Yang Yan they traveled by car, the pursuit of a leisurely, free travel experience, so the itinerary is also a little careless, came to Duanzhou for an afternoon, they did nothing, is in the hotel shopping plaza leisurely around, and then back to the hotel to rest.

In the evening, they drove out to forage for food.

Yang Yan doesn't know the road either, fortunately, the mobile phone navigation is now usable, although the experience is not very good, but he still stumbled to find the destination.

is no longer a fine restaurant or a luxury hotel, Yang Yan brought Xia Yu here to be a food stall located in an ordinary downtown area!

However, judging from the cars parked on the road in front of the door, as well as the crowded and lively diners inside, the business of this restaurant is much better than that of ordinary restaurants!

"I read this shop on the Internet, and many netizens recommended it, saying that their tea oil chicken and bamboo shoots here taste good!" Yang Yan said with a smile, "When you come to Duanzhou, of course, you still have to try the specialties here." ”

Xia Yu was already so hungry that her front belly was pressed against her back, and after getting out of the car, she wrinkled her nose and tried to sniff the aroma of food wafting in the air, and her stomach gurgled.

Luoluo was hugged by her mother, she heard this obvious movement, curiously propped up her two little arms, and looked down at her mother's belly.

What happened?

The little girl looked at her mother again, her innocent big eyes made Xia Yu look a little embarrassed.

"Don't tell your father!" Xia Yu raised an index finger in shame and sighed with Luoluo.

However, Luoluo still didn't understand what her mother wanted her to do, she tilted her little head and pouted innocently.

With such a lively food stall, the box was naturally gone for a long time, and Yang Yan and they were arranged to a large round table where the guests had just left the table and were still cleaning up.

"Is there a baby seat? Yang Yan asked the waiter who came over with tea and chopsticks.

The waitress is still very young, sixteen or seventeen years old, with a ponytail, and a very young appearance. She shook her head with Yang Yan apologetically, and stood there a little bewildered.

"It's okay, I'm just asking. Yang Yan smiled and didn't embarrass her.

After all, it's not a high-end restaurant, and it's normal that the service can't be exhaustive.

Yang Yan hugged Luoluo over, asked the waiter about the dishes, and asked her to help recommend a few of the restaurant's signature dishes.

Xia Yu is very skillful in scalding the cups and chopsticks of three people with tea, although there is no scientific basis for this action, and sterilization and sterilization only stay at the level of self-comfort, but in Guangdong Province, eating out is a very normal process.

After a while, Yang Yan and Xia Yu both sat down, chatting and waiting for the food to be served.

However, Luoluo, who was held in his father's arms, began to writhe!

Maybe she usually has her own little chair when she eats, right? Now the little girl feels a little unfree to be held by her father with her big arms in front of her.

The little girl looked at the big plastic armchair where her father was sitting, and then at her mother, who was also sitting by herself, not being held by her father, and she finally couldn't help but struggle in her father's arms and protested: "Well, well......"

"What's wrong with Luoluo?" Yang Yan took the little girl's little hand, put it on the mouth and kissed it, and asked with concern.

Luoluo pointed to the empty plastic armchair next to him, then raised his little head and looked at his father with blank eyes.

Knowing that the daughter is like her father, Yang Yan suddenly figured out Luoluo's thoughts, he was slightly surprised, and asked with a smile: "You also want to sit on the chair?"

Luoluo blinked her eyes wide, then looked at the plastic armchair again, she said "hmm" twice, and finally said in her immature little voice: "......"

The little girl's soft and glutinous response made Yang Yan not think of refusal, he had to move his buttocks and sit on the empty chair next to him, and then he carried Luoluo to the place where they were sitting just now.

In this way, he and Xia Yu can protect the little girl who wants to sit alone.

"You have to sit firmly, you can't move around, it won't be good if you fall down from here!" Yang Yan held her daughter's small body and asked her to sit down, and then smiled and pointed to the big hole formed by the armrests on both sides of the backrest, reminding.

Luoluo curiously followed her father's finger to look at herself, but in her small head, she had not been able to construct too many possible pictures. So, after turning back to her little head in confusion, the little girl simply didn't think about it.

I saw Luoluo leaning his back against the plastic backrest, while pushing his little feet forward so that he could sit stretched, while raising his little head and looking at his father happily.

Look at the little expression of expectation in her smiling eyes, as if she wants her father to see her cute appearance sitting in this adult's chair!

Xia Yu looked at the little girl's shy belly, a little proud sitting posture, and then looked at the yellow sweatshirt dress on her body, as well as the same yellow chair......

"Look at her, look at her, sit like a little emperor!" Xia Yu couldn't help laughing, and stretched out his hand to greet Yang Yan, letting him see Luoluo.

Yang Yan only found out about the coincidence of his daughter's "yellow robe" at this time, and he couldn't help but laugh too.

Don't look at Luoluo, I still don't understand, the little girl is smart!

Seeing the two adults laughing at herself, as if she were laughing at herself, the little girl pursed her little mouth and squirmed in her chair while humming.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about it. Yang Yan hurriedly coaxed.

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The specialties in various parts of Guangdong Province seem to be the same, whether it is tea oil chicken, white-cut chicken or Hakka kiln chicken, it seems that they are just different ways of making chicken.

Yang Yan and Xia Yu also thought so before, and they didn't give the tea oil chicken too much expectation.

Even, when the dish came up, Xia Yu smiled and said to Yang Yan: "Why does this tea oil chicken look a bit like soy sauce chicken?"

Indeed, the color of the chicken skin is a bit like a layer of sauce, but it is not as dark as the color of the soy sauce chicken, and the chicken is tender and like a white-cut chicken, which looks appetizing.

Needless to say, Yang Yan sandwiched a piece of fat chicken leg into Xia Yu's bowl, and also sandwiched a piece of chicken breast himself, and the two of them started eating.

"Wow!" Xia Yu ate the chicken thighs in one bite until only the bones and a thin layer of meat remained, the fragrant and tender tea oil chicken was so fragrant that she almost swallowed her tongue, and finally finished eating, and couldn't wait to praise Yang Yan.

The chicken tasted good, and Xia Yu couldn't help but take small bites and nibble on the remaining bones of the chicken thighs.

Listening to the sound of her "clicking" and biting the bones, Yang Yan turned his head and asked with some tears and laughter: "Isn't there still this big plate, do you need to eat bones?"

Xia Yu sucked the bone, and then reluctantly threw it down, she licked her oily lips, and said to Yang Yan proudly: "That's because you won't eat it, the taste of other people's tea oil is soaked into the bones!"

Seeing her mother eating so brightly, the little girl sitting alone in the chair finally couldn't help it, she grabbed the armrest and got up with a chirp.

Fortunately, Yang Yan had been paying attention to Luoluo's movements, and when she saw her get up, she hurriedly reached out to support this restless little guy.

"Dad!" Luo Luo looked at his father pitifully, and pointed his little finger to the plate of tea oil chicken on the table.