The night was dark, Gu Mingyan stood in front of the window, looking out the window with his black eyes, without any trace of sleepiness inside.

Uncle San and Qingxi...

Gu Mingyan never thought about the two of them together. Qingxi is now devoted to the noodle restaurant, and it seems that the relationship between men and women has not yet been revealed. With the third uncle, no matter how grudges the two families have, no one can break the blood relationship. People outside know his identity. How dare Uncle San covet his former niece-in-law?

Gu Mingyan hoped that he would be more attentive, but Zhao Wu's reward suddenly sounded a wake-up call in his heart. Then, Gu Mingyan gradually discovered some clues that he ignored.

Uncle San and Qingxi took the same train to Hangzhou on the same day. The two of them were on the train, and they shared a hardship. Uncle San even saved Qingxi. He accompanied Qingxi and Old Lady Xu to Nanshan Temple and met Uncle San again on the way. Qingxi ran every morning and would meet Uncle San.

If Uncle San does not treat him as his nephew completely, and does not even care about ordinary people's words, then it is not uncommon for Uncle San to have other thoughts about Qingxi after meeting so frequently and Qingxi is so beautiful.

Gu Mingyan thought of the two times he ran with Qingxi in the morning.

The first time, the two of them ran south from the west of the lake, then ran north through the long embankment in the lake, and saw Uncle San standing under a tree. At that time, Gu Mingyan thought Uncle San was tired of running and resting, but was there another possibility? The second time he went to block Qingxi and found that Qingxi was coming from another direction. If that was the normal running route of Qingxi, then think about the place where Uncle San stayed. Perhaps Uncle San was deliberately stopping there, waiting to "meet" Qingxi?

Gu Mingyan thought he would coax girls, but if the third uncle really deliberately waited for Qingxi next to the arch bridge and created an encounter at the same place every day, Gu Mingyan would really admire him.

The third uncle wanted to compete with him for a woman, but Gu Mingyan couldn't sleep at all. At around 4 o'clock the next day, Gu Mingyan got up and asked the driver to take him to Nanhu. The weather was getting colder and the lake wind increased the chill. Gu Mingyan ran all the way to the north side of the arch bridge, hiding behind an old camphor tree, and listening to the movements in the north and south directions.

He wanted to determine whether Uncle San really liked Qingxi, and he also wanted to know if Qingxi had that meaning to Uncle San.

The cold wind blew, and Gu Mingyan pulled his sports clothes, closed his eyes and waited.

He didn't move. I don't know how long it took, two running sounds came from the south of the bridge. Gu Mingyan couldn't help but clench his hands. Could it be that the two of them ran together?

"Uncle, no, I can't run anymore..." Lu Duo panted and ran under the arch bridge, looking tiredly as his nine-year-old uncle ran onto the arch bridge leisurely. In fact, Lu Duo also exercised, took off his clothes and was as muscled as his body, but he rarely ran for a long time. He was able to get up today just to watch how his uncle hooked up with Miss Qingxi. Unexpectedly, after running for a few kilometers, he didn't even see a girl.

Gu Huaixiu didn't care whether his nephew could keep up. When he arrived at the top of the bridge, he found Laifu's head tilted to the left of the long dike. Gu Huaixiu looked sideways. In the dim light, there seemed to be a man hiding behind a tree. Sure enough, there was no threat. Gu Huaixiu ran away by himself. Lu Duo climbed over the arch bridge with difficulty and went to chase his uncle with his fate. What if he could meet Miss Qingxi after running for a while?

The uncle and nephew jogged slowly away. Gu Mingyan walked out from behind the tree, looked at the direction where they left, and frowned.

Does Lu Duo often accompany his third uncle? Didn’t his third uncle deliberately wait for Qingxi that day?

Gu Mingyan could not be sure.

Before taking a bus home and going to the company, Gu Mingyan arranged two errands for Zhao Wu, one was to send someone to the location of the arch bridge in Changdi, and the other was also related to Qingxi.

