Wu Hai stunned Ling Hong, and rushed to Yuanzhou in the face of lightning.

"The compass comes again with a rice dumpling, the last one, or else I will sell you a cute roll?"

Acting cute?

Rolling?

This is to eat, even the soup is also robbed?

"..."

Yuanzhou’s eyes couldn’t help but pumped it and left it to Wuhai. I took a picture of my chest without a trace, and it really scared my baby.

"Ginger, you treat dinner, but I have not yet eaten, what do you think of as a president?" Yu Yu did not want to care about Wuhai, said to Jiang Yan.

"Love can help, Yuan boss does not give me this beauty face." Jiang licked his hair, helplessly said.

"You said that the young man is still too young." Chen Weiyi, the old man often talks about it.

"That's a newcomer like you will be cheated by that shameless face." Ling Hong directly concluded: "Wuhai is completely shameless in terms of eating."

"Yuan Boss is not going to change his mind, but Jiang Sister said it is useless." Wei Wei kindly reminded.

"But I only ate one." Yu Yu seriously said the facts.

"Well, I will take you to the next time." Jiang Yan nodded and replied.

"For such a bad behavior, you have nothing to explain?" Ling Hong condemned and looked at Wuhai.

"Of course not." Wu Hai touched his two beards, it is natural to say.

The diners in this store all cast their eyes on the unrepentant Wuhai, and only Wei Wei’s attention was different from that of others.

She saw the dress and look of Wuhai. The cold mouth asked, "Why is Uncle Wu uncomfortable?"

Yes, Wei Wei feels very strange.

Wuhai is now wearing a blue coral velvet home uniform, a pair of cotton slippers on the feet, and the hair is half-length and long. It seems that he just came up from the bed and has to be lazy.

Although Wuhai as a whole is clean and correct, it is indeed not neatly dressed.

On the contrary, Wuhai's two mustaches are neatly shaped, and the edges are trimmed neatly, which is obviously repaired with care. This is extremely incompatible with the overall style of Wuhai.

To know the former Wuhai, the beard is fascinating, and the time is short, but it has been neatly completed in the past two months.

"Daddy needs to be so clean every day." Wei Wei said this more clearly.

This time, the rest of the store looked at Wuhai with curiosity.

"Oh, this one, that is, some people like it, so they love and care. After all, this is more handsome." Wuhai is a serious face.

"Oh, you have been eating for a long time, talking like Yuan boss." Ling Hong first spit.

"It’s because of the little girl." Jiang Yan suddenly remembered the girl.

The girl who said to Wuhai that he saw his beard had a sense of security.

The people in the store listened to Jiang Yan and said that they knew everything at once and they didn’t have much to say.

"Oh." Wuhai made an unclear voice and did not answer.

"Lazy painter." Ling Hong took a look at Wuhai, and did not say much.

"It's rare to be handsome." Wuhai is a small beard, and his face is interrupted by people.

"It’s almost nine o'clock, I have to go back to the night." Sister Sister suddenly looked at the watch on her hand and said.

"It is not too early, eat enough, go home to sleep." Chen Wei also shouted.

"Wei Wei goes back." Mr. Wei asked for his daughter.

"Okay, Yuan boss sees you again." Wei Wei politely said goodbye to Yuanzhou.

"Well, Happy New Year." Yuanzhou nodded and said.

"Yuan boss is also happy new year, more and more handsome." Wei Wei naughty finished, and then went out.

"You are also." Yuanzhou's surface is not vivid, but my heart is very happy.

Some people say goodbye to leave, it seems that they have infected other diners, and everyone has said goodbye to leave, or to leave some time for Yuanzhou.

Wuhai Linghong did not say anything, but when they left, they were very quick. The store left Yuanzhou alone.

"The snow seems to have stopped." Yuanzhou stood at the door and looked up.

The sky is a dark blue, not even a star, but the snow is not going down.

“啪啪” Yuanzhou patted the dust that did not exist on the body, and silently said, “It’s quite cold. It seems that you need to prepare a mat for the noodle soup.”

After that, Yuanzhou did not close the door immediately, but returned to the kitchen and made a bowl of dumplings for himself. Of course, it was sweet and salty.

"Well, it is still the best to do it yourself." Yuanzhou satisfies one bite, not afraid of hot, and quickly finished eating, this bowl has sixteen dumplings.

Of course, the soup in the bowl is still left, naturally it is left to the noodle soup and his wife, so it is good to drink some hot soup.

"It seems that no one will go through this path." Yuanzhou poured hot soup, went back to the kitchen and looked out the door.

At this time, the door was dark, except for the lights of Yuanzhou store, which were closed on the road.

"Oh," Yuanzhou opened the partition and walked to the door, ready to close.

At this time, there was a footstep in the distance, listening to Yuanzhou’s ears, and the footsteps were slightly familiar.

Yuanzhou also stopped the action of closing the door, ready to wait for people to pass the door, so that at least there is light.

The footsteps of "stepping on the steps" are getting closer and closer.

"Yuan Boss, Yuan Boss has not closed yet." People walked to the bright spot, and it was a grandmother who sold the **** at the door.

"Well, not yet." Yuanzhou nodded.

"That's just right, I have some dumplings made by myself, you take a bowl to eat." The old lady smiled and raised the paper bag on her hand.

On the 30th night, when the weather was cold, the dumplings were sent.

"You are advanced, cold outside." Yuanzhou paused, and asked people to enter the house sideways.

"No need to use, you ate this dumpling, I will go." The old woman waved her hand and straighten the bag on her hand to Yuanzhou.

"Then you just watched me finish eating and then go." Yuanzhou took the bag and then helped the person and walked to the store.

"Alright, just as I take the bowl back, you don't wash." The old woman refused this time, walked into the store and sat at the small table.

"Thank you." Yuanzhou seriously thanked.

Then sit next to the old woman, open the paper bag, inside is a big lunch box, which is filled with white fat dumplings, there are eight, each with a baby fist.

"You're welcome, this is my own work, the craftsmanship is not as good as Yuan Boss, you will eat, when you are happy." Granny is quite embarrassed to say.

After all, the old woman knows that Yuanzhou's craftsmanship is very good, or else there will not be so many diners who come here every day to eat.

"No, the dumplings you made are better than what I did." Yuanzhou had already eaten this time, very seriously.

The old woman apparently did not take it seriously, but her face was wrinkled and stretched, very happy.