apples more than anything

Song Pingguo has always known that only children who are favored by God and whose gums bleed easily are entitled to eat apples freely like this.

Under the eaves of a blue-tiled roof full of the style of the Republic of China in Hengdian Film and Television City, squatted a tall Qing court lady with long hands and long feet. The passers-by put one hand on their knees and held a half-red and half-yellow apple in the other.

Song Pingguo felt that this was probably her dessert, because there was already an empty plastic lunch box at her feet that had been cleaned up.

Song Pingguo and her small van full of lunch boxes were less than three meters away from this appetizing maid. They were respectively in front of two walls at the corner of the house. If the maid finished eating the apples, she would get up and leave , will immediately meet love with Song Pingguo's truck.

It was June, and the weather was so dry that people couldn't eat anything. It was almost noon, and Song Pingguo still didn't feel hungry. She hesitated for a while when she opened a lunch box, then closed the lid and put it back.

Then she began to watch the maid eating.

All the people in the world who can eat can be divided into two types, one is "I feel full when I watch him eat", and the other is "I feel hungry when I watch him eat".

This lady-in-waiting belongs to the latter.

She wiped the apple casually with her sleeve, brought it to her mouth and took a bite, making a crisp clicking sound.Before he chewed the first bite, the apple was brought to his mouth again, and he gnawed along the first tooth mark very neatly.

Regular and serious movements are always fascinating.Unknowingly, Song Pingguo watched the maid finish eating the apple, threw the apple core into the empty lunch box and stuffed it into the trash can, and walked towards her.

"Here's a box lunch." The court lady lifted up her cheongsam palace attire, took out a napkin from the ordinary clothes she was wearing and wiped her hands, "Let's have a big row."

Song Pingguo went to the truck to get a large rice dish and handed it to her. She leaned against the corner while holding it, and pulled out the disposable chopsticks tied to the lunch box by a cowhide band.

A layer of lettuce was spread on the bottom of the disposable plastic lunch box, which was a bit stuffy in the box, but this did not affect the appetite of the maid at all. She pulled the lettuce out from the bottom with chopsticks, like a rabbit eating vegetable leaves Yes, I bit the lettuce leaves into my mouth little by little.

Song Pingguo had drawn a cross pattern on the big row in advance, and even patted it with the back of a knife to make the meat of the big row easier to bite. However, Song Pingguo was not sure at the moment whether this was due to her own preparatory process. The effect is that this court lady's teeth are too strong, and half of a large row was killed by her in an instant.

Then she mixed the rice and the gravy with the chopsticks, brought the plastic lunch box to her mouth, lifted the lunch box slightly, and began to pick the rice into her mouth.

To be honest, it was the first time Song Pingguo saw someone who could grill rice so gracefully. She drank all the rice mixed with gravy into her mouth as if she was serving a bowl of soup.

Then she licked her lips with unsatisfied interest, and walked up to Song Pingguo.

"I have been in Hengdian for three months, and I have eaten all the big row rice here. There is no gravy in every big row, and some are dry like sawdust. Every time I bite, I feel that there is a pig that died in vain. The chef roared." The maid commented seriously, "But you are different from them! Your big row rice has a soul!"

The shout that suddenly raised the volume caused people around to look here. Song Pingguo silently turned her head away, not wanting to accept these scorching eyes that seemed to be looking at a psychopath.

"Don't talk about it, I'm so touched." The maid turned around for a long time, and finally found a crumpled ten yuan RMB, and slapped it hard in Song Pingguo's hand, holding her hand and shaking it vigorously, "Keep the change, please!"

"Uh..." Song Pingguo looked at the ten-yuan note, "A box of big rice is 12 yuan."

"Do you accept Qianlong Tongbao?"

"you guess."

"Just kidding." The maid slapped two coins into Song Pingguo's hands, "Come on, 12 yuan."

Seeing her going away, Song Pingguo couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in her heart. She rubbed the worn-out ten yuan in her hand, looked at the light to confirm whether it was a card, and then sighed from the bottom of her heart——

"This man is crazy!"

When the court lady visited Song Pingguo's box lunch stall for the second time that night, Song Pingguo was just about to close the stall.

"Is there any more?" She glanced at the empty compartment of Song Pingguo's minivan, and squatted down against the wall again with a disappointed face, tearing the leaf that she didn't know where she tore off in her hand.

She was full of loneliness.This kind of expression is very common on the streets of Hengdian at night. Some are tired, some realize that they have passed another day of no progress, and some have not yet given up but cannot pay next month's rent... In short, it is all because Uncertain future.

"That's how it is, I'll give it to you." Song Pingguo opened the driver's seat door, picked up the cold big rice from the seat - it was left over at noon, "Give me ten yuan."

