Murphy found that after meeting his uncle, he didn't work seriously.

At half past four in the afternoon, she skipped work for the first time in her life.

"Hey, can you put us in a restaurant?" Murphy nodded at Dong Yong, who was sitting in the co-pilot.

I was waiting for my uncle in a hurry at noon, and I didn't even eat, and now I'm so hungry that my stomach is starting to pump.

Dong Yong is very unhappy, this girl is very affectionate with Yan Chen, how can he be called 'hey' and 'hey' all day long! Does he look much worse than Yan Chen! The resentful woman turned her face to look at Murphy. "Do you know my name?"

When Murphy checked Yan Chen's information before, he checked his agent by the way, of course he was very clear, and nodded.

"Do you know how old I am?"

Keep nodding.

"Do you think it's appropriate to call me 'hey'?"

Murphy suddenly realized and made a clear gesture. "Hello uncle."

Dong Yong vomited a mouthful of old blood to death, and cocked his orchid finger angrily. "You, you, you're too much! I'm only ten years older than him. ”

"Wow, so young~"

"What do you mean?" Dong Yong's most sensitive thing is his age, in the past, others praised him for his youth, and he felt that it was a compliment of understanding. Although I clearly know that I am old, I can't help but believe it after being praised for a long time. But when these words came out of Murphy's mouth, the taste immediately changed, and she always felt that she had bad intentions.

"I praise you!"

Dong Yong was angry and twisted the head of the gun aggrievedly. "Yan Chen, look at your niece! He insulted me! ”

Yan Chen, who was closing his eyes and recuperating, opened his eyes, and a cold light swept over Dong Yong, "Die!" ”

'Poof' Murphy choked on the air, he didn't expect the uncle to look so righteous and awe-inspiring, and he could still say such a thing, Murphy instantly felt that the uncle was a bottomless pit, and his full desire to explore was stimulated. Said proudly: "Uncle won't help you~"

"Murphy can't be the same as the adults." Yan Chen reprimanded.

Looking at the uncle's stern face, Murphy was more informative. "Uh-huh, it's all up to the uncle."

Dong Yong, as the person next to him, shook the goosebumps on his body, although Yan Chen's face was expressionless, his eyes were a little doting. Sitting upright and looking at the road ahead, the strange atmosphere in the car made him can't help but open the window for ventilation.

In the end, under Murphy's entanglement, Yan Chen still decided to accompany her to dinner.

There was a traffic jam at this time, and it was almost six o'clock when the two of them arrived at the restaurant.

Dong Yong pretended to be angry and pulled off the lathe with his shoulders and snorted coldly.

Murphy hurriedly smiled at him and comforted him for the next time he invited him to eat something delicious, only to ease up a little.

When I got out of the car, I found that the sky was dark, and the arrogant wind had subsided a lot, but it was still a little cold.

Murphy grinned and grabbed Yan Chen's arm tightly, letting him shake it off no matter how much he shook it.

Dong Yong glanced at the hand on Yan Chen's arm worriedly, and glanced over, Yan Chen was looking away and didn't see it. I wanted to say a few words, but before I could see the two of them walk into the restaurant, I sighed helplessly.

The restaurant was recommended by Yan Chen, although it was not his intention, but it was much better than going to those smoky places again. After entering the restaurant, Murphy consciously let go of Yan Chen, kept a certain distance, asked the boss for a window position, and sat down one after the other.

The design of the restaurant is very chic, and the small stream at the entrance flows slowly from the feet, accompanied by elegant and quiet ancient music, which has a unique taste. The décor of the dining area is complemented by the doorway, and each dining area is separated by a cut-out screen, which ensures enough privacy without making it seem cramped. The dining table is made of high-quality mahogany, which is polished and slippery, and has a sense of heaviness.

Murphy felt that this place was very historical and martial arts, and just wanted to share it with her uncle, the waiter walked over briskly and handed her the menu directly to her very sensibly.

I happily took over the menu, and the cover design was very good, showing the ancient style. "Is that the same with the ancient menu?"

Probably everyone who comes here for the first time to eat here asks this kind of question, and the waiter is not surprised, and with a standard smile he replies, "Yes." ”

Murphy opened the menu excitedly, his expression instantly changed to