Grandpa Xiao's smile is very kind and kind!

Whether it is a nurse or a doctor, including Wan Xiaofeng, the little devil, listening to Grandpa Xiao's words of 'I am a soldier' and looking at Grandpa Xiao's smile, they are all slightly moved.

Wan Xiaohan gently handed the bowl to Grandpa Xiao.

During the Anti-Japanese War, a bowl of clear soup and scallion noodles from the villagers made Xiao Lao unforgettable at the last moment of his life!

In everyone's breathless gaze, Xiao Lao picked up the bowl by himself. He closed his eyes and sniffed the noodle soup for a while before he began to eat the noodles.

With a snort, the noodles went into your mouth!

Xiao Lao's expression was stunned for a moment, as if something incredible had happened, there was surprise in his eyes, he looked at the crowd crowded at the door, there were three people with faces, a handsome young man, a tall woman, and a middle-aged man with a bandage on his left arm. Based on experience, Xiao Lao recognized the short man as a cook.

This bowl of noodles must have been made by this short chef!

Xiao Lao nodded slightly and greeted Chef Liu! Chef Liu hurriedly responded with a smile and a humble expression. He knew that Xiao Lao thought that he made this noodle, but at this moment, he couldn't explain that this bowl was not made by him.

"It's not like that." Xiao Lao said with regret on his face.

Everyone's mood that had just relaxed was lifted again.

In the ward, in front of the bed, only Wan Xiaohan was alone, and the rest of the people were standing by the window and at the gate.

After Xiao Lao said this, he continued to eat noodles.

Soon, a bowl of noodles was eaten clean, and Xiao Lao drank the noodle soup in one go. He smacked his lips, and Wan Xiaohan immediately wiped Xiao Lao's mouth with a snow-white fragrant napkin.

Xiao Lao said to Wan Xiaohan: "Please invite the chef to come in, I want to thank him." Although this noodle is not the original flavor that I ate decades ago, the taste of this noodle is better than the bowl of clear soup and green onion noodles I have eaten. ”

By the window and door, the people huddled together were all happy, and everyone had a smile on their faces that they hadn't seen for a long time. Everyone whispered, their eyes focused on Chef Liu, their eyes excited and enthusiastic. Wu Tian was collectively ignored by the doctors, nurses and the Wanjia family.

Wan Xiaohan lowered her head slightly, tears flashed in her eyes, she was smart and knew that Grandpa Xiao had been holding on and not stopping breathing, just wanted to eat this bowl of noodles, now that her wish has been fulfilled, Grandpa Xiao's mood is relaxed, maybe the next moment, he will stop breathing and pass away. Wan Xiaohan was sad in her heart, and tears almost flowed out, but she could only forcibly hold back her tears and force them back.

Wan Xiaohan raised his head, although the tears did not fall, the circles under his eyes were red. She said to Wu Tian at the door, "Wu Tian, Grandpa Xiao invites you to come in." ”

Wu Tian walked into the ward and came to Xiao Lao's bed. The nurses, doctors, and people from the Wanjia family were all surprised, could it be that this bowl of fragrant noodles was made by this young boy?

Xiao Lao was also surprised, he thought that this bowl of noodles was made by Chef Liu, but who knew that it was a very young and handsome child.

Wu Tian's clothes were very simple, and his simple appearance made Xiao Lao feel kind. Xiao Lao is an old geming old hero who came out of suffering!

Xiao Lao grabbed Wu Tian's hand and was very excited: "Child, thank you, you let me eat the most delicious bowl of noodles in the world, which is better than the bowl of clear soup and green onion noodles that I have never forgotten." I have to admit that this is by far the most delicious food I've ever had. Thank you, kid! ”

Wu Tian smiled slightly, his age was much older than Xiao Lao, but he was called a child by Xiao Lao, he smiled: "Xiao Lao, as long as you want, I can do this for you every day?"

"Really?" Boss Xiao was overjoyed.

He knew that he would not live for a few days, the doctor had announced that his limit had come, he was a man who came out of the rain of bullets, and now he had no fear of death, and it would be a great blessing if he could eat one more bowl of this noodles before he died.

"Xiao Lao, I am willing to make noodles for you every day, in addition to noodles, I will also cook porridge and braised pork. My porridge and braised pork are more delicious than this noodle, and they are completely different from those sold in restaurants outside. Wu Tian said with a smile.

A bowl of noodles is a million, cook a few bowls of noodles a day, and easily earn millions, only a fool will not make this money. If you add porridge and braised pork or something, then the price naturally has to be negotiated on the basis of millions of noodles.

That's the real way to make a lot of money!

Wu Tian glanced at Wan Xiaofeng, and Wan Xiaofeng's face changed.

"Good, good, good!" Xiao Lao was very happy, "Child, you are very young, you are very good, you are very remarkable." Okay, if you have time, I'm going to rely on the old and sell the old, please trouble your little brother to stay and cook a bowl of porridge and a bowl of braised pork for me, how about it? ”

"No problem!"

"Then, I still want to eat a bowl of noodles just now-" Xiao Lao showed his greed, "A bowl of noodles will not quench your thirst at all!"

"Old Xiao, I'll go to the kitchen and make it for you right away." Wu Tian was very crisp.

"Okay, good boy, you hooked up grandpa's gluttony, you have to be responsible!" Boss Xiao laughed.

The nurses and doctors were collectively surprised, they hadn't seen Old Man Xiao laugh so loudly for a long time, and besides, Old Man Xiao's sick decline was invisible, it was really refreshing for people to meet noodles.

Many people in the Wanjia family were equally shocked, a little-known young man actually cooked noodles that were appetizing to Xiao Lao, I don't know if this handsome guy was lucky or really capable? To say that he is really capable, but this kid is too young, when did he start learning art? Is it talented?

Wan Xiaofeng quickly adjusted his mood, isn't it just a bowl of noodles for a million, Lao Tzu has money and can afford it! As for the price of porridge and braised pork, let's talk about it next. However, inviting a chef who has an appetite for Grandpa Xiao is a great credit, and it is worth showing off!

He proudly said to the people of the Wanjia family behind him: "Uncles and aunts, do you know? I found that kid to cook noodles. ”

Chef Liu breathed a sigh of relief, reached out and quietly wiped the cold sweat off his forehead! While envying Wu Tian's success, he himself also escaped a catastrophe.

Wu Tian walked to the door, stopped, turned to Wan Xiaohan and said, "Xiaohan, you come out for a while." ”

Xiaohan?

The doctors and nurses at the window and the door of the Wan family were stunned, and this young man directly called Wan Xiaohan's name Xiaohan? It was as if he was on an equal footing with the president of the Wan family, and they suspected that they had misheard.

What surprised them even more was that Wan Xiaohan didn't feel any discomfort, she whispered a few words to Xiao Lao, and walked over to Wu Tian with a smile on her face.

The people of the Wan family and the nurses and doctors were all surprised: this little chef must not know what kind of status the Wan family has, and he definitely does not know what kind of big man Wan Xiaohan is.

O fearless to the ignorant!