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: "The part-time workers are flower shops and StarryNight. I can draw some illustrations at home. I like that, but I can't draw well. I can't earn money. If I can't fill my stomach, I have to do other things."

After speaking, the girl smiled helplessly.

Shen Qiuhe moved his mouth, but he still didn't say anything.

She was surprised that Su Jin could tell her so bluntly, and regretted that she knew about Su Jin.

Although everything is true, but telling others that you are working hard but only to have enough to eat, no matter how calm you are, the listener will still feel the same sadness.

The air pressure between the two of them dropped to a very low level, Shen Qiuhe knew that he should say something to ease the atmosphere, so as not to make Su Jin feel embarrassed, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions.

"Thank you for inviting me to dinner."

Su Jin sensed Shen Qiuhe's thoughts and took the initiative to speak.After all, the atmosphere is ruined by oneself.

She felt that Shen Qiuhe was not an unintentional person, and she also felt a little comfort from Shen Qiuhe's hesitant eyes.

So Su Jin said again: "Why don't I treat you to dinner next time?"

But as soon as the words were out of her mouth, she thought of the person in front of her, and faltered again: "Forget it..."

Seeing that the girl's invitation was overturned within a few seconds, Shen Qiuhe stopped his chopsticks, but laughed: "Why, how can you say that you invite someone to dinner and then take it back?"

"I..." Su Jin curled his lips shyly, "You are a professor of nutrition, you must be very particular about eating, I just eat casually outside, I'm afraid you might not like those places..."

Shen Qiuhe felt a severe pain in her heart, and only then did she realize that she actually had such concerns.The woman's eyes were serious, and she didn't know whether to be happy or sad for the girl's cautiousness.

Shen Qiuhe frowned briefly, then stood up again, adjusted his mood, and smiled at the girl.

"Let me tell you something. One time, I had a severe stomachache. I went to the hospital to see a doctor and had a gastroscopy. The doctor said that I had a little chronic gastric ulcer and asked me to pay attention to my diet. The doctor started to follow I said, don’t eat barbecue, don’t eat hot pot, don’t eat Sichuan food, don’t eat Hunan food, don’t eat anything spicy or cold, and don’t eat Northeast food with heavy oil and salt. Those are not good for the stomach. In the end, I broke my fingers several times. Then I was stunned. I looked at him and asked him, doctor, what do you think I can eat? The doctor said, just drink some millet porridge, which is very light The food is okay, it nourishes the stomach. I continued to ask him, I said doctor, millet porridge and light vegetables nourish the stomach, so do you also eat it? The doctor said no, I eat everything, why did I say? It’s not nourishing Stomach? You don’t want me to eat it, why do you still eat it yourself? The doctor looked at me very disapprovingly and said: ‘I don’t have a stomach, it’s not good.’”

After finishing speaking, Shen Qiuhe tilted his head and looked at Su Jin, and then saw a smile slowly blooming on her face, and then the two of them laughed together.

"Well, I see. You're saying that you are taught this, and you will know what to eat is nutritious, but you don't have to keep it that way all the time."

Shen Qiuhe nodded vigorously with great satisfaction: "So, can you treat me to dinner now?"

Su Jin pursed his lips and looked at the mature woman in front of him smiling like a child. After talking so much, just to beg for a meal, he immediately smiled and rolled his eyes, revealing two small canine teeth.

The atmosphere of the dinner table became beautiful and soft again.

Shen Qiuhe had almost finished eating, she picked up the bowl and took a sip of the soup.

Just when she thought the dinner for two would end peacefully, she heard the girl's crisp voice again, with concern in her voice.

"So, Shen Qiuhe, you have a bad stomach?"

7. Chapter 7

Several days of rain made the ground of Fendou Lane muddy.

This can be regarded as the oldest block in Binhai, and the area under its jurisdiction is full of tube buildings with more than 40 years of age.

Through a high gate like a bridge hole, there are three old buildings in Fendou Lane 53, 54 and 55 inside the gate. Su Jin's aunt Bai Qian's house is on the third floor of Building 54.

The gate of the bridge is gloomy, and there is no sunlight all year round. In addition, the old buildings that have been in disrepair are constantly seeping water, so that the walls of the gate are covered with moss.

In summer, the moss is green and thick. In winter, the moss becomes dry, probably dead, and hangs on the wall layer by layer, a piece of gray. People feel dilapidated before entering the building. of depression.

Su Jin rolled his trousers and walked close to the high door. The square bricks laid on the ground unknowingly many years ago had long since loosened and shattered, turning into long, rectangular pieces.

"Binbin, ride slowly!"

An aunt behind hurriedly drove the little grandson in front of him, but the little boy was not obedient at all. He pedaled his bicycle vigorously and ran across the uneven brick road, and the mud and water splashed from the loose bricks in an instant. Crash—a speck of mud was splashed on Su Jin's white trousers.

