In the early morning, on the road, except for the old man who got up early to exercise, there were breakfast stalls distributed in the streets and alleys.

Yu Yuechu and Wen Fuling had extraordinary experiences last night, which made them both have different slight and heavy tiredness on their faces. At this time, the two of them were walking side by side on the deserted streets, and Zou Baba's clothes made them look like they had just come out of the bar all night.

But it is obvious that anyone who goes to a bar to dance will not wear a good girl's A-line skirt, nor will he wear Ming Hanfu that is obviously incorrect.

Yu Yuechu took the lead in breaking the silence: "The boss is really. He didn't let me change my clothes, so he drove us out of the door."

"Uh... it's true." Wen Fuling's hand kept trying to pull the lines on the skirt that had fallen out of the pleated ones, but it was just futile and had no effect. Although there were not many people on the street at this time, she still felt a little shy.

But people are like this. You may be walking alone in the lively food street, you may be embarrassed to eat while walking, or you may be embarrassed to watch hilarious movies by yourself, but when you have like-minded partners around you, you won’t care about these things.

Wen Fuling raised her eyes and secretly glanced at Yuechu. Although the tired look on Yuechu's face at this time was better than what she saw when she woke up, it still couldn't hide it. However, this tired look gave her a more intimate sense of life and added a touch of humanity.

"I originally planned to bring some gifts to you and Boss Zhou after finishing my work." Wen Fuling's voice was always slow, with her own rhythm in it, which was very suitable for some radio dramas. Yu Yuechu liked to listen to her: "Wait a while before my work is done, let's go shopping, at least change your clothes."

"Shopping?" Yu Yuechu's eyes were obviously bright. It seemed that whether it was a woman or a female ghost, they all liked to go shopping.

Wen Fuling nodded seriously and said no.

"Then I'll take you to a delicious breakfast restaurant for food first!" Yu Yuechu became radiant and energetic. She carried Wen Fuling's arm and strode forward, and disappeared in an instant.

"Cough, cough cough cough!"

"Sorry, Fuling, I should give you a cushion room." Yu Yuechu was so excited that she didn't notice that Fuling didn't keep up with her rhythm at all. When she was teleporting, she bit her tongue and choked again. It hurt and felt uncomfortable, and she kept choking.

Didn’t the boss remove the unlucky talisman from Fuling? Why is she still so unlucky? Yu Yuechu looked at Fuling’s little sad look, and suddenly felt that his maternal love was full of pain, thinking that Zhou Jiuyi had not worked hard.

The two stood at the entrance of a restaurant. This restaurant was not a special breakfast shop. Its door was not big, but the business inside was very prosperous. Although it was very early, the seats were basically empty. Yu Yuechu pulled Wen Fuling and walked straight to the innermost, as if he was entering a no-man's land.

A tall old man in the kitchen was lying on a rocking chair, staring at his son or apprentice making buns, crossing his legs, sucking the tea from the big tea tank while staring at others working. It can be said that it is very comfortable.

"Oh, little old man." Yu Yuechu said hello without hesitation.

It seemed that the moon was coming, and the old man on the rocking chair had his skills that were not in line with his age. He stood up straight, making Wen Fuling secretly shout in his heart:

Wonderful!

"Isn't this Aunt Yuechu... Miss A Yuechu? What do Boss Zhou want to eat today? I'll do it right away!" When the old man stood in front of the two, Wen Fuling discovered that the old man was so tall. Everyone knows that when aged, his height will shrink to a certain extent, making people look thin and dry, but the old man in front of him is not like this. He has a strong tendon flesh, so it's not a problem to beat ten young men.

Compared with the old man's enthusiasm, Yuechu's attitude was very cold, and there was even a hint of being less respectful to the elderly and loving the young. She said bluntly: "Boss Zhou doesn't eat it today. It's the two of us. This is Wen Fuling, a new clerk in the teahouse. The first time you are here, you can make some delicious food for her. The kind you are good at, don't be too greasy, don't be too slow. We have other things to do later."

"Okay! Please wait!" The old man's smiling face was like a blooming chrysanthemum. It was originally something you and I wanted to do, but there was someone who didn't look at me and wanted to come over and meddle in other people's business.

A man wearing a sloppy dress seemed to have not been brushed for a long time. From a distance, he could smell the smell of cologne perfume on his body. He squinted his eyes and spoke to the old man, but his eyes were only frozen on Yu Yuechu and Wen Fuling's chest, but he thought that others were blind and could not see it.

"I'm talking to Mr. Tian, ​​this little girl doesn't know how to respect the elderly and love the young. She is not polite to you at all. Your attitude is a bit nice, right?" The man seemed to be from the perspective of the little man, and was upset on his face: "Do you want me to teach this little girl a lesson for you?"

Before Yu Yuechu could speak, the old man's eyebrows had just stood up, and his taciturn apprentice or son moved. He sent his hand to make a bun forward and smiled foolishly: "Brother, are you eating buns?"

"If you don't eat, don't interrupt..."

"If you don't eat, get out. Don't you know that you have to queue up for dinner?" After hearing the man's answer, the human and animal's harmless look immediately became terrible. It turns out that people from Sichuan Province will change their faces.

"How did you say?" The man was dissatisfied at first, but compared the gap between body shape and strength, he became timid and turned his head to point the contradiction at the weak woman he thought: "These two girls didn't line up, and they went straight into the kitchen. Why are you talking about me, not them?"

"Oh~ I get it." The man sneered and long voice, talking to himself, and inciting the masses around him, wanting to use the power of the masses to occupy the high ground of public opinion: "Do you want to sell your favors and train them in the lineup when you see these two girls' movies? Even if I agree, the aunts who are queuing up will not agree! Aunts, are you right?"

The aunts didn't give him a look, which made him embarrassed.

The old man also looked at the monkey from the beginning when his eyebrows were raised and he was about to curse.

The man felt something was wrong with the development of things. He made gestures and gestures in vain, but everyone was indifferent.

"Why don't you talk? Ah?!"

Seeing the sloppy man about to collapse, the aunt behind him reached out and patted him with disgust, and kindly reminded him: "Big brother, at your age, you dare to call us auntie, you are too brave."

"That's right," the man who made a bun looked stupid, but he was heartbroken when he spoke.
Chapter completed!