At this time, Wan Yunting drove his car and took Fang Yanxi to the food street opposite the entrance of Huadu University. He found a parking space and parked the car. They got off the car together. It happened to be lunch time, so they saw many
Students are looking for food in the food court.
“Zhenzhen Claypot Rice!”
Soon the two of them were standing in front of a store with a signboard that read "Zhenzhen Claypot Rice". The store inside was not very big, with ten tables that could accommodate more than thirty people.
On the iron stove at the entrance of the shop, there are a total of twelve small stoves, with casseroles of the same size placed on them. They all make gurgling sounds and emit a rich fragrance, which makes Wan Yunting and Fang Yanxi unable to help themselves.
The ground smiled.
It feels like going back to seven years ago, when the two of them were in college, they often came together to eat claypot rice. Although time has passed and Huadu University no longer belongs to their era, this Zhenzhen Claypot Rice shop is still thriving.
, mouth too much and food too little.
"Handsome beauties, what do you want to eat?"
The person in charge of these twelve stoves is a plump middle-aged woman. Her hands are very fast. She is constantly looking at the rice in the twelve casseroles on the stove, constantly controlling the heat and adding ingredients.
This is a job that requires a lot of time management.
"Sister Zhen, don't you remember us?"
Wan Yunting looked at this woman whose real name was Chen Cuizhen, who was affectionately called Sister Zhen by everyone. She then raised her head and looked at Wan Yunting and Fang Yanxi in front of her. Her red face suddenly showed a surprised expression, "You... you are not
Xiao Wan? And you, are you Xiao Fang?"
"Sister Zhen, you still remember me."
Seeing that Sister Zhen remembered her, Fang Yanxi was happy and smiled politely.
"Oh, it's really you."
When Sister Zhen saw it was them, she immediately turned around excitedly and shouted to the middle-aged man in the room who was clearing the tables and taking care of the students to eat: "Old Lin, come out quickly and see who is here..."
Lao Lin is Sister Zhen's husband. The couple has opened a shop here for more than ten years. When he came out, he recognized Wan Yunting and Fang Yanxi and exclaimed: "Xiao Wan, Xiao Fang, it's been a long time since I saw you come to our place."
time to eat."
"Yes, more than seven years."
Wan Yunting and Fang Yanxi looked at each other, nodded and smiled.
"Xiao Wan, we have watched the news these past two days."
While controlling the casserole on the stove, Sister Zhen said excitedly to Wan Yunting: "I said at the beginning that you must have been unjust. It's true that God has paid off and has finally cleared your name. It's just a pain for you.
Seven years in prison."
"yes."
Lao Lin wiped his hands. They still remembered that Wan Yunting was arrested from the school by the police and was eventually sentenced to seven years in prison. The couple was filled with emotion.
When Wan Yunting was at Huadu University, he and Fang Yanxi were both influential figures. Although they were from a wealthy family, they were very friendly to others, especially when they came to Sister Zhen's place for a clay pot meal every day, so they and Sister Zhen and his wife
The relationship is very familiar.
Coupled with the incident that happened to Wan Yunting back then, Sister Zhen and Lao Lin were even more impressed by Wan Yunting.
"But it's okay now. Xiao Wan was wronged." Lao Lin waved his hand, and now the matter is over.
Sister Zhen nodded and immediately asked them: "Xiao Wan Xiao Fang, what do you want to eat? Sister Zhen, I will cook it for you now."
Wan Yunting and Fang Yanxi looked at each other, smiled at Sister Zhen and said, "Cooked meat clay pot rice!"
"Oh, I knew you ordered this. You couldn't get enough of it every day."
Sister Zhen smiled sweetly, and Lao Lin immediately called them in, found an empty seat for Wan Yunting and Fang Yanxi to sit down, and kept chatting with them about the changes in Huadu University...
Sister Zhen soon cooked the claypot rice and served it. Wan Yunting and Fang Yanxi took a bite. The two of them showed the same expression they had not seen for a long time. They laughed in unison at Sister Zhen: "It still tastes the same."