"Binbin! You disobedient child! Slow down!"

The aunt pointed at the child in front of her and scolded. Here, she saw Su Jin lowering her head and grabbing the mud-spattered pants, so she immediately quickened her pace, avoiding Su Jin's gaze, and pretended that she had nothing to do with her, and chased Qi Yuan away. boy.

Seeing the back of the aunt disappearing quickly, Su Jin shook his head helplessly.The people here, she knows what it's like.

When I went upstairs, I don’t know who’s man and woman were arguing again, the sound of dingling, clattering, bowls and ladles being smashed, men scolding, women roaring, children crying, and then I couldn’t see which window flew out of which two stainless steel bowls fell. Downstairs it was bang bang bang bang.

"Who the hell threw it! Can you afford to pay for it!"

The man downstairs held a cigarette, pointed at the upstairs and screamed, but no one cared about it at all, and they kept arguing.

Su Jin put the backpack on her back and continued to walk up with a blank expression, the noises were automatically blocked from her ears.

Everything in Struggle Alley seems to have never changed. No matter how the outside world progresses and develops, this place will always be the end of the city.

More than ten years ago, when housing prices were not so high, those who worked hard and saved some money would go to another corner of the city to buy a house, and leave here as if fleeing famine.

But as housing prices are getting higher and higher, no matter how hard people here struggle, they can no longer catch up with the soaring housing prices, and not many people can leave Struggle Lane.

After a long time, everyone has resigned to their fate, fighting for nothing, just eating here and waiting to die.

Residential areas outside have been replaced with natural gas, but there are no gas pipelines here yet.

Every Thursday, men, women and children in the building would carry gas tanks and stand on the side of the road in rows, waiting for the tank trucks to come to maintain the fire at home for cooking.

The buildings outside all use waste heat to generate electricity, and there will be heating 24 hours a day during the heating period.And here, every winter, the exposed water pipes will freeze and burst, and the icy water will flow all over the ground as people keep cursing, eventually forming black and dirty ice.

Garbage and waste downstairs were randomly piled up in the yard, and the black marks on the building were the result of the piles being burned and swallowed by the flames.

But no matter how many times of destruction, how many lessons of blood and tears, the people here will numbly pile up new garbage dumps on the ruins.

When Su Jin pushed open the door, Bai Qian was sitting on a small bench and twisting the sheets in the laundry tub vigorously. Seeing her struggling, Su Jin immediately threw the bag aside.

"Auntie, why don't you use a washing machine for such a big bed sheet? You are so tired."

Su Jin helped Bai Qian, and the two of them had one head, but the big bed sheet was still like a giant python, contending with the two of them.

"It's fine, it's fine, the washing machine doesn't save much trouble, and it still consumes electricity. The forecast shows that it will be sunny from the beginning, and it will dry after a few days."

Although Bai Qian said she was fine, the hair on her forehead had already stuck to her sweaty side face. She wiped it vigorously with the back of her hand, stood up and picked up the nearly twisted bed sheet.

Helping my aunt shake the bed sheet to dry, Su Jin saw that Bai Qian's back was drenched with sweat, and quickly took the clothes that were about to dry in her hand: "Auntie, take a break, you see that you have done so much. Sweat, don't do it, I'll dry it."

"Okay, then I'll cook for you, and we'll have dinner later."

Su Jin couldn't control Bai Qian, so he could only let her go.

Soon, a table of simple meals came to the table. Su Jin took a look and found that the two dishes were both her favorites and they were newly made.

She looked up at the aunt who was serving her rice. Maybe she told her aunt yesterday that she would be back for lunch, so she bought new dishes. When she was at home, she always seemed to be eating leftovers for some reason. leftovers.

"Auntie, is Uncle out of the stall?" Su Jin asked while eating.

"Yeah, the sales have been pretty good in the past few months. The neighborhoods in the street are often overbooked, so your uncle will deal with it outside and won't come back at noon to eat."

Su Jin's little uncle Su Yongzhen used to pickle salted duck eggs at home and sell them, which was costly and costly.

Later, in the past few years, braised duck products became more popular, so Su Yongzhen learned how to make homemade braised meat from others, and finally found the way. The taste of the duck products he made became better and better, naturally popular.

"What about my brother?"

Bai Qian put a lot of food into Su Jin's bowl, and said slowly: "Didn't your brother change his unit after the next year, and asked him to introduce an accounting firm with some kind of relationship. He said this unit was good, and I I don’t understand, I just feel that after going to this unit, he works overtime all day long and hardly takes a break, you see you haven’t come back in the past two months, and he hasn’t taken a few days off in the past two months.”

Su Jin curled her lips, only her aunt Bai Qian was here this time, although she knew that her uncle and brother were busy, but