It was almost noon, and Chen Feng directed the chef to serve a table of dishes that Yin Feng had liked before.

Today, Yin Feng's whole heart was immersed in satisfaction and sat on the side with a smile. Under his butt was an old small wooden bench found in You Mingxu's bedroom. He felt that this bench must have been raised by You Mingxu, and he couldn't let go, so he could take it wherever he went.

After the dishes were almost done, he looked up at the clock and asked, "Why haven't Mingxu come back yet?"

Chen Feng replied: "She doesn't come back at noon and eats at work." Seeing that Yin Feng didn't speak, she hurriedly added: "Whoever works like her has too short lunch break and can't even go home for lunch."

Yin Feng touched Maza's skin, which was so old that it was smooth. He lowered his head slightly and asked, "What did she eat for lunch?"

Chen Feng thought for a while and replied: "It should be a canteen. The police station has a canteen. You went to the police station to have a field trip before, and you even went to eat. When you came back, you complained and said it ruined your interest in writing."

Yin Feng was silent for a while, and drew two more circles on the stool with his fingers, saying, "I am different from the person I used to be. I used to think it was unpalatable, but maybe I didn't taste it, but now I think it's delicious? Look at the clothes he wore before."

Chen Feng said calmly: "I have the pass card they gave me last time, and you can enter any branch at will."

Yin Feng raised his face and smiled: "Xiao Fengzi, you are really useful. You will be rewarded with all the dishes on this table."

Chen Feng pulled the corner of his lips: "Thank you, Teacher Yin."

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As soon as the afternoon comes to get off work, the police will go into the cafeteria in groups, and some people will go out to eat. You Mingxu is too lazy to move today, so he walked into the cafeteria with Xu Mengshan, Fan Jia and others.

For some reason, You Mingxu felt good today and had a good appetite, so he went to the window to buy a single hot pot. This was a "big meal" in the cafeteria. Xu Mengshan and Fan Jia each served the food. Fan Jia said: "Wow, Sister You has a good appetite today, I also want to eat a few bites." Xu Mengshan said: "I want it too. I spent my salary last month and I can't afford hot pot."

You Mingxu lifted his eyelids and said to the aunt who was cooking: "Thank you for adding half a pound of mutton."

Fan Jia: "The boss is the boss."

Xu Mengshan: "Excited."

The three of them were talking and laughing, holding the plate, and sat down at an empty table. You Mingxu pushed the hot pot in the middle, and everyone was chatting while eating.

Not long after, a table of people next to him left, and they didn't care.

Almost a few seconds later, someone rushed over with a plate and sat down. The movement was a little rapid, which caused the three of them to look up.

Then the three of them stopped moving.

The man wearing a green Astro Body T-shirt, the same green trousers and white shoes, his face was a little red, his head was slightly drooping, and he picked up the chopsticks. He seemed to notice their surprised gazes, and he slowly raised his head, completely ignored the two people, stopped on You Mingxu's face. Seeing that she had no smile, Yin Feng felt a little nervous and lowered his head again.

Xu Mengshan glanced at You Mingxu, showed a playful smile, and lowered his head to continue eating mutton.

Fan Jia also blinked, held back her laughter, looked at You Mingxu, who seemed to be petrified, and continued to talk to Xu Mengshan about something else.

Despite this, the two of them had clearly pointed ears, waiting to hear the beginning and end of You Mingxu and this great amnesia writer's entanglement, love and hate.

You Mingxu put down his chopsticks, got up and walked to his table, sat opposite him, and asked in a low voice: "Why are you here?"

Yin Feng said: "Chen Feng said, I criticized your cafeteria for being not delicious. Then I think I was always unreliable in the past and wanted to give it a try in person." His eyes were not too obvious.

You Ming and Xu Jingmo said in an instant: "Yin Feng, this is my place to work, not my home or a fun place. You can't follow me when I'm at work."

Yin Feng poked the plate with chopsticks, lowered his head, and stopped talking.

You Mingxu really hated him so much that she couldn't even get her hot temper.

On the other end, Xu Fan and the others could hear it clearly and were still laughing. You Ming and Xu glanced at them coldly, and remembered the expression of Yin Feng lying in the corridor in the middle of the night yesterday, looking up at her. She sighed inwardly, and simply brought her hot pot over and placed it between Yin Feng.

Xu Fan and his two chopsticks fell out and they both started shouting: "Hey, hey, hey..."

You Mingxu was too lazy to pay attention to them, so he lowered his head to continue eating. Seeing that Yin Feng was still hanging his head, he said lightly: "Don't you want to taste the taste? Eat quickly."

Yin Feng looked up and looked at her expression: "Okay!"

The two ate silently for a while, and You Mingxu asked, "I think it's delicious or bad now?"

Yin Feng hesitated for a moment and replied: "It's OK. I can eat it."

You Mingxu smiled and said slowly: "No matter whether it is delicious or not, you have to finish it. Do you understand? We should cherish food. We police often do tasks, and we can't eat this kind of thing at all. It's easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it's hard to go from extravagance to frugality."

He nodded vigorously and ate in big mouthfuls.

You Mingxu thought: Why did I educate him? I really treat myself as a fucking man, dad.

As a result, not long after, two tall policemen came over, smiled and looked a little embarrassed, and greeted You Mingxu: "Sister You." "Sister You."

You Mingxu: "Yes."

It’s not that You Mingxu is older than them, and she is famous for her. Sister You is like a nickname called Kai, and sometimes even the director blurts out. One policeman asks: “Is this writer Yin? I am his loyal book fan!” Another said: “So I!”

This time something happened to Yin Feng, people inside the police station have heard of it more or less.

You Mingxu didn't agree. Yin Feng looked at them and lowered his head to continue eating.

A policeman couldn't hide his excitement: "Yes! He looks exactly like the photos on the Internet. Writer Yin, can you sign me with an autograph?"

"I want an autograph too, can I? Writer Yin?"

The two took out the case handling notebook they carried with them and handed over the pen.

Yin Feng had no expression, and he didn't know if it was because of his habits before, or he didn't understand what they were saying. He just looked at them again, then looked at You Mingxu, as if he was waiting for the parents to speak.

You Mingxu suddenly felt that this situation was quite fresh.

So she nodded casually.

Yin Feng put down his chopsticks, took the notebook, and held the pen, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he wrote like flying, and he achieved it overnight. The word "Yin Feng" appeared on the paper.

Even though You Mingxu wrote ugly words, he could see that the signature was vigorous, crazy and domineering, and very beautiful.

After signing two names, he handed the items back and continued to eat. The two policemen looked at the signatures and then looked at the people. They were overjoyed. One of them asked carefully: "Writer Yin, can we... take a photo with you?"

This time, there is no need to ask for instructions from You Mingxu, Yin Feng's eyebrows have already frowned slightly.

You Mingxu said, "All right, they still have to eat. Isn't satisfied with getting the signature? Get out of here."

The two of them laughed, but they didn't want to force each other, so they thanked each other a few more times and left.
Chapter completed!