At night, the long RV passes through the ancient area of ​​the capital like a ghost.

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The old woman sitting in the car looked haggard, as if she had just experienced a disaster, and she had just watched a concert in the National Grand Theater.

"I'm old." She sighed, time flies, and it feels like a dream, making her recall every detail of it, and it feels very difficult.

The two children she had seen before were now, one was almost a grandma and the other was almost a mother.

The housekeeper who served her for many years seemed to have a deep sense of her sigh. After answering the call from entering the car, he said: "Wang Xuebin asked his wife for advice and said that in the United States, Fan Shenyuan wanted to add investment here according to Grandma Fan's order, but because the old lady's order has been delayed, it may arouse Fan Shenyuan's suspicion."

"Indeed, Grandma Fan and her grandson are not easy to deal with." The old woman nodded, "In this way, you make Wang Xuebin be more cautious when perfunctory each other, especially on the books, and do a better job."

"What if Fan Shenyuan returned to China?"

"He can't come back for now. Not only we don't let him come back, but there are people who don't want him back." Speaking of this, the old woman knocked on the handrail, "By the way, you should also pay attention to a person, who may escape from the United States and come to China."

Manman and his team took three cars when they arrived and left the National Grand Theater one after another.

At night, after everyone discussed it, they decided to find a delicious dessert shop on the road, eat a bowl of sweet soup before going back. The first choice is that you want to eat something purely in Beijing. Excluding those ice cream, ice cream, ice cream, etc. introduced from abroad, there is a shop in Beijing called "Diandi" for a long time. The wine is not afraid of the deep alley. They make cheese and iced sour plum soup. It is said that the master here is a master of royal palace dairy products.

When he left the theater, Ji Yun took Jun Ye's ride, probably because he hadn't seen him for a long time and wanted to take the opportunity to chat for a while. However, Jun Ye was not a person who liked to talk, but in the end, he had a similar stinky smell to the restaurant, and he had a very speculative conversation. It turned out that this national musician Ji Yun, who traveled around and collected music materials, had the favorite thing he loved the most. He heard that they wanted to eat desserts, so Ji Yun recommended this pure Chinese milky dessert shop to them.

Ji Yun even had some friendship with the owner of this store. Therefore, when they arrived, the store had already sold out all the desserts made today and closed. The boss sat behind the stage and watched TV alone with his legs raised. After Ji Yun called, the boss opened the door for them.

Maybe the boss has received Ji Yun's favor on weekdays and is enthusiastic about Ji Yunji. He said that they are all Ji Yun's classmates and friends' families, and they want to taste the palace-style things. The boss rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen to search for the materials to make ready-made for them.

When Manman and the others sat down, they found that the store here was very small and could only accommodate twelve or three guests at most. Eight people gathered together to sit around them, which seemed a little crowded. Fortunately, the weather is no longer hot now, and the air in the old Beijing alley is still good, and it is quite cool with the doors and windows open.

A small shop is so well-known, Manman suddenly feels close. He thinks that when he was [Painting Cakes to Fill Hunger], he was doing a small business at the beginning, and he was all relying on reputation when he was in the alley.

Manman asked if her mother had ever been here. After all, she had just arrived in Beijing. Beijing had a variety of food and gathered the essence of all over the country. The food and resorts were as numerous as cows. Especially this kind of small shop that hides in the alleys and has not grown up, relying entirely on word of mouth. It is normal for Manman and Du Yu to have never heard of it.

Mrs. Lu replied: "I heard that I have heard of it. Maybe your godmother has come to eat it, but I haven't come. It's too far."

Mrs. Lu doesn't like going out and joining in the fun. Manman feels that she should have thought of it long ago. As for the rest of the Lu family, except for her younger brother Lu Huan, Manman doesn't have to think about it. Her father and brother are busy with a lot of things, and would never think that they would come to visit a small shop so far for desserts other than a regular meal. Moreover, after careful consideration, even her husband and Bai Lu have never been there. Therefore, everyone may have heard of the existence of this shop, but they have never come to taste it.

After Ji Yun came back from the kitchen, he pulled a chair and sat next to Manman, and said, "My boss friend heard that you are the masters of [Drawing Cakes to Fill Hunger], and he is very interested."

The person who told his old classmate about the leaking and Manman had something to do with the restaurant was not someone else, but Jun Ye himself. Who told Ji Yun to always praise other people's restaurant in the car? He didn't mention his sister's restaurant in a word. He was fucked by the sound of his ears.

Manman was surprised and didn't know how to answer.

Ji Yun continued: "[Painting Cakes to Fill Hunger] was only opened a few months ago. At that time, I was traveling all over the country and didn't have time to go back to Beijing. When I came back, I heard someone say that I was just busy and didn't have time to try. If I had known that it was the restaurant you opened, I would have to take some time to go there."

Manman finally heard it. He explained what he said to her brother.

For this reason, she gave her brother a blank look: What are you doing?

Jun Ye looked down at the calm tea in the teacup, pretending to be deaf and dumb.

Manman turned his head and said to Ji Yun: "Brother Ji, my small shop is not worth mentioning."

