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Chapter 212: Goodbye has been a year(1/2)

Yue Yi'er took Tangtang, who had a calm face and said nothing, to the school.

Sitting on the carriage, the little girl was as stiff as a piece of wood. The only thing that made Tang Zhi happy was that she obediently followed her brother's instructions and did not say anything unpleasant. When Yue Yi'er asked her a question, although she felt anxious in her heart

He was reluctant, but gave a face-saving answer.

My sister went to school. After Tang Zhi washed the dishes, he went to Yang Ziguo's villa and visited the Soul-Calming Cauldron.

The medicines that Doctor Yang had previously prepared for the two brothers and sisters were all ineffective, so today they were still preparing new medicines. The strong smell of boiled red dates filled the magical space in the villa.

Thinking of seeing his uncle at night, the young man's mood was as bright as the morning sun.

It's only morning now, and I'm looking forward to the arrival of night. Today is destined to be a long day.

Tang Zhi went to the kitchen of Aunt Ji's noodle shop again to help Aunt Ji.

Although the fans who crowded in Shuijingwan at the beginning still help Tang Zhi to fight all day long on the star chasing forum, due to the cooperation of the dynasty, they have no longer interfered with Tang Zhi's real life. Now everything has returned to tranquility.

Paper has already been able to come in and out freely here.

"Who is that girl who just sent Tangtang away? She has a bit of the beauty of Xun'er when I was young." In the bustling kitchen, Aunt Ji held two kitchen knives in her hands, chopping them quickly to make the second batch of dumplings.

of minced meat, he asked curiously.

"She is the dynasty princess Yue Yi'er." Tang Zhi said while simmering the noodle soup for cooking today, and then explained Yue Yi'er's intention of coming yesterday and the fact that she stayed overnight.

"What the hell?" Aunt Ji felt Xia Lei's ears ringing, and the knife in her hand stopped, "She stayed at your house all night?"

"Um."

"Fuck...this bitch is so wild?!" Aunt Ji was furious, "Did she be reckless with you last night?!"

"...Aunt Ji, why is your brain circuit different from that of ordinary people?" Tang Zhi didn't drink water. If he drank water, he would probably spray it directly into the big pot in front of him.

"I will never allow other women to mess around with my child. Next time you bring a woman into your house, you must go through my approval."

"Auntie, what are you talking about..." Tang Zhi is not a very humorous person, and he was so shy that he didn't know how to answer, "I'm here to help..."

"Help?" The knife in Aunt Ji's hand was chopped heavily on the cutting board, "Tang Zhi, your Aunt Ji is well-read..."

"widely read?"

"Can you give me some face? Okay, just right, just right, I happened to read a comic, which popularized a kind of bird that lives in the elves, called the nesting bird. This bird is a male bird

When the mating season comes, the female bird will come to inspect the nest built by the male bird. The female bird will peck it with her beak and flap her wings vigorously to check whether the nest is solid or not. Then the male bird will be right next to it.

Sing, dance, and show off your talents.

If the female bird feels that the male bird's nest is well built, the female bird will mate with the male bird and form a pair."

Aunt Ji raised her finger and said solemnly: "So I seriously doubt this girl's intention!"

"Aunt Ji! I said she was here to help and for my sake..." Tang Zhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Seeing as she is thinking about you, I won't pursue anything. My child, the princess of the dynasty, cannot be touched as much as she wants. Humph, but by the way, when did you meet the princess of the dynasty?"

"It was before..."



While chatting, the time slowly reached nine-thirty, and people who went out to work had already left.

I don’t know why, but there were very few people coming to eat noodles this morning. At this time of order, there was not even a single customer.

Since there were no guests, it was natural to have some free time. After making the dumplings, Tang Zhi didn't want to be idle, so he found work for himself and started cleaning the green onions for next use.

Aunt Ji finished her work, yawned, shook her hands, and stood at the door of the shop to rest.

Aunt Ji saw that Zhu Laoba, an autistic patient with a famous bad temper in Shuijingwan, was still chopping beef at the door of the shop. The bright red beef looked very tempting.

The relationship between the two has eased a lot, and is even slowly moving in the direction they most hope for. So when she saw Zhu Laoba, Aunt Ji's lips couldn't help but form a happy smile.

Turning around again, I saw a strange man standing at the door of Shuijingwan at some unknown time.

The man was wearing a somewhat ancient robe, which looked a bit sultry under the bright morning sun. The sunlight fell on his upright face, which made the clear edges look as firm as steel.

The dilapidation of the building was beyond the man's imagination, so his eyes wandered repeatedly, and finally he looked at the empty square and walked slowly in.

The man's steps were gentle and his breath was normal, no different from the most ordinary ordinary people.

With a powerful and heavy blow, he cut a piece of beef in half. Boss Zhu immediately felt the arrival of this strange man and subconsciously raised his head.

The aura of this man with long hair, tied up delicately, as if he had stepped out of a costume TV series, was too ordinary, as ordinary as if he were just a speck of dust. However, Zhu Laoba, who had lived for hundreds of years, had a keen intuition that told him

Looking at myself, this man doesn't seem that simple.

"Handsome guy, do you want some noodles? Have you heard of Ji Meiren Noodle House? Tang Zhi Tang Shaoxia highly recommends it! Everyone who has tried it says it's good!" Aunt Ji casually took out a stick of noodles and held it in her mouth, as if she was holding a cigarette.

