"Try it and see how it tastes. When I was in school, my classmates and I really loved the food here. It's probably the most authentic taste in the capital. I especially love Aunt Dong's sweet and sour fish." Rong Mo said as he put a piece of fish on Lu Wei's plate.
Lu smiled, took a bite, and nodded, saying, "It's really delicious, thank you."
"Don't be shy, take your time eating. Aunt Dong has many more of her specialties to offer!" Rong Mo said, getting up and putting on his coat. "You eat first, I'm going out to buy something, I'll be right back." His voice was deep and magnetic.
"Okay." Although Lu Wei was a little confused, she nodded.
A few minutes later, Aunt Dong came out again carrying a plate of tempting five-colored chicken salad.
"Where's Xiao Mo?" Aunt Dong put down the plate and looked towards the door.
“He said he was going out to buy something,” Lu Wei put down her chopsticks and replied politely, “Auntie, your cooking is delicious.”
"Then let's try Auntie's braised chicken first. Xiao Mo said that my dish is 'unique'."
Lu Wei looked at the colorful braised chicken, took a bite, and found the chicken meat firm and the skin crisp and tender. Served with shredded onions, cilantro, peanuts, and other ingredients, it was delicious—the skin was crisp, the meat smooth, and the flavor light and fresh, leaving a lingering aftertaste.
Lu Wei couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and say approvingly, "Auntie, what you made is so delicious!"
"Eat more if you like it, child." Aunt Dong looked at the door and saw that Rong Mo had not returned yet, so she pulled up a chair and sat down, leaning her head closer. "Child, apart from when you are at school, I have never seen Xiao Mo bring a little girl to my place. He is always alone."
I asked him before, and he said he was used to being alone. Kid, are you Xiao Mo's girlfriend?
"Oh? No, Auntie, please don't misunderstand." Lu Wei was taken aback and waved her hand somewhat embarrassedly. "He and I are just ordinary friends. I said I wanted to eat some specialties from the capital, so he brought me here."
"Really?" Aunt Dong smiled, looking at her with some suspicion. But when she thought of the girl who always followed Rong Mo years ago, she seemed to have a completely different style from the girl in front of her, so she couldn't help but wonder if she was wrong.
However, people always tend to trust their intuition more, and Aunt Dong looked at Lu Wei thoughtfully.
Before Aunt Dong could ask any more questions, Rong Mo had already appeared at the restaurant entrance. He strode to the table with a bright smile on his face, placed the paper bag he was carrying on the table, took out a cup of milk tea from it, placed it in front of Lu Wei, and said, "Try it, the staff recommended it, they said young girls love it."
Aunt Dong looked at the two of them, smiled, stood up, and walked back to the kitchen.
Yes, those two are very likely.
"A little girl?" Lu Wei's heart skipped a beat. She didn't think she had ever been treated like a little girl before.
"Hmm? What's wrong?" As he spoke, Rong Mo had already torn open the straw and stuck it into the milk tea, looking at her with a smile.
"It's nothing." Lu Wei lowered her eyes, a smile slowly appearing on her lips. She took the milk tea and took a sip.
The fragrance of roses blends into the warm milk, creating an aroma that is both delightful and refreshing.
"Thank you," Lu Wei said softly, then looked up at Rong Mo with a smile.
Aunt Dong hid by the kitchen doorway, carefully raised her phone, and took a picture of the two interacting tenderly. She quickly sent the photo to her husband.
"Old Yang, look, Xiao Mo came today, and he brought a girl with him," Aunt Dong wrote in a text message, adding a smiling emoji. Her tone revealed a hint of mystery and excitement, eager to share the news.
After receiving the WeChat message, Lao Yang immediately replied: "Haha, so many years, it's not easy at all. I think this girl is great!"
"Aunt Dong, if you're done cooking, come and eat with us!" Rong Mo stood up and called out to the kitchen.
Aunt Dong quickly put away her phone, wiped her hands vigorously on her apron, and then walked out with a big smile.
"You eat, kids. If you enjoy your meal, then Auntie will be happy."
"How's business lately, Aunt Dong?" Rong Mo asked with a smile. "What's Uncle Yang been up to? I haven't seen him in the shop."
"The kids were doing well when they were in school, but they're on winter break now, so there aren't many people around. Plus, it's too cold, and nobody wants to come down from the surrounding apartment buildings," Aunt Dong said with a smile. "That's good, though. Your Uncle Yang and I can get some rest too. Your Uncle Yang is resting at home right now. He's getting old, and his back isn't doing so well, so I told him to go home and rest properly."
"Oh? Uncle Yang, is it serious?" Rong Mo frowned, slowly putting down his chopsticks. He asked seriously with a solemn expression.
"Oh dear, it's not serious." Aunt Dong quickly waved her hand and replied, "It's just that I'm getting old and can't overwork myself, so I'll go back and rest. It's nothing, don't worry."
"That's good." Rong Mo was finally relieved.
Suddenly, Rong Mo's phone vibrated.
He took out his phone and saw that it was a message from Shen Zhi Qiu letting him know he was safe.
Rong Mo smiled, replied to her message, and then put his phone face down on the table.
"It was a message from Zhi Qiu, saying that she and Lu Jia have arrived."
Seeing Lu Wei looking up at him, Rong Mo smiled and explained.
Lu Wei nodded, then took another sip of milk tea and praised, "It's delicious, the rose-flavored milk is very fragrant."
"It seems the clerk was right." Rong Mo smiled. "We can come back for drinks again sometime."
As soon as the words left his mouth, Rong Mo was stunned, and Lu Wei was also taken aback.
Rong Mo pursed his lips and didn't say anything, just lowered his head and ate his food, but a strange feeling passed through his heart.
For some reason, he casually thought that he would come here to eat with Lu Wei again next time.
Previously, he had always been used to acting alone.
Rong Mo frowned slightly and picked up the hot tea that Lu Wei had brought him. He took a sip, only to find that the tea had gone cold. The chill spread along the tip of his tongue, making him shiver involuntarily.
Suddenly, the curtain at the door was lifted.
"Come in quickly, this is my favorite little restaurant when I was in school. The owner is a great cook and can turn the most ordinary ingredients into a delicious dish."
"Okay, walk slowly, be careful the ground is slippery."
The sound of a young couple talking could be heard from the doorway.
Rong Mo gripped the milk tea cup tightly, trying hard to control his emotions.
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