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Dayton Chinatown.
At the entrance is a tall archway with gorgeous carvings of dragons and phoenixes, full of Chinese characteristics.
It was shortly after the Lunar New Year, and rows of red lanterns hung across the streets, interspersed with elegantly painted oil-paper umbrellas, providing some shade from the falling snow.
The streets are lined with restaurants and small stalls, their signs written in Chinese characters, and most of the owners are Chinese-looking. Even in such a foreign country, I feel a sense of home.
Just like the innate talent for growing vegetables, the Chinese can sow seeds wherever they go, ignite sparks, and these sparks coalesce into torches, warming them in a foreign land, even unconsciously assimilating others. This is probably one of the reasons why China's 5,000-year-old culture has never been interrupted.
"Boss, hot pot, for two people."
Shi Ling brought Yu Chen into an inconspicuous Sichuan hotpot restaurant and spoke warmly to the boss as soon as they entered.
The boss recognized Shi Ling immediately and said with a smile, "Hey, sister, I haven't seen you for a while. Come and sit down. It's hot, right?"
Shi Ling: "No, clear soup."
The boss lamented, "Sister, you have no soul. Can you please respect the 'Sichuan style' sign on my door? At least order it slightly spicy."
If Shi Ling had not been tricked into ordering slightly spicy food when she came here with Qin Niao to eat, and then burst into tears because of the spiciness, she would probably have believed the boss's lies.
"No need to discuss, clear soup!"
Shi Ling took Yu Chen to find a place to sit down, and then told him about the time when he and Qin Niao came to Duncheng Chinatown to play when they were studying at a private school in Baiguoyue City.
"Let me tell you, back then I couldn't play together with my classmates from Baiguo, and I skipped school with Niao Niao all day long. We visited Chinatowns in several cities in Baiguo. Yu Chen, Grandpa Yu said that you've been weak since you were a child, and you've been raised almost entirely in the Yu family. You shouldn't have been here, right?" Shi Ling said as he prepared the sauce.
Seeing that she had almost finished the dish, Yu Chen put a spoonful of chopped green onions on her plate.
Shi Ling: "Yes, yes, add more chopped green onions and no cilantro."
Yu Chen followed his words, his eyelashes slightly drooping, his eyes as clear and moist as the moon in the frost, "I've been here before."
Shi Ling was surprised: "Wow, Grandpa Yu actually asked you to come so far."
Yu Chen raised his eyes and glanced at her. After a moment of silence, he said, "My father brought me here."
Yu Chen felt a little complicated about Si Ting.
His mother Yu Yao died because of him, and his grandfather hated him, so he raised him by his side and gave him his mother's surname. He never let Si Ting enter the Yu family through the main gate, and he would beat him with a broom whenever he saw someone.
But that cold-blooded man whose methods were as thunderous as thunder in the imperial capital, whenever he came to the old house of the Yu family, he would be like a scoundrel, lowering his dignity to climb over the wall and through the dog hole, and run away with him in his arms. Every time he ran, he would tell the destination and the time to send him back, making his grandfather snort and glare at him behind him.
His surname on his ID card is Yu, and there are many candidates among the grandchildren of the Si family for the title of Young Master, but Si Ting is obviously partial and arbitrarily makes him, the "grandson" with the surname Yu, the young master of the Si family.
From childhood to adulthood, Si Ting took him around the world. It seemed like he was just stealing a baby to go out and play, but in fact, every time he went to a place, he would take him to visit a famous doctor to help him treat his illness.
When he was fourteen years old, Si Ting took him to the most famous private hospital in Duncheng. He didn't like Western food, so he took him to Chinatown for dinner.
That day was the Chinese Ghost Festival, the Ghost Festival in the lunar calendar, and a blood moon was high in the sky.
His father was plotted against by a Feng Shui master hired by the rival family and accidentally entered a ghost wall. He was separated from his father and was later chased by hundreds of ghosts and evil spirits. In a desperate situation, he met Shi Ling.
She walked on the snow, and with a wave of her hand, the sneaky things disappeared into thin air.
That was the first time he met Shi Ling and got to know her.
In a foreign country, they were both Chinese, she had saved his life, and they were both young and beautiful. She was very warm and friendly to him, even took him to eat hot pot and sent him to the embassy.
But later, they met unexpectedly under the street lights in Yuncheng.
He took a taxi to send the panda spirit to the Xuanxian Sect disciples for disposal. Following the sound, he saw a quirky girl with lively eyes and eyebrows sitting in the car.
At that moment, it was like a fleeting reflection.
When he heard Shi Ling say seriously that he knew who he was, his face remained calm, but his heartbeat quietly accelerated. But she was talking nonsense seriously, and it was obvious from her expression that she didn't remember him.
He was secretly angry and depressed at the time.
But he couldn't help himself from approaching her, just like a moth to a flame.
So, for the first time, he took the initiative to tell his grandfather that he was giving up his admission and transferring to Yuncheng No. 1 Middle School, where he would be in the same class as Shi Ling. Even the coincidental seating arrangement was arranged by him privately.
Later he found out that Shi Ling had not forgotten him.
She forgot a lot of things.
Even the magic spells she could use seemed to be sealed up.
Yu Chen felt that the situation behind this was not simple. The Yu family's business development was mainly domestic, while the Si family's network of relationships spread all over the country and abroad. He needed to rely on the Si family's influence. So he agreed to Si Ting to enter the family tree under the name of Si Yuchen and become the young master of the Si family.
But because he never left his house in Yuncheng, the grandfather and grandson rarely participated in any social activities, so few people knew that the young master of the Si family in the imperial capital was also the heir of the Yu family in Yuncheng.
Seeing Yu Chen's brows drooping as if he was lost in bad memories, Shi Ling quickly scalded the mutton rolls and put them in his oil dish. "Try it now, the sauce made with this is super delicious."
Yu Chen's brows relaxed, and he smiled slightly, pursing his lips: "Okay."
Although Shi Ling didn't know much about Yu Chen's parents, she could tell from the way Old Yu missed his deceased daughter and his resentful attitude towards Yu Chen's father that there must be a tragedy behind this.
So she felt quite sympathetic towards Yu Chen and didn't want to mention those taboos.
Suddenly, Shi Ling felt something was wrong while she was eating and thinking.
By the way, she doesn’t even know who her biological parents are. Doesn’t that seem even more pitiful?
This hot pot restaurant was a small business, and the owner brought the food himself. He glanced at Yu Chen across from him, winked at Shi Ling, and said in a low voice, "Hey, sister, you're amazing. Every date you've ever had is so stunning. This time, it seems like this one is even more obedient to you."
Shi Ling: ???
Shi Ling couldn't believe it, staring at the boss with wide eyes, "Boss, don't talk nonsense, I've been single for thousands of years, don't ruin my reputation."
Yu Chen on the opposite side hesitated for a moment when he raised his chopsticks after hearing what the boss said. He looked at the clear soup with a darkened look in his eyes.
Seeing Shi Ling like this, the boss was stunned for a few seconds before he suddenly realized what was going on. With an expression of "Tsk tsk tsk, little girl, you are actually this kind of person" and "I know, I know, I won't expose you", he smiled and said, "Oh, I misunderstood. I thought that the handsome and gentle bespectacled guy was your partner. It seems that he is just your brother. Is this also your brother?"
Isn't it just that you don't respect Sichuan cuisine by not ordering spicy hot pot? Who is the Aquaman implying?
Shi Ling's expression was slightly ferocious. "Where do I get so many brothers? This is my classmate and friend."
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