aircannonsinc Chapter 306 Slurping a Bowl of Hometown Noodles
Chapter 306 Slurping a Bowl of Hometown Noodles
Chapter 306 Slurping a Bowl of Hometown Noodles
The bedroom was quiet in the early morning.
Yu Huan gazed at Lin Yourong's serene and beautiful sleeping face, finding her stunning no matter how she looked at it!
After observing for a moment, he slowly walked towards the balcony.
He opened the drawer, rummaged through it carefully, and took out a ballpoint pen and a sticky notepad. The edges of the pages were slightly yellowed, and the marks of time were clearly visible; they were obviously quite old.
Yu Huan picked up her pen, bent down slightly, and wrote on the sticky note:
My dearest wife:
'You can sleep peacefully. I'm taking Yu Chengcheng to the airport.'
'Love you!'
I checked the handwriting to make sure it was correct, then drew a neat heart to cover the handwriting before tearing the page out.
I gently ran my fingertips over the back of her phone and noticed it was still a little sticky, so I moved to the bedside and stuck it to the back of her phone.
That way, she'll at least see it.
Then, he turned and quietly left the bedroom.
"Good morning, Huan-ge!"
Upon hearing the greeting, Yu Huan quickly turned around.
Yu Chengcheng, whose hair was as messy as a bird's nest, was standing at the door of the second bedroom next door. He quickly raised his index finger and shushed her.
Upon seeing this, Yu Chengcheng abruptly stopped speaking.
Yu Huan turned around, gently closed the bedroom door, a smile appearing on her face, and said, "I'll take you to the airport. There's still time. Let her sleep a little longer."
Yu Chengcheng was smoothing her messy hair when she heard this and immediately teased with a smile, "Oh my, you love your wife so much?"
"Absolutely." Yu Huan raised her chin and strode towards the bathroom, intending to wash up first.
In the living room, the dim light, like a thin veil, casts a blurry outline of the furniture and appliances.
Yu Chengcheng only slept for five or six hours, but compared to Yu Huan, who was a little tired, she was full of energy.
She gracefully moved to the sofa and sat down. Without even looking in the mirror, she gathered her hair to the right and quickly and deftly braided it into a side braid.
When Yu Chengcheng entered the bathroom, she saw Yu Huan bending over the tap rinsing off the foam from his face and couldn't help but tease him, "Huan-ge, you still use face wash? Are you living such a refined life?"
The warm water flowed over Yu Huan's cheeks, seemingly taking away much of her weariness as well.
He held his breath slightly, rubbed his face with both hands, and slowly replied, "When we were shopping at the supermarket, Sister Rong insisted on buying it for me no matter how much she pleaded with her."
Yu Chengcheng's gaze swept lightly across the table, and the small black and green plastic bottle stood out.
Looking at the tiny print that stood out so clearly in the lamplight, she smiled and read it out slowly and deliberately: "Mentholatum Anti-Blackhead Volcanic Mud Cleanser".
"Yes, it is." Yu Huan replied.
Yu Chengcheng scratched the back of her head: "Let me use your face wash. I'm too lazy to get it from my suitcase."
Yu Huan raised her arm, took a dry towel from the rack, wiped the water off her face, and pointed with her other hand to a white tube of facial cleanser on the table.
"You use this."
Upon hearing this, Yu Chengcheng casually picked it up and glanced at the English on it: "La Mer - is this one with Sister Rong?"
"Ah."
"Brother Huan, isn't this a bit inappropriate?" She glanced at the bottles and jars on the table again; the packaging was clearly part of the same set as this one.
"What's wrong with what you're saying?"
Yu Chengcheng chuckled and joked, "Not to mention anything else, the face wash, toner, serum, and face cream alone must have cost me at least several tens of yuan, right?"
"Huh?" Yu Huan looked completely bewildered.
He doesn't know much about cosmetics; he can only name a few well-known brands.
And this huge bottle of Mentholatum only costs thirty-nine!
Seeing his expression, Yu Chengcheng smiled and explained carefully, "Sister You Rong's skincare set is called La Mer, a high-end brand under Estée Lauder. It's quite expensive. I see there's also a serum and eye cream, all from the same series. A set must cost several thousand!"
