Although he heard from her that this was a Lanzhou Ramen restaurant, Zhang Ke still didn't know the specific direction, so he had to watch her steps and act accordingly.
It is really a tiring job to pretend to remember someone without memory. Compared to hiding in Tibet and escaping quietly, Zhang Ke felt a different kind of hardship.
Fortunately, everything went smoothly. After walking along the road for a few hundred meters, they came across a shop called [Dawang Lanzhou Ramen]. Zhang Ke had been staring at the expression on Yuan Mengmeng's face. At this moment,
When you see her eyes shining with anticipation, you know that your destination has been reached.
"Welcome you two - oh, are they Xiao Zhang and your girlfriend?"
Walking into the store, an old man in his fifties or sixties, wearing a white chef's uniform and a Mediterranean hairstyle like a bird's nest, greeted him enthusiastically:
"Xiao Zhang, how long has it been since you came here? Today you finally want to support me again?"
"Ah, yes..." Although Zhang Ke felt confused and didn't recognize this enthusiastic boss at all, it could be seen from his words that he seemed to be a regular visitor here, so he had to smile politely and said ambiguously.
One sentence:
"It's been too long since I've eaten. I miss the taste of your food. I'd better follow the old rules."
"Okay, a bowl of Dawang braised beef noodles, a bowl of Lanzhou beef noodles, a plate of stir-fried lamb with green peppers and onions, and a whole bowl of sweet soup for your girlfriend, right?"
"Yes, yes, you have such a good memory." Zhang Ke nodded like he was pounding garlic.
It would be nice if talking to everyone took as much effort as talking to him.
"Boss Wang, don't forget to add more osmanthus to my sweet soup." Yuan Mengmeng said sweetly, "I like your homemade dried osmanthus sugar the most. You can't buy it outside."
Pure natural food.”
"Of course, how could I forget? Although you haven't been here for almost half a year, I still remember the food taste of every customer." Boss Wang said proudly, and then turned and walked into the kitchen.
Zhang Ke looked around. Although it was almost twelve o'clock, people were still flowing in and out of the store, but most of them were packing up late-night snacks to take away. People like them were not sitting in the store eating.
not much.
Apart from herself and Yuan Mengmeng, there was only one person sitting in the northwest corner. Her bangs were so long that they even covered her eyebrows. Most of her face was hidden behind a black hair curtain, which looked a bit eerie.
woman.
There was also a boy sitting at the door of the store, nibbling on a table of meat buns in front of him. He looked to be at least eighteen or nineteen years old. He was wearing a sports sweatshirt and had a bottle of peach-flavored Pulse in his hand.
He was dripping with sweat, and he had obviously just come over for a late-night snack after exercising.
He seemed to really like eating the Roujiamo here. Zhang Ke just looked at it roughly and estimated that there were six or seven Roujiamo piled in front of him, and they were all on plates, without packaging tapes.
It means to go.
"Dear, what are you looking at?" Yuan Mengmeng saw Zhang Ke staring in trance and said softly, "That person must be Xiao Xia, the Roujiamo maniac you told me before. He comes here to eat a bunch of them every night.
Roujiamo is a midnight snack and I never order anything else.”
"Xiao Xia? Ah... it's him, right?" Zhang Ke could only talk nonsense, "After all, is the Roujiamo here delicious?"
"And the woman in the corner is the one who lives in the basement of a building, right? I've heard Han Gang say it before, and she's really spooky... Look at her bangs, they're almost falling into the noodle soup.
"
Yuan Mengmeng quietly tapped her finger on the woman in the northwest corner.
"Han Gang?"
When he heard this name, Zhang Ke was stunned for a moment. He seemed to feel a little familiar, but the memory of this name in his mind was still completely blank, and he could not recall any impression at all.
"Ah! Don't get me wrong, we were just chatting... No, it was him talking to me. I didn't pay much attention at all. I just responded politely. After all, he is also an old acquaintance of yours and yours.
Landlord, I can’t be too rude.”
Seeing the confused expression on Zhang Ke's face and not replying immediately, Yuan Mengmeng felt even more nervous and hurriedly added:
"Don't worry, I have never accepted his confession. Although he has sent me roses every day recently, I have thrown them into the garden. You are the only one in my heart."
"You just said that Han Gang is my landlord...?" Zhang Ke had no intention of caring about this complicated emotional relationship, but found a piece of information that was more critical to him now.
"That's right... nine of the twelve buildings in this auspicious community are under the name of Han Gang's father. He can usually live a very good life relying on rent, and he does nothing but socialize with others every day.
Eating and drinking is just about picking up girls, you are not down to earth at all, and I am far inferior to you in my heart."
When Yuan Mengmeng saw that Zhang Ke was so interested in Han Gang, she didn't notice the strange question he just asked. Instead, she tried her best to clarify her relationship with Han Gang in every sentence and reiterated her love for him.
meaning.
"Then you...do you also know where I live?"
Zhang Ke almost blurted out, "Do you know where I live?", but fortunately, he reacted quickly, and the words took another detour.
"Isn't it Room 303, Building Three? What's wrong with you? I feel like you look a little strange today. You keep asking common sense questions."
Finally, Yuan Mengmeng also noticed that something was wrong with Zhang Ke, but she never thought of amnesia and time and space reincarnation. Instead, she thought that the root cause of the problem was herself, and she couldn't help but timidly asked:
"Are you still angry that I don't want to live with you? It's not that I don't want to get close to you. You also know that my family has very traditional values. If they know that I am living together without marriage, they will definitely
meeting……"
"No, I just...it's just that it's late, I'm a little sleepy, and my head is so dizzy that I can't use it well." Zhang Ke quickly said, "Don't take it to heart, I didn't mean to insinuate you."
"But don't worry, I have made up my mind. If you really want us to live together, I will do whatever it takes even if my parents object. I will call the moving company tomorrow..."
"Wait a minute, this matter is not urgent...it's really not urgent, we can discuss it later."
Zhang Ke thought to himself that I might still be a murderer and an absconding criminal. If I carry your loud voice with me every day, wouldn't it be equivalent to holding a loudspeaker and shouting to the police "I am here, I am here".
It's a pity that Yuan Mengmeng couldn't understand Zhang Ke's true thoughts. When he heard this, his eyes turned red and he seemed about to cry out of grievance.