Chapter 61 Are you the master aunt?

"Ah?" Huo Qiuyi's eyes filled with tears again when she heard that Ye Qingyue was not going.

Huo Qingchi stepped forward and pulled her off Ye Qingyue, "Don't cause trouble for others. If you want to thank me, I will bring you to my house later."

Looking at Ye Qingyue's dress, he knew that she had something to do today.

It was probably an accident that she saved his aunt.

Huo Qingchi kept his gratitude to Ye Qingyue in his heart and didn't want to bother her anymore at this moment.

Huo Qiuyi is not a troublesome person at ordinary times, but she just experienced a kidnapping and beating incident, and she is more dependent on Ye Qingyue who saved her, so she wants Ye Qingyue to be with her.

After being reminded by Huo Qingchi, she knew that she had gone too far, and said with a somewhat depressed look: "Benefactor, I'm sorry..."

"My name is Ye Qingyue."

Ye Qingyue smiled at Huo Qiuyi, "You are about the same age as me, right? You don't have to call me benefactor all the time, it's a bit awkward, just call me by my name, wait until you have dealt with your things, then come and play with me, Comrade Huo and I are friends, he knows my home address."

When Huo Qiuyi heard that they could meet again, his eyes lit up and he nodded like crazy: "Okay."

Huo Qingchi: "..." He just said the same thing.

"The police should be here soon, I'm leaving first."

Ye Qingyue's outfit was really suspicious, and she didn't dare to stay any longer.

Just as she was about to climb over the wall and leave, Huo Qingchi suddenly followed her.

"Anything else?" Ye Qingyue asked in confusion.

Huo Qingchi coughed lightly: "My aunt is usually accustomed to her family and lacks social skills."

Ye Qingyue blinked, she saw it, and then what?

Huo Qingchi hesitated for a rare time, and after a few seconds he said in a deep voice: "I am not your nephew."

After saying this, Huo Qingchi turned around and left, not daring to look at Ye Qingyue's expression.

He didn't want to be of a lower generation than Ye Qingyue.

Otherwise, if he expressed his feelings to Ye Qingyue in the future, wouldn't it be considered as insubordination?

Ye Qingyue was stunned, and then she felt a little funny. This usually calm and pragmatic man actually has such an awkward side, which is a bit cute.

"I know, you are my friend."

Ye Qingyue said to his back.

After the words fell, Huo Qingchi staggered.

But he quickly returned to normal, so fast that Ye Qingyue thought she was dazzled.

Did she say something wrong? Why did Huo Qingchi react like this?

Ye Qingyue murmured in her heart, but she was afraid that the police would arrive, so she quickly climbed over the wall and left.

After turning around in the alley, Ye Qingyue also took off the rags, straw hat and other things on her body and threw them into the space.

When she returned to the street, she had become her usual self.

She came to the noodle shop opposite the back door of the vegetable market. It was not dinner time, and there was only a young girl with immature features sitting in the house.

Although she washed her face and looked completely different from the one who had just returned from coal mining, the curious and ignorant look still made Ye Qingyue guess that this girl was the one who was doing business with him.

However, the girl had nothing in her hands, and no one knew where she put the backpack.

Ye Qingyue sat directly opposite her.

When Ye Qingyue appeared, Ding Chun noticed her immediately, and her eyes lit up.

The sister in front of her was so beautiful, she had never seen such a beautiful one in her life.

Just by taking two steps casually, the swaying of her waist made her heart sway twice.

The posture when she sat down was also very elegant.

Wait, sit down?

Ding Chun saw the beautiful sister sitting directly opposite her, opened her mouth, and hurriedly said: "Sister, there are people here."

She was still waiting for the master aunt.

I don't know if the aunt has subdued the evil spirit in the wastehouse.

These words must not be said to the beautiful sister in front of her, Ding Chun could only tactfully drive her away.

"I know."

Ye Qingyue said the first sentence in her own voice, and then she lowered her voice and said the second sentence in the low voice she used when she was trading with Ding Chun: "Where is my wine?"