Yu Huan nodded thoughtfully.
If you were working at a newspaper, your monthly salary wouldn't even be enough to buy your wife a set of skincare products...
fall!
Considering it wasn't anything particularly valuable...
Yu Huan casually hung the towel on the rack, turned around and walked towards the bathroom, saying with a smile, "Just use it normally, you have Sister Rong's character and you're not stingy."
"Okay!" Yu Chengcheng rolled up her sleeves.
Yu Huan went into the bathroom again, intending to wash his underwear and then hang it on the balcony to dry.
You can look towards the corner near the door...
I hadn't noticed before, but now I realized it was just a bucket, completely empty.
He thought for a moment, then turned around and looked at the washing machine on the side outside the toilet door, lifted the lid and took a look.
But she found that the underwear she had changed out of last night had been twisted into a loose braid and placed on top of a small pile of clothes.
It looks like it has been scrubbed and washed.
The first wife quietly helped him put away his underwear?
when?
However, according to his secret observations, his first wife always washed her underwear by hand and never put it in the washing machine.
The Pure Love Warrior has a more delicate mind, probably because of Yu Chengcheng's presence.
Furthermore, it gets too damp at night, making it difficult to dry clothes.
After thinking for a moment, Yu Huan couldn't help but scratch his chin.
The sound of rushing water reached his ears. He turned his head and glanced at the sink by the entrance, where he saw Yu Chengcheng bending down and washing her face with water.
Yu Huan closed the washing machine lid and, as she passed by her from behind, reminded her, "Hurry up, or you'll be in a rush."
"Oh," Yu Chengcheng mumbled in response.
Yu Huan strolled to the living room, picked up the electronic pet machine from the bedside table, and then sat on the sofa to feed it and play with it for a few minutes.
Seeing Yu Chengcheng quickly walk out of the bathroom, he immediately got up and went to the shoe cabinet to change his shoes.
My gaze fell on the backpack on top of the small suitcase. It looked flat and didn't seem to contain much, so I decided to pack some snacks for her.
Yu Chengcheng walked into the bedroom, took the charger from the socket by the bed, and picked up the baseball cap from the desk next to the bed, putting it on her head.
When she returned to the living room, she saw Yu Huan standing in front of the TV cabinet, holding her backpack and stuffing it with snacks...
My backpack is stuffed full!
She rushed forward in three strides, simultaneously raising her hand like the Buddha's Palm, and said, "Brother Huan! Enough, stop pretending—"
Yu Huan looked up and smiled, saying, "I didn't pack any snacks containing meat. They're all Chinese specialties that can pass customs and security checks!"
"That……"
Yu Chengcheng walked closer, peeked into the bag, and said:
"Give me more spicy food!"
"No problem." Yu Huan nodded slightly.
A few moments.
After getting ready, the two cousins quickly went downstairs without any hesitation.
Yu Huan helped her carry her suitcase, and amidst the continuous footsteps, she said with a smile, "Orange, would you like to have one last bowl of noodles from your hometown?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Chengcheng nodded without hesitation and replied, "Sigh!"
Stepping out of the building, in the gentle breeze, she looked up and gazed at the dimly lit sky, taking a deep breath and suppressing her reluctance to leave.
With his hands resting on the shoulder straps, he waited quietly for Yu Huan to drive the little BMW out.
One of them got on the bus, and the other got off.
Yu Huan pulled down and locked the roller shutter door, returned to the car, and fastened her seatbelt.
Turning to the passenger seat, glancing at Yu Chengcheng's profile under the brim of her hat, he casually asked, "Did your mother go to Tancheng?"
He left the day before yesterday.
Yu Huan released the handbrake, a smile appearing on his face, and said, "After you go to New York, hurry up and finish your credits. I might come visit you in a few months."
Hearing this, Yu Chengcheng was surprised but also delighted: "Really? Are you and Sister You Rong going on a trip abroad?"
Yu Huan lightly pressed the accelerator and nodded.
The matter was settled in secret, so without much fuss, I went along with her and said, "More or less."
As for whether Lin Yourong will go or not, it's really hard to say. She's quite relaxed now, but once she's on the stage of "I Am a Singer," she'll definitely be busy for a long time.
