Chapter 310 The White Moonlight of the Surgeon General (13)
After that night, neither of them deliberately mentioned the matter again, but it seemed that they had tacitly finalized the agreement with the University of Washington.
Unless he is suddenly transferred to the emergency room to help, he will be online at seven o'clock every night to give her key points.
In addition, she also asked her classmates to help her get a pile of review materials for professional courses from the Graduate School of Huada University.
Out of gratitude, Xu Yin decided to make him some clothes.
But the old man is suitable for Tang suit, what should I do for him?
I thought that every time he appeared, he would wear a solid-color shirt, either white or light blue, so I decided to just make a shirt.
However, when choosing a color, her beautiful eyes moved and she deliberately chose an ascetic black color.
It is completely different from his usual casual and breezy dressing style.
In a blink of an eye, it’s June 28th, the old man’s birthday on the lunar calendar.
The night before, the old lady called and said that the place at home was too small, and her son had already booked a hotel. He would take a taxi to the hotel after getting off the plane, and I would meet him directly at the hotel today.
Xu Dingguo booked Yanwei Restaurant, which was very close to the hotel where his family was staying.
But from Shijingfang Alley, the subway cannot be reached, and the bus has to be transferred three times. Xu Yin was about to call a taxi.
Mr. Gu is here.
"What kind of taxi are you taking? Xi Xi is here to pick us up."
“Xi Xi doesn’t go to work?” Grandpa Xu said in surprise, today is not a holiday.
"He said that he and his colleagues had changed shifts. It was time to change! Let me tell you, this hospital is too busy at work. There is no day off, and we are on duty every day at night. It is rare to call him, and there is a busy signal, and it takes a long time to reply. I…"
Hearing Mr. Gu's thoughts, Xu Yin ran away with a guilty conscience: "Grandpa, I'll make you a pot of tea."
It was nine o'clock in the morning. The vegetable shop at the entrance of the alley was doing very well. Gu Xijin couldn't find a parking space, so she called Xu Yin.
Mr. Gu was quite surprised when he saw this: "Hey, that brat actually has Yin Yatou's phone number?"
“He and Yinyin go to the same high school, and they came back together from the last class reunion.” Grandpa Xu didn’t think about anything else at all.
It was Mr. Gu who touched his chin, thoughtfully.
When getting on the bus, he deliberately glanced at his grandson, then glanced back at Xu Yin in the back row, and then looked back at his grandson.
Gu Xijin laughed helplessly: "I'll tell you when I get home."
Lao Gu realized: Is this a disguised admission of a situation?
So **** is still spicy when old! As soon as he made a phone call, he got the clue.
Just like Lao Xutou, my granddaughter was about to be snatched away by a wolf dog outside, and she still let it go.
Grandpa Xu is indeed very happy today.
Although the old woman and her son are not in harmony, her granddaughter is sensible and filial. Not only did she make him a new set of clothes with her own hands, but she was busy in the kitchen early this morning and cooked him a bowl of longevity noodles. Longevity noodles.
"Lao Gu, you don't know, Yin Yinla's hands are so thin and long that she can make a bowl of noodles with just one noodle. I'm still burping full after eating it. There's also a soft-boiled double-poached egg on it. No. You know how she picked them, every dozen eggs are double yolks."
Seeing that he was the birthday boy today, Mr. Gu stopped quarreling with him and said cheerfully: "Yinyin's craftsmanship is really amazing! Qian'er's fried mussel meat and stewed mussel broth are so fresh that I can't wait to see him. I still think about it now.”
"Drive your car!" Mr. Gu was unhappy and glared at his grandson, "What are you doing for a meal? Yin Yin invited me to eat, right, girl Yin?" "Yes." Xu Yin replied with a smile.
She bought some large river clams that day, and there was a lot of mussel meat, so she simply made a clam and ate two: she made a Ganoderma lucidum and clam meat medicinal soup and stir-fried a young garlic sprout.
Before he retired, Mr. Gu was a big-shot leader in the system. What kind of delicacies have he never tasted? But it is rare for Xu Yin to make herbal food so delicious and fragrant.
Hearing this, Gu Xijin glanced at someone through the rearview mirror.
Arrived at the hotel and got out of the car, she deliberately locked the door on her side alone. After the car stopped, she got out of the car, walked around to the other side, opened the door for Grandpa Xu, and put her hand on the door to prevent him from hitting his head.
Xu Yin did not open the door on the other side, so she had to move to this end and get off the car.
Gu Xijin’s left hand was still on the car door. When she got out of the car, he supported her with his right hand, as if holding her in his arms.
While the two old men were walking in front of her, he leaned into her ear and whispered: "When will you pay me back the food you owe me?"
Xu Yin gave him a funny look: "Didn't you say forget it?"
…”
When did he say that?
“On the day of the party, you said it as if you didn’t say it.”
…”
It’s my fault that he was quick to talk back then, can you take it back now?
Xu Yin took a few steps back and made a face at him: "There is no such shop in this village, haha!"
Then he turned around and trotted to catch up with Grandpa Xu and the others, and helped the old man into the hotel.
Gu Xijin felt helpless and funny for a moment.
This round, she won.
…
Yanwei Restaurant, Songhe Yannian private room.
Xu Dingguo answered the phone while smoking.
Current wife Chen Meijiao is yelling at her son: "Don't play games! Give me your cell phone! You haven't even entered junior high school yet, and you already wear glasses. Do you want to be blind in the future?"
The old lady couldn't bear to let her grandson get scolded, so she muttered and advised: "During the summer vacation, he doesn't go to school, so if he wants to play, let him play for a while. Myopia is not necessarily caused by playing games. People say that most of it is caused by playing games." Heredity…”
“Mom, what do you mean? Did you say that I passed it on to my baby?”
"I didn't say that..." the old lady curled her lips.
"You didn't say it clearly, but that's what you said! Xu Dingguo is not myopic, I am myopic, and you said something about inheritance. Isn't it obvious that you are talking about me?"
"Okay, okay!" Xu Dingguo hung up the phone and threw the phone on the table. "Are you two annoyed? You start arguing over trivial matters, and my business is ruined by you!"
At this time, the old lady did not care about the quarrel with her daughter-in-law, and asked with concern: "What kind of business is this?"
"It's not the Shenzhen-Hong Kong line project. In the final analysis, they are still waiting for our sincerity. Mom, Dad will be here soon. You can persuade him. When the time comes, Lan Di will go to Shijingfang Lane to discuss the demolition, and let Dad take the lead in persuading him. I would like to advise my neighbors that if a developer is willing to demolish a decades-old house, it will be like money coming to your doorstep. What a great thing! As long as the demolition matter is settled, I will surely win the business of the Shenzhen-Hong Kong line. .”
"That's right!" Chen Meijiao also persuaded the old lady, "The old bungalow is dark and humid. Living there is not as comfortable as a high-rise or a small high-rise. Mom, you have lived with us for so many years, and now we ask you to live in a small bungalow in the alley. You Are you happy?"
Of course the old lady is not happy. What’s so good about that old house in the alley? It’s freezing in the winter and too hot in the summer. When the tide returns in spring and summer, it’s wet inside and outside. When she went to Nancheng to take care of her grandson, she persuaded the old man to sell the house in the alley and move to Nancheng, but the old man refused to sell it.
(End of this chapter)