A woman sitting on another table attracted Yang Yichen's attention.￥f,

A windbreaker, only two or three centimeters tall short boots, black stretch pants, short hair, is not pretty, but has a heroic temperament. I believe that if you change into a military uniform, you will definitely be more charming. This is what a man sees, and as a master, what you see is a sharp blade that is unsheathed, which can cut your throat at any time.

Female bodyguard, something interesting.

Seeing her, Yang Yichen unconsciously thought of Shi Qingwu, and even thought about her when she was performing security tasks. Was she also a very attractive man?

However, it was just a flash of thought. It was difficult for you to be truly attracted by other things in front of Zhong Ye. His feminine aura will always become what you want to pay attention to most in your sight.

The waiter who served the dishes was a woman in her fifties. Seeing Yang Yichen glanced at her for a few more times, she said nothing. Yang Yichen could feel that her eyes were not looking at the state of a celebrity, but rather, she looked at an acquaintance she hadn't seen for a long time. The only thing she could mistakenly recognize with her appearance...

"This store has been decades. In the past, your mother and I often came here to have dinner. At that time, Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang of this store were still there, she..." Zhong Ye glanced at the middle-aged woman who walked into the kitchen: "At that time, she was a little girl from the countryside. Now she married Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang's son and became the owner of this store. Her weight increased by several kilograms a year. After two or three years, you can't recognize her."

Yang Yichen nodded and said nothing. Today, he put his position very straight and didn't need to say anything. The man opposite him would say anything, and he wouldn't say anything more. The more he learned about Zhong Ye's story from Shen Jing and others, the more awe and resistance he had towards him. This is a character that can keep you awake at night. You always feel that his eyes can see through your heart directly.

Zhong Ye did not intend to let Yang Yichen talk to him. He poured a bottle of waiter to two people and several dishes on the table. They were also home-cooked dishes everywhere.

Dried pepper tofu, fish-flavored shredded pork, spicy beef, a small bowl of dumpling soup, a faint aroma comes from, and there is no heavy oil and color feeling like ordinary restaurants. Even chopsticks are not disposable chopsticks, but pure wooden chopsticks. You can see it very clean. Pick up a bite of fish-flavored shredded pork, well, the aftertaste is endless, and the flavors of various side dishes are mixed on the meat. After taking a bite, you want to take a second bite.

They are all delicious, and they all bring home-cooked dishes to the extreme. Every little side dish is prepared very well, whether in knife skills or in ingredients, it feels serious. It makes you feel that this dish is more expensive than the snack bar, and it is worth the money.

"If you choose your own way, you can walk by yourself. No one can say anything next to you. Today I just treat you to dinner." Zhong Ye took a sip of wine, picked up a sip of the dish, and ate it with relish. After a while, the wine was drunk. Another bottle was opened and another cup was poured. The woman sitting next to him frowned slightly. Seeing that it meant that she wanted to speak, she hesitated and swallowed it back, and did not say anything.

After that, the two of them remained silent, each eating their own food, occasionally raising their glasses. They raised their glasses to drink, and sipped one by one, and after drinking, they arrived. After a while, several bottles of waiters were placed on the table. The heroic and sassy woman couldn't sit still, so she stood up and acted to take the glass away.

A person who has been plagued by tuberculosis for many years and stops coughing. It is not that he is better, but his current condition is extremely poor.

At this moment, Zhong Ye was drinking wine, and the blood on his face became thicker and thicker. He seemed to be in a better and better state and did not cough at all. However, those who were often around him knew that such a state was not a good thing. It is very likely that after drinking this wine, he would have to lie in the hospital for two days.

Zhong Ye did not look up, put his hand on the wine glass but did not let go. The woman did not dare to say anything to him, but turned to Yang Yichen, with a warning in her eyes, indicating that he should not continue to drink with Zhong Ye. This is drinking his hard work. Not to mention so much wine on weekdays, even if the leader invites him to dinner, he still has to take care of him. There is never a wine on the table.

Yang Yichen drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp, put down the chopsticks, opened another bottle, reached out to fill the remaining half glass of wine Zhong Ye. This action made the woman even more angry and glared at him, and she wanted to kill Yang Yichen in the next second.

Yang Yichen still said nothing. After filling it, he glanced at the other party. The heat of the rice next to him gradually dissipated. The two of them had a sense of harmony, and the wine glass did not move, serving the rice separately, and then they paired the dishes on the table, which was like a competition. When they watched the two of them eat, the middle-aged woman who walked out of the kitchen smiled knowingly, took out some change from the drawer, calculated how much it had been, and placed it in front of them.

