After six o'clock in the afternoon, Yu Zhiming was sent back to Zijinyuan's residence by Gu Qingning.
The body still has a low fever, and Yu Zhiming looks a little droopy.
He lay down on the sofa in the living room and said, "Qing Ning, you don't have to worry about me. I'll just cook some dumplings for dinner."
"Go and play with your girlfriends and friends."
Gu Qingning chuckled and said: "Aren't you ignoring the sick? It's too early now."
"Why would something like this happen when you have the seven-year itch?"
Yu Zhiming pulled over a doll pillow and put it under him to make himself lie down more comfortably.
"Qing Ning, you are really thinking long term."
Gu Qingning smiled, poured a cup of hot water for Yu Zhiming, and soaked a slice of fresh lemon.
At this time, Yu Zhiming's cell phone rang.
It's a call from my second sister, Yu Weidan.
"Second sister, what's the matter?"
Yu Zhiming asked lazily, but what he heard from the phone was the voice of his second brother-in-law Qi Bin.
"Lao Wu, your second sister and I are at the ATM at the ICBC branch near the community where we live."
"Listen to the sound of the button first."
The next moment, Yu Zhiming heard the beeping sounds of several buttons from the other end of the phone.
"Lao Wu, I pressed these buttons in sequence from 0 to 1 and then to 9. Can you tell the difference clearly?"
Yu Zhiming pondered and said: "The sound of the button presses is quite clear, I can distinguish it."
"Brother-in-law, what are you doing?"
Qi Bin sighed softly during the call and said: "Lao Wu, there is a family in our community, and the couple is driving a big car."
"Yesterday, there was a car accident."
"Both of them were seriously injured and are still in a coma with no signs of waking up."
"Oh, it's quite miserable. The child at home is only five years old."
"They need money to treat their injuries, but the elderly at home don't know the password of their bank card."
"Their parents came to me for help with their mobile phones and bank cards."
"In the chat history of the couple's mobile phone, I found a record of the voice call between the two of them withdrawing money from an ATM."
"It should be this bank branch."
"Lao Wu, can you help me listen to the password?"
When Yu Zhiming heard what happened, he stood up quickly and concentrated his attention.
"Brother-in-law, please play the recording and let me see if I can tell the difference..."
A moment later, Yu Zhiming heard the voice of a strange man coming from his mobile phone.
"Daughter-in-law, I'm at the bank. How much money do I need to withdraw?"
"Three thousand?"
"Oh, I see."
"After I withdraw the money, what food do I need to buy back? Is there any meat at home..."
In this voice, Yu Zhiming heard the sound of inserting a bank card.
I also heard a few "beep" button sounds.
Following this sound, Yu Zhiming's eyes seemed to penetrate the barrier of time and space and saw a dynamic picture...
A man with unkempt appearance and messy hair was talking while holding a mobile phone in one hand. With his other hand, he stretched out a thick finger and pressed the button of the ATM machine several times hard and quickly.<
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Yu Zhiming followed the pressing movement of the man's fingers and read out the numbers one after another from his mouth.
"2,4,6,8,7,4."
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These numbers were repeated by Qi Bin on the other end of the call, and then his voice sounded urgently again.
"Uncle Xu, Aunt Xu, please come over quickly and try these numbers to see if they are the password..."
After a while, a surprise sound sounded.
"It's really a password."
"Lao Wu, you are really a god..."
After the call with Qi Bin ended, Yu Zhiming felt that his whole person felt lighter.
The feeling of doing good things for others is indeed different. It can make the body and mind happy and refresh the mind.
Gu Qingning walked out of the kitchen carrying a plate of cut fruits and said with a smile: "Be careful when entering passwords in front of you in the future."
"You found out if I wasn't careful."
Yu Zhiming smiled and said: "I don't have voyeurism, and I won't keep an eye on other people's privacy."
"Only when I pay special attention with my heart can I hear the message I want to hear."
"So, you don't have to worry blindly."
Gu Qingning hummed: "Who knows when you will become interested in prying into privacy?"
"It's right to be cautious in front of you."
Speaking of this, Gu Qingning suddenly asked: "Zhiming, you have heard a lot of bad things about you whispered by others, right?"
Yu Zhiming nodded and said: "I have indeed heard a lot."
"So, I don't have many friends. If the water is clear, there will be no fish, and if the people are careful, there will be no disciples."
"It is only in the past few years that I have truly understood this truth and no longer worry about other people's opinions."
After Yu Zhiming ate two pieces of fruit, he suddenly found that Gu Qing Ning had become silent.
"What are you thinking about? Are you so involved?"
Gu Qingning pursed her lips and said: "I suddenly remembered that I said a lot of bad things about you behind your back before, and even scolded you."
"I finally understand why you still feel a little distant from me. It turns out that's how the estrangement is caused."
Yu Zhiming laughed and said, "It's not at all that you are gnashing your teeth at me behind my back."
"What's the reason?" Gu Qingning asked.
"Yes..."
Yu Zhiming suddenly felt stuck.
He thought for a moment and said: "I don't know, maybe it's because I don't belong to the right family?"
