Sheng Anning was so busy talking to Zhou Shixun that she didn't notice anything strange about the noodle chef. However, when Zhou Shixun heard the sound of chopsticks falling into the pot, he glanced over.
When the noodles were served, Sheng Anning looked at the mountain of noodles and asked the young man in surprise, "Boss, are these noodles 50 cents a bowl?"
The young man nodded: "Yes, is there anything wrong?"
Sheng An Ning quickly smiled and shook her head: "No, no, I just think that this bowl of yours is too much. How can you make money if you give me so much?"
The young man rubbed his hands nervously: "It's okay, it's okay, just make some money, you can try it, if the sauce is not enough, I will add more for you."
Zhou Shixun glanced at the young man deeply, and handed Sheng Anning a pair of chopsticks: "Eat quickly."
Sheng An Ning was not hungry at first, but when she smelled the aroma of the hot noodles, she suddenly felt an appetite. She took a bite and was surprised. She didn't expect that the old eggplants in autumn could be stewed into such a delicious taste. Although she couldn't see the diced meat, the taste was full of meat aroma.
But she still couldn't finish the big bowl of noodles, so she gave some to Zhou Shixun and praised him in a low voice: "This is too affordable. I feel like the boss doesn't make any money. The noodles taste great too, and the eggplant stew is so fragrant."
Zhou Shixun hummed in agreement, glanced at the young man again, said nothing more, and lowered his head to eat noodles.
It is still a bit chilly late at night in mid-October, and it is very comfortable to eat a bowl of hot noodles.
Sheng Anning ate a bowl of noodles, paid the bill, and walked away with Zhou Shixun for a distance. She looked back and saw the young man standing under the street light, cooking noodles for a customer seriously.
He sighed and said, "It's really not easy to make a living. I think the young man's leg injury hasn't healed yet."
It can be seen that the young man's limp was caused by severe trauma and was not congenital.
Zhou Shixun said nothing and continued riding his bike forward.
Sheng An Ning didn't take it to heart. Zhou Shixun wasn't a talkative person anyway, and he didn't like gossiping about strangers.
Leaning on Zhou Shixun's back, squinting her eyes and feeling his heartbeat, she actually felt a little sleepy.
I was still thinking that I should go see Ding Hong tomorrow.
The next morning, after Zhou Shixun sent his three children to the nursery, he went out again and went to the cinema where he and Sheng An Ning watched a movie last night. There were several breakfast stalls selling fried dough sticks and big fruits at the place where the stalls were set up last night.
Zhou Shixun looked around and saw the young man who sold noodles last night. He was selling fried liver in front of the cart. The steel pot of fried liver was almost empty.
He stood by and watched for a while. When the last customer left and the young man was packing up the things on the cart, Zhou Shixun walked over.
The young man was obviously surprised to see Zhou Shixun. He was stunned for a moment, put down the lid in his hand, pursed his lips and looked at Zhou Shixun.
Zhou Shixun glanced at his injured leg and asked, "Back from the border? Injured last winter?"
The young man still stared at Zhou Shixun, his eyes becoming a little flustered, because he was tongue-tied and couldn't even explain: "You...how did you know?"
Zhou Shixun took another step closer: "Do you know Lu Changfeng?"
The young man stopped talking, but his eyes slowly turned red.
Zhou Shixun was silent for a moment: "Let's find a place to talk."
The young man did not refuse again. He packed up the things on the cart and pushed the cart in front to lead the way.
After walking through the alleys, they finally stopped in front of a large courtyard. The young man lived in a room near the gate. The room was long and narrow, so the light inside was very dim.
The young man invited Zhou Shixun into the room with some timidity. After he sat down, he took the initiative to speak: "My name is Fang Changan, and I am also from Beijing. I served in the 829th Army and was discharged due to injury."
Zhou Shixun was not surprised: "Are you Lu Changfeng's subordinate?"
Fang Changan's eyes turned red, and he reached out his hand to wipe away his tears on his arm: "Yes, Lu Tuan got into trouble because he was trying to save me. If it weren't for me, he wouldn't have died."
Zhou Shixun said nothing, watching a grown man crying like a tearful man in front of him.
Fang Changan was unable to control his emotions. Over the past year, he woke up from nightmares every day. All of them were images of Lu Changfeng pouncing on him, and in the end, Lu Changfeng pushed him away and fell into the endless abyss.
He felt very guilty. It was his recklessness that killed Lu Changfeng.
Zhou Shixun waited until Fang Changan's emotions were calm before he spoke: "How did you recognize us last night?"
Fang Changan raised his arm and wiped away his tears: "Because I heard you talking about Chaoyang. When Lu Tuan first met me, he knew my name was Fang Changan. He pointed at my name and looked at it for a long time, asking me why I was called Fang Changan. I said it was because my parents were from northern Shaanxi, so I was called Changan."
"Lu Tuan smiled and praised me for my good name. Later, I learned that his wife's name was Chaoyang and he left home right after they got married. Although Lu Tuan was usually silent and very stern, we all knew that he missed home and his newlywed wife very much."
"Every time we were on a mission, we would write a suicide note. We all wrote to our families, except for Lu Tuan, who said that if we couldn't go back, we shouldn't leave her with any thoughts, as it would make her live in pain forever."
"We all know that he loves his new wife very much. Every morning, he will find the best angle to watch the sunrise. Only then can we see a smile on his face."
Fang Changan felt that he was at a loss for words and didn't know how to describe the tenderness on Lu Changfeng's face every time he saw the rising sun.
Also, at the last moment, Lu Changfeng screamed Chaoyang's name...
Fang Changan started crying again: "After Lu Tuan passed away, I was in the hospital because of my injuries. I thought that when I recovered, I would go back to Beijing. If Sister Chaoyang was not doing well, I would earn money for her."
Originally, he was assigned a leisurely job as a gatekeeper at the Transportation Bureau, but he did not go. He felt that the money he earned was too little, so he set up a stall to earn money, hoping to save more money for Sister Chaoyang.
So he not only sells breakfast in the morning, but also sells lunch at noon and sets up a noodle stall in the evening.
As long as he could make money, he would work hard to make it, hoping to earn more money so that he could secretly send it to Sister-in-law Chaoyang so that she could live a good life, although until now, he had never seen what Zhou Chaoyang looked like.
Zhou Shixun said nothing. He had no interest in what Changan wanted to do. He just asked, "Who brought the body back?"
Fang Changan was stunned for a moment, mainly because he didn't expect Zhou Shixun's topic to change so quickly. He shook his head and said, "I was injured and sent to the hospital. I don't know who brought the body back, but it was taken away by Sister Chaoyang in the end."
Zhou Shixun stood up and looked at Fang Changan's injured leg: "Don't work so hard in the future, do you really not want this leg anymore?"
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