At 5:30 in the morning, the Western restaurant next door and the mountain guest were quiet, but Qingxi's small noodle restaurant opened early with other restaurants that operate breakfast on the same street. I was too excited to open yesterday. Starting today, Qingxi decided to strictly follow the previous plan, only open from 5:30 to 8:30 in the morning, 10:30 to 1:30 in the morning, 4:30 in the afternoon, and 7:30 in the evening to do business. I was free of time to practice cooking skills such as Xu's swordsmanship, or deal with trivial matters in life.

After six o'clock, more and more customers got up to work in the morning and closed at half past eight o'clock. Qingxi counted back and forth three times, and sold twenty bowls in one morning!

"Does everyone like to eat noodles or drink porridge in the morning?" Cuicui guessed happily.

Qingxi didn't know, and she had never asked her master.

All kinds of excitement and speculations, when it was ten o'clock, Qingxi couldn't help but open it in advance.

Then at noon, Qingxi sold forty-eight bowls!

"It must be over a hundred today!" Before the door opened in the evening, Xiaolan was full of energy.

Qingxi, Cuicui is busy in the kitchen. Xiaolan is responsible for entertaining guests to record menus. She received two orders again and walked into the kitchen. Xiaolan blinked at Qingxi, and her low voice could not hide her excitement: "The 124th bowl is here!"

Qingxi was busy and settled the accounts. He calculated the bills based on 100 bowls. He made a net profit of 6 yuan for ten yuan, and in a month he had 180 yuan. After deducting the rent, Xiaolan Cuicui's wages would be more than 100 yuan left!

Thinking of this, Qingxi was so energetic that he became more skillful and neat.

At around 7 o'clock in the evening, the passenger flow decreased significantly. Qingxi and Cuicui sat on a chair outside to rest. Xiaolan took a pen and lit the notebook with a note, counted from one to another, and then caught a glimpse of two regular customers coming to the door. Xiaolan immediately put down the notebook and greeted in surprise: "Third Master, Mr. Lu is here."

Qingxi turned around, with a mask on her face, but her moist almond eyes were filled with smiles.

Both men, one big and one small, could see that the little girl was making money by laughing, not because she was happy to see them.

"Miss Qingxi is sick?" Lu Duo glanced at his uncle wearing sunglasses and asked Qingxi with concern.

Qingxi then remembered her appearance. She was embarrassed to say that she was guarding against male speculation, so she had to agree with Lu Duo's guess, and stood up and said, "It's okay, what do you want to eat today, Third Master Lu Shao wants to eat?"

Lu Duo doesn’t like eating noodles very much, but who made his uncle likes to eat? The girl who made noodles may be his future aunt?

"Old duck noodles!" Lu Duo ordered the most meaty of the three dishes today, and he was shameless and asked Qingxi to put more duck meat for him.

Qingxi nodded with a smile and asked Gu Huaixiu again.

Gu Huaixiu looked at her hair that was wet with sweat and stuck to her forehead, just like her nephew had asked for it.

"You guys sit first, it'll be fine soon." Qingxi went into the kitchen again and cooked two people's noodles at one time, which was very convenient. He then took them out together after the pot.

"There is no outsider. Miss Qingxi took off her mask. It's so awkward." Lu Duo was moved to fight for benefits for his uncle. He didn't believe that his uncle just came here to eat noodles. The most important thing is to see people.

Qingxi smiled, took off her mask, revealing her white and rosy face, and her lips were rosy and tender.

Lu Duo thought it was a pity that he had become the candidate for his aunt. He didn't dare to look at him in front of his uncle, and he shouldn't just appreciate him.

You can't look at the beauty, Lu Duo ate old duck noodles with his head. Well, the duck meat is so fragrant, and the winter bamboo shoots are also fresh.

Another guest came, and Qingxi went to prepare.

Gu Huaixiu was eating very slowly. Such a cold and cruel person was slow to eat, and his behavior was elegant and as if he was art. There were basically no new guests. Xiaolan and Cuicui cleaned inside and outside separately, and were careful not to disturb the third master who was eating. Qingxi was called opposite to the two by Lu Duo. Gu Huaixiu tasted it carefully. Lu Duo, who had already finished eating, coaxed her to speak.

"How much did you earn today?" Lu Duo asked happily, as if Qingxi earned more and would get him a share.

Qingxi felt beautiful in her heart, and she tried her best to be modest on her face. She lowered her head slightly and said, "I haven't calculated it, it's better than yesterday."

