apples more than anything

Song Pingguo actually didn't know how to explain her current living situation to her father. After all, she really didn't have the confidence to let Song Yong understand that Leiqiu and Xu Ran were really not jobless in the general sense——Leiqiu's family was so big. An orchard, the landlord.

So for the time being, she let Song Yong believe that she really didn't have the heart of the Virgin to take in others for free. Xu Ran and Lei Qiu paid for it, whether it was food or rent.

Although the amount of food that Raichu gave was a gross underestimate of the size of her stomach, that wasn't the point.

"Dad, I won't take you to play like this." After clarifying these things, Song Pingguo began to find reasons to refuse, "How can you be such an irresponsible restaurant owner?"

"Of course I am responsible. If I am not responsible, I will just post a notice of closure and take your mother to travel around the world, and come to ask you to go back and look at the store?"

Song Pingguo is a person who doesn't like change very much.She likes an unchanging living state, which is stable and makes people feel safe. Once she has a firm foothold in one place, she doesn't bother to move, because she likes it and also because of her habit.

I like such a carefree and never-boring life, I like the busyness and fulfillment of every day, every detail of life has become an indelible habit in Song Pingguo's life—well, it's actually because of Lei mound.

Anyway, everyone can't hear the psychological activities, so Song Pingguo opened up to face her real self.

For Song Pingguo, she really hoped that she and Leiqiu could maintain the current state, and then maybe one day there would be a new turning point.Although she doesn't like to take the lead in making changes, it is obvious that Lei Qiu likes it. If this continues, maybe one day Lei Qiu can't help but confess his love?

It's very possible.You see, Gong Xiaoye and Sang Zhi sublimated their pure revolutionary friendship in such a harmonious relationship, and began to flirt with each other—although this was relayed by Lei Qiu, and it was entirely Lei Qiu's personal guess, But what even Raichu could see was certainly not hidden.

Out of simple anticipation of this possibility, Song Pingguo began to push back.

"I'm not ready to go home yet."

"Don't be modest, aren't you very good at cooking, but you need to practice your knife skills."

Unexpectedly, in the first round of the three-block-four push, he encountered an unreasonable counterattack from his father. Song Pingguo was stunned and praised that Jiang was still old and hot, and pushed back calmly: "...I mean, My strength is not enough to take charge of our restaurant."

Song Yong took out a handful of melon seeds from nowhere and started nibbling: "You are not the only one in the store, you are not strong enough to learn from the masters."

Song Pingguo saw that self-effacement had no effect, so she switched to a bragging tactic: "I sold box lunch here very well. I just got on the right track, found many new opportunities, and met a rich second generation. Now I'm going back. It’s a waste, why not let me continue to exercise here, so as not to smash our family’s signboard.”

"Then you will sacrifice your personal development for the sake of your family's career development, and let you come back after two months of patience. Are there any other questions?"

"Yes, the last one, where did you and my mother get so much money to travel around the world?"

Seeing Song Yong fall into speechless silence, Song Pingguo sniffed sadly: "You are squeezing free labor."

While Song Pingguo and Song Yong were dealing with conflicts within the family, Lei Qiu had already rushed to the rescue with Xu Ran on the bus.

On the way, Xu Ran explained the details to Lei Qiu. In fact, it was not a performance on an important occasion. It was just a gathering of fanciers from several communities and held a party.

As the saying goes, what kind of master can teach what kind of apprentice, from Leiqiu's attitude towards life, you can see what kind of person her master Pichu is.

Although there is no genius like Leiqiu who can learn from age, Piqiu was also the pride of his master. He was a rising star in the industry. There is nothing more than one reason for going around to sing operas - she is an idealist through and through, and she is always depicting the future of Peking Opera in her heart, and hopes that she can contribute to that beautiful and distant future.

From this point of view, Raichu is a little more realistic than her master.After all, Leiqiu's original intention of acting is very simple, fun and delicious, but with the influence of such a master, it is naturally impossible for Leiqiu to just regard acting as a means of making money and eating skills, so she will He got on the bus with Xu Ran and ran to help Piqiu save a less important scene.

Among the fanciers in those communities, many of them are acquaintances with Pichu. Naturally, he told Pichu about the party. With Pichu's character, the first reaction when he heard such a thing was to be enthusiastic. It is not the first time that she has invited her professional actor friends to add color to the amateur party, but this time, there was a slight mistake, and the two actors were temporarily unable to come. Piqiu anxiously typed down the phone address book, and finally found a free person, Xu Ran.