It’s hard to say. It’s hard to say.
Yu Chengcheng rubbed her hands together, beaming with delight: "Then I'll be your tour guide! By the way, how long are you planning to stay in the US?"
This sudden news instantly dispelled the gloom that had been hanging over her.
Yu Huan gently turned the steering wheel with his left hand, while his right hand rested casually on the gear shift lever, and said, "As for how long we'll stay, it depends on the situation."
Anyway, he won't be at work by then, so he'll have plenty of free time.
But if Lin Yourong is busy, he will definitely handle everything quickly and leave, only to return shortly after.
Yu Chengcheng said with a grin, "Applying for a visa is such a hassle! And plane tickets are so expensive! You'll probably be traveling for at least a month, right?"
Hear the words.
Yu Huan smiled and said, "So, you should just hurry up and get your credits."
Yu Chengcheng nodded vigorously, "Okay, okay, I'll definitely work hard to get the credits and then I'll show you guys a good time!"
After leaving the dormitory area, the BMW sped along the main road for more than ten minutes.
Without taking a detour, Yu Huan arrived at the noodle shop he used to frequent when he lived in the Lion Mountain community.
Upon arriving at this location, the already narrow two-lane road appeared even more cramped due to the numerous vehicles parked along the roadside.
Yu Huan cautiously pressed the accelerator, keeping the speed at 30 mph, so as not to encounter a sudden, unexpected pedestrian appearing out of nowhere and not having time to react.
He turned his head and looked out the car window at the familiar old buildings, saying with a sigh, "I lived here for more than half a year after I graduated and started working."
"No wonder you brought me here specifically for noodles." Yu Chengcheng looked around. "Back to familiar places, huh?"
"The noodles here are the best!" Yu Huan turned the steering wheel to the right and parked the BMW on the side of the road.
The sun hid behind the clouds, letting out only a faint, hazy light.
The lettering on the noodle shop's signboard was slightly faded and blurry, and the electric noodle cooker placed at the entrance of the shop emitted wisps of steam.
Without hesitation, Yu Huan ordered two bowls of spicy beef noodles from the busy owner in front of her.
Upon entering the shop, one sees only a few customers scattered around, a few simple tables and chairs arranged somewhat crampedly, and the tiles on the walls already yellowed.
They found an empty seat in the corner and sat facing each other...
Not a moment.
Yu Chengcheng took a sip of the bright red, oily broth with relish.
Feeling the numbing spiciness dancing on my tongue, the chill that had gripped me seemed to vanish, and my whole body warmed up.
She put down her bowl, let out a long sigh of relief, stood up and said, "That was great—I'm finished eating, let's go, Huan-ge."
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan, who had already put down her chopsticks, put her phone back in her pocket and took out her wallet to pay the bill.
The two went out one after the other.
Yu Chengcheng watched Yu Huan's retreating figure and suddenly said half-jokingly, "Brother Huan, when I become successful in the future, I will definitely treat you to the best of everything!"
Yu Huan walked around the front of the car to the driver's seat, and all she could hear was the whooshing sound of the wind and her cheerful voice.
Although Yu Chengcheng did often treat his buddies to lavish meals after becoming successful in his previous life, he jokingly said, "I'll have to look forward to it, lest I wait until my hair turns white!"
"What you're saying—the probability of me making it big is actually quite high, okay!"
Yu Chengcheng scraped the scallion off her front teeth with the tip of her tongue and opened the car door.
With his stomach full of food, Yu Huan, who was sleep-deprived, felt a slight boost in his spirits, and even felt a bit more power in his right foot when pressing the accelerator.
We sped along the road and arrived at the airport terminal in less than half an hour.
Yu Huan pressed her foot on the brake pedal and glanced at Yu Chengcheng standing outside the car, lightly dragging her suitcase down from the back seat.
He waved to her, smiled, and said goodbye: "Orange, see you in New York next time!"
"See you in New York!" Yu Chengcheng waved vigorously.
"Safe journey!"
"Okay! Goodbye, Huan-ge!" With that, Yu Chengcheng gently closed the car door.
Yu Huan watched her turn and walk away, then turned back, released the brake, and stepped on the gas...
