She murmured to herself, as if making an important promise to her deceased family, and also as if warning herself again.
She had to speed up, as the Zerg had already begun to invade the world of ordinary people, and she didn't have much time left.
In the yard, after the golden light stopped, a breeze suddenly blew.
The gentle breeze blew the tips of Ye Xin's hair, and a few gusts of wind passed through her. They touched her intimately, and then ran away into the distance together.
"You're welcome...."
She moved the corners of her mouth and silently watched the gusts of wind disappear before her eyes.
When Ye Xin returned to the inn, the wontons Uncle Wu had brought had already melted. She looked at the table full of chicken soup wontons and knocked her head in regret.
She forgot that this was not the Yunqi Continent, and there was no formation in the inn to preserve the food. These twenty or so bowls of wontons would probably be wasted.
While she was hesitating about what to do with these things, there was a knock on the door.
Ye Xin opened the door and found that it was the inn waiter who came to deliver hot water. She looked at the waiter's thin body and a gleam of light flashed in her eyes.
The inn waiter felt uncomfortable when she looked at him. He put down the bucket and chuckled, "Sir, do you still want this hot water?"
"Yes, of course I want it!" Ye Xin turned around and brought over a bowl of wontons. "I've been delayed for too long today, and these wontons have melted. Could you please help me deal with them?"
The waiter was stunned and looked at the more than ten bowls of wontons behind her table.
What a coincidence! He was the one who delivered these wontons during the day.
At the time, he was wondering who would order so many wontons. If they were not eaten in time, they would melt and be wasted. Unexpectedly, that night, he heard the customer say that these wontons were really inedible.
The waiter smelled the fragrance that penetrated his nose, and it took a lot of effort to prevent his saliva from flowing down.
He knew that these were the wontons from Uncle Wu's stall. He had only eaten one occasionally when he was ten years old, and it was the leftovers of a customer who had been hungry for a long time.
He would never forget that fragrance in his life. Every time he passed by Uncle Wu’s stall on his way home, he would quickly cover his stomach and run away.
His family is relatively poor, and his younger brothers and sisters don’t have enough to eat every day. He had no choice but to come here to work as a waiter.
Fortunately, the shopkeeper was a kind person. He not only accepted him in, but also took good care of him and often let him take away some of the guests' unfinished food.
With these meals, my mother and my younger brothers and sisters finally felt full.
If he brought all these wontons back, his mother and brothers and sisters would be very excited. For their family, these things would be more delicious than leftovers.
It doesn’t matter if it just melts. Even if it turns into broth, my younger brothers and sisters will drink it all in one gulp.
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