Four dishes and one soup, a small bowl of rice, two big men, all eliminated, and the last soup was soaked, and it was empty, swept it away, wiped the napkin, picked up a glass of wine, drank it all, and everything was indifferent.

Zhong Ye reached into his pocket, Yang Yichen stood up first, walked to the middle-aged woman, saw the change on the table in front of her, and understood it. He took out two hundred dollars from his pocket and handed it to the other party, and then picked up the change on the table: "I will come again next time."

"Next time, I'll make you a slice of vinegar and cabbage."

Yang Yichen was stunned for a moment, smiled, and nodded slightly at the other party: "Let's go, aunt." He turned around and strode away.

A dish that can make people remember for more than 20 years. If you are willing, you can afford to say this aunt.

I called the other person a little stunned. The memories flashed through my mind. It was a good girl. I never despised myself as a girl from the countryside. I chatted with me, taught myself to recognize words, know how to add, subtract, multiply and divide, and settle accounts for customers, and I brought myself clothes and shoes...

The 200 yuan in her hand was placed on the glass counter and pressed against the transparent tablecloth on the counter. She responded silently in her heart: "Hey. Come again next time, I will make you vinegar and cabbage slices."

There are only pavilions, but no one in the pavilions.

Time flies for more than twenty years, things change, and the shop has not changed. The scenes of the past are still in front of you. I have gained weight and older, and this powerful man has become so weak, but the friendly and respectable sister has long been away from us.

The food was simply incredible and unreasonable in the eyes of others. It was like a heroic woman who couldn't understand what was going on. Zhong Ye stood up, shook his body, refused her support, shook his head, and muttered: "If you don't understand, you won't understand. You can understand it if you say it?"

"Today's celebration wine..." After saying that, he also sang a small song with great enthusiasm. While singing, he walked to the middle-aged woman and took out a cigarette from the crack next to her glass counter. It cost less than ten yuan a box of cigarettes, which looked a little wrinkled.

When he lit it, Zhong Ye vomited a cigarette ring: "It's not okay to pretend that you can't notice it. I have to give the guy behind me some eye drops and let him sleep on the sofa tonight." After saying that, he left with a smile, and the middle-aged woman also shook her head with a smile, took out a box of cigarettes from her pocket, took out one, and stuffed it into the crack.

The heroic woman saw it and didn't understand it. She also noticed that the answer she wanted seemed to be able to get it from this woman who looked very ordinary and well-off.

"Since you don't object to your husband's smoking, why do you have to put on such a stance?"

The middle-aged woman raised her head, looked at her twice, and sighed. This sigh made the heroic woman's face turn red. Many meanings of the communication between her eyes could be conveyed. A miserable woman's unrequited love is destined to have a result. This sigh was the advice she gave to her and her understanding of her.

"In this way, he can smoke less, and I don't need to nag all day long to destroy the relationship between us couples." After saying that, the middle-aged woman didn't stop and said what the other party wanted to know: "The child poured him wine, which was his recognition of him. When he still had half a glass of wine, he hoped that he would drink less. As for what they wanted to say and what they did, I don't need to know. I guess you will know that eating all the food is not the kind of person who has room for room for anything.

, if you do things, you will not regret it and will definitely do things to the extreme. The two paranoid guys can only sit down and have a meal. Then I want to see everyone drinking too much and slap the table to sing songs that are out of tune. "After saying that, I stood up, walked to the table, and started to clean up the dishes. She didn't know why they came for. She only knew that there was some concern and some understanding of each other. In their machismo, they would not say it out, but they would only do it.

Such men are not affordable.

When I opened the curtain in the kitchen, I saw a fat man who was panicking and slapped out the cigarette. The kitchen of other people's small restaurants was dirty. Here, there was a clean and tidy light. If there was no curtain in front and back, the guests could see the kitchen and believe that their appetite would increase greatly.

From top to bottom, the fat chef has white hats, clothes and scarves all over the body. Just like this kitchen, it makes people feel confident in eating here.

"Leave?"

"Well, I'm leaving, why don't you go out to meet?"

"You ask clearly, you know that I am afraid of him. Every time I come and look at me, I am afraid of you for three years, for fear that I will treat you a little badly, so he slapped me."

"In a few days, our dad's birthday was celebrated, and he left a phone number."

"Hey, I really want to see Sister Yu's child."

"Switch on the TV and watch it, you can't see it every day."

"How is this happening this time? Do you have any scenes with that guy Zhong Ye?"
Chapter completed!