As soon as Chen Xing and the others came out of the restaurant, there was a patter of rain in the air. It was not very big but it was extremely annoying.

Gu Lang picked up the umbrella beside him, opened it and raised it to the top of the two of them, covering both of them in the rain.

The fourth lady of the Chen family, who was standing by the fence on the second floor, could clearly see that when Gu Lang was holding an umbrella, he slanted the umbrella to Chen Xing's shoulder a little, and put all Chen Xing cover below.

The maid looked at her lady's face and reminded her in a low voice, "Miss, the lady said that the lady of the Zhao family will be a guest tomorrow, so you remember to go to Yanzhifang to buy some new rouge today. ."

After she finished speaking, the little girl saw her young lady's face collapsed immediately, and gave her a fierce look, the little girl shrank her neck and did not dare to make a sound.

When Chen Linger thought of Mrs. Zhao's fat-headed son, she felt nauseated for a while, especially after knowing that her mother also intended to betrothed to that person, she felt even more uneasy in her heart. willing.

Thinking of Gu Lang who appeared just now, the contrast is even more obvious.

The moment Gu Lang appeared, Fourth Miss Chen, who was standing on the second floor, immediately recognized him. Wearing a simple coarse tunic, he also showed a different demeanor from the man next to him.

Seeing that the young lady didn't know what she was thinking, she just stood still, the maid next to her finally couldn't help but raised her head to look at her, she couldn't help but said again: " Miss?"

Chen Linger pulled away from her memory and looked at the trembling maid next to her, her tone a little impatient, "I see, let's go to Yanzhifang to buy rouge first."

"Yes." Seeing that the young lady was finally relieved, the maid let out a long sigh, and went to ask the second in the store to inform their bearer to wait outside the restaurant.

While this little girl was doing these things, Chen Linger's eyes turned to Gu Lang and the others, and she didn't know if she would have a chance to meet Gu Lang again in the future.

The weather is getting hotter and less rainy day by day.

One morning, after Chen Xing was woken up by the heat, he finally realized that the hot summer had come.

With the arrival of high temperature in summer, there is also a decrease in passenger flow. After all, the weather is getting hotter, and things that are steaming are not so popular.

Fu Gongzi came to Chen Xing's stall near noon, and while wiping the sweat from his forehead, he complained to Chen Xing: "Little boss, your family is here. Food can only be eaten hot, otherwise the taste will not be good. But the weather is too hot, no matter how delicious the food is, it can't stand the test of the heat!"

After finishing speaking, Master Fu let out a long sigh. It seemed that he was really embarrassed to eat this kind of hot food under high temperature.

Chen Xing had a good impression of this simple and honest boy, he handed him the freshly prepared meal and chuckled: "I will find a way to get some cooler food, It won't be so guilt anymore."

You were there."

Chen Xing looked at him and smiled, "I always count what I say."

With Chen Xing's assurance, Mr. Fu took his meal and happily found a seat and sat down.

When Mr. Fu left, Chen Xing was ready to serve the next guest. When he looked up, he only felt that the guest in front of him was very familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was for a while. So he looked at the guest and said with a smile, "Sir, what do you want?"

What do you have here?"

Chen Xing introduced his three dishes carefully with him, focusing on the difference between the spiciness of bean curd rice and mapo tofu.

After listening, the guest thought for a while in silence, and finally chose a bean curd rice and a less spicy dipping water.

Chen Xing responded and instructed Qiu Jiu next to him to cook rice, and he quickly gave him a less spicy dip.

Qiu Jiu, who was beside him, was playing bean curd, while looking at the guest who was smiling at Chen Xing, and then looked at the ignorant Chen Xing, struggling to say something , in the end it was impossible to say.

The man took the tray from Chen Xing's hand, looked at Chen Xing and asked suddenly, "How is your business here?"

very good."

The man squinted slightly, and seemed a little happy about the answer Chen Xing said. After he smiled at Chen Xing, he took the tray in his hand to find an empty seat to eat.

At noon, even if Chen Xing's stall is covered by a roof, the surrounding air is very hot, so there are not many people who come here to sit and eat, most of them are directly Take it back to eat.

Chen Xing glanced at the empty street, then at the almost empty wooden barrel, and said to Qiu Jiu next to him: "Close the stall, let's go back early."

"Good!" Qiu Jiu responded, and quickly packed up.

