Where do you plan to go next?
Wen Mo looked at the noisy vehicles and crowds on the street, and occasionally saw small vendors selling fruit on the roadside.
Xia Lian thought for a moment and was about to speak when an untimely rumble came from her lower abdomen, which Wen Mo heard clearly.
"Pfft..." He couldn't help but laugh, but he was still trying his best to suppress it. "Alright, alright, now I know where we're going. Let's find a place to eat."
I was originally planning to ask Xia Lian if there were any good restaurants nearby, but then I thought about it and realized that her family wasn't well-off to begin with, so where would she get the spare money to eat out?
Since asking wouldn't get us any answers, the two of them could only wander around aimlessly, hoping to stumble upon a restaurant that wasn't too bad.
"I want to eat rice," Xia Lian tugged at his sleeve and suggested.
"Why do you only think about eating rice all day long? You need to change things up sometimes." Wen Mo was a little speechless. It seemed like he had never heard this girl mention any other staple food.
"Rice, enough to fill me up," Xia Lian said earnestly.
She's the kind of person who doesn't feel full unless she eats staple foods. In fact, the last time she went to a dessert shop with Yin Tao, the first thing Xia Lian said when she walked in was, "Can I have a bowl of rice?" Yin Tao laughed so hard at that moment.
Wen Mo shrugged helplessly, "Alright, let's find a restaurant where rice is the main dish."
Most of the surrounding shops had just opened, and it was close to noon. There were quite a few people in the shops, especially the older ones, whose food was very popular.
But to be honest, although this small county town is small, it has basically everything you need.
However, the situation often seen in videos, where people visit a shopping mall dozens of times a year and can only continue to visit it the following year, is not uncommon.
Since it's a rare opportunity to come here, we naturally had to find a shop that had been around for a while. Wen Mo held Xia Lian's hand and strolled around until they found a shop with just the right number of owners.
"How about this place? Shall we have braised chicken?"
Xia Lian followed his gaze and blinked, "Braised chicken, you mean?"
"...There's no need to repeat it, and some words can be omitted, otherwise it sounds strange."
Upon hearing this, Xia Lian tilted her head and asked, "Gold?"
"Very good, you're invincible." Wen Mo rubbed his forehead, not knowing where to begin his吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for sarcastic or critical comments), so he simply stopped paying attention to the pronunciation issue and figured he could just add a censoring later.
Xia Lian: "Chicken [beep]?"
That's about it.
"If there are no objections, let's go in and eat. I remember the rice for the braised chicken is unlimited, right? We can eat until we're full," Wen Mo murmured, glancing at the not-too-many customers in the restaurant before confidently stepping inside.
Most of the people who come to eat at this kind of restaurant are grown men. They gather together to eat braised chicken, and you can often hear the sound of them drinking and exhaling.
For example, the guys at the table in front of me were all wearing safety helmets from construction sites; they probably came over for lunch during their lunch break to have some braised chicken.
"Boss, one braised chicken, medium size, no spice, please." Wen Mo called out to the kitchen, and after receiving a response from the boss, he pulled Xia Lian to sit down next to him.
Xia Lian sat down beside him, clearly still a little unaccustomed to it. She glanced at the menu and didn't know what to eat.
"Order whatever you want, eat whatever you want." Wen Mo took out his phone. It was a rare trip to another city... maybe not quite another city, but he had left home, so he had to take some pictures to remember the trip.
"The same as Wenmo."
"You're eating braised chicken too?" Wen Mo asked, looking up.
"Um……"
"Do you want it spicy? I remember you're not very good at handling spicy food."
"Just a little bit." Xia Lian stretched out her finger, making a gesture that would drive Koreans crazy, but she herself remained sitting there, looking adorably dazed.
Seeing that she had no objections, Wen Mo got up and called out to the kitchen. After receiving a response, he sat back down next to her and reached out to touch a strand of Xia Lian's hair.
"It's good to get out once in a while," Wen Mo remarked.
Although it's fun to tease Lianbao at home, if I stay cooped up at home every weekend, I'll get moldy in no time. It's nice to come out and bask in the sun... Unfortunately, it's cloudy today.
Ignoring Wen Mo's wild thoughts, Xia Lian dangled her little feet under the table, her eyes occasionally glancing at the street scene outside the door.
"Why are you always looking outside? Why don't you look at me more?" Wen Mo reminded her when he noticed that her eyes weren't on him.
Xia Lian shook her head and didn't say anything.
It wasn't that the street scene outside was particularly beautiful, but I just felt a little amazed.
I never wanted to come back to this city after my mother passed away. I have no fond memories of it, only bitter ones.
She missed her mother, but not the hard times she used to live.
Wenmo and his mother are the only two people he cherishes in his memories, and they are also two people who can never stand in front of him at the same time.
So much so that when Wenmo actually stood in the small county town where he used to live, he felt a little unreal.
The girl even thought that if she had gone to the same middle school, Wenmer would definitely have protected her from being bullied.
However, it was just a thought. Xia Lian understood that if the two of them weren't cousins, it was hard to say whether Wen Mo would be sitting next to her right now.
"Why aren't you saying anything? What's so interesting outside?" Wen Mo noticed that she was staring intently out the window, so he leaned closer to look as well.
Xia Lian shook her head and pointed.
"Look carefully."
Hearing this, Wen Mo looked even more intently. He saw that apart from an old man sweeping fallen leaves in the autumn wind, there was nothing else on the street.
Just as Wen Mo was wondering, a soft, moist touch landed on his cheek. Before he could react, Xia Lian had already sat back down, her expression still calm, as if nothing had happened.
Holding his face, Wen Mo was still in a daze, his eyes wide open, looking at the calm Xia Lian as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.
He loves kissing, he really loves it. No guy dislikes his girlfriend kissing him.
It was a little different from what I expected. The atmosphere was very important. In this not-so-romantic place, you could even hear a few guys drinking and breathing heavily. The girl took the initiative to kiss her boyfriend.
"Thank you for coming back here with me."
This time, Xia Lian didn't turn her head away, but instead held Wen Mo's face very carefully, her eyes overflowing with tender affection.
"...No need to thank me, we're like family."
Wen Mo paused for a few seconds, but quickly returned to his usual nonchalant self. The softness of the kiss still lingered on his cheek, as if injected with magic. Even though he had no other thoughts, he felt his heart beating very fast.
That's a bit too loud.
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