Mrs. Cheng's breakfast shop is also quite famous in Hanshi, Weihe County. It has nothing special, just a few old-fashioned foods: hot soy milk, fried dough sticks, scallion pancakes and steamed buns.
The taste has not changed in more than 20 years, and the price has not increased much.
Mrs. Cheng had just brought soy milk to a table of guests, and then she tremblingly picked up an umbrella and poked her wife on the back. "I told you to put on more clothes when the temperature drops today, but why don't you listen? I just don't listen!"
She looked like just an ordinary old woman, but who would have thought that there would be a sinister look in her smiling eyes from time to time.
Old Yu covered his knees that were sore from the cold. He hid and said harshly: "How many months are you wearing? Do you know how cold it is in spring and autumn? Hey, be gentle! You damn old woman!"
"Why did grandpa make grandma angry again?" A tall and thin man came in and took a few pieces of paper from the table to wipe the rain off his face. He was wearing a white shirt and his skin was a healthy wheat color. When he smiled,
The shallow dimple on the right side of his face makes him look a little more childlike when he originally looks calm and sophisticated.
Mrs. Cheng let go of her wife who exaggeratedly cried out in pain, turned around and knocked on her grandson's forehead: "You forgot to bring your umbrella again? Don't you know you should check the weather forecast before going out? You old and young ones are the ones.
Don’t let me worry!”
The young man covered his head and begged for mercy: "Oh, I was wrong, grandma, come on, come on, I bought fried chicken legs for you to eat."
Mrs. Cheng took the bag and muttered: "What do you eat in the morning? Chicken drumsticks are so greasy. How can they be as delicious as grandma's dumplings? My dear grandson, have you had breakfast? Drink some soy milk. It's hot.
Eat it in a bowl to avoid catching a cold."
She distributed the chicken legs to her wife beside her, carefully unfolded the napkin in the bag, and a kind smile appeared on her face. "By the way, you said a few days ago that you would take your grandpa and me on a trip.
My memory is getting worse day by day, just wait, we’ll pack up and set off later.”
Mrs. Cheng folded the napkin, wiped her husband's greasy mouth, then balled it up and threw it into his hand. "Eat quickly! Don't be slow!"
"I just got dentures, and I'm not used to eating yet, why bother?" Old Man Yu complained while chewing on the chicken legs. He calmly clutched the piece of paper, a secret smile flashing across his face.
Mrs. Cheng's grandson finished a large bowl of hot soy milk in a few sips, then began to help his grandma clean up the empty tables and chairs, and kindly reminded the guests who were about to enter the breakfast shop: "Sorry, please come back another time."
Well, we have to close the stall early today."
The few people who came here were all regular customers here. One of them, a middle-aged man, asked, "Aunt Cheng, are you going on a trip again?"
Old Mrs. Cheng nodded repeatedly, smiling so hard that the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes came together one after another. "Yes, my grandson is filial, and he will take our old couple to travel all over the world as soon as he has free time. I guess he will have some fun this time.
It will take several days to come back."
"That's troublesome. We are not used to not eating your food in the morning!" Several guests laughed and laughed, all envious of the deep relationship between the three of them.
After seeing off all the guests, Old Man Yu poured himself a glass of white wine and said leisurely: "Every time before performing a mission, you have to have a glass of wine to relax. My dear grandson, no, Luli, would you like a glass too?"
"The crumpled napkin was unfolded at this moment and placed in his hand, with the mission that Ghost Eye was conveying written on it.
The young man in a white shirt turned the last bench upside down on the table and put it on the table. He smiled and said, "No, I'm a teetotaler. Sister-in-law, are you ready?"
"What can we prepare for? This is not the first time we have killed people. Who did Guimu ask us to deal with this time? Oh, right!" Old Mrs. Cheng slapped her forehead suddenly and finally recalled the name. "Bai
Su, it's Bai Su. This guy hasn't appeared for a long time. He's been lurking in someone's house for more than ten years and nothing has happened. It's really useless."
Lu Li slowly took out a bun from the cage, took two bites and said, "His identity has been exposed. The red-headed man was afraid that he would be tortured and leaked after the effect of the medicine was over, so he calculated the time for his improved medicine to expire and adjusted it.
When it was time to use explosives, I wanted to blow him and the guys from the Security Bureau into ashes. Who knew they all ran out two minutes early."
Xike said disdainfully: "I'm afraid Bai Su is afraid of death and knows that he won't be able to compete with them after time, so he didn't want to fight them to the death from the beginning and had already thought of an escape route. But what if he escaped?
, Guimu was angry that he was not doing things well, and might have suspected that he had made some deal with the Security Bureau in order to survive. How could he possibly be given a way to survive? He just changed his way of death, and we, the old couple, had to work hard to do it.
"
"You two have been working hard for Gui Mu for so many years. Are you still afraid of hard work? Do you really want to hang out in this breakfast shop every day?" Lu Li took another bite of the meat bun and fiddled with his cell phone to wait for the red-headed man to send it.
Tracking information about Bai Su.
The thin man drank a little wine, and finally a little blood showed on his slightly sunken gray-yellow cheeks. "You kid, you don't understand now! We are already this age, and it is true that we can live peacefully for a few more years. Who wants to do these things?"
It’s a life of divine punishment. In fact, Gui Mu can’t trust us two old bones now, otherwise he wouldn’t have let you follow us to carry out missions.”
"Senior Shou Ke, Mr. Guimu probably sees me as young and wants me to learn more from you."
Mrs. Cheng, also known as Ci Gu, was washing the dishes carefully and said: "Stop coaxing us. By the way, Lu Li, you are indeed cautious and prudent in doing things. Now Shi Li has disappeared, leaving a team leader position vacant.
If you behave well, you might become Guimou's right-hand man in the future."
Lu Li rolled up his sleeves and wanted to help her wash the dishes. He smiled and said, "Why do you worry about me? Do you really think of me as your grandson?"
"Yes, after acting for a long time, the fake things will become real. You look like a kid who is more stable than Lan Que and can become a big influence. At first glance, Lan Que, that kid, is arrogant and eager for success.
, I'm not sure what kind of big loss I will suffer in the future." Cigu put away the bowls and chopsticks, shook off the water on her hands, carefully looked around to make sure no one was watching her, and then took out an old rice jar from the rice vat.
A backpack with guns and knives hidden inside.
Lu Li said calmly: "That's not necessarily true. Lan Que is very active in everything he does. No matter how difficult the task is, he always rushes to the front. It is reasonable for the people above him to value him in the future... Hey, red-headed man.
I've sent a message. Oh, the target has entered Hanshi, which is about forty minutes' drive from us. Let's go, it's time for us to meet this Bai Su."
