Following the voice, Fu Xueyao found the person who called her. The woman was sitting in the last row, as if she was worried that she didn't see him, and waved her hand specially.
That person was Qiao Wanzhi, and the seat next to her seemed to be empty.
Fu Xueyao guessed that the position should be reserved for her.
But she didn't walk over immediately, she just smiled at her. It would be a big shame if she was being sentimental.
After all, the two of them had exchanged a few words before during the warm-house reception, and they were all polite words, and they couldn't even be called acquaintances.
The bus would not leave for another five minutes, and Fu Xueyao felt that that seat might be reserved for other people.
Seeing Qiao Wanzhi patting the seat, Fu Xueyao realized that the seat was indeed reserved for her.
She walked to the last row in small steps, with a gentle smile on her lips: "Can I sit in this seat?"
Qiao Wanzhi nodded.
Fu Xueyao then sat down, turned her head and thanked with a smile: "Thank you."
In fact, most people would choose to sit in the front when riding in this kind of car. Qiao Wanzhi was the first to get on the bus. If she wanted to choose, she could sit in the front, which is convenient for getting off and less prone to motion sickness.
She thought that Qiao Wanzhi chose to sit in the corner of the last row because of her personality.
This is the safest place for people with social fears, and they will basically not be disturbed.
She still admired Qiao Wanzhi. This cold and cold image was deeply rooted in people's hearts.
Standing there silently, she looks like a cold sister who is not easy to talk to. She is much more like her than she pretends to be.
Qiao Wanzhi withdrew her eyes from Fu Xueyao and replied lightly: "You're welcome."
Her voice should be closer to her character. Although her tone sounded cold and indifferent, her voice was sweet.
While waiting for a few minutes, several more people came up one after another.
The car seemed even more crowded.
The noise was also more obvious, including voices, laughter, and children crying.
The inside of the car gradually started to get stuffy.
Qiao Wanzhi might have the same feeling as her, so she opened the car window halfway.
Breathing in the morning breeze, Fu Xueyao felt much more comfortable.
Thinking of the breakfast in her bag, Fu Xueyao wanted to take it out and eat it now.
It was the cake she made last night, and she also brought the milk she had soaked when she got up.
Thinking of the person sitting next to her who occupied a seat for her, Fu Xueyao asked, "Have you had breakfast?"
Qiao Wanzhi, who was leaning on the window sill, turned sideways. She hadn't had breakfast yet.
She was used to buying something from the stall at the door when she went to school.
Just when she wanted to say that she had eaten, her eyes suddenly caught sight of the lifelike cake in Fu Xueyao's hand.
Although she didn't know the taste, the look really touched her heart.
The food cooked by Fu Xueyao was really delicious. The last meal could be said to be the best she had eaten in so many years.
Thinking of the delicious feast last time, Qiao Wanzhi couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
She blinked and whispered softly, "I haven't eaten yet."
Fu Xueyao smiled, her appearance was similar to that of working hard that day.
"Then let's eat together."
Fu Xueyao placed the box of pastries between the two of them.
“The purple and white one is yam and taro cake, and the green and white one is yam and mung bean cake. Let’s see which flavor you prefer.
Qiao Wanzhi stared at the box without moving. She felt that she liked to eat it.
The shapes of the pastries are very exquisite, and each pastry is like a beautiful flower.
Looking at it, she couldn't bear to eat it.
Qiao Wanzhi couldn't help but ask: "Did you make this one by one?"
Fu Xueyao shook her head: "No, it's the shape made after mixing the fillings and putting them into the mold."
"If I pinch them one by one, I think my hands will be useless."
When coming from home, Fu Xueyao brought some molds that Father Lu had made before.
Anyway, if you put them away together, they won’t take up much space.
She would definitely make some pastries at home, and since she didn't have to sell the molds, she could only bring them from home.
In fact, you can find a carpenter to do it, but it is already there, so why bother with it.
Hearing what Fu Xueyao said, Qiao Wanzhi couldn't help but raise her lips in laughter.
Fu Xueyao was more interesting than she imagined, and the food she made was delicious.
She took two more bites of the pastry she held on her fingertips. It was soft, glutinous, sweet and very delicious.
When your lips and teeth touch each other, you can still smell a faint scent of pastry. The taste tastes elegant but very mellow.
There's still an aftertaste left in your mouth after you've finished eating it, which is endlessly memorable.
Fu Xueyao shook the cake she was holding: "Don't you want to eat it?"
Qiao Wanzhi: "I'm afraid you won't be full."
This was Fu Xueyao's breakfast. She could eat just one. If she ate too much and left her hungry, it would be a huge sin.
It's not good to be hungry, she's still carrying a baby in her belly.
"It's okay. Each of us can eat half. I can't eat so much."
There are a total of eight pieces in the box. The pastries look small and delicate, but they are also quite filling.
It’s not advisable to eat too much in the morning, and she also has a glass of milk, which is just right.
Qiao Wanzhi's eyes stayed on Fu Xueyao's face. Seeing that she was serious, she said, "Thank you."
Fu Xueyao: "You're welcome."
Qiao Wanzhi is a social and foodie and has not run away.
"As a courtesy, this is for you." With that said, Qiao Wanzhi stuffed a piece of chocolate into Fu Xueyao's hand.
The chocolate was half the size of Fu Xueyao's palm.
It seems to be imported from abroad.
Qiao Wanzhi recommended: "It's very delicious."
Originally, she planned to eat this piece of chocolate in the office after class.
But she can't take other people's food for free.
Fortunately, I still had some candies in my pocket, otherwise I wouldn't have any snacks to kill time.
Fu Xueyao: "Thank you."
She dug into her bag again and took out a duck collarbone: "I accept your snack, and I'll give you mine."
"But it's a bit spicy, so you have to prepare a glass of water when you eat it."
The packaging bag of the duck rack looks ordinary and not attractive.
But seeing something related to duck, Qiao Wanzhi thought of the duck meat she ate at Fu Xueyao's house that day.
The taste was so simple that she still remembered it to this day.
It was much more delicious than what she ordered at a state-owned restaurant, and she didn't know how Fu Xueyao made it.
Qiao Wanzhi took the duck collarbone and said: "Thank you."
Fu Xueyao felt that the two of them had said eight hundred thank yous at this moment. Of course, this was an exaggeration.
Now all she has left in her bag is a duck neck.
Also the last one.
It's actually a miracle that these things have survived until now, because they were left in the bag from the beginning.
Fu Xueyao found it last night when she was packing things.
Otherwise it would have been eaten long ago.
She stretched out her hand: "Let's get to know each other formally. My name is Fu Xueyao."
Qiao Wanzhi knew that she wanted to be friends with him. If it were anyone else, she might not want to, but it was Fu Xueyao, and it seemed different. She quite liked her.
Qiao Wanzhi held Fu Xueyao's hand in return: "My name is Qiao Wanzhi."
During the conversation between the two, the car arrived quickly.