"Haha, you should come over to eat together more often in the future." Sister Zhen smiled coquettishly and winked at Wan Yunting, hinting at them.
This made Wan Yunting feel funny. He looked up at Fang Yanxi sitting in front of him and saw that she was still so elegant. She was eating her meal slowly and nodded in response to Sister Zhen's words: "Okay, we will come here often in the future..."
These words made Fang Yanxi's ears turn red, and she tried hard to restrain herself and keep her expression calm...
Since they arrived late, all the students had gone back to school after lunch. Sister Zhen also had time to sit down and rest, chatting with Wan Yunting and Fang Yanxi, while Lao Lin silently packed his things.
As a result, at this time, only five young people were seen walking in, led by a little red-haired man. When Old Lin saw him, his face changed slightly.
“It’s time to pay the management fee!”
The little red-haired man, nicknamed Brother Lang, came up and sat on the stool at the door. Sister Zhen, who was chatting with Wan Yunting and others inside, turned her head and got up and went out as soon as she saw him: "Didn't we just meet this month the day before yesterday?
Yes? Why do you come to ask for it again today?"
Brother Lang shook his legs and looked at Sister Zhen in a nonchalant manner, "I paid the management fee normally the day before yesterday, but today I'm here to ask for it. It's our Brother Pao's birthday tonight, so Brother Lang is tight on money, so I want you to pay the next one today.
Monthly management fee!”
These words made Sister Zhen angry. She put her hands on her hips and said, "No, if you don't have any money, just come here and ask for it. Do you think this is an ATM?"
Snapped!
Xiao Hongmao slapped the table angrily and stood up. The four younger brothers behind him also took a step forward. Brother Lang pointed at Sister Zhen's nose: "Ba Po, do you not want to do business here anymore? If you don't want to do it, I will open your shop now."
Dismantle it and let others make it!"
"No, no, no, Brother Lang, calm down..."
Old Lin quickly pulled Sister Zhen. After all, this little red-haired guy was a gangster in this area, and the boss behind him, Brother Pao, knew the people above him, so they dared to be so arrogant.
This scene made Wan Yunting and Fang Yanxi, who were sitting inside, raise their eyebrows. Although they had known that someone behind the food court was collecting management fees, that is, protection fees, the little red-haired person in front of them was a bit too arrogant and domineering.
"Brother Lang, this is next month's management fee."
Lao Lin took out 5,000 yuan and gave it to Xiao Hongmao, but he shook his head: "It's less, I got 10,000 yuan!"
"Ten thousand? Are you robbing?"
Sister Zhen has a hot temper. When she heard that she wanted to pay 10,000 yuan, she immediately got angry.
boom!
As a result, Xiao Hongmao and the others became even more arrogant and overturned the table next to them: "So what if it's robbery? If you don't pay the management fee of 10,000 yuan today, I will destroy your store now."
"If you dare, go ahead and call the police now. I still don't believe that the current law can't cure you gangsters..." Sister Zhen was angry and took out her mobile phone to call the police. As a result, Xiao Hongmao went up and snatched it from her hand.
Just throw it to the ground...
"Ah, what are you doing..." Sister Zhen shouted angrily.
"Fuck me, if I don't teach this bitch a lesson, she won't know who the boss is in this world!"
Xiao Hongmao shouted, and the four boys behind him immediately lifted up another table. The casserole that had not been cleared away fell to the ground and shattered. Such a movement also attracted other shop owners and passers-by to watch and point.
"Asshole, I will fight with you..."
Sister Zhen was so furious that she went up and grabbed Little Red Hair, but she was not as strong as Brother Lang. She pushed Sister Zhen away so hard that she almost fell to the corner of the table behind her.
Suddenly a figure flashed past, and his big hand firmly held Sister Zhen's back, preventing her from hitting the back of her head on the corner of the table, "Sister Zhen, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, Xiao Wan, please call the police for me." Sister Zhen, who was being helped to stand firm, immediately shouted.
But Wan Yunting didn't do what she did. Instead, he shouted at those who smashed Sister Zhen's shop: "Stop!"