, folding his hands on his exaggeratedly plump chest, promoting himself.

The man stopped.

Not long after he came out of seclusion, the man didn't know who Tang Zhi was. For a leader like him, a fledgling junior, no matter how much attention he attracted in the dynasty, was just dust, so he had no interest in asking.

I just looked at the crooked characters "Ji Meiren Noodle House" on the noodle shop with some curiosity, and then looked at the burly woman under the signboard who had nothing to do with the word beauty. After hesitating for a moment, I slowly sat down in the noodle shop.

middle.

I was really hungry after traveling for so long without eating.

"What does the boss eat? We have all kinds of noodles in our noodle shop, including dumplings and glutinous rice balls. Only you can imagine it, but I can't do it without you." Aunt Ji showed her signature smile, "It seems that this is your first time coming to our store. There are usually many things in the store.

I was overwhelmed with customers, and my shop was always crowded with customers, but I generally remember the customers I met. The bad old man named Wu Wenfeng who was three kilometers away came to my shop once, and I even thought he liked to wear pink.

I can see my sexy hobbies in socks, but I’ve never seen you before. This must be your first time here?”

"It doesn't matter if it's the first time. You must have come here because of my reputation. Hahaha, my reputation as a beauty has spread all over the world. It didn't happen in a day or two. Many people admire my cooking skills and my beauty... Tell the truth.

Don’t worry about embarrassment or anything like that, I don’t admire these vanities but I can still bear them.”

"To be honest, you are really lucky today. You can enjoy the one-on-one service of my beauty Ji at a cheap price. Who is usually so lucky?!"

The proprietress of this noodle shop crackled like a firecracker with her mouth, which made the man couldn't help but have a faint smile on his face. He silently sighed "Interesting" in his heart, nodded and said: "This is my first time. Give it to me.

Let’s cook an omelette and mix it with the noodles, but don’t add the green onions.”

"Noodles mixed with omelette, okay, no problem. This is my specialty. I'll give you a discount if you come here for the first time. I'm not bragging. I don't give discounts to most people. It's just because of what you're wearing.

This kind of ancient costume touched the soft spot in my heart.

Ah, when I was young, I was also a fan of this kind of ancient clothing. Now my hobby has changed. The main reason is that it is inconvenient to wear this thing when cooking noodles every day. You said it would be troublesome if the belt falls into the pot, right? So I still wear this now.

Planting clothes is good, it is indeed much more convenient..."

"Aunt Ji, hurry up and cook the noodles. Don't keep the guests waiting." Tang Zhi shouted in the kitchen, reminding Aunt Ji who started running around like a flying carriage again.

"That's right, that's right. Now that you are older and your wings have become stiffer, you have to take care of me." Aunt Ji walked into the kitchen angrily and lit the fire to fry the eggs.

The man couldn't help but laugh, looking at this ordinary noodle shop curiously, and then curiously looking at the cracked gap in the door of the noodle shop, the threshold made smooth by the friction of shoe soles, the flowers and trees outside the noodle shop, and even the poor loess in the square.

ground.

He saw an exaggeratedly fat man chopping beef, an old man sitting on the edge of the flower bed and starting to mess around, and some neighbors cursing and swearing while going out to work...

The lives of the people in this dilapidated community are like rats struggling to survive in the sewers. They are as shabby and shabby, but full of a certain light that is not found in Xuansheng Sect.

Have you just stayed here all these years?

The man's eyes became as soft as the sunshine.

Not long after, a bowl of fragrant omelette noodles was brought out on a Tang paper and placed in front of the man.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Tangzhi, who announced that he had moved away, still wore a mask in front of the rest of the people in Shuijingwan.

"Sir, please use your noodles slowly."

"Okay, thank you." The man took out a pair of black lacquered chopsticks from the chopstick holder. He did not eat the hot noodles immediately, but stared at the Tang Zhi.

"Shangpin Huangjie, which sect are you a student of?" the man suddenly said softly.

Tang Zhi couldn't help but be stunned, staring at this man with an extremely ordinary aura.

After reaching Xuan level, all the meridians are opened up, and Hao Qi can be erupted on a large scale, and only then can one hide his aura. Therefore, practitioners of Huangpin level have no way of hiding in the eyes of powerful people of Xuan level and above.

Being able to see his own cultivation level at a glance, he didn't expect that this man was also a practitioner.

Tang Zhi couldn't hide it, so he could only nod his head and said: "Well, you have good eyesight, but I am not a student of any sect."

"Not a sect student?" Even a strong man at the ground level is just a grain of sand in the eyes of a man, let alone a young man at the yellow level, so this is just a random question, because he didn't expect that in this ordinary shop

There are actually practitioners, and I didn’t expect that there would be unexpected answers.

"Well, it's a long story, but it's true that I didn't enter the sect to practice." Tang Zhi smiled. He didn't want this difficult-to-explain conversation to continue, and his identity would be exposed, so he returned to the kitchen.

The man didn't ask any more questions and started making hot noodles as usual.

The noodles are really delicious.

But the drunkard's intention is not to drink, and the purpose of his coming here is not to meet.

He is naturally a super strong man from Xuansheng Sect, Mo Jingxie.

"Madam boss, cook another bowl of beef noodles." After finishing the bowl of noodles soon, Mo Jingxie greeted again.

Aunt Ji laughed and said: "Good appetite, good!"
To be continued...
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