apples more than anything

After three minutes of simple wrangling, Gong Xiao also signed an IOU to Leiqiu on the spot, promising to repay her the two hundred and five.

The stall owner tapped the edge of the pot impatiently with his long chopsticks: "Have you discussed it? I'll go find my daughter later."

"We've discussed it." Lei Qiu stuffed the IOU into his wallet, and took out 250 yuan, "Come on, two hundred and fifty, a penny is a lot."

"Why does this sound like a curse?" The stall owner poured the batter into the mold, fried three radish cakes, put them in plastic bags and handed them to Gong Xiaoye, "Here, take it."

After returning to the car, Gong Xiao also left one, and handed the remaining two to Leiqiu and Sangzhi respectively.

"How much?" Sang Zhi asked casually.

"Two hundred and five."

"How much?" Sangzhi repeated.

Lei Qiu's gang, Gong Xiao, also emphasized this answer again: "Two hundred and five. I think she is enough for two hundred and five."

"I don't really understand you rich people." Sang Zhi opened the plastic bag wrapped around the radish cake, "Forgive me for my stupidity, no matter how I look at it, spending two hundred and fifty to buy this thing can only prove that you are really out of it Two hundred and five?"

"Don't include me, this is Boss Gong's idea. I don't understand their rich people very well. Oh, Boss Gong, if you want to eat this, I'll treat you to it next time." I ate a radish cake, "This tastes the same as the one made from small apples."

"Really the same?" Gong Xiao also had the last bite of radish cake in her hand. She reluctantly stuffed this piece of food bought at 250 yuan into her mouth, savoring it carefully. "Then you are so happy."

"Yes, yes, Sansheng is lucky."

On the way back, the more Leiqiu thought about it, the more she felt that meeting Song Ping was really one of the luckiest things in her first half of her life, and when she thought about how unpalatable the box lunch provided by the crew Katyusha described vividly to her, she felt even more Song Ping was really her savior.

So as soon as she opened the door, she shouted into the room with emotion: "Little Apple, I want to eat radish cake!"

People who sell radish cakes at stalls use special molds. Song Pingguo searched around but couldn't find a suitable substitute. Lei Qiu suggested that she could use a super small pan to shape the radish cakes. However, Song Pingguo felt that this was a contempt for her professionalism, and she insisted on using ordinary frying pans.

Song Pingguo placed the frying pan on the stove, turned around to get the radish, and just as she was about to start, she caught a glimpse of the broth boiling on another stove.

"Guess what it tastes like." Song Pingguo lifted the lid and stirred the soup in the pot.

The originally fairly spacious kitchen was filled with ingredients by Song Pingguo every day, making it look a bit cramped. Standing behind Song Pingguo, Lei Qiu put his chin on her shoulder and sniffed: "kelp, onion, Bonito flakes...lemon, lemon?"

"Lemon?" Song Pingguo frowned suspiciously, took a sip of the soup with a spoon, she thought for a moment, then looked at Leiqiu out of the corner of her eye, "...Leiqiu, there are only kelp, onions and bonito Slices, lemon is my shower gel."

Leiqiu suddenly realized and patted his forehead: "So that's it! I said why I always feel that your cooking smells like lemon."

"I think the point of the question is, why can you smell my shower gel through the layers of oily smoke on my body?"

"I can still smell your lavender toothpaste."

"Are you a dog nose?"

"Thank you for the compliment."

Many people don't like to eat radish, but many people like to eat fried food.

Rarely, Leiqiu was finally classified as "a lot of people" in terms of eating.

The batter mixed with shredded radish was evenly rolled out at the bottom of the pot, and the size was much larger than what Leiqiu ate at a small stall. After the side by the fire was cooked, Song Pingguo skillfully shook her wrist, Turned over.After both sides were fried, Song Pingguo took out the pizza wheel knife from the drawer, cut open the radish pie, which was about the size of the pizza, and shoveled it into the empty plate waiting beside the pot.

"Okay, okay, make way for me, and be careful that I put the radish cake on your head." Song Pingguo walked towards the living room with the plate, "Do you want coriander?"

"want!"

With the coriander powder, Leiqiu finished eating the radish cake that was still hot just out of the pan.

"Ah..." She let out a long breath and slumped her entire upper body on the table, "An apple a day keeps the doctor away."

"...What?" Song Pingguo couldn't find any connection between this saying and the current situation.

"Because I feel good after eating good food, the doctor stays away from me."

Song Pingguo looked at Leiqiu, showing the joy of discovering the new world, leaned over and pinched Leiqiu's cheek twice: "You are fat. Leiqiu, you are finally fat."

