Chapter 7:

The car had already driven outside the fifth ring road, and gradually, the road began to fluctuate. Shen Shiyan, an authentic Beijinger, has never even been here. The car turned into a relatively wide road, and Meng Xintang slowed down, looking for people while driving. Shen Shiyan looked out of the window with him until he saw a girl sitting on the edge of a brick on the side of the road. Shen Shiyan pointed in that direction: "Is that the one?"
It was a short-haired girl, thin and small, wearing a plaid shirt and light-colored trousers, sitting there crying with a small schoolbag, and a man crouching beside him, kept giving her paper.
"Well, yes." Meng Xintang said and stopped the car.
"Little."
Meng Xintang shouted after getting out of the car.
The two people over there looked up at them while they heard the sound, and the little girl lowered her head and cried.
Meng Xintang and Shen Shiyan walked over, and the man who had crouched on the ground stood up and smiled helplessly at them.
It was already very hot, but the man in front was still wearing a long-sleeved white shirt, and the button was tied to the top one, which looked very solemn. But it is estimated that I have been out for a while, and I have sweat marks on my shoulders and chest.
"Hello," Meng Xintang said first. "Excuse me?"
"Hello, I'm ..." The man glanced at the little girl. "I'm here to do jiāo streaming. This girl seems to be my contact, but she just started crying when I saw her."
"Ah," Meng Xintang understood, and said quickly, "I'm sorry, I am also a worker here. What time is your jiāo flow?"
"One o'clock, it's too late."
The little girl was crying and her head was intermittently said, "But you ... you haven't ... eat ..."
Meng Xintang wanted to laugh a little. It's hard for her to remember it now, but who harmed her did not eat.
"I'm really sorry, so I'll contact a colleague right away and ask him to take you to the canteen inside for a meal. The meal in the canteen is okay and cool. The most important thing is to stop by the way.
The man obviously didn't care where to eat. He nodded and said politely, "OK, trouble."
Having said that, I glanced at the little girl next to me again.
Meng Xintang started to call. After two sentences, jiāo suddenly remembered what he had forgotten, and quickly asked: "Sorry, I haven't asked you how to call it."
"Shen Xihui." The man closed the document bag in his hand and stretched out a hand.
Also surnamed Shen? Shen Shiyan, who was always listening, could not help but glance at him.
When Meng Xintang knew the name, he suddenly said, "Long Yang name."
Someone came soon and left with Shen Xihui.
The little girl hadn't calmed down yet. Meng Xintang looked at the worn out paper next to her and lamented that Shen Xihui was really patient.
"Well, don't cry, it's no use crying."
Shen Shiyan was frightened by Meng Xintang's words, and his eyes suddenly turned to him. Sure enough, Meng Xintang's voice just fell, and the little girl cried louder. Meng Xintang did not know why, and met his eyes.
It seems that Meng Xintang said just now that he would not comfort people, and it was really not a nonsense.
Shen Shiyan didn't have time to introduce herself, and hurriedly handed two more sheets of paper to her, coaxing: "Get in the car first, it's too hot outside."
Speaking of which, it was the first time Meng Xintang saw the girl cry, and she cried so fiercely. He sat in the front seat and looked at Shen Shiyan, there was nothing he could do.
Shen Shiyan knocked the player a few times and picked up a relaxed song that was neither sad nor overly cheerful.
After a while, maybe crying tired, the little girl finally calmed down. She ignored Meng Xintang and silently held her schoolbag and looked out the window.
Shen Shiyan looked into the rearview mirror, and Meng Xintang shook his head slightly at him, signalling that he didn't have to worry too much. Although this girl is young and immature in some aspects, she is one of the few people who can use Meng Xintang to describe her "steel mind". She has set her goals and never thought that she would experience even the most powerful wind To stop, this mentality is put on Jiang Yan Xiao, it can also be said to be simple, a rare and valuable simplicity.
Shen Shiyan was also thinking about this. He was surprised. The little girl said nothing and adjusted her emotions there.
Just thinking, the people behind made a sudden noise, with a thick nasal sound, and their throats were shaking.
"Uncle, I want dessert."
Shen Shiyan almost suspected that he had been listening. He turned to look back and determined that she was not on the phone.
"Well, which one do you want to eat?" Meng Xintang responded quietly.
"Anyway."
"Oh, I forgot to tell you," Meng Xintang explained with a surprised look at Shen Shiyan. "Her grandfather and my mother are friends, and her father is a student of my mother, so strictly speaking , The two of us are a generation behind. "
At this moment, Meng Xintang had the opportunity to introduce Shen Shiyan.
"She's called Jiang Yanxiao, a great little girl. Xiaoxiao, this is Uncle Shen Shiyan, my friend."
Jiang Yanxiao leaned forward and bowed: "Uncle Shen is good."
"Hello there……"
Shen Shiyan still felt a little awkward. He wasn't called an uncle, but he only saw that he was so old. But I can figure it out, I know I will be 30 next year.
The academy's neighbourhood was deserted, and Meng Xintang went a long way before they found a dessert shop.
Jiang Yan Xiao stood at the counter to order, almost read the menu according to the menu, red eyes and buzzing words scared the salesperson more softly. Originally, Meng Xintang was still researching which one might be more delicious. Let Shen Shiyan eat it better. Looking at this posture, he does not need to study it.
The three of them sat down at a six-person table before putting down the pile of desserts.
At the beginning, Shen Shiyan and Meng Xintang sat side by side and looked at Jiangyan snacks. When she ate the sixth set, Shen Shiyan hurriedly took a plate in front of her, and returned Meng Xintang a plate.
"eat fast."
The girl had to eat this way and had to go to the hospital.
Meng Xintang glanced a little at the mango millennial under his eyelids, and murmured to Shen Shiyan's face, whispering, "Jīng is sure, I have not eaten dessert since I was seven."
Shen Shiyan just dug a large mouthful of Oreo Pan Halberd into his mouth, and the corner of his mouth was stained with a little black fine powder. Meng Xintang glanced down and reached out, took a piece of paper and handed it to him.
"Although it is bad for you to always eat dessert, it is not good to never eat it."
Meng Xintang froze and asked, "Is there such a statement?"
As a doctor, Shen Shiyan should still have authority.
He pondered for a while and said, "It's not good for some people, like me, not eating always affects my mood."
If it weren't for the tragic atmosphere on the table, Meng Xintang might really laugh.
At this moment, he felt that Shen Shiyan was right and contradictory and cute.
He watched Jiang Yanxiao and Shen Shiyan quickly clear the table full of things in front of him. After the incident, Shen Shiyan asked Jiang Yanxiao: "Are you full?"
Jiang Yan shook his head: "I still want to drink."
Shen Shiyan said nothing, she got to order her when she got up, and Meng Xintang immediately stood up, thinking about how she had to pay for it herself. As a result, Shen Shiyan pressed him down and said, "You don't know what to do."
During the whole journey, Jiang Yanxiao didn't mention the teacher any more, but suddenly looked up at Meng Xintang when the battle was about to end.