Chapter 122: Southern clouds and smoke, where the heart returns

When Jiang Beichuan returned to the office, Gu Xiaoman and Wei Ziyan were already waiting in the office.

As soon as she entered the door, Wei Ziyan immediately ran over.

"Beichuan, what the hell is going on?"

Jiang Beichuan stretched out his hand to stop Wei Ziyan's waist, lowered his head and dropped a kiss on her lips, and gently stroked the back of her head with his big hand, "Don't be afraid, it's okay." ”

Although he said so, Wei Ziyan was still full of worry, and asked uneasily, "Is it really okay?"

"It's fine. After speaking, Jiang Beichuan walked up to Gu Xiaoman and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

I tried hard to smile, but the more I wanted to laugh, the more embarrassed the expression on my face became.

"Do you need to tell Ah Yan?"

If this kind of thing happens, if she doesn't tell Du Shiyan, Jiang Beichuan is afraid that she won't be able to cope with it alone.

When Du Shiyan was mentioned, Gu Xiaoman's eyes seemed to have a light immediately.

But after thinking about it, my uncle has been so busy recently, and before he went to Canada, he was so busy that he didn't even have time to eat every day.

Later, in order to resolve the resentment in her heart, he took her to Canada again, and went back to the company directly without even drinking saliva as soon as she got off the plane.

Gu Xiaoman knew that he was very busy, and he was almost overwhelmed.

If at this time, she still bothered him, then......

Shaking his head, Gu Xiaoman smiled, but his eyes were full of coldness and helplessness, "No need, I can handle it alone." ”

After speaking, Gu Xiaoman smiled helplessly, "I'm sorry Teacher Jiang, I ...... This matter has nothing to do with you, but I am sorry that I have caused you so much slander. ”

As soon as she heard Gu Xiaoman say this, Wei Ziyan became even more uneasy, no matter what she was, she wrapped her arms around Jiang Beichuan's waist, "Beichuan, no matter what the reason is, you can't blame Manman, otherwise I will be angry." ”

Such a blatant threat can only be done by his little girlfriend.

"Hey!" sighed silently, Jiang Beichuan reached out and patted Wei Ziyan's head, "Okay, well, listen to you, I don't blame your good sister." ”

After speaking, Jiang Beichuan sighed, "Okay, let's find a place to eat." ”

"Okay!" Wei Ziyan, who was still puffing up her face just now, immediately showed a smile on her face when she heard what she was eating, "What do we eat?"

"You must do it. ”

Hearing this, Wei Ziyan immediately crossed her fingers and planned: "If you can't eat mustard in Japanese, then it's boring, if it's Western food, then it's ......."

Seeing that Wei Ziyan was looking expectant, Gu Xiaoman said with embarrassment: "Wait a minute, Ziyan." ”

"What's wrong?"

Shaking his lower lip, Gu Xiaoman said apologetically: "I'm sorry Ziyan, I'm ...... I've already made an appointment. ”

"Huh?" Wei Ziyan let out a lost voice, "Who did you date?"

Shrugging his shoulders apologetically, Wei Ziyan said: "My best classmate in high school has been in Beicheng and has recently come back, so ......" After speaking, Gu Xiaoman took Wei Ziyan's hand and begged for mercy and said, "Okay, Ziyan, I promise you, how about we go shopping together after class tomorrow?"

"Really?"

"Really!"

"Is that decided?"

"Good. ”

After separating from Jiang Beichuan and Wei Ziyan, Gu Xiaoman took a taxi to the place agreed with Luoxi - Southern Yunyan.

With the ringing of the bell at the door, Uncle Luo's familiar deep meaning came.

"Welcome. ”

"Uncle Luo. ”

Hearing the sound, Uncle Luo immediately turned his head, and when he saw Gu Xiaoman standing at the door, a smile immediately appeared on Uncle Luo's cold face.

"Xiaoman, you...... Why are you here?"

"I'm hungry, so I'm here to try your handiwork. ”

dotingly looked at the still eccentric little girl in front of her, obviously her appearance has not changed, but she always feels that something seems to be missing.

It seems to be mature, and it seems to be a little lonely.

"The same old way?"

"Hmm!" nodded heavily, and then Gu Xiaoman familiarly flipped through the small plank, and then ran to the back kitchen.

Uncle Luo's noodle restaurant is a very distinctive southern-style noodle restaurant, just a small space, a square bar enclosed by a kitchen, and in the middle is a kitchen surrounded by a curtain, where guests can sit in all four directions, and the surrounding walls are made of glass.

On a sunny day, the sun will shine into the noodle shop from all directions, and when Uncle Luo is busy in the kitchen at this time, the steam will spread in the room, and with the sunshine, the whole noodle shop is like Alice's fairyland.

Therefore, it has become a must-see holy place for many tourists to visit Jiangcheng.

When it is cloudy, the raindrops fall on the glass one by one, and the transparent raindrops slide down the glass, automatically making curtains for the noodle restaurant.

At this time, come to a cup of noodle restaurant's homemade flower tea, candlelight, glasses, raindrops, steaming noodles, and the sorrow that flows from the bottom of your heart without being disturbed.

There is an unwritten rule in Southern Yunyan: on cloudy days, the noodle restaurant will only accept one person.

Maybe it's to create the best environment for people who need to release their stress and want to use food to relieve their grief.

Back then, Gu Xiaoman wanted to buy a set of review materials for himself, but in those days, Gu Hongfeng didn't know where to go to gamble, and Liu Yanan was hospitalized, Gu Xiaoman had no choice but to find a way to make money by himself.

But she is not an adult, so no one hires her, and when Gu Xiaoman is desperate, people unknowingly walked to the door of 'Southern Yunyan'.

At that time, this place was not called 'Southern Yunyan', I don't know if Uncle Luo was lazy or didn't meet a suitable name, the name of the noodle restaurant was very simple, it was called a noodle restaurant.

It was a rainy day, a rainy day that Jiangcheng had not encountered in ten years, and when Gu Xiaoman was sitting on the side of the road with the money and calculating it one by one, a pair of dusty cloth shoes suddenly appeared in front of him.

Thinking that it was a thief, Gu Xiaoman immediately put away the money, and then raised his head vigilantly.

A middle-aged man who was neither thin nor fat, dressed in a pure white chef's suit, and his spotless white did not match his dusty shoes at all.

When he wanted to get up, the middle-aged man suddenly spoke, "Let's go." ”

"Let's go?" Holding his hands in front of him, Gu Xiaoman quickly stood up, "You...... I'm telling you, don't mess around, I'll call the police!"

The middle-aged man's expression barely changed in the slightest, and he was not afraid when he heard Gu Xiaoman say about the police.

Is he a heinous villain, a prisoner who doesn't even fear the police?

Looking at his fat face, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a cute big-faced cat, cute ......

Shaking his head vigorously, Gu Xiaoman cheered up 12 points and warned himself: You can't judge people by their appearance, and bad people won't have the word 'bad guy' written on their faces!