"What's not worth mentioning? You're so modest." Ji Yunlang smiled. The artist's handsome face smiled and had a poetic temperament that could deeply absorb people's eyes. "The people I introduced to me all used surprise and surprise to describe [painted cakes to fill their hunger], and called it the art palace of food."

With such praise, Manman and Du Yu's faces were ashamed.

[Painted cakes to satisfy your hunger] The most different place from ordinary restaurants is the auction items of various Chinese young artists hanging in the store.

"You used to run a gallery?" Ji Yun asked.

"Yes." Du Yu said.

"You guys have a good idea. Young people are afraid that there will be no stage to stretch." Ji Yun gave Du Yu a thumbs up, "I support you, brother."

It was probably the first time in his life that Du Yu blushed like a monkey's butt, but fortunately he couldn't see it clearly at night.

At this time, a text message came from my mobile phone. Ji Yun immediately opened it and looked through it, and said to Jun Ye who was sitting on the other side: "It's the original work of Yihe."

Manman discovered that since Ji Yun was talking to her brother, her husband seemed to have tense all his body, as if he had focused all his attention on them. Later, after hearing the place name Ji Yun reported, her husband seemed to have tense all his body again and slowly let go of his emotions.

Originally, she thought that her husband was different from usual taciturn after leaving the theater because he was as deeply infected by the concert like her and was immersed in the music.

Now it seems that this is not exactly the case.

Perhaps it was her illusion that next, her husband talked and laughed with her senior brother Du Yu, and it looked no different from usual.

Ji Yun was shouted by the boss to go into the kitchen to help bring desserts. The two of them had just come out with plates. The curtain of the shop beads moved and two of them came in.

I heard an old woman's voice entering the door and shouted: "Old Liu, you have not closed here until this time tonight. I will bring my granddaughter to eat the double-skin milk you made. Is there any? I smell the milk smell."

Her voice was full of energy and wealth, as if the empress dowager in the TV series was impressed and familiar. Manman followed the reputation and was indeed Grandma Fan who had met once.

When Fan Shuxia helped her grandmother into the shop, she was shocked when she bumped into her eyes. When she found that her leader Jun Ye was sitting among the crowd, Jun Ye's cold eyes seemed to poke her back with a knife, and her legs became weak. It wasn't her holding Grandma Fan, but Grandma Fan was supporting her.

She tried to escape, but Grandma Fan didn't notice her strangeness. Therefore, the owner of the dessert shop, Lao Liu, was in high spirits and hurried to their grandparents and grandchildren and greeted them, "Hey, Grandma Fan, why did you think of your small shop tonight to petition?"

Just like when Grandma Fan was in Beijing, she didn’t have to come here by herself, but she didn’t have to pick it up.

"It was a coincidence that I went out to the street with my granddaughter tonight. I might think about going back to the United States in two days and picking some gifts to go back to send to my relatives and friends. I was thirsty when I got home, and the car drove here and remembered you." Grandma Fan said.

"Is this your granddaughter? I haven't seen him before. When I see him now, he is indeed a eldest lady." Old Liu said with a smile.

Fan Shuxia did not wear green military uniform tonight, but was wearing all the clothes. Maybe it was a fashionable dress that Grandma Fan asked her to wear, with a little light makeup on her face, and a lv crocodile-patterned leather bag in her hand. She really looked like a daughter-in-law.

But for Fan Shuxia, the new outfit that she originally changed into to please her grandmother seemed to have become humiliated when she met the army leader, and she just wanted to get somewhere to escape.

Jun Ye held the teacup and drank slowly, with a calm expression without any trace.

For him, perhaps he had known about Fan Shuxia's relationship with the Fan and Wen family, but he had seen the facts with his own eyes today. Besides, he is a leader with a clear distinction between public and private affairs. Fan Shuxia's family background and his principles of employing people are not in conflict with her.

"Sit down." Old Liu invited their grandparents and grandchildren to sit down. Seeing Grandma Fan's gaze glanced at Manman, she asked with a smile, "Did Grandma see an acquaintance?"

Grandma Fan's answer was clever: "My eyes are premature, I don't wear glasses, and I'm confused when I look at you. If you deceive me now, I think I will be deceived."

Old Liu laughed and asked them if they wanted red bean double-skin milk, and they folded it back to the kitchen to prepare for going.

Manman heard the sound of the chair pulling the table behind him, and then Grandma Fan and Fan Shuxia sat down at the table behind her. Manman didn't dare to talk to them directly. Not only was her brother's problem, but her mother was also present.

However, after hearing that Grandma Fan is going to return to the United States, Manman wanted to ask about Lin Jiajing.

In the United States, when it was a high cost of cross-border phone call, Lin Wencai was here, and with her and her father Wen Shixuan, he could only be said to be a good friend and could not be considered a close relative. After Lin Wencai accompanied his daughter to the United States for treatment, he only called her two calls because it was inconvenient to call her. Once when he got off the plane in the United States, and once when Lin Jiajing entered the American hospital for treatment, he reported his safety. Next, Lin Wencai did not call again. I don’t know what the situation was.

