Beyond Gold and Jade [Interstellar ABO]

Without disturbing Gu Dingci's scientific research progress too much, Pei Qingque swallowed the last mouthful of the nutrient, and then thanked Mr. Gu obediently, and left the underground laboratory.

According to Gu Dingci's description, the other party really spent the whole day in the laboratory, and Pei Qingque ran around boredly, teasing cats and dogs everywhere, but he had never been seen before.

When Pei Qingque was tired from tossing about in the house, he went to the warehouse specially prepared for him by Meng Wangchuan and picked a piece of wood at random, dragged a small stool, and sat by the sun-drenched floor-to-ceiling windows to carve puppets all day long. .

Today's afternoon tea was different from the past, the cook heard the news that Pei Qingque had returned home, and specially made him the newly learned sweet-scented osmanthus wine glutinous rice balls.

Pei Qingque sat at the dining table holding a small bowl, eating sweetly mouthful after mouthful.The soft and glutinous taste of Yuanzi is matched with the sweetness of fermented rice, and there is also a hint of sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance during the period. The traditional food is easy to be loved by Pei Qingque.

After eating the dumplings, Pei Qingque played with the pet dog at home for a while, and soon it was time for dinner.

It's just that even if it's dinner, Pei Qingque is still the only one at the table.

The little guy sat alone on the soft stool, and poked the empty white porcelain plate in front of him with the silver fork in his hand rather depressingly.

The servants of the Meng family can't talk too much unless necessary when facing their master, so when Pei Qingque was eating, several maids lined up and waited with their heads bowed, but their lips were tightly pressed, and they kept silent. I was afraid that making some random noise would break the rules set by Meng Wangchuan.

Except when serving the dishes, the head chef standing not far from Pei Qingque would give some brief introductions based on the dishes, and at other times, he would not even make the sound of tableware colliding.

Especially for Pei Qingque, a chatty chatterbox like Pei Qingque, the atmosphere at the dinner table was so quiet and dull that it was almost suffocating.

When the last dish was served by the maid, the head chef finished his extremely brief introduction, and when he turned around and was about to go to the back kitchen, before he could take a step, he was stopped by Pei Qingque who suddenly called out.

The head chef can be regarded as an old man who has worked in Meng's house for quite a long time, and Pei Qingque, who has been in the service circle of Meng's house, is naturally very familiar with him.

"Isn't Mr. Meng going home for dinner today?"

Pei Qingque blinked her shiny dog ​​eyes. The head chef was infected by the deep disappointment and couldn't bear it, but he could only tell him honestly: "Yes, sir's assistant informed the kitchen this afternoon, there is no need Prepare lunch, sir."

"Hey..." Even though he knew that Meng Wangchuan was often busy with work and would not go home for dinner, Pei Qingque couldn't help but let out a long sigh and muttered, "Okay."

The head chef tentatively asked, "...Didn't Mister tell you?"

After getting a negative answer, the head chef met Pei Qingque's resentful eyes, and realized that he had said something wrong. He touched his round beer belly, smiled awkwardly, and hurried back to the back kitchen.

Then the surroundings became quiet again.

The light in the restaurant is warm yellow, shining on the exquisite dishes, making them more delicious and mouth-watering.

Without a taste for food, he cut a small piece of beef and put it in his mouth to chew. Pei Qingque's eyes wandered, and he sat restlessly on the chair, shaking his calves unconsciously, drawing small circles on the ground with his toes. .

In fact, similar scenes have appeared many times.It seems that since a long time ago, Pei Qingque often sat alone in this restaurant, enjoying his "one-person special set meal." After all, Meng Wangchuan would not waste time informing him whether he would go back for dinner today of.

According to Meng Wangchuan's daily itinerary, the assistant will inform the kitchen if he needs to prepare dinner for today.Therefore, even the small kitchen knew a little more about Mr. Pei Qingque's whereabouts than Pei Qingque.

Swallowing down the delicious beef, the rich sauce and the tough taste of the meat did not cheer up Pei Qingque's depressed heart at all.

That's right, Pei Qingque sighed slightly, who would spend that kind of extra effort to tell the little pets at home whether they would come home on time?

Laughing self-deprecatingly, the bird put down the knife and fork, reached out to pick up the baked brulee that was just right next to it, and took a bite. His bulging cheeks didn't know whether it was because of chewing or anger.I thought that I was really spoiled by my husband's unusual gentleness towards him recently, and I actually imagined that Meng Wangchuan's attitude and way of treating me would change and value me a little bit in the future...

Meng Wangchuan's willingness to take the initiative to go to a place like a slum to bring him home is probably the biggest concession.