As the time drew closer to nine o'clock, it was as if an invisible hand was slowly parting the clouds in the sky, revealing the sun behind them, and the sky gradually brightened.
Yu Huan hurried along, slightly out of breath.
He had just stepped into the Lianhe Zaobao building when his cell phone suddenly vibrated and rang.
When he raised his hand and saw the word 'wife' displayed on the screen, his steps unconsciously slowed down, and he quickly swiped his finger across the answer button, holding the phone to his ear.
"crooked?"
My wife's languid voice came through the receiver, slightly hoarse, clearly indicating she had just woken up.
Yu Huan glanced at the empty lobby, where there were very few people, and quickly hurried toward the elevator.
A smile involuntarily crept onto his lips as he said softly, "You're awake."
"Why didn't you wake me up this morning!" Lin Yourong asked with a hint of reproach in her voice, "Where are you?"
Yu Huan glanced at the young man next to her who was also waiting for the elevator, lowered her voice and said, "I wanted you to sleep a little longer! We just dropped off Yu Chengcheng and arrived at the Morning Post building. We're about to take the elevator upstairs."
"Oh? Aren't you going to be late? Hurry up and get in the elevator, I'll talk to you later—"
Before the urgent words could even finish...
A "beep" sounded in his ear, and Yu Huan couldn't help but laugh and shake his head.
It was only 8:58 a.m., and two minutes was enough time for him to get to the twelfth floor.
As a key figure in the new media department, this is a piece of cake.
After arriving at the workplace, I held a routine morning meeting for both new and veteran employees, praising Chen Yaoyao extensively.
When asked about his outstanding performance in maintaining control of the overall situation after he had to leave yesterday afternoon, he gave a big thumbs up, which made Chen Yaoyao, who was in front of everyone, blush with excitement.
It's Thursday, and he doesn't have much to do.
After returning to his personal office from the meeting, he briefly reviewed the documents sent by Chen Yaoyao before collapsing into his chair.
Yu Huan glanced at the banner with the eight characters "Visionary and far-sighted, a pillar of strength" hanging on the wall, and put on her headphones without any emotional reaction, falling into a state of slacking off.
Listening to music, writing lyrics and composing music, paying attention to cryptocurrencies—time always flies by when you're slacking off. Before you know it, a morning has passed in the blink of an eye.
It wasn't until a crisp knock on the door, drowning out Jay Chou's "Red Dust Inn," entered her ears that Yu Huan snapped out of her carefree slacking off.
A glance at the bottom right corner of the computer screen revealed that it was already 12:30, lunchtime.
Normally, he would have rushed into the elevator by now.
Yu Huan took off her headphones, cleared her throat, and said loudly, "Please come in."
The door had just opened a crack when Wang Xianjiao, with a slightly flat figure, slipped in and greeted him with a beaming smile: "Brother Yu!"
"Eh--"
Yu Huan moved the mouse slightly, closed the webpage, and said with a smile:
"It's lunchtime, why aren't you downstairs to the cafeteria? What are you doing here looking for me?"
Wang Xianjiao closed the door, walked to the desk, pulled up a chair and sat down, saying, "I saw it was lunch break and you hadn't left your office, so I thought I'd come and chat with you for a bit!"
Yu Huan smiled and asked, "What good news about Lin Su do you have to tell me now?"
Wang Xianjiao, who had been seen through, scratched her head: "It's not all good news."
"Hmm?" Yu Huan frowned slightly.
Seeing this, Wang Xianjiao quickly got straight to the point: "That rumor about the Cartier endorsement has been circulating for a long time, and it's finally been officially announced today. It's not Su Su, it's Zhou Yu!"
As someone who knew the inside story, Yu Huan wasn't surprised.
He nodded slightly and asked, "And the good news?"
"The good news is that as soon as this news was officially announced, Zhou Yu immediately posted on Weibo to recommend Su Su's new song 'Time Thief'!"
Wang Xianjiao stroked her chin with her fingertips and said with a hint of doubt:
"Susu hasn't dealt with many people in the entertainment industry, and she's never even met Zhou Yu. Brother Yu, isn't that strange?"
Yu Huan chuckled lightly: "Is there some conspiracy theory going on in the sapling group again?"
(End of this chapter)