With the knock on the door.

Suddenly, the lights of the dark shop came on, and then some old and dilapidated shop doors suddenly opened from the inside.

An old man with a somewhat hunched body and an apron appeared at the door with a smile.

"Kneading the dough in the back, I didn't hear a knock on the door, so I kept you waiting. As he spoke, the old man patted the flour that was still stained on his hands.

Seeing the old man appear, the anxious middle-aged man immediately walked closer, and without caring about many doubts, he said eagerly,

"Old Yang Tou...... Do you remember my mother, the old lady who liked to wear a red cotton jacket in winter and silk embroidered clothes in summer?"

"Remember, remember......" Old Yang Tou replied with a smile, and then looked at the middle-aged man, "You are Cao Jinfeng's son, right?"

"It's back......" The middle-aged man's face showed a trace of guilt, and then his face was a little anxious,

"Come in, come in first......," the old man said with a smile, leaving the door open completely, and at the same time getting out of the way, and the light inside the house also illuminated the old alley outside.

The middle-aged man then walked in eagerly.

On the side, Lian Ge glanced at Gu Xiaoying, who turned his gaze, and smiled slightly,

Retracting his gaze and facing the grateful gaze cast by the old man on the side of the door, Lian Ge and Gu Xiaoying also stepped into this wonton shop.

"How many guests, what do you want to eat?"

The old man didn't close the door again, and walked in front of the three again,

"Old Yangtou, I want a bowl of wontons for my mother to eat, can you hurry up, I'm afraid my mother can't wait......" The middle-aged man replied immediately, saying with a painful expression on his face,

"My mother came home from the hospital today, and she just woke up and said she wanted to eat your bowl of wontons. ”

"Okay, I see......" The old man nodded and answered, then turned his head and looked at Lian Ge and Gu Xiaoying,

"This gentleman, and this young lady, what do you want to eat?"

"Let's cook it for him first. Lian Ge looked at the store and replied casually.

"Thank you......" The middle-aged man thanked Lian Ge with some gratitude.

"Okay, then you sit down a little bit, and I'll make ravioli. The old man nodded, and walked into the next room.

......

On the side, after seeing the old man leaving, he was anxious, and some restless young people, Lian Ge retracted his gaze and looked inside the store.

The store is not very spacious, with only four small square tables, the paint of which has long since faded and peeled.

On the four walls, the white wall ash has long been weathered over time, and you can get a hand of white ash under a light touch.

Even on this mottled wall, there are a few yellowed wall paintings and newspapers of unknown time.

Turning his gaze, Lian Ge glanced at Gu Xiaoying, took Gu Xiaoying to sit down at the table next to him.

"Lian Ge, isn't it ......" Gu Xiaoying glanced at the middle-aged man in the shop, and then glanced through a small door next to him at the busy old Yang Tou in the kitchen next to him.

Hearing this, Lian Ge smiled at Gu Xiaoying and didn't answer.

Seeing this, Gu Xiaoying didn't ask again, just like Lian Ge, quietly watching everything that happened in front of her.

......

Time passed slowly in the restless pace of the middle-aged man, and the old man was not in a hurry or slow, gently stirring the wontons in the pot.

Finally, the old man put the wontons in the pot into a porcelain bowl, carefully sealed the mouth of the porcelain bowl with plastic wrap, and then pulled a plastic bag from the side and put the porcelain bowl containing the wontons into the plastic bag steadily.

Carrying a plastic bag, the old man walked out of the kitchen,

"This is the ravioli your mother wants. ”

Before the old man could completely come out of the kitchen, the middle-aged man greeted him, and the old man then handed the wonton in his hand to the middle-aged man.

"How much?" the middle-aged man took the wonton and asked out loud,

"I want eight yuan on weekdays, and today I will forget it. The old man shook his head and said.

"Thank you...... the middle-aged man thanked him, and was about to leave with his wontons.

But after he glanced at the wontons in the bowl, he couldn't help but hesitate a little,

The wontons in the bowl are like being soaked in boiling water, without oil or salt, and there are no condiments to be seen.

Seeing this, the old man seemed to see the middle-aged man's doubts and said loudly

"Actually, your mother didn't like ravioli very much. ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man was even more puzzled,

"When you were in junior high school, on your mother's birthday, you used the pocket money you had saved for two weeks to buy three taels of raw wontons for your mother, took them home by yourself, and cooked them for your mother to eat. That's the first time you went into the kitchen, when the wontons were served to your mother, it was like this without oil or salt, and it was boiled rotten......" The old man looked at the middle-aged man and said,

The middle-aged man was stunned when he heard the sound, stood in place, looked at Lao Yangtou, and then looked at the special bowl of wontons in his hand.

"Go, don't keep your mother waiting......" Old Yang said with a wave of his hand.

"Thank you...... Thank you......" The middle-aged man's eyes turned red, and he thanked Lao Yang a few times in a row, and then left quickly with the wontons.

......

The old man stood and watched the middle-aged figure disappear into the alley, smiled, turned around, and walked towards Lian Ge and the others.

And at this very moment,

Outside the store, a young man in his twenties glanced into the store and walked in.

Hearing the sound, the old man turned around and glanced at the young man who walked into the store, and then at Lian Ge,

Lian Ge smiled slightly at the old man and motioned for him to greet the guests first.

The old man nodded, and walked over to the young man who had walked into the shop.

"What do you want to eat, young man?"

Hearing this, the young man turned his gaze and looked towards the old man, looking at the old man, the young man's eyes showed a hint of joy,

"Old Yangtou, do you remember me?"

When the old man heard this, he glanced at the young man,

"Are you...... Daniel Zhang, the kid who often came with a girl, was reckless several times, and said that it was not hot enough. The old man said with a smile.

"Yes, I'm Daniel Zhang, I'm Daniel Zhang......" The young man's Daniel Zhang looked a little excited, "I didn't expect that after so many years, Old Yangtou, you still remember me." ”

"Remember, remember......" replied the old man with a smile,

"Today is still the same as before, do you want meat ravioli?"

"Put more chili peppers. The young man was somewhat amused and sat down in a place by the kitchen.

"Okay, I'll put you some more chili peppers. The old man replied with a smile, turned and walked into the kitchen.

......

"Old Yangtou, do you know, when I was in junior high school, I had little pocket money, and I saved up for a week before I came to you to satisfy my hunger...... Eh, old Yang, do you remember the little girl who came with me before?" the young man said as he sat near the kitchen, waiting, and looking into the kitchen.

"Remember, how not remember. Lao Yang gently stirred the wontons in the pot, and said with a smile, "You like little girls, every time the wontons are served, you say that you order too much, and you want to give half to the little girl......

“...... I have to thank you, old Yangtou, if you hadn't given me more wontons every time, I wouldn't have eaten enough......" The young man smiled and replied.

"How is the little girl now?" asked Old Yang.

"I'm going to get married, just a few days ......"

"It's good, it's good......"

"If you don't come too, Old Yang, she will definitely be happy to see you. Old Yang, you can be regarded as our real matchmaker. ”

As the young man spoke, he took out an invitation from his pocket and handed it in through the kitchen door.

Lao Yang looked at the invitation and shook his head with a smile,

"I can't go, I can't go...... I still have to guard the store. ”

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