Seeing that the little girl's eyes were almost glued to it, Chen Jingang smiled and reached out to touch her head, "Do you really want to eat it?"
Wu Qiao nodded quickly. It was more than just a thought, it was a plot that he had missed for many years.
"Come on, I'll take you to eat something delicious."
After saying that, he put his arm around Wu Qiao's shoulders and walked into the crowd.
The snack street was filled with smoke and bustling with people.
As soon as you walk in, you will smell the strong smell of barbecue.
"With so many places, which one do you know is delicious?"
At a glance, there were all kinds of barbecued and stewed food on both sides, and Wu Qiao already had difficulty making choices.
Don't be fooled by the good script. To be honest, the rest of the story is just rubbish.
If she didn't have the experience from her previous life to draw upon, she really didn't like using her brain.
"Just follow me."
Chen Jingang took Wu Qiao through twists and turns and finally stopped in front of a very inconspicuous stall.
The boss was a middle-aged man in his forties. When he saw customers coming, he rarely smiled, but his face was too dark to be noticeable.
But the other party didn't ask them what they wanted to eat, but just stood in front of the charcoal grill and busied himself.
Seeing this, Wu Qiao was particularly puzzled, "Brother Ang, don't you even ask us what we want to eat?"
Chen Jingang didn't say anything, but stood up and took out two glasses of iced plum juice from the foam box beside him.
"It's a little cold, so drink less."
After giving some instructions, he walked to the middle-aged man and helped him start threading the string.
Wu Qiao held a bottle of sour plum juice in his hand and watched the two people chatting, as if they were very familiar with each other.
Here, Xiao Feng smiled solemnly, "Boy, are you feeling moved?"
"Heh...how have you been lately?"
Chen Jingang glanced around. There were not many customers. It was as deserted as ever.
"I've already told you to change your temper. You're always so cold. No matter how good your baking tastes, no one will come."
After unable to help but complain, Chen Jingang placed the skewers on the charcoal grill.
"Teacher, I have something to ask of you."
Xiao Feng paused and said nothing, but he did not forget to turn the skewers over.
"Even though the Chen family's servant is here, and I've sent a few people to protect Qiao'er, I'm still worried. Can you come and help me?"
Xiao Feng picked up the seasoning bottle beside him with an expressionless face and sprinkled a little seasoning on the skewers.
"Death, you know my situation."
"Of course I understand. Isn't it just that his right hand is broken?"
When Chen Jingang said this, there was even a hint of joking in his words. If outsiders heard this, they would think he was very ruthless.
But then he added another sentence.
"But aren't you practicing your left hand? Last time I heard Sima Yang say that your left hand is already as good as your right hand."
Xiao Feng, like Sima Yang, is a sniper.
So hands are very important to them.
But no matter how well you train your left hand, you still can't be a good sniper, and this is an indisputable fact.
"Kid, I can't help you, find someone else."
Xiao Feng refused again, but he did not look angry.
You can tell at a glance that the two of them have a very close relationship.
"Teacher, you know Wu Tongtian, right?"
Hearing Wu Tongtian's name, Xiao Feng frowned and looked at Chen Jingang.
"She is Wu Tongtian's daughter, and now she is also being targeted."
Hearing this, Xiao Feng pursed his lips tightly, but his eyes were always locked on Wu Qiao.
After a long time, he relaxed his brows and said, "Indeed, they are very similar. The boss also has a pair of eyes like this. They are really cast from the same mold."
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