After the old woman got the written album, she stretched out her hand and wanted to touch it, but she thought of something, she withdrew her hand, carefully put the album away and said thank you to Luo Xingyu. He turned and left.

"It seems that the old lady really likes my songs, and she will have to work harder to create them in the future, so that she can't disappoint her fans." Luo Xingyu thought silently in her heart.

Of course, even though Luo Xingyu has a lot of thoughts, he still knows what his main task is now, so he doesn't move slowly and continues to sign the fans. He has an appointment with his senior sister and cousin for dinner today, so he must sign quickly. Finish.

It is said that the small shop needs to line up in advance, for the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, rush rushing!

The old woman who left with Luo Xingyu's signature came to the location of the bus station after she turned out of the gymnasium. She was not familiar with the road here and her eyes were not good, but she tried to get closer to see the route name on the bus stop sign.

"Taoxi Road, Taoxi Road, which train should I take?" The old woman muttered as she got as close as she could to see the writing clearly.

It's a pity that the eyes are really not enough, I can't see clearly, I can only wait for the bus to come up and ask the driver, if I don't go there, I will get off.

During the period, although the old woman opened her mouth several times, she didn’t ask the person next to her. Sometimes a kind person asked, she waved her hand and signaled that she didn’t need to help. She just tightened the cloth bag with the album in her arms again. For fear of being knocked.

It took a lot of time to ask for directions. By the time the old woman arrived at Taoxi Road, Yuanzhou was already preparing the ingredients for dinner.

Touching the only steamed bun left in the bag, the old woman thought for a while and muttered: "I'd better go back and eat it. I only ate two before and I am not very hungry now."

After touching my stomach, I felt that it was really not very flat, so I carefully held the bag and circumvented the intersection of Taoxi Road in a familiar way, and went to the back street. Compared with the bustling road in front, here It is quite quiet indeed, at least for most of the day no one will pass by, and most people pass by because they are the aborigines of Taoxi Road and take shortcuts.

The old woman is obviously very familiar with this place compared to looking for a bus before. I don't know if she has stepped on the terrain beforehand because she is not a resident on Taoxi Road.

"Tatata"

Slightly heavy footsteps sounded on the quiet street, attracting Mi Fan's attention. When the old woman approached the back door of the Kitchen God's shop, Mi Fan Niangsan had already stood up and stood at the back door looking at the old woman.

The old woman obviously saw it too, and she stood directly at the soup site in front of Yi, where there used to be several trash cans. Since Taoxi Road established a centralized garbage disposal area, it has been cleaned and cancelled.

In the words of Director Wang, ‘putting the garbage there will definitely affect Boss Yuan’s cooking mood and must be disposed of. ’

So now the place is very clean, and the eaves lamp behind the shop can shine on the corner of the wall there, but it doesn't look dark.

The old woman just stood there and didn't move, and she stood there quietly without speaking, as if waiting for something.

As for Mi Fan, they observed the old woman for about ten minutes and saw that she hadn't changed a single posture. After confirming that it was not dangerous, they just lay back into the nest lazily.

As time passed by, the originally bright sky darkened little by little, and the night gradually fell. Although it was approaching the end of dinner time, the shop was still very lively.

The old woman has been standing there since mid-afternoon. Except for changing her feet during the period, she has barely moved, but her posture hasn't changed much. If she doesn't turn her eyes occasionally, she almost thinks it is a wax figure.

After the business hours ended, Yuanzhou came out with the dinner they prepared for the rice before preparing the food in the tavern. He came to feed at this time every day.

"Rice, noodles, rice soup for dinner."

People arrive before they arrive.

The door opened as soon as "Squeak", Yuan Zhou's figure appeared, and he walked out soon.

Yuanzhou's five senses are very keen, so as soon as he walked out, he felt the presence of someone. When he looked up, he saw the figure of the old woman.

The rickety figure was half hidden in the light. To be honest, if Yuanzhou wasn't brave, he would probably be shocked.

And at a glance, Yuan Zhou judged that the old woman should have been standing there for a long time, because her mouth was dry and peeled, so her eyebrows wrinkled, and they took the rice and turned back to the shop. .

The door of the shop was automatically sensed, so as soon as Yuanzhou went back, the door closed with a bang.

The old woman's eyes brightened when she saw Yuanzhou coming out and hearing Yuanzhou's voice. Just when she thought of raising her foot and walking over, she saw Yuanzhou turning around and going back, her eyes that had been lit up instantly darkened.

The old woman moved her feet a few times and wanted to leave, but she was reluctant to part with this opportunity. Just when she hesitated, Yuanzhou came back.

Holding a glass in her hand, she walked to the old woman and put her hand in front of her and said, "The old man should drink water before talking about things."

It turned out that Yuan Zhou saw at a glance that the old woman must have something to do and did not drink water for a long time, lest her body could not bear it, so he returned to the shop very quickly and poured a glass of warm water.

The old woman glanced at Yuanzhou, took the water, and said gratefully, "Thank you."

"Gudong, Gudong"

About to be extremely thirsty, the old woman took the glass and drank it directly, and within a short while, the glass of water bottomed out.

"Do you still want to drink?" Yuan Zhou asked after taking the empty cup.

"No, thank you Boss Yuan." The old woman said hoarsely.

"It's just a matter of hand, don't be polite. Does the old man come to me for something? You can come in from the front door next time. I don't come here often from the back door." Yuan Zhou said.

The old woman waved her hand again and again: "It's okay, it's okay, I just waited for a while, not long."

After hesitating a few times, he still opened his mouth to Yuanzhou: "Boss Yuan can ask you to help me fry an egg fried rice. I want to take it back to my daughter. I heard that Boss Yuan's egg fried rice is in the world. Fried rice is the best. My daughter has a bad appetite recently and hasn't eaten anything for a long time."

When the old woman spoke, she looked at Yuan Zhou with pleading eyes, obviously she was very eager for him to agree to her.

And in order to find delicious food, this is not the first time that the old woman wandered around the boundary of Rongcheng, but nine out of ten people said that the food made by Mr. Yuan from God of Cookery is the best. She I came to secretly observe the two times and found that there were a lot of people who were always in line, and many of them were familiar faces. At first glance, they were repeat customers, and the proportion was quite high. Only then did they make up their minds to come to Yuanzhou.

Of course, in order not to disturb Yuanzhou's business, the old woman waited for the back alley she found when she checked the terrain.

And Yuanzhou’s first reaction when he heard the old woman’s request was, ‘Why didn’t this daughter come by herself and let her old mother come, it’s a bit outrageous."

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