All Aspects Are Kneeling and Begging the Villain Heroine To Be a Person

   Chapter 1194 Tragic foster mother (20)

   As long as no one pays attention to her blog, she will hardly read her articles, which is a relatively private space.

   To prevent this article from being accidentally discovered and deleted, she used two accounts and each posted an article.

   One can be seen by tourists, and one can be seen by yourself, so it is foolproof.

   But the internet is not very developed at this time, she thinks this should not be used.

   She also went to the previous posts of the Xie family looking for their children, which had been deleted for a long time, as if they had never appeared.

   Then she used the trumpet to comment under this article, and she came to direct and act.

   She changed the address, but couldn't find out that it was sent by one person.

   felt that it was almost the same, Qianyan decided to surf the Internet today and come here to eat noodles before going home.

   It is afternoon and there are very few people in the noodle shop.

   Even if the small face tastes good, at a time when the Internet is not yet developed, and in this small town, the business will not explode.

   Besides, this small noodle is delicious and delicious, a bowl of several pieces is a luxury for many people.

  Many people who go to the market in the village basically buy some steamed buns. One bowl of noodles can buy many steamed buns.

   "Your face."

   A dull voice sounded above his head, Qianyan raised her eyes, it was a tall man with no expression on his face.

   She said casually, "Thank you."

   "You're welcome." The man turned around and continued back to the back kitchen.

   You can see the back kitchen directly from here, and she is the only one who eats noodles in the store.

   After the man cooked the noodles, he didn't sit still, as if he was still busy, and seemed to be preparing various sauces.

   Maybe Qianyan's eyes are more straightforward, he raised his head and looked outside: "Is there any need?"

   "Are you the boss here?"

   Usually there are people doing errands, and there is a curtain leading to the back kitchen, but she has never seen the owner of this shop.

"Yes."

   The man didn't say much. Seeing that Qianyan didn't need it, he continued to lower his head to prepare the sauce, occasionally frowning, and occasionally opening his eyebrows.

  Qianyan also looked away and continued to eat noodles.

   No wonder she said that the taste is getting better and better. The owner of this restaurant is very persistent in the taste, but it satisfied her who likes food.

  Qianyan decided to take the time to bring her adoptive parents over to eat. It’s still a little far from the village, so it’s not easy to pack, and it won’t taste as good when you bring it back.

   She is an activist, and brought Zhang Zengmei and Gong Yuanren over to eat noodles the next afternoon.

   Choose this time because there are not many people in the noodle shop, and the couple will not be crowded.

   The two wheelchairs will occupy four positions, which is inconvenient for everyone.

   She pushed a wheelchair with one hand and pushed the two of them to the front of the noodle shop. There is still a step here. She was about to lift Zhang Zengmei's wheelchair when another voice sounded: "Eating noodles?"

   "Eat the noodles." Qianyan finished her words, the man from yesterday appeared in front of her, walked up to her, glanced at the couple, stretched out her arms and carried Zhang Zengmei and her wheelchair into it.

   He walked to a seat, removed a stool with one foot, and placed Zhang Zengmei firmly beside the seat.

   Then he turned back and brought Gong Yuanren in as before.

"sit."

   He pointed to the menu on the table: "Order and call me."

  Zhang Zengmei: "The young man is really strong."

   "No, it scared me." Gong Yuanren patted his heart, "But it's quite stable."

   After the three of them chose the noodles, Qianyan called the person over, and after the man wrote it down, he immediately went in and got busy. After a while, three bowls of fragrant noodles appeared on the table.

   Zhang Zengmei and Gong Yuanren looked at each other and swallowed their saliva. Their daughter didn't lie, it was really fragrant.

When    left, the man helped bring the two down the steps, turned around and entered the back kitchen to continue researching the seasoning.

   (end of this chapter)