When Chen Xing turned his head to clean up the table and chairs, he saw that the man who was still sitting there eating had quietly left, leaving only the empty bowls that had been eaten, and the little A little chili dip.

Qiu Jiu said: "Qiu Jiu, I remembered!"

Qiu Jiu, who was carrying the barrel to empty the rest of it, looked at Chen Xing suspiciously.

I saw Chen Xing patted his thigh, looked at him and said angrily: "Just now that person is the county magistrate! Why didn't I recognize it, I shouldn't have charged him. If it wasn't for him, how could I have gotten such a good booth."

The last time Chen Xing saw the county magistrate, the county magistrate was still wearing an official uniform, but today he was wearing an ordinary cloth, but that slightly bookish face, he Absolutely not wrong.

Just when Chen Xing was annoyed, Qiu Jiu next to him said calmly: "Since he can come this time, he must be able to come next time. When he comes next time, you can Why don't you invite him to dinner?"

Chen Xing was stunned for a moment, thinking that Qiu Jiu was right, he can invite him to dinner when the county magistrate comes next time!

Thinking like this, Chen Xing is no longer tangled, but actively packs up his things and prepares to pack them back soon.

, with the hot and sour radish he made, it is also quite refreshing.

After eating, Chen Xing drank for a while, and then took a bag of hawthorn that he bought with the old grandpa who passed by on the road.

Not long after Chen Xing started handling the hawthorn, Gu Lang walked slowly to the backyard, and moved a small bench to sit next to Chen Xing.

Feeling Gu Lang's approach, Chen Xing looked at him suspiciously, but after seeing Gu Lang smiling at him, he said warmly, "I don't have anything to do either. Help you get it done."

Chen Xing was not too embarrassed, handed him the rest of the knife, told him to be careful, and then taught him how to make hawthorn.

Gu Lang watched it for a while, and felt that he should know it, so he picked up a soaked hawthorn, and started to move seriously.

When Chen Xing finished disposing of the two hawthorns and wanted to see how Gu Lang was doing, he saw Gu Lang staring at the hawthorn in his hand with a very serious expression and slightly wrinkled brows. On the hawthorn that needs to be removed, he has hollowed out a large piece of it.

Seeing that Gu Lang, who handles everything with ease, was deflated in this kind of thing, Chen Xing suddenly felt a little funny, but just looking at Gu Lang's serious look, he held back again.

Gu Lang put the treated hawthorn in his hand into a clean basin, looked at Chen Xing who was smiling beside him, and said with great certainty, "You are laughing at me. "

Chen Xing pursed his lips and shook his head desperately, trying to prove that he didn't.

Gu Lang narrowed his eyes slightly, his always pale face showing a hint of threat.

Chen Xing finally couldn't help laughing out loud, "Okay, I admit, I'm laughing. But it's the first time you deal with this kind of thing, it's normal to not handle it well, don't be discouraged ."

Gu Lang stared at his face for a while, then lowered his head without saying a word, picked up a hawthorn and served it again. He couldn't believe it, there was still something he couldn't do.

Chen Xing watched him pursed his lips and did not speak, secretly competing with Hawthorn, suddenly felt that this was a little different from the usual gentle and elegant Gu Lang, a little naive, and a little cute. !

But soon, Chen Xing remembered that he had to do it together, or Gu Lang alone would not know when to get it, so he would stop looking after Gu Lang and bury his head in dealing with it. Hawthorn comes.

When all the hawthorns were cleaned up, Gu Lang followed Chen Xing to take the processed hawthorns into the kitchen, and asked curiously when Chen Xing poured the hawthorns into the pot : "What are you going to do with these hawthorns?"

Chen Xing measured the amount of water in the pot, and said without raising his head: "I make some hawthorn cake, it can digest food, and it is very appetizing. Maybe after you eat it, you can have more Let's eat."

Gu Lang looked at Chen Xing's serious look, his expression slightly startled, as if he did not expect to hear such an answer.

When Chen Xing raised his head, he saw Gu Lang staring at him with a complicated expression, thinking he was thinking of the sour taste of hawthorn, soothed like a child, "Don't worry, I will Add a lot of sugar to it, it won't be sour."

Gu Lang watched him pursing his lips and did not speak, but his eyes were a little deeper. How could he be willing to let go of such a person.