Huoye, Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall

Qin Ruan has never touched tomato stewed beef brisket since he was seven years old.

She resisted the inner rejection, and with the subconscious pain in her mouth, throat, and stomach, she touched the tomato stewed beef brisket once again, which was her nightmare.

That's what her father and brother did for her with his own hands.

The beef brisket is very soft and rotten, with the sweet and sour taste of tomato, it is really delicious.

The beef brisket is not old, the tomato is delicious and the soup is thick, appetizing and refreshing.

Qin Ruan ate it without any discomfort.

At that moment, her eyes were wet and her heart was warm.

It was also from that day that she dissipated the shadow of the orphanage and became obsessed with this dish.

"Qin Ruan? Qin Ruan..."

A white hand swayed in front of the table.

Qin Ruan raised her head blankly, her eyes were dull, and she stared at Ling Xiaoxuan who was sitting across from her in a trance.

She asked, "What's wrong?"

Ling Xiaoxuan rolled her eyes indecently and gave it to her.

"You still ask me what's wrong, no matter how many times I call you, why are you so ecstatic?"

Qin Ruan smiled apologetically: "Thinking of what happened a long time ago."

She lowered her eyes, and what caught her eye was the tomato stewed beef brisket on the table.

After tasting her father's and brother's craftsmanship, she has no resistance to this dish.

But after eating many, I can no longer find those three dishes mixed together. The stewed beef brisket with tomato without the temperature is delicious.

When my father and brother cooked this dish, did he really know about her experience in the orphanage?

With their cautious attitude towards her and the love they didn't know how to express, Qin Ruan believed that if they knew, they would never have done such a thing.

Qin Ruan's eyes showed deep thought, and his face darkened.

Some things she couldn't see clearly in her previous life.

There is no need for verification in this life, she knows how much her father and brother love her.

Ling Xiaoxuan poked the rice on the plate with the chopsticks in her hand, and clicked her tongue: "I forgot to get down to business after being interrupted by you. It's summer vacation next month. We're going to travel by car to Tibet. Would you like to join us?"

"Huh?" Qin Ruan stopped the chopsticks in his hand: "Why do you remember going so far?"

"The scenery is picturesque, and the mysterious and supernatural events also make people want to explore."

In Qin Ruan's ears, he couldn't help but look solemn in this nonchalant sloppy tone: "Sister Ling, it's better not to touch some things."

Ghosts and gods can be disbelieved, but they must not be disrespected.

Qin Ruan knew that Ling Xiaoxuan was a supernatural explorer, which was very dangerous.

Ling Xiaoxuan supported her head with one hand, her eyes teasing: "It's the first time I've seen you so serious, why aren't you interested?"

In her opinion, this is Qin Ruan's disguised rejection.

Qin Ruan shook her head: "Sister, why don't you change the project..."

"It's all made an appointment, it's fine if you don't go, and I'll bring you a souvenir when I come back."

Ling Xiaoxuan waved her hand, not wanting to listen to her nagging anymore.

After the two finished their meal, they parted ways and went to their respective classrooms.

Qin Ruan stopped after walking for a while, turned around and watched Ling Xiaoxuan leave.

She couldn't see the other's body at all, and all she could see was a strange and thick blood mist.

The blood mist was swallowing Ling Xiaoxuan's life.

This was no ordinary evil spirit, Qin Ruan couldn't absorb it, the blood mist was already entangled with Ling Xiaoxuan's luck.

Unless the evil thing behind it is solved, Ling Xiaoxuan will surely die.

Qin Ruan frowned lightly. Tonight is a good opportunity for her to make a move, but what excuse should she use to make senior sister stay.

Ling Xiaoxuan's family lives in Dongcheng, the capital, and has a special bus to commute to and from school every day.

Even if they go out to play at night, they rarely stay home at night.

The family style of the aristocratic family is not generally strict.

Qin Ruan sighed and turned to leave.