Chapter 204 Wontons

"Let me see how many tricks you have learned to please a man."

When Lu Qian heard Cheng Yi's words, he felt mixed emotions.

She didn't believe that Cheng Yi didn't know that what she said was made up, especially after she escaped.

The problem was that the man was clearly ignoring it.

He did it on purpose.

Lu Qian turned his head out of the car window with a fearless attitude.

Just kill her.

Cheng Yi had already noticed Lu Qian's little movements while driving. He half-closed his eyes and chuckled casually.

He's so mad, and you think you can just hug him and kiss him and get rid of him? You're dreaming.

"Um, you haven't slept in three days...why don't you take a nap first?"

Lu Qian seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and turned around to ask Cheng Yi for confirmation.

Cheng Yi propped his elbows on the edge of the car window, casually fiddling with the steering wheel, and replied nonchalantly, "I still have the energy to make love."

“…”

He turned around and saw Lu Qian's annoyed look, and the evil smile on his lips widened even more.

It is true that he has not slept for three days, but punishing the little rabbit who bit him is also a priority.

"Are you hungry?"

When passing by the third noodle shop, Cheng Yi suddenly asked Lu Qian this question.

Lu Qian nodded embarrassedly, "A little..."

This night was so tiring and my emotions were so fluctuating. It was so exhausting.

"What do you want to eat? I'll take you to eat something."

Lu Qian leaned against the window and looked out. "It's so late, let's just grab a bite from the open shop."

Then she saw a building that looked like a school. The small shop at the school gate was still lit with a dim light, which was very conspicuous in the dark night.

Below the unclear signboard, there is a small aluminum chimney, from which smoke is emitting.

It is so heartwarming to find such a friendly little shop on a cold night.

Lu Qian knocked on the car window. "Over there, that shop next to the school must be delicious."

Cheng Yi looked in the direction Lu Qian pointed and immediately saw the eye-catching warm yellow.

"good."

He turned the car around and drove towards the small shop.

It was impossible to drive into the campus gate, so Cheng Yi parked the car a little further away.

The temperature was still a little low at night. As soon as Lu Qian got out of the car, he shivered violently and rubbed his arms subconsciously with his hands.

The next second, her body, which had just been emitting coldness, was wrapped in a vast area of warmth.

"Wear something warm," Cheng Yi put his windbreaker on Lu Qian, "It's cold at night."

Lu Qian grinned and tugged at the clothes on his shoulders.

"Um."

When I got closer, I found that this store was a small noodle restaurant.

Small and old, but clean.

If you get close, you can smell the aroma of bone broth and noodles wafting out.

The warm smell made Lu Qian's saliva start to water, and his stomach also reacted uncontrollably.

Cheng Yi lowered his eyes, looked at Lu Qian's cute little reaction, and the corners of his mouth curled up silently.

“Ding-ling-ling——”

There was a string of wind chimes hanging on the old door. The moment I pushed the door open, the crisp sound and warm fragrance hit me in the face.

There was only an old lady in the room, cleaning up the leftover dishes from the previous table.

"Here I come."

The old lady saw the two people at the door and greeted them with a smile.

The room is small, with only four tables and a few benches.

Lu Qian took a look at the sign and menu in the house. There were several handwritten papers hanging on the yellowed walls, with various fonts. They might have been written by the old lady's children or school students.

The menu is also very simple, with only a few types of noodles, and the only things you can add are eggs and pickles.

"Grandma, give me two bowls of vegetarian noodle soup. No dietary restrictions."

"Okay, just sit and wait, it will be ready soon."

Grandma agreed with a smile, then walked into the kitchen carrying the dirty bowls.

Cheng Yi found a table, helped Lu Qian move the bench, folded his windbreaker in half, and placed it on the bench.

Lu Qian looked at Cheng Yi who was sitting opposite him and felt a sense of unreality.

"Have you never been to a shop like this before?"

Cheng Yi shook his head, "Not much chance."

He has never lived an ordinary life, and this simple sense of happiness is a rare luxury in his life.

“Generally speaking, the food at these small shops near schools is delicious, and the owners are very nice, especially those in middle and high schools.”

Lu Qian supported her chin, swung her legs and began to tell Cheng Yi about her past.

"When I was in junior high school, I lived in the school dormitory. The cost of living there was only 300 yuan a year, so my mother didn't send me to stay with relatives or friends.

But my mother rarely visits me and never shows up for parent-teacher conferences. Whenever I see parents bringing lunch to their children at noon or in the evening, I envy them immensely."

Lu Qian raised his head and looked around the shop.

"There's a restaurant like this at the school gate, but it sells wontons. The owner is also an old lady like this, and there's also an old man with some mental problems.

One winter, after evening self-study, it was so cold that I could hardly walk. I took a few dollars and left the school gate to buy some food, anything would do.

So I went into that wonton shop."

“But I didn’t realize I didn’t have enough money with me. I was short of fifty cents, so I couldn’t even afford the cheapest one.

I stood awkwardly in the room, not knowing whether to leave or stay.

The grandmother seemed to see my awkwardness and asked me to sit down and said, "It's just a bowl of wontons. Grandma will treat you."

"Although the old man was not mentally sound, he was as innocent as a child and would not attack anyone. He came over with a piece of paper and asked me word by word if I could write a menu for their restaurant.

Of course I am happy to do so, after all, they let me eat.”

“It’s called a menu, but it’s actually just a few kinds of wonton fillings, and it was finished very quickly.

After writing it, the old man held the menu and smiled happily. He took it to the kitchen to show it to my grandmother. The two of them laughed and praised it in the kitchen, which made me feel embarrassed.

I ate wontons and chatted with them. Grandma must have noticed something, but she didn't ask me much about my family. She just told me that I could come over anytime I wanted to eat, and that she could still afford a bowl of wontons.

"So, I often went to help the two old people, and that's where I learned how to make wontons.

But after I graduated from junior high school, I moved around with my mother and never had the chance to go back."

Lu Qian looked up at the wall and said, "So when I entered the house, I immediately thought of the old couple. I wonder how they are doing now."

Cheng Yi listened to Lu Qian's story silently, and his cold face became softer than ever under the warm yellow light.

"They must be doing well."