Yan Wu nodded blankly, suddenly unable to ask any other questions.
The old man glanced at him and said, "Are you having the same problem as me?"
Yan Wu didn't say anything, but picked up his chopsticks again and stuffed the noodles, which had turned into a lump of cold noodles, into his mouth one by one.
The old man didn't stop him and continued, "I can tell from your expression, young man, there's nothing to be upset about."
The words of the elderly are just meant to be a reference for you.
Ultimately, it's up to you to decide what to do.
Ultimately, only the wearer knows whether the shoes fit or not.
Think about it carefully and do it your own way!
Don't leave yourself with any regrets or remorse!
Yan Wu nodded, put down his chopsticks, and finished all the noodles.
"I understand, thank you for your hospitality. This is the best Zhajiangmian I've ever had."
"When I have the chance to go to Hangzhou in the future, I'll visit you. Could you cook me a bowl of noodles then?"
The old man smiled broadly and readily agreed.
Yan Wu took out a thick wad of banknotes from his bag and placed it on the table.
"That's all for now! I'm leaving now, see you later!"
The old man grabbed the money and pulled Yan Wu aside, "What are you doing?! Didn't I say I was treating you?"
Yan Wu chuckled and patted the old man on the shoulder, "This isn't for noodles! I heard a really good story today, this is your royalties!"
The old man didn't refuse. "You kid, you're talking about copyright fees? Fine, I'll take it. I'll use it to buy some White Rabbit milk candy for my little grandson whom I've never met before."
Yan Wu waved his hand, "Go! Go early, buy more, and tell him that Uncle wishes him to study hard and make progress every day!"
"Um!"
Yan Wu had long legs, and he disappeared from sight in just a few steps.
The old man turned around, looked around his little shop again, and then took down the sign outside.
Seeing his actions, the neighbors asked, "Grandpa, what are you doing?! Is the noodle shop closed?!"
"No way? Why? It was driving perfectly fine."
"That's right! Your noodle shop has really gained a reputation lately, and a lot of people are planning to come and eat there!"
The old man laughed heartily, "I'm closing down! I'm going back to my hometown!"
"Hometown? Grandpa, where is your hometown?"
"Hangzhou!"
"Hangzhou? That's a great place, isn't it? It must be really good for your health."
"It's alright. After I go back, I can take care of my grandson, and I can go again in a few years!"
"Taking care of your grandson? You have a grandson too?"
"Yes! He's already started elementary school! His grades are good. I plan to go back and tutor him more, so he can inherit my fine traditions!"
"Haha, you want him to learn how to make Zha Jiang Mian from you? He's aiming to study hard and become a high-ranking official!"
"Whether you become a high-ranking official or make noodles with soybean paste, as long as you do it well, it's all good!"
"You're right!"
Everyone happily chatted with the old man about everyday life.
No one asked him why he hadn't talked about his family for so many years.
Although we're not family, we've lived in the same alley for so many years, and we all know some things about each other.
They didn't want to pry into other people's family affairs.
Let them have the time to chat about happy things!
After all, there probably won't be any chance to see each other again...
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