After the family spent a harmonious summer vacation together.
Chu Changliu, carrying his schoolbag, said goodbye to Zhou Ping, Shang Yunze, and Lin Zhixia, "See you next time, Mom, Dad!"
Lin Zhixia smiled and waved at him, "Bring Xiao Zhou next time, Mom and Dad will cook for you."
After spending two months together, they had completely accepted Zhou Ping.
After spending some time with him, I found that apart from being a bit taciturn, Zhou Ping was otherwise impeccable.
He is also considerate and attentive. Anyone with eyes can see that it is actually Zhou Ping who has been taking care of their son.
Now Lin Zhixia and Shang Yunze were completely relieved.
There are advantages to talking less. I definitely can't win an argument with Xiaoyan, and Xiaoyan definitely can't stand being wronged.
Looking at his physique, it's clear he's a trained martial artist... The more Lin Zhixia looked at Zhou Ping, the more satisfied she became; she was almost ready to make him call her "Mom."
But thinking that there was still a long way to go, she decided to be more reserved and therefore planned to ask Zhou Ping to change his address next time.
After Monk Yunze and Lin Zhixia said their goodbyes, Zhou Ping came over and asked, "Yanyan, are we leaving today?"
"Okay, I'll be leaving in a bit." Chu Changliu nodded at him, their hands clasped tightly together.
Third Uncle's Local Cuisine Restaurant.
In the past few months, a lot of people have come to the restaurant to eat. Some say they admire the Sword Immortal Senior, while others say they want to support the business. In short, most of the people who come are Night Watchers.
My third uncle was so busy that he was practically stressed out.
Zhou Ping and Shang Yan left three months ago and haven't returned yet.
Thinking of this, Uncle San gritted his teeth and swung the spatula even more vigorously, "Those two brats, I wonder what they've been up to!"
The restaurant was so busy that he was constantly on the go.
My third uncle originally planned to open a restaurant in the morning and go fishing leisurely in the afternoon. However, for several months in a row, he would cook in the morning and then cook in the afternoon. He couldn't just not cook.
This local restaurant has become a popular spot for night watchmen, with both new recruits and veterans taking turns to visit.
Yesterday, my third uncle decided to simply not come. And what happened?
He was brought here by phone from the night watchmen.
Especially that guy named Li Xuan, he urged them the most!
They've made at least a hundred phone calls, like they're pressuring me to die!
After cooking another dish, Uncle San was exhausted. He put the spatula aside, picked up the towel hanging nearby, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
This new towel was the one Xiaoyan bought for him before. After wiping himself with it, Uncle San felt a warmth in his heart. He wondered where they had gone and when they would be back.
At a table a little further inside the restaurant, Li Xuan was eating his third uncle's stir-fried tomatoes, and couldn't help but comment, "It tastes just like before!"
Rose took a bite and thought it tasted like a normal sweet and sour tomato. She couldn't help but wonder, "What does it taste like?"
"It tastes like tomatoes." Li Xuan was completely unaware that he was talking nonsense, and ate two large bowls of rice with the vegetables.
rose:……
Too much nonsense.
Wang Mian was picking up a piece of potato to eat. After finishing, he cleared his throat and said, "We came here to see Brother Zhou Ping and Brother Shang Yan, but unfortunately, they are not here."
Upon hearing this, Yue Gui nodded. "I heard from my third uncle that the two of them left three months ago. We're too late."
Xinghen brought over two large buckets of juice, opened them, and poured a glass for everyone. "Business here is booming! Uncle, you must be overjoyed!"
Clang—
After bringing over the dishes, my third uncle slammed the plates down on the table, snorted, and turned to leave.
What is he happy about?
This group of people ruined my peaceful retirement life. I have to get up early every day to prepare meals. After the store opened, this group of people who call themselves night watchmen lined up one by one to take photos with him. This work will continue until night!
I've never been this tired before!
My third uncle is now experiencing a dull ache in his lower back.
After his third uncle left, Tianping nodded seriously, "They were so happy they didn't know what to say to us."
He patted the shoulder of the person next to him, "Eat up, the more rice you eat, the more business the restaurant will have!"
After hearing this, Li Xuan ate even faster.
They had a particularly long holiday this time, and as soon as they started their vacation, they went to Uncle San's Local Cuisine Restaurant.
Firstly, he wanted to meet Zhou Ping and Shang Yan; secondly, he wanted to help take care of their business.
When Zhou Ping pulled Chu Changliu and pushed open the door, he saw a restaurant packed with people. The moment so many people looked at him, Zhou Ping visibly froze for a moment. He wanted to go in, but his body took a step back.
Standing behind him, Chu Changliu was somewhat puzzled. He walked around to the front of him, pushed open the door, and went inside. As he walked in, he asked with some confusion, "Why aren't you coming forward?"
He was even more confused after receiving the intense gazes directed at him from everyone in the restaurant. "Why are you all staring at me?"
Li Xuan, who was eating, suddenly looked up. When he saw Chu Changliu standing at the door, he quickly put down his bowl and chopsticks and shouted to Chu Changliu, "Brother Shangyan, you're back!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him seemed to have been injected with some kind of stimulant, and they erupted in excitement.
"What? He's Senior Shang Yan?"
"Isn't that the Red Dust Sword Immortal from our Great Xia Dynasty standing next to Senior Shang Yan?"
"Senior, senior! Please give us your autographs!"
"Make way, let me go first!"
Seeing the scene becoming increasingly chaotic, Chu Changliu hurriedly shouted, "Stop! Let's talk one by one!"
After he said that, the room quieted down considerably.
Wang Mian, who had finally squeezed to the front, reached out his hand to Chu Changliu and said, "It's been a long time, Brother Shangyan. I really owe you a lot of help last time."
Seeing this, Chu Changliu reached out and shook hands with him, saying somewhat embarrassedly, "Actually, I didn't really help much..."
He was unconscious the whole time and really didn't know what had happened.
Chu Changliu naturally pulled Zhou Ping to sit at the table with the Masked Squad.
He quickly became friends with the Masked Squad after exchanging only a few words.
When Third Uncle came out with the dishes, he saw Chu Changliu and Zhou Ping sitting at the table with the Masked Squad and couldn't help but ask with a cold face, "You didn't even greet me when you came back!"
Upon hearing this, Chu Changliu quickly smiled and said, "Hello, Third Uncle. Are you busy? I'll come and help right away!"
Third Uncle nodded reservedly and led Chu Changliu to the kitchen.
Seeing this, Zhou Ping wanted to follow, but a notebook appeared in front of him.
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