Afraid that something would happen to Uncle Luo, Gu Xiaoman still ran to the store early in the morning, but when he just walked around the corner, he saw Uncle Luo carrying a basket of things out of the door.

Uncle Luo usually rides a small battery car when he goes out, which is environmentally friendly and lightweight, but this time he actually took a taxi, such a strange behavior immediately attracted Gu Xiaoman's doubts.

Without thinking about it, Gu Xiaoman followed.

Until they reached the foot of Xiangshan Mountain, the car stopped, Uncle Luo got out of the car and walked up the mountain, and Gu Xiaoman followed.

In early autumn, although it was still very hot at noon, it was a deep mountain after all, and when the mountain wind blew, Gu Xiaoman's whole body shrank.

Cold~ is a kind of cold~

Cautiously following Uncle Luo, Gu Xiaoman was like a little paparazzi, and it was not until he reached a flat hinterland halfway up the mountain that Uncle Luo stopped.

Through the indoctrination bush, Gu Xiaoman saw Uncle Luo's location clearly, he was kneeling in front of a grave, packing up all the things in the basket and setting them up, and then inserting incense and burning paper money.

Because of the distance, Gu Xiaoman couldn't see what was written on the tombstone in front of Uncle Luo, but looking at Uncle Luo's back, it seemed that there was endless sorrow hidden, and the whole person was depressed and desolate.

Although Uncle Luo didn't speak much, she had never seen such an Uncle Luo.

For a while, Gu Xiaoman forgot to cover up, his feet slipped, and he almost rushed out of the bushes.

Fortunately, she had a good waist and fixed her body at once.

Squatting on the ground to ease his knees that were knocked by the stone, Gu Xiaoman straightened up.

Uncle Luo was still chanting words at the grave, probably saying something, and Uncle Luo touched his face several times in the middle of the way, so he should really wipe away his tears.

It turns out that Uncle Luo, who has always been indifferent, also has so much sentimentality.

I don't know how long it took, Gu Xiaoman could barely support it, and was almost taken away by mosquitoes, and finally after Gu Xiaoman's stomach made a 'gurgling' sound, Uncle Luo finally began to regain his senses.

Holding still, he began to move, gathered up everything, and then turned and walked down the mountain.

Gu Xiaoman, who was in the bushes, was finally able to stand up, moved his feet, which had already been numb, Gu Xiaoman eased up for a while, and then limped towards the place where Uncle Luo knelt just now.

Seeing the words written on the grave, Gu Xiaoman's eyes trembled suddenly.

Unexpectedly...... Unexpectedly......

Gu Xiaoman never expected that Uncle Luo, who had always been cold and had no change in expression, let alone any private life, was already married.

No, he was married, and his wife had died.

A few words were written on the tombstone: "The love of Qin Yun in this life." ”

And the time was ten years ago.

It turns out that Uncle Luo has been silently guarding the person in his heart for ten years.

I was inexplicably shocked in my heart, thinking of the first time I met before.

In fact, fainting that day was not the first time she met Uncle Luo.

The first time we met, maybe Uncle Luo had forgotten, he had done too many good things, so maybe he had forgotten her a long time ago, but she couldn't forget Uncle Luo's bowl of noodles for the rest of her life.

That was the bowl of noodles that time, and she subconsciously walked towards the noodle restaurant under the subconscious of hunger and cold.

……

When we first met, the name of the noodle restaurant was not [Southern Yunyan].

It was a rainy day, it had rained for a month in Jiangcheng for ten years, Gu Xiaoman was sitting in the corner counting the money because he didn't have enough money to buy materials, and suddenly a pair of dusty cloth shoes 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!

Swallowing uneasily, Gu Xiaoman looked back and forth around with her eyes, trying to find a weapon that could defend herself, and the man in front of her, who had been looking at her coldly, finally spoke again.

"Looking for a weapon?"

His pupils dilated, and Gu Xiaoman didn't expect that he would be able to see his thoughts.

Swallowing uneasily, Gu Xiaoman looked around, it was cloudy and foggy, and it was relatively remote here, so there were basically no people around, if she ran, it was estimated that she would not be a man's opponent at all, and she would be caught by him in seven or eight steps, so ...... And what about her......

When he was struggling with how to get out, the middle-aged man suddenly raised his hand, Gu Xiaoman thought that he would hit himself directly, but without thinking about it, Gu Xiaoman took off the schoolbag on his back and smashed it against the man.

As a result, as soon as the schoolbag was lifted, it was held down by the man.

"What are you doing! Don't come here! I'm ...... I'm telling you, you're breaking the law, you can't mess around, you're ...... You can't...... You ......"

There was a panicked cry, but before the words were finished, the middle-aged man directly raised his hand and knocked on her forehead.

With a pain in his forehead, Gu Xiaoman finally stopped shouting, then raised his eyes to the man's face, and then turned his head to look behind him along his fingers.

Noodle?

Turning his head blankly, Gu Xiaoman blinked, "You ......"

"Let's go, I'll treat you to noodles. ”

"Huh?" Gu Xiaoman was completely stunned, and when he was about to ask, the man had already pushed open the door and walked in.

Looking at Gu Xiaoman, who was still stunned, the middle-aged man asked, "Don't you have no money to eat?"

Suddenly understood, she was sitting in front of the noodle restaurant counting the money just now, so this middle-aged man thought that she had no money to eat.

He wants to treat her to dinner, and she thinks he's a pervert.

With an embarrassed smile, Gu Xiaoman walked in.

That was the first time she saw Uncle Luo, because of an oolong, but it became the place she subconsciously wanted to go when she was the most depressed in her life, and she didn't expect that after that time, Gu Xiaoman would work there every winter and summer vacation.

The name of the noodle restaurant was changed during Gu Xiaoman's second part-time job, that year Gu Xiaoman became obsessed with folk songs, and then on the way to the noodle shop that day, he happened to listen to a ballad of "South Flying Geese".

There is a lyric in it: "It's a goose, you are the clouds and smoke in the south, I hope the mountains and rivers are wide, and they are only separated by a moment......"

At that moment, Gu Xiaoman felt that the feeling of this song was too similar to that of a noodle restaurant.

Later, Gu Xiaoman told Uncle Luo about his method, and Uncle Luo seemed to agree with her idea, so he decided to name the noodle restaurant "Southern Yunyan".

The clouds and smoke in the south, the destination of the lonely goose.

If it is thousands of miles away, it is close to it.

Just like Uncle Luo's original intention, so that every soul wandering in the world has a home to stop and feel the warmth of this world, maybe just a moment is enough.