Liu Ningchen drove the car and glanced at Shen Dapeng, who was sitting in the passenger seat and was in a very good mood. He couldn't help but smile: "Is this why you came to me? You keep missing me? Tell me, what's going on?
thing?"
"Actually, it's not that big of a deal. It's just that this guy fell in love with a girl in our class..."
Shen Dapeng briefly told Liu Ningchen what happened, and finally emphasized that Shen Haitao knew about it in the hospital.
"Oh? Your dad already knows?"
When Liu Ningchen heard that Shenke also knew about this, he didn't teach Shen Dapeng any more. Instead, he pointed at Sun Dapaozi behind him and raised his voice intentionally: "What about the guy behind him? Do you need me to throw him in a detention center for a few days?"
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"Let's talk about it later. Let's throw it in the car first and let him calm down. Don't we have to drink mutton soup? Don't disturb our good mood..."
Shen Dapeng and Liu Ningchen were talking and laughing. Sun Dapaozi was sweating in the back, but he was calm enough. The sweat on his back was dripping down his back, and there were loaches in his pants.
Lao Muyang Soup Restaurant is a famous small restaurant in Qingshu County.
For more than ten years, it has been operating next to this relatively remote bus station. It only has a small room of more than 30 square meters. Excluding the kitchen, it takes up less than 30 square meters of space. There are four crowded things inside.
A dining table.
It was dinner time at this time, and the four dining tables were already full, leaving only a row of small wooden boards of the same height as the dining tables set up around the wall, with a few small stools placed next to them as backup when they were full.
If a tall or fat person is sitting there, curled up and feeling extremely uncomfortable, even in such an environment, the room is still full of people.
There are two reasons why Lao Muyang Soup Restaurant is popular. One is because it is clean. The walls, floors, and kitchen are all clean, and there is no sticky or greasy feeling on the dining table.
The second reason is because the mutton soup and siu mai have a pure taste, the recipe is unique to their family, and the mutton is a live sheep purchased by the boss from other places.
At this time, Shen Dapeng, who was 1.8 meters tall, was sitting with his legs curled up in front of a small wooden board facing the wall, shouting into the kitchen: "Waiter, two bowls of mutton soup, two drawers of Shaomai, a plate of soy sauce beef..."
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"Hey, kid, I'm treating you to dinner, and you order beef with soy sauce, are you trying to feast on me?"
Liu Ningchen scolded him, but then shouted inside: "Two plates of soy sauce beef..."
Not long after the two of them finished calling, a girl with a ponytail came out of the kitchen carrying two bowls of mutton soup, and then placed two drawers of Shaomai and two plates of beef in front of Shen Dapeng.
Steam was rising from the siu mai basket. By accident, the little girl's hand was burned. She exclaimed and quickly put it to her mouth and blew on it.
Lao Muyang Soup House is on a shady southern street with no direct sunlight. With the faint light, Shen Dapeng glanced at the little girl who was burned intentionally or unintentionally. He wanted to ask if it was serious, but his eyes just fell there.
The little girl's face was stunned, and she didn't respond for a long time.
The girl's long black hair was tied into a ponytail, which was swaying behind her head. Her cherry red lips were slightly raised, and she was seriously blowing the slender fingers that were as white as jade on her lips. It seemed that she had been burned a little.
Painful, his brows furrowed slightly, and his thick and long eyelashes fluttered.
She has a handsome and pretty face, but unfortunately she is wearing some faded jeans and a pink T-shirt. If she were to wear a floral pleated skirt, she would surely attract the hot gazes of countless boys.
Shen Dapeng also frowned. He always felt that this little girl looked familiar. He seemed to have seen her somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.
The little girl was concentrating on blowing on the burned area on her palm, but she inadvertently saw Shen Dapeng's hot eyes looking at her intently. She suddenly felt unhappy, gouged out a fierce look, and turned around to enter the kitchen.
Shen Dapeng's gaze kept escorting the little girl into the kitchen. Before he could recover, he was called back by Liu Ningchen's mocking voice.
Seeing the evil smile on Liu Ningchen's face, Shen Dapeng had no choice but to explain: "Brother Liu, don't get me wrong, I have no other ideas, I just think that little girl looks familiar."
"Ha ha!"
Liu Ningchen almost spat out his mouthful of mutton soup and laughed non-stop: "Your pick-up skills are terrible, aren't you? She still looks familiar? Why don't you say she looks like your dead girlfriend? What are you thinking, Brother Liu?
Don’t you know yet? Wait, I’ll ask her name for you.”
"Brother Liu, no need..."
Shen Dapeng stretched out his hand to stop him, but Liu Ningchen was faster.
Liu Ningchen walked to the door of the kitchen, and the little girl happened to come out of the kitchen again. She took out the police officer ID card in her pocket and said seriously: "Hello, little comrade, my name is Liu Ningchen, from the Public Security Bureau of the Public Security Bureau. I want to ask a question."
Looking at Liu Ningchen's police officer certificate, the little girl panicked a little and nodded.
"There is a station near you, and there is a large floating population. Have you ever encountered anyone collecting protection fees? Are there any dark forces harassing you?"
Liu Ningchen continued to ask seriously.
The little girl shook her head, "No one asked for protection money, and I didn't encounter any dark forces..."
"It's okay if you don't. If anything happens, remember to call the police."
Liu Ningchen turned around to leave, then suddenly turned around, "Little girl, what's your name? You look like a minor, right? Why does the owner of this store still hire minors? This is against the law..."
"No, no, this shop is opened by my father."
The little girl waved her hands repeatedly, fearing that Liu Ningchen would misunderstand, and explained: "My name is Su Su, and I am a freshman in No. 1 Middle School. Oh no, I am a sophomore in high school this year. Now on vacation, I will help in the store. My father is an honest man and won't
Doing things that are against the law and discipline.”
"Ah, I see. It's good that no child labor is employed. Then go get to work."
Liu Ningchen returned to his seat and winked at Shen Dapeng proudly, "Don't say Brother Liu won't help you, I'll say hello to you. This little girl is a sophomore in No. 1 Middle School. Her name is Su Su. She's on holiday.
Help at home.”
"Su Su? What a nice name..."
Shen Dapeng felt familiar, but his face was still blank. The memory of his previous life was no longer so clear, especially some people or things that were not related to him.
Under Shen Dapeng's storm, two plates of beef and two drawers of shaomai were completely eaten. Liu Ningchen looked on with a smile, occasionally sipping soup and eating a few shaomai. As for the soy sauce beef, he didn't touch a bite.
"Have you finished eating? Waiter, pay the bill!"
Liu Ningchen looked at the cleared plates and couldn't help but sigh, how many days has Shen Dapeng been hungry at home? How can he eat so well?
After paying the bill, the two of them returned to the van with shy stomachs. As soon as they entered, they smelled the stench of sweat and frowned.
Looking at Sun Dapaozi in the back seat of the car, he was sweating profusely, as if he had just taken a shower. The tiger tattoo on his chest looked like a drowned cat. The two of them immediately understood where the smell of sweat came from.