Fan Shenyuan, there was no news.

Manman was not very familiar with the Fan family, and if you want to find out the news, you have to find opportunities.

The atmosphere in the shop seemed to become stiff without realizing it. For a while, I heard everyone touching the bowl with spoons, but it was pleasant. It didn't take long to eat a bowl of small dessert, at most ten minutes. No matter how fast people eat, they are already wiping their mouths with tissues, and they are all right to find something to say.

Du Yu talked about the car and said he wanted to change a good one. When he was excited, he spitted everywhere. Jiang Yan seemed to be listening to him attentively. Du Yu talked about a popular joke nowadays and a car thief who took advantage of the car owner's rush to buy something and did not pull out the keys into the car, but he couldn't drive. He used the brakes as the accelerator for a long time, which made everyone laugh.

Manman couldn't help but chuckled twice, then squinted her eyes and saw Grandma Fan opposite the table behind her. She looked at her a few more times and signaled her slightly with her head.

Her brother, who had sharp eyes as sharp as an eagle, noticed it and suddenly stood up.

"Everyone eats almost the same food, so let's go."

When her brother gets cold, he is not only cold, but also unreasonable and domineering.

Everyone was wondering why Jun Ye suddenly became angry. The most confused one was Ji Yun. Ran Jun Ye angrily lifted up the bead curtain at the store door and went out, and the others had to get up.

When leaving, Manman and Du Yu did not forget to say hello to Boss Liu, and invited him to visit [Painting Cakes to Fill Hunger] when they had time. Old Liu should be fine and forced them to drive away at the door before returning to the store.

At this time, when Fan Shuxia saw the leader leaving, she was still frowning. She wondered if Jun Ye would make a fuss about her when she turned around.

Grandma Fan had long noticed her mysterious appearance and asked her: "Who have you seen except Manman?"

"Manman's brother is the leader of my unit." Fan Shuxia spitted out without thinking about it.

"Brother Manman?" Grandma Fan seemed to have heard of Jun Ye's existence in other people's reports.

"It's Jun Ye." Fan Shuxia carefully told her grandma Jun Ye that she was the man who suggested that Manman and the others leave.

Grandma Fan's fingers holding the spoon remained motionless, as if she had froze in the air, thinking: "You said that man who has always been hostile to us."

The old man's words are to the point.

As soon as she came in, she noticed that the group of eight people sitting were sitting, and only Jun Ye’s cold eyes were facing their grandparents and grandchildren, and she was not polite.

"Grandma--" Fan Shuxia heard that Grandma Fan's tone was not very good, and knew that the old man was actually arrogant. Jun Ye's eyes were really unbearable. Moreover, Grandma Fan, who often used airs to bluff people, said tremblingly, "He actually just had a bad temper."

"What? What benefits did he give you?" Grandma Fan was sharp-eyed, and she could hear her granddaughter was standing on Jun Ye's side and talking to Jun Ye.

Speaking of Jun Ye, Fan Shuxia has to admit that she did protect her when she was in trouble.

After hearing the granddaughter's reasons, Grandma Fan seemed to fall into a silence of thinking. After a while, she slowly said: "It's not that we can't tolerate them now, it's that they can't tolerate us. Just look at your Uncle Shixuan so humble, you will know."

Fan Shuxia was very clear about the situation between Wen Shixuan and Manman now. She also locked her eyebrows for a while, but she couldn't think of how to untie the knot. She lowered her head and pondered for a while, and said, "Grandma, I remember when you were a designer, you designed a lot of jewelry, including a jade pendant that looked like Six Immortal Peach--"

"Designer?" Grandma Fan was surprised at her granddaughter who suddenly called herself a designer.

"Grandma, haven't you ever been a jewelry designer?" Fan Shuxia was surprised.

"Where did you hear that I have worked as a jewelry designer?" Grandma Fan asked her granddaughter where Hu Zu came from.

"I, Shen Yuan and I have always thought that this." Fan Shuxia was extremely surprised when she and her brother Shen Yuan were talking about this scene when she was a child. Could it be that this Wulong and his brother had been trapped in a long time? "When we were a child, we went into grandma's study. Once, we found a book in grandma's study. The inner page on it was depicted with some patterns, which looked like a jade pendant, and a few pages of white paper were stuck in the pages. They also drew some things, all of which were drawn by hand-paper pencils."

Grandma Fan did hear it for the first time and asked carefully when she was confused: "Which book? Could it be lent to us by someone?"

"It shouldn't be. When I left home, I remember that the book was placed on my grandma's bookshelf." Fan Shuxia didn't remember the specific name of the book, but she could remember some impressions, saying, "It seems to be a Buddhist book, and I can't even understand the traditional Chinese characters written on the cover of the book."

After hearing this description of Grandma Fan's granddaughter, she seemed to have a vague impression in her mind, but she couldn't catch it. She could only go back to the United States to see if the book her granddaughter still exists.

"Grandma, is your return to the United States this time because of Shenyuan?" Fan Shuxia asked again.
To be continued...