The palace maid struggled to take out ten yuan from under her palace attire and handed it to Song Pingguo, then took the big plate of rice and leaned against the wall to start eating.

Seeing that she was eating with gusto, Song Pingguo also felt a little hungry, but she was too embarrassed to ask for it again, so she had to take out the apples that were left with the lunch box, and the folding fruit knife in her pocket.

"Are you a student who came to be a group performer during the holidays? Or do you want to be a star in the future? Or do you want to experience it for fun?" In order to prevent unnecessary embarrassment, Song Pingguo let her guess cover almost all reasons.

"I want to be a star." The maid's answer was more straightforward than she imagined.

Since she said that, Song Pingguo couldn't help herself to look at her appearance.

From an objective point of view, her appearance must be a huge stumbling block on the road to fame for this court lady.In fact, she doesn't look too ugly, she is quite in line with the public's aesthetics, and she won't be drowned in the crowd if she is thrown into the entertainment circle, but there is a fatal problem that this person is a powerful detector of prosopagnosia.

You can't remember her face.

It stands to reason that something so impressive happened at noon, Song Pingguo stared at her for a long time while eating, not to mention completely remembering her appearance, she should have a vague impression, but when she appeared again at night, Song Pingguo He recognized her entirely by her clothes, and had no impression of her face at all.

However, it is not good to hit a stranger's dream casually, Song Pingguo kindly peeled off an apple and put it in her lunch box: "Come, eat an apple, keep going."

"It's not long since you came here to sell boxed lunches, right?" The maid picked up the piece of apple and threw it into her mouth, "I haven't seen you before."

"It's only been three days." Song Pingguo counted the days in her heart, "Today is the third day, and I haven't had time to see the life in Hengdian."

"Where do you come from in Hengdian? There are two states of life. Some people eat to live, and some live to eat." The maid shrugged her shoulders, "I am the latter."

I can tell.Song Pingguo thought silently.

"What's your name?" Song Pingguo took out her phone from her pocket, "I'll give you my phone number, you can call ahead and ask me to keep it for you."

"My name is Leiqiu." Leiqiu stood up from the ground, thumping his numb legs, "Leidian's Leishan Qiu."

"I'm still called Pikachu." Song Pingguo couldn't help but lamented that people's hearts are not old, and the most basic trust between people is gone. At least make up a name that looks a little bit similar to fool people. ah.

Leiqiu skillfully took out her actor certificate from her pocket and held it in front of Song Pingguo. The word Leiqiu was really printed on it.

"My father's surname is Lei, and my mother's surname is Qiu. It's really not my fault. What about you? What's your name?" Lei Qiu called Song Pingguo, "I wrote down the number."

"My name is Song Pingguo."

"...Don't make trouble, I'm still giving away pears."

It was obviously not the first time Song Pingguo encountered this question, she skillfully opened the driver's license and showed Leiqiu her name.

Leiqiu and Song Pingguo stared at each other on the streets of Hengdian at night, and couldn't help feeling like meeting a bosom friend in the mountains and rivers.

So they continued to eat the apple grilled box lunch, and talked about life by the way.

After an in-depth conversation, Song Pingguo found that her view of Leiqiu was too superficial. She was not only a psychopath, but also a maverick neuropathy.

Regarding the experience in Hengdian during the past three months, Leiqiu’s memories are all targeted. Even though she doesn’t remember what she was doing as a group performer for the first time, she can still remember that the first boxed lunch she ate was What, and spent 10 minutes with Song Pingguo analyzing in detail how the braised chicken nuggets failed, and how hard the rice in the box was...

Song Pingguo tried her best not to shout at her: "Why do you want to be an actor? Acting is the most difficult job in the world to make a good living!"

The consequence of this unique way of talking is that Leiqiu already knows where Song Pingguo's hometown is, how many people are in the family, how much he can sell in a day, and what app he uses for listening to songs, while Song Pingguo only knows about Lei Qiu. Yau's favorite food is chicken wings.

"Congratulations." She finally found a chance to end the topic, "Tomorrow's main course is braised chicken wings, don't worry, I'll save a box for you in advance."

Leiqiu shook hands with her excitedly: "I want two boxes. Oh yes, I'm going to play a small supporting role in the new crew tomorrow. The director is an acquaintance of mine. He said that he would try to finish it all in the morning, but judging by the role, I might Will come later."

Playing a small supporting role with a lot of roles, the director is so close to her that he is willing to help her work overtime to finish all the filming in the morning, and she has only been in Hengdian for three months, Song Pingguo couldn't help asking her: "Then you were sad just now?" What?"

Raichu blinked blankly.

"Because the box lunch is gone."