"I am considered a Phoenix man from the countryside, and you are a socialite, the daughter of a rich family."
"Not only that, you are so submissive and submissive, which makes me feel unreal."
Gu Qingning said with a serious face: "I don't feel like I'm being unfair, I'm just trying to make ends meet!"
"I feel quite comfortable and at ease with you."
Yu Zhiming couldn't help scratching his head.
"That must be my fault?"
"The inferiority complex hidden deep in your bones?"
Yu Zhiming made a profound self-analysis: "After all, I have been blind for more than ten years. Although my eyesight has recovered now, it can be considered a small achievement, but I still have sensitivity and low self-esteem."
Gu Qingning nodded in agreement and said: "There must be this factor, which makes you not believe that such a beautiful thing can happen to you."
"For example, how could a fairy like me, who has a good figure, good looks, good character, and such good conditions, fall hopelessly in love with you."
"You are resisting in your heart and feel that you are not worthy of being liked by a perfect girl like me."
Yu Zhiming opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
In the end, he couldn't help but said: "Gu Qingning, your arrogance and narcissism are not much inferior to my sensitivity and inferiority."
Gu Qingning snorted twice, stood up and threw a pair of big white eyes at Yu Zhiming arrogantly.
"Just eating dumplings for dinner?"
"I want to eat a full Han Dynasty banquet, but you can't do it..."
The two of them had dinner together, and Yu Zhiming did not go back to the bedroom to rest or read.
He lay on the sofa, chatting with Gu Qingning all the time, and occasionally watching TV.
After eight o'clock in the evening, Yu Xiangwan came back and announced a big news to them.
"Xiangwan Canteen will be open next Friday."
"Sister, have you found the chef?" Yu Zhiming asked with concern.
Yu Xiangwan swallowed the fruit in his mouth and said with excitement: "Zhang Bai and I have agreed that the dishes will be mainly steamed vegetables in large bowls like those at rural banquets, and paired with seasonal vegetables."
"This kind of steamed vegetables can be prepared in advance, and the amount of vegetables can be large, which can save a lot of labor."
"Dad said that Uncle Pan and his son from the village will come to Binhai to help us next Tuesday."
Yu Zhiming just grinned and questioned: "Can the banquet in my hometown suit the taste of Binhai people?"
"Besides, those kinds of steamed vegetables generally have too much oil and water, so they are not suitable for the patient's stomach?"
Yu Xiangwan said eloquently: "The steamed vegetables for banquets in our hometown are considered authentic Shandong cuisine."
"Shandong cuisine is eaten all over the country."
"As for patients, we also have a separate cooking window for processing imported materials, which can meet their needs."
Yu Xiangwan further explained: "Zhang Bai said that we would do a trial operation for a period of time so that the boat can be turned around. If it doesn't work, we will change the menu. First, find out the source of the diners in the canteen."
She sighed again: "It's a little far from Huashan Hospital, and the nearby residential areas are a bit scattered."
"The target customer group is not easy to grasp."
When Yu Zhiming heard what the fourth sister said, he felt a little unreliable.
The future of small canteens is a bit worrying.
"Lao Wu, on the opening day, remember to bring your colleagues over to support you."
Yu Zhiming quickly responded: "That's for sure, sister, don't worry, I will definitely treat my colleagues to a big meal that day."
He then suggested: "Sister, you can consider takeout. Many restaurants rely on takeout to survive."
Yu Xiangwan looked like he had already planned it, and said: "The takeaway platform deducts too many points."
"After the reputation of the small canteen increases, I will slowly form a takeout group and hire people to deliver takeout myself..."
Yes, the goal is quite ambitious.
Although Yu Zhiming was a little worried, he didn't want to pour cold water on the fourth sister who was in high spirits.
His feelings as a layman may not be correct.
If the fourth sister's small canteen hits the right path, there is a possibility that it will become popular all of a sudden.
At this time, the cough coming from the TV attracted the attention of Yu Zhiming and others.
A TV series was being played on the TV. A man in his thirties was bending over and coughing violently.
The next moment, the tissue in the man's hand opened, and bright red blood stains appeared on it.
Yu Xiangwan curled his lips and said: "Today's screenwriters don't have any new ideas. The blood-coughing plot in a costume TV series eight hundred years ago still appears in modern dramas."
But Yu Zhiming said seriously: "This actor is really coughing, I can hear it."
"There's something really wrong with his lungs, it's quite serious."
Gu Qingning picked up her mobile phone and said: "I searched and found that there is a long time difference between the filming of the TV series and the broadcast."
[To tell you the truth, I have been using the Huanyuan app recently to read and catch up on new books. It allows me to switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. .huanyuanapp is available for Android and Apple.]
"If this actor's lungs are really sick, there should be news on the Internet."
After searching for a while, Gu Qingning said with confusion: "As of today, there is no news on the Internet that this actor named Lin Min is sick."
"His status says that he is filming a drama."
"Did you hear wrongly?"
"Or maybe the cough he acted was too realistic?"
Yu Zhiming insisted seriously: "I won't hear wrong..."
