Chapter 11: Noodle Stalls
The breeze is gentle.
Lu Ci stood on the top of the mountain, and a bright moon hung in the sky.
He finally put Lu Qing'er to sleep.
And made countless promises in exchange for the opportunity to go out for a few days.
Shi Zhougui said that the three major royal families, the crime of collaborating with the enemy and treason, has been realized.
Meantime.
A piece of news spread all over the world, Lu Ci just turned into a virtual realm, and he was still one realm away from the virtual realm.
And the strongest of the three royal families is all vain.
This news also reached the hands of the three royal families, and for some reason, they were extremely convinced of the news of a duckweed in the water.
Therefore, the three major royal families issued a war letter to Lu Ci.
On August 15, Gangnam Province fought a battle.
and when he is dead, he will drink the blood of his daughter.
Words are invincible.
Lu Ci put his hands behind him, and his eyes were quiet.
Yijia has many customers.
Yi Tianjiao is not dead.
Then let me Lu Ci start to clean it.
He held the engraved jade pendant around his waist.
The country is unparalleled.
He was a national scholar of Great Xia and a student of Mr.
He is the son-in-law of the Luo family.
is Lu Qing'er's heroic father.
One step out, soaring.
Lu Ci lowered his eyes and looked at the mountains and rivers.
He wanted to see how much this aura revival had changed the mountains and rivers of Kyushu.
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Gangnam Province.
From the sword light and sword shadow of the Wu hook.
It is covered by the rainy season to the talented and beautiful woman.
It has always been a prosperous place.
The soul returns, mourning Jiangnan.
Lu Ci walked beside the mighty Yangtze River, admiring the strength of the surging water, and looking at the softness of the small bridge and flowing water.
The royal family and sect of Gangnam Province have been innumerable since ancient times.
In the morning light, the morning smoke rises from the morning shops on the streets and alleys, wafting with an enticing aroma.
Some of the elderly who got up early for morning exercise had already lined up.
Lu Ci turned around and came to the depths of a small alley.
A noodle stall.
A middle-aged woman is busy fiddling around.
Two children as old as Lu Qing'er sat on the side, obediently holding the book and reading it with relish.
Lu Ci smiled slightly.
The world is changing all the time, and people have to catch up.
But there is always something that stays in the depths of memory.
It's changed, I remember.
No change, better.
When Lu Ci came to Jiangnan at the beginning of the year, he was penniless, and it was the owner of this noodle stall who gave him a bowl of noodles.
Even if he doesn't eat grains, he can still survive.
But he cherishes every bit of kindness he gives to this world.
"It's still there, it's good. ”
Lu Ci sighed and came to the noodle stall to sit down.
When the middle-aged woman saw the guests, she just wanted to step forward, but when she saw Lu Ci's appearance, she was a little apprehensive.
She didn't recognize Lu Ci, but she could also see that the other party's identity was very unusual.
She heard that the warriors who have appeared in recent years seem to be dressed in ancient costumes.
Just like Lu Ci, dressed in white.
But the visitor was a guest, the woman reached out and wiped it on her apron, and when she came to Lu Ci, she squeezed out a smile on her face that had never been maintained, and said with a smile: "This little brother, are you eating noodles?"
Lu Ci looked at the middle-aged woman and said with a smile: "Aunt Feng, don't you remember me?"
"I'm Lu Ci. ”
Aunt Feng was obviously stunned for a moment.
Fu looked at it again.
Seem... It's really the little Lu back then.
But this temperament and conversation are like two people from the young man at the beginning.
"You... Is it really Xiao Lu?"
Aunt Feng asked uncertainly.
"It's me, Aunt Feng. ”
Lu Ci still laughed.
Aunt Feng seemed incredulous, "Xiao Lu... Your change, too..."
Lu Ci smiled and said: "Aunt Feng, I haven't seen you for a long time, why are you still alive, I am Lu Ci, that's enough." ”
"Enough, enough. ”
"Yes, yes, it's Aunt Feng's fault, I'll give it to you. ”
The smile on Aunt Feng's face grew, and she turned around and greeted the two little ones.
"Rong Zhang, Rong Liang, look who's coming!"
The eyes of the two little guys lit up, they had already heard the sound here, and hurriedly put down the book and ran over.
"Brother Lu!"
"Brother Lu!"
Lu Ci touched the foreheads of the two children, "I haven't seen you for a long time, you have all grown so big." ”
"Yes, yes, Brother Lu, didn't you say that we can learn very powerful martial arts from you when we grow up?!"
Brother Rongzhang hurriedly said.
Rong Liang also nodded on the side.
Lu Ci smiled, nodded and said, "You can learn very powerful martial arts, I will teach you later." ”
The two little ones screamed.
Aunt Feng walked over with a bowl of noodles and glared at Rong Zhang Rongliang, "What are you talking about, don't read books yet." ”
Rong Zhang Rongliang immediately shrank his head and walked back to read, but he didn't forget to glance at Lu Ci.
Meaning, don't forget to teach us that kind of very powerful martial arts later.
Lu Ci smiled and nodded.
Aunt Feng put the noodles in front of Lu Ci and handed the chopsticks and spoon to Lu Ci.
Then sat down.
The face hesitated.
Lu Cigang picked up a chopstick noodle, and when he saw Aunt Feng's appearance, he put the chopsticks down again.
"Aunt Feng, don't worry, Lu Ci has his own measure. ”
Lu Ci knew what Aunt Feng wanted to say.
Aunt Feng was also obviously relieved.
He spoke again.
"Xiao Lu, you know, we are just ordinary people, if you really teach the two little guys something, they are no big or small, in case something happens..."
Aunt Feng can also see that Lu Ci is extraordinary now, and he should be the legendary warrior.
After some conversation, Aunt Feng finally put her mind at ease.
For Aunt Feng, it is enough to be able to make ends meet and watch the two little guys be safe.
She didn't expect anything.
It's not that people are poor and short-sighted, but self-aware.
Lu Ci ate the noodles one bite at a time.
The noodles are very light, some chopped green onions, a few small slices of rape.
But that's enough.
Enough is enough.
It's quiet in the alley, and when you go out, it's a bustling commercial street.
It's like two worlds.
He just wanted this moment of peace of mind.
"Where's the crazy woman! I'll have to clean her up next time!"
A group of thugs limped into the alley and walked towards the noodle stall.
"Next time, call more people and do her for Lao Tzu!"
The thugs walked to the noodle stall and slapped the table, "Give it to Lao Tzu!"
Rong Zhang Rongliang cowered and hid behind Lu Ci.
Aunt Feng's face was bitter, but she still cooked noodles according to her words.
Lu Ci's face was calm, he picked up the bowl and took a sip of noodle soup.
Put the bowl down, smack your mouth, and the aftertaste will be endless.
Aunt Feng brought out five bowls of noodles, and the group of thugs brought up the noodles and ate Haisai.
One of the thugs glanced at Rong Zhang Rongliang, and was about to shout loudly, but saw Lu Ci again.
The thug stabbed the man next to him.
"Green hair, look at the white man at the next table, it can't be a warrior, right?"
The thug who was stabbed glanced at Lu Ci and sneered, "Your martial artist came to this place to eat? Look at the thin skin and tender meat, it's really angry." ”
Hearing this, the other thugs looked at the table and laughed, unabashedly.
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