On the other side, in a ramen restaurant, a middle-aged man walked towards a table with a tray and a bowl of noodles.
"Boss, why haven't you seen the boss lady today? Are you the only one working here?"
This customer was obviously a regular customer. When he saw that it was the shop owner who brought this noodle to him, he immediately smiled and spoke.
"She went shopping to buy clothes for her children!"
The man smiled and didn't care at all about the teasing words. He put the tray in his hand on the table and was about to take it to the guests. However, he inadvertently raised his head and saw the front of the teahouse not far away.
A person stood.
His eyes widened instantly, and the strength in his hands became unstable.
"Wow"
The bowl in his hand fell over directly, and all the steaming noodles fell on the table. The man's hand was also burned, and a pain came, which instantly brought him back to reality.
He hurriedly turned his head to look at the table, only to see that the bowl had been placed on the table, and the steaming noodles and the scalding noodle soup were flowing rapidly towards the guests.
The man reacted very quickly. When he realized something was wrong, he quickly grabbed a corner of the table, moved his feet, and pushed the table half a meter away.
"Wow!"
The hot noodles fell down, flowed from the table, and fell to the ground. A strong aroma instantly spread out, but the man breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, he responded very quickly, otherwise, it would have fallen on the guest, which would have been very troublesome.
The regular customer was stunned by this scene. He didn't expect that the noodles could be spilled. What he didn't expect was that the shop owner was so fast. When he saw the noodles overturned, he subconsciously opened his mouth.
The moment I realized something bad was happening, it was too late to avoid it.
If the shop owner hadn't just moved A Jing's table away, he would probably be out of luck now.
"this..."
The regular customer said something subconsciously, not knowing how to express the shock in his heart.
"I'm really sorry. I got burned. You go and sit at the table next to me. I'll clean up here later. I'm really sorry that you almost got hurt. I'm treating you here today."
The shop owner is a good person and expressed all his apologies before the regular customer said anything.
The regular customer was stunned for a moment. The boss had already said that, and he was not injured, so he did not continue to pester.
"Your reaction is so quick..."
After mumbling for a long time, this regular customer just managed to say these words, and then stood up at the boss's invitation and sat at another table.
"Hey, isn't this child's fucking training, okay?"
The boss made a joke, brought back the rag and mop, and put the
The spilled noodles were cleaned up, and the regular customers around laughed. There were many married people here who knew what the shop owner meant.
Everyone was smiling. The little accident just now was not taken seriously by everyone. After all, slippery hands are normal.
After packing everything up, the man turned back to the kitchen at the back, got down again, and looked outside the store again, his eyes scanning the figure in front of the teahouse: "Is that person back? Or is there someone who wants to break in?
Go in?"
His eyebrows gradually furrowed, but the man still retracted his gaze and started working, as if the outside things had nothing to do with him.
After a while, the man made a new bowl of noodles and gave it to the regular customer. Then he walked to the door, turned over a sign on the door to make noodles, and then walked back.
Everyone who saw the boss's action was stunned and very confused. It was almost lunch time, and the shop owner actually turned the sign over. Is he going to close early today?
"Hey, boss, what do you want to do today?"
A regular customer who saw this scene asked in confusion.
"Oh, something happened today. I just remembered that today is my wedding anniversary to my child's mother. I want to go back early and give her a surprise. You guys are eating. Either you are in a hurry or you won't accept the next guests."
The middle-aged man smiled naively and scratched his head. The regular customers in the store laughed and joked a few words, but did not continue to ask questions, but everyone ate the noodles faster.
We often eat here, and the relationship between everyone is pretty good. Since the boss is busy, they can't continue to waste his time here. It's convenient for others and themselves. This is how the relationship is slowly maintained.
The boss walked to the kitchen and turned off the fire. This move further proved what he just said.
Then he stood in the kitchen, looking out the door with a serious expression.
The situation of these three people happened at the same time everywhere in Maple Street. Some people who seemed to be normal at this moment did something inconsistent with normal almost at the same time and put down their work almost at the same time.
, start focusing on one direction.
Huang Haofa, standing at the door of the tea house, was like a small stone falling into the lake, breaking the originally calm water surface, and ripples spread around because of his appearance.
But at this time, he was completely unaware of all this. He frowned at the closed door of the tea house, hesitated for a moment, and then took a step towards the door of the tea house.
This step seems inconspicuous, but it makes everyone who pays attention to this place shrink their eyes. They are all guessing in their hearts whether this person is the person they have been waiting for, or someone who wants to break into the tea house.
Guy.
Their eyes were not on Huang Haofa's feet, but on Huang Haofa's hands.
You can determine whether he is the owner of the teahouse by looking at only one thing: whether this person can open the door of the teahouse.
In the bookstore, Lin Mo also saw this scene. He not only saw Huang Haofa, but also saw some of the people around him staring at the teahouse door. The corners of his mouth slowly raised.
"After such a long time, someone finally ventured into the teahouse. Huang Haofa probably doesn't know what's going on here. When he figures out what's going on, will he like this surprise?"
The voice was very low. Lin Mo was just talking to himself. He picked up the cup of instant coffee in front of him and took a sip. Not to mention, compared with this thing, tea tastes better.
Putting the cup down again, there was a mobile phone next to it. A text message had been edited on it, and the sender's position was written with two words - Gu Yuan.
This text message has been edited a long time ago, but it has not been sent yet. As for the content of this text message, it only has six words: Maple Street, Huang Hao...
... ...
At the door of the teahouse, Huang Haofa's hand was already on the door of the teahouse. He did not push the door open immediately. He was hesitating.
"This teahouse looks like it hasn't been open for a long time. Could it be that that guy isn't here?"
There was a layer of dust on the door of the teahouse, and it didn't look like anyone had come back.
"No, the supernatural team knows that I did what happened in Ping An Community, and it must have something to do with this guy. According to the information I got, this guy has never returned to the teahouse after the incident at Fengyuan Private High School. This in itself is
unusual."
"Then he can only be in two places, either the supernatural team or this teahouse. If he has handed over the secret of Fengyuan Private High School to the supernatural team, then the supernatural team will not directly announce my wanted list in order to protect him.
Order, but directly try to catch me."
"This shows that the relationship between him and the supernatural team has not reached that level. Maybe they are just cooperating."
"It's dark under the lights. Everyone knows that this is his place, and this teahouse has not been opened since then. If you think that guy has not come back, then there is a high possibility that he is hiding in this teahouse. The less likely he is to
What is possible becomes more possible!"
Thinking of this, Huang Haofa's eyes lit up, and the hand pressing the teahouse door fell on the lock. A ball of red mist followed his palm and flowed directly into the lock cylinder.
There was only a "click" sound, and the door lock was destroyed instantly. Huang Haofa let go of his hand and stretched out his hand to push.
"squeak"
A harsh sound came out, and the door of the teahouse, which had been closed for a long time, was reopened in Huang Haofa's hands. He raised his feet, crossed the threshold, and stepped into the teahouse.
And everyone who was paying attention to the situation here suddenly felt a fit and stood up.