Lu Duo cut and said, "I heard it when I entered the door. I sold more than a hundred bowls, right?"

Qingxi couldn't help laughing, lowered her head and refused to look at him.

Lu Duo was stunned. The old noodle restaurant with dim lights was wearing a white shirt and her cheeks were red, like a drunk peony.

Gu Huaixiu's hand holding sunglasses paused before slowly putting it on.

When Qingxi saw this, she stood up to see the guests.

Gu Huaixiu walked out. Since Lu Duo had already understood his uncle's thoughts, of course he had to be filial to his uncle. He stayed on the chair and didn't move. He looked back and asked Qingxi naturally: "Are you going to close too? Then let's go back together, you three beautiful little girls, I will be your bodyguards."

Which girl doesn't like to be praised? Lu Duo's words, Qingxi, Xiaolan, and Cuicui were all laughed at by him, and Lu Duo praised it as three of them, which made him look even more open and upright, not the kind of lewd bad.

So the two gangs slowly returned along the ancient Yuqiao Street.

At the beginning, Lu Duo, who was talking a lot, walked next to Qingxi. As he walked, Lu Duo pretended to be very interested in Cuicui's topic and squeezed into the middle of Qingxi and Cuicui like a monkey. In this way, Qingxi and Gu Huaixiu walked side by side.

Gu Huaixiu said nothing, wearing sunglasses, no one should be approached. Qingxi tilted his head and listened to Lu Duo chatting with Cui Cui and Xiaolan. Lu Duo was funny and humorous. The three girls were amused and smiled constantly. The lights of the restaurant next to the road came over. Qingxi, who was wearing only white shirts and black pants, was as beautiful as flowers and as delicate as jade.

Gu Huaixiu took off his sunglasses and put them in his pocket.

However, there is an intersection ahead. They have to go home straight. When they reach the lake, they turn around. When the three girls in Qingxi have to turn into the alley.

"I'll give it to you?" Lu Duo looked into the alley, not feeling relieved.

Qingxi smiled and said, "You will arrive after passing through two alleys. You can go back quickly."

Seeing that his uncle had put on his sunglasses again at some point, Lu Duo had to give up.

The three girls of Qingxi left side by side, and Fugui followed by Fugui. The wolfdog grew fast. In just one month, Fugui had grown several times. There were really bad people, and Fugui could rush up to protect his master.

"Uncle, what should I do?" Lu Duo asked in embarrassment. The fifteen-year-old girl was a boss for the first time. She really thought that the business was good, and her eyes and eyebrows were all laughing, so it was so easy to satisfy. When they exposed Gu Mingyan's trick, Qingxi would definitely be sad, but if they didn't expose it, they would fulfill Gu Mingyan's favor to Qingxi.

Gu Huaixiu's voice was cold and cold: "It's done tomorrow morning."

After hearing this, Lu Duo quietly gave Qingxi a cry, pitying the fragrance and jade. I am afraid that this word is not available in my uncle's dictionary.

The next morning, when the three girls in Qingxi were about to walk out of the alley and turn into Yuqiao Street, a conversation floated over through the wall:

“The noodle restaurant hasn’t opened yet?”

"Yes, I've been waiting for almost ten minutes. I really want to go back and have some sleep."

"Honesty, eat a bowl of good noodles for free, and you can get a dime for a salary. Where can I find such a good job?"

"That's right, hey, I really don't understand Miss Xu. If I were her, I would have gone home and waited to marry and become a young lady, so why bother to get up early and go to bed late to earn hard-earned money?"

"Let's just say a little bit, let's wait a little bit, don't let people hear it. If the matter is done, Mr. Gu will be punished."

The men's voices broke and the footsteps quickly left.

Cuicui and Xiaolan looked at each other and looked at the eldest lady beside her worriedly.

Qingxi was frozen in place, and his ears were sometimes Xiaolan's excited remarks last night, his mother's happy praise, his sisters' cheerful laughter, and then he turned into the conversation he had just heard.

Any business that improves, it turns out that it is all fake. It is the self-proclaimed kindness of a rich young master.

Qingxi tried to recall the more than 100 guests yesterday. It was useless and could no longer tell who was eating noodles and who was trying to make money.
Chapter completed!