"Wow!!!"

Ding Chun yelled and shot off the bench.

Behind the counter, the boss, who was lying on the rocking chair with his legs crossed and reading the newspaper, was frightened by the scream and threw away the newspaper and looked over to see what was going on.

When he saw that there was suddenly a very beautiful girl in the store, the boss didn't want to read the newspaper anymore.

Ye Qingyue suddenly said: "Boss, can you make two bowls of cold noodles for me and my sister? Put more chili oil in mine."

Most people in Jiangcheng have a heavy taste, and she is no exception, she loves spicy food.

She turned to Ding Chun again: "What do you avoid?"

Ding Chun subconsciously said: "No cucumber shreds, more noodles and peanuts."

After she said that, she regretted it.

Now is not the time to just eat!

The beautiful sister in front of me is actually the master aunt?

Is it true? Is she lying?

Ye Qingyue ignored Ding Chun who was confused, and stood up to hand the boss the food ticket and a dime.

Ding Chun waited for the boss to go to the kitchen to mix noodles, and hurriedly sat back on the bench, looking at Ye Qingyue left and right: "Aunt?"

Ye Qingyue nodded and replied in a low fake voice: "It's me."

Ding Chun: "..." You are so beautiful, and you are not two years older than me, how can you feel at ease listening to me calling you aunt again and again?

After confirming the identity again and again, Ding Chun finally stopped doubting, but he felt a little awkward and couldn't help saying, "I'll just call you sister."

Facing this pretty face, Ding Chun really couldn't call "Auntie" and felt guilty.

"Okay."

Ye Qingyue followed suit and asked, "Where did you put the wine?"

"I put it at my house. It's too conspicuous to carry two baskets around."

Although Ding Chun had just arrived at the black market, he was also quite smart, "I'll get it for you later."

Ye Qingyue asked, "Can't we go now?"

"Now..."

Ding Chun was a little embarrassed, "Didn't you ask the boss to mix some cold noodles for us? It would be a waste if we don't eat it?"

Ye Qingyue: "..."

Looking at Ding Chun's pointed chin, Ye Qingyue could guess that her family was having a hard time, and she would definitely be reluctant to give up this bowl of noodles.

She happened to be hungry, so she didn't rush to get the wine and waited for the boss to serve the cold noodles.

"Cold noodles for you two." The

boss came out of the kitchen with two big bowls of piled-up cold noodles.

Ding Chun opened her mouth wide. Her home was nearby and she passed by this noodle shop many times. The cold noodles that others bought were not so large in size!

The boss put down the cold noodles, smiled at Ye Qingyue, turned around and left with the wooden tray in his pocket, hiding his achievements and fame.

"Eat."

Ye Qingyue held the bowl, changed her position, and turned her back to Ding Chun and the boss.

She picked up the chopsticks, picked up the noodles and put them in her mouth.

Jiangcheng's cold noodles are all made of thin alkaline noodles. They are a little harder than ordinary noodles, but the taste is very smooth. Served

with crispy cucumber shreds and various condiments, and finally poured with a large spoonful of chili oil and mixed well, it is cool and spicy, and it is the most enjoyable to eat in summer.

Ye Qingyue had just experienced a thrilling rescue operation, and her mental and physical strength were greatly consumed.

The protruding cold noodles fell at an astonishing speed and were quickly eaten up by her.

When she picked up the last peanut and put it in her mouth, she still felt proud, so she put down her chopsticks and sat back opposite Ding Chun.

"You haven't finished eating yet?"

Ye Qingyue saw that Ding Chun's bowl was only a quarter empty, thinking that this kid probably doesn't eat much, so her stomach is small and she eats slowly.

"So much, she definitely can't finish it..."

Ding Chun didn't finish her words, and subconsciously looked at the bowl on the table where Ye Qingyue was eating noodles, which was empty.

She couldn't continue her words, and quickly changed her words: "I usually eat slowly."

This sister is her first customer, she can't offend her.