Lei Qiu can eat or not, half of it is based on her own physique, and the other half is based on her restless lifestyle and exercise. In the production team of Swallowing Heaven and Earth, it is equivalent to sitting there all day and doing nothing but eating. Of course... just The face is slightly rounded.

Lei Qiu gloomily stared at the plate he had just emptied: "I'm not happy anymore, I'm getting farther and farther away from the road of brushing my face."

Few people express their emotions as openly as Raichu.For example, when someone is sad, they will cry, and when someone is sad, they will give up on themselves. In short, they use all kinds of indirect ways to make others notice themselves, and implicitly express the message of "come and comfort me". However, Unless it is a person who loves you forever and is very thoughtful, who would have discovered such a subtle message.

Generally speaking, when you cry and give up on yourself, everyone just silently gets impatient or calls you crazy.

Raichu doesn't do that.It may be that she has too many emotions on stage, and she is too lazy to repeat the emotional logic on stage in life. She would rather use the simplest and straightforward way to let people around her understand her state.

"I'm angry", "I'm unhappy" and "I'm hungry"... and so on.

Or as it is now, "give me a deep, strong hug."

"Okay, okay, I'll give you a deep and strong hug." Song Pingguo couldn't help admiring the professions of kindergarten teacher, elementary school teacher, and junior high school teacher in her heart, "Is that okay?"

The way Leiqiu expresses his feelings physically is as straightforward as the way he expresses his feelings verbally. For example, she often leans on Song Pingguo like she is leaning on a sofa or a table. She used to come back at night He had the habit of quietly walking into the kitchen and hugging Song Pingguo from behind, but after being hit by Song Pingguo's ruthless elbow and ruining a pot of dishes, Lei Qiu quickly got rid of this bad habit.

At that time, Song Pingguo held up a spatula and warned Leiqiu seriously: "The kitchen is the kitchen, don't expect to mess around in my kitchen."

Raichu smiled innocently: "So you can mess around in the living room?"

There was a coughing sound at the door, and Xu Ran came back at some point, looking at them with intriguing eyes.

"Uh..." Song Pingguo let go of her hand in embarrassment, "You're back?"

"Are you done hugging?"

"It's over." Raichu nodded seriously.

"Raichu, how long has it been since you turned on your old cell phone?"

It was only then that Leiqiu remembered that he still had an "original cell phone".After she came to Hengdian, she changed the short number. At first, she used the two mobile phones in turn. Later, she gradually forgot the original mobile phone number. Apart from turning it on occasionally to make a call to her parents, she almost just let it lie on the phone. There was ashes in the drawer.

Hearing what Xu Ran said, Lei Qiu hurriedly went to charge and turn on the old mobile phone, but was stopped by Xu Ran: "You don't need to look at it, Teacher Pi asked me to tell you directly, go back and save the scene."

"Save what field?"

Xu Ran raised the phone in front of her and tapped the words on the screen: "Save the scene of Farewell My Concubine."

The mentor has an order, and Lei Qiu is naturally obliged. After checking the time, they rushed back that night after the performance. It was probably early morning when they returned here. Xu Ran could catch up on sleep, and Lei Qiu could sleep for a while before getting up to film.

"What's for breakfast tomorrow?" Song Pingguo thought in her heart that tonight's dinner was going to be ruined, and she prepared it according to the amount Lei Qiu needed.

"It doesn't matter, everything you cook is delicious." Lei Qiu rubbed his face worriedly, "I don't know what Master should think when he sees me getting fat..."

Not long after Lei Qiu and Xu Ran left, there was a knock on Song Pingguo's door.

If Gong Xiao were standing here at this moment, he would find that the person at the door was the stall owner who sold her three radish cakes at a high price of 250 yuan just now. He patted Song Pingguo on the shoulder and checked the furnishings in the house. , and asked while walking towards the kitchen: "My tricycle is parked downstairs and unlocked, is it all right?"

"Probably not. If you have one, buy another one." Song Pingguo followed nervously, "Dad, what are you doing here?"

"Let me inspect your work situation." Song Yong saw the dishes that Song Pingguo had just served, "...Daughter, overeating is not good."

"Dad, I didn't eat this alone. I partnered with the tenant next door."

"Partnership? I said Apple, don't others know you and I don't know you? Are you sure it's not you who give money to others?"

"Dad, don't be suspicious. She's a very nice person. She's warm, cheerful and strong, and she always smiles with a sunny face." Song Pingguo thought deeply about Leiqiu's strengths, "In order to reduce my burden of washing dishes, I always It's to help me clean my bowl and plate. So, you just came to see how I am doing?"

"No, I have business to do." Song Yong sighed helplessly, "Apple, let me tell you the truth, the family needs you..."

"What happened at home?"

"Your mother and I are going to travel around the world, and we need you to go back and look at the store."