Maybe it was because he misunderstood and pretended to be affectionate. In fact, Mr. Gu Dingci did not let go of Gu Dingci in his heart, but the other party already had a partner who loved each other. Out of morality and self-esteem, Mr. would not choose to meddle in other people's feelings, so he told himself if that is the case.

"Gu Dingci is an Omega with a partner" is not only an excuse used by Meng Wangchuan to suppress his feelings, but also a lie used to prevaricate Pei Qingque.

Pei Qingque didn't feel that there was anything wrong with such irresponsible speculations flying around in his head, and even thought angrily, anyway, he didn't get a clear response to his confession at all, right?

Taking a sip of the fruit tea that the cook specially made for him, Pei Qingque chewed the fruit in his mouth indignantly, as if this would relieve him from his depressed mood.

Shaking his head, he tried hard not to let his thoughts go off in an increasingly sad direction.Putting away her resentment, Pei Qingque settled the dinner seriously, and finally patted her bulging belly, then jumped off the soft stool contentedly, strolled all the way back to the French window, picked up the The unfinished wood carvings are re-polished.

However, the little bird who was engrossed in carving wood did not know that just after he had finished his meal, the maids came to the dining table, but they did not start to clean up the leftovers immediately, but ate the little guy according to today's recipe How many dishes, how much each dish was eaten, and whether there were any dishes that I didn't touch were all carefully recorded.

And this record will eventually be copied into two copies, one will be sent to Meng Wangchuan, and the other will be used as the revision standard for the back kitchen to prepare meals, and will be backed up and stored in the database for reference.

The maids quickly completed the recording, and they were so proficient that they were obviously used to this kind of work. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that they had repeated this workflow many times, and the duration would definitely not be short. .

On the other side, Meng Wangchuan, who received the little guy's food record today during the meeting, frowned deeply - the bird was disobedient, and today he put all the green leafy vegetables to the side of the plate, without moving a bite.

Such a picky eater, no wonder he doesn't grow tall.

Wood carving is a delicate job, and it requires full concentration to create the effect you want. Often, most of the time has passed before you know it.

Therefore, when Pei Qingque, who was working hard, looked up again, three hours had passed since he had dinner.

Although the place where the cub sits is by the window, it can still easily see the whole hall. Not only that, as long as there is a little movement at the door of the house, the sensitive nerves that are aroused will be the first to notify its owner, so Pei Qingque would "swipe" the ground and cast her sharp eyes over, looking forward to someone's arrival.

It's a pity that when Pei Qingque moved from the window to the sofa, from sitting upright to slumped, from full of anticipation to dejection... Even Gu Dingci left the laboratory, returned to the main house, and talked to Pei Qingque Saying good night, she disappeared behind the door of the guest room—Pei Qingque still hadn't waited for his Mr. Meng to come home.

At night, Pei Qingque held a book he randomly picked out from Meng Wangchuan's bookshelf, opened a page and placed it in front of him, curled himself up on the sofa, wrapped in the cool air, Even though the room's constant temperature system has been operating non-stop, the body that has not moved for a long time still trembles uncontrollably.

The servant was worried that he was weak, and if he continued to do this, he might catch a cold and get sick, so he took turns to persuade Pei Qingque to go back to his room early, take a bath and go to sleep.

"I'm not sleepy at all, so I don't want to go back to sleep." Pei Qingque rubbed her red rabbit eyes, and lied to the embarrassed servants without changing her face. The righteous little look made the other party shake their heads sigh.

In the end, the maid who couldn't hold back Pei Qingque could only bring a white blanket for the little master, so that Pei Qingque would not catch a cold at home.

——So in the middle of the night, when Meng Wangchuan returned home from the company, he saw Pei Qingque, a small white lump sleeping soundly on the sofa.

The constant temperature system was controlled to increase the temperature, so the air in the entire hall was hot and warm, and the little guy covered in the blanket turned red all over, from the small piece pulled away by Meng Wangchuan The quilt exposed by the horns inexplicably gave the man a pitiful illusion.

Wanting to wake up the little guy and let him sleep on the bed in the room, Meng Wangchuan never expected the other party to react like this.

Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, he smoothed the other party's messy black hair, the man simply tucked the corners of the blanket, wrapped it tightly around Pei Qingque's body, and wrapped him and the blanket into his arms.

Even such a large-scale movement did not wake the bird cub from its deep sleep after it was done.Pei Qingque still squinted her eyes, huddled in the man's arms safely, her sleep quality was still good, and she even snored cheerfully.

Subconsciously rubbing against Meng Wangchuan's chest, it seemed that Pei Qingque felt more at ease here than on the leather sofa.Seeing that he didn't intend to wake up, Meng Wangchuan moved his eyes, hugged the other's thin shoulders with one hand, adjusted the little guy's posture, and made people sleep more comfortably. Then he manipulated the wheelchair, left the front hall, and went upstairs. Go up to the bedroom.