The proprietress’s surname is indeed Long, and her name is very interesting, it’s Longmei.

She looked at Tang Xiaobao and suddenly laughed.

No matter who he is, here, he is just her guest.

"Do you want to eat?"

"Yes, fellow."

Tang Xiaobao greeted him in Sichuan dialect.

“Are you from Sichuan?”

Long Mei asked in Sichuan dialect in surprise.

"Isn't Dragon Warrior a panda? Sichuan is the hometown of pandas."

Tang Xiaobao blinked.

"You can't really be Don—"

Long Mei didn't say it.

Tang Xiaobao just smiled, neither answering, denying nor admitting.

Long Mei understood and said to the waiter, "Quick, go get some dishes. It's my treat."

ah?

The waiter was stunned for a moment, frowned and said, "Long Mei, aren't you closing today? If you don't close now, it might not be safe soon."

"Don't worry about it, just go and cook."

Long Mei hesitated for a moment and then made up her mind.

The guy had no choice but to go to the kitchen to cook.

Tang Xiaobao was arranged to sit down by Long Mei.

She poured another cup of tea and said, "This is the tea I asked someone to bring from home. It's not a great tea, but I usually wouldn't drink it. Today, we have a distinguished guest, so I wanted to try it and see if it tastes like home."

Tang Xiaobao took a bite and looked up, only to find that Long Mei was waiting for his answer with anticipation.

He was too embarrassed to admit that he couldn't taste the tea, so he just smiled and said, "It's really delicious, with a taste of home."

"That's good, that's good."

Long Mei smiled and nodded, feeling a little overwhelmed.

For a moment, the two didn't know what to say.

She was now certain that the man in front of her was the wanted Dragon Warrior, and that he was from Sichuan, so he was most likely Tang Xiaobao.

But she won't point it out.

After a while, she asked carefully, "You're wanted everywhere out there, aren't you afraid?"

"Why should I be afraid? They should be the ones afraid."

"That's right, you are really amazing."

Long Mei gave a thumbs up.

Tang Xiaobao smiled and asked, "You're from Sichuan too. What made you want to open a shop here? How's business?"

"Business is just so-so. Actually, I've lived here since I can remember. My parents brought me here. I've never been back in the past ten years."

Long Mei said somewhat sadly.

Tang Xiaobao was a little curious: "Why do you seem so sad? Are you missing home?"

"Yeah, I do. I dream of going back."

Long Mei's eyes were a little red.

Tang Xiaobao consoled him, "If you want to come back, go ahead. China has been developing very well over the years, and has changed a lot."

"I can't go back."

Long Mei sighed.

Tang Xiaobao asked: "Why?"

Long Mei hesitated for a moment before saying, "Do you drink?"

"ah?"

"I'll have a few drinks with you. I haven't eaten yet, so how about we chat while we drink?"

Long Mei looked at Tang Xiaobao with some anticipation.

Tang Xiaobao naturally would not refuse.

It’s nice to be in a foreign country, eating hometown food, drinking wine with fellow villagers and listening to stories.

Soon, the waiter fried a few dishes.

He took off his apron, frowned, and said, "I have to go back. You should also close your stall early. It will be unsafe soon."

"Okay, you go back first."

Long Mei said, "By the way, don't tell anyone about what happened tonight."

"Sister Long, you underestimate me. I am Chinese after all. I would never betray my compatriots."

The guy said seriously.

"Okay, okay, you go back first."

Long Mei waved.

The waiter said hello to Tang Xiaobao and left first.

Long Mei went over and closed the door, then came back and took out a bottle of wine.

This wine is also a small corner building in China.

"How do you have this kind of wine?"

Tang Xiaobao was even more surprised.

"This is the wine from my hometown, Pyeongchang, you know?"

"I know. I'm from Bazhong."

Pingchang is a county town under the jurisdiction of Bazhong.

"Ah, yes, yes, you are from Tongjiang, Bazhong, and I am from Pingchang. We are really from the same hometown."

Only then did Long Mei remember something. Isn’t Tang Xiaobao from Tongjiang, Bazhong?

When fellow villagers met, their eyes were filled with tears. Long Mei was a little excited. She poured two glasses of wine and said to Tang Xiaobao, "It's fate that we can meet real fellow villagers here. Let's drink."

She drank it all herself.

However, she didn't seem to be able to drink much. After drinking a glass of wine, her little face turned red, like a red apple in autumn, which made her look even more cute.

She looked very young, at most twenty years old, but she seemed very mature and steady, and seemed to have a lot on her mind, which made Tang Xiaobao feel a little sympathetic.

and curious.

Tang Xiaobao also did it. While eating, he said, "Since we are a pair of fellow villagers who have bumped into each other, it must be fate. If you have any worries, you might as well tell me. Sometimes, things can't be kept in your heart forever. If you talk about it and share it with others, you won't be so unhappy."

"I want to, too, but I have no one to share my thoughts with. It's just perfect, so you can be my audience today."

"Okay, I'm all ears."

Long Mei rubbed her eyes with both hands, wiped back the tears from the corners of her eyes, and let out a long breath before saying, "My hometown is Pingchang. My father used to be the deputy county magistrate in charge of urban construction, but later, he brought our family to move here."

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