Then Xu Ran said that Leiqiu should be able to do it too.

Pichu was overjoyed when he heard the news. She is still brooding over the fact that the head of the drama troupe snatched her good apprentice as soon as he played a play-she really hasn't had a good time with Leiqiu for a long time. Let's meet each other, let alone see Bawang and Yuji, who cooperated the most tacitly back then, stand on the stage again, and let her relive her past memories.

What a pity.Pichu stared at the graduation photo of Raichu's class on the desktop of the phone.

However, everyone has their own way to go, no matter how regretful she feels in her heart, she can't make a decision for them.

When Xu Ran and Lei Qiu came, it was not long before the performance started, and the two of them didn't even have time to walk around the backstage, they hurriedly put on their makeup and changed their clothes before going on stage.

The stage was set up in the middle of the square near the community, and the audience was full of audiences, chirping and waiting to see Pichu's two favorite students.Xu Ran and Leiqiu cooperated countless times when they were still studying in the theater school, no matter what the occasion was, Piqiu was still a little worried that Leiqiu might have forgotten what he learned from her. Unexpectedly, Lei Qiu's performance was still the same as before, vivid and full of her unique charm.

Originally, Piqiu wanted Leiqiu and Xu Ran to stay and have a drink with her, so as to reminisce about the past, but what happened was that Leiqiu came down from the stage and looked at his watch, embarrassedly declining Master's invitation: " Master, I have to film tomorrow morning, so I'm leaving first. Let Xu Ran accompany you to drink and chat, and I will definitely come back to you when I am free some other day..."

Piqiu stood there watching her for a long time, first sighed, then shook his head: Xu Ran has grown up, Leiqiu is still the same Leiqiu.

It was only when Lei Qiu got home that he realized that the oil paint on his face hadn't been washed off.While washing her face in the bathroom of her house, she wondered if Song Pingguo would kindly leave something for her on the table for supper. I was full of food, and I happened to be hungry too. Eat something to fill my stomach before going to sleep.

It's two o'clock in the morning, Song Pingguo must be in a deep sleep, waking her up at this moment is not the same as waking her up at six o'clock in the morning, Lei Qiu tiptoed open the door and walked into the living room, stooping Turn on the flashlight of the phone and take a picture on the table.

empty.

This didn't bring much frustration to Raichu, she turned her head and opened the refrigerator door to find out a box of potato salad.Leiqiu has never seen potato salad on the table these days, and Song Pingguo has never said that he will make it, so this box of potato salad that suddenly appeared in the refrigerator must be Song Pingguo's specially prepared supper for Leiqiu .

She knew Raichu would definitely come and look through the refrigerator, it wasn't even on the table.Raichu went back to his house with his lunch box in his arms, leaned on the sofa and finished eating potato salad while watching the infomercial in the middle of the night, and rolled on the bed contentedly, and went to sleep.

It was only when Leiqiu woke up the next day that he realized that he forgot to set an alarm clock for himself last night. He picked up his phone and looked at it before he felt relieved.Her biological clock prompts her to wake up at the same time that she eats breakfast every day.

Last night, I worked hard on the stage for a whole night, and I took the bus back and forth. The car was so stuffy that I couldn’t sleep. It was impossible to say that I didn’t feel tired. Lei Qiu yawned. Get up from bed and go to Song Pingguo to have breakfast.

It was so late after the performance last night, so Xu Ran stayed at Piqiu's place for the night and didn't rush back, so today's breakfast changed back to the state where Song Pingguo and Leiqiu shared.Lei Qiu was inexplicably looking forward to it, sitting at the table with his chin on his hands, guessing what Song Pingguo would cook this morning, what would be put in her lunch box, and what dinner would he have when he came back... How beautiful life is, so beautiful that Raichu wants to just stop there.

Thinking about it, Raichu remembered the fact that he was a little fatter than before.She touched her chin sadly, and looked up at the clock on the wall: Did Song Pingguo also forget to set an alarm clock for herself last night?

It shouldn't be a problem to wake her up now, right?Raichu pushed the bedroom door open a little nervously, and poked his head to look inside.

Song Pingguo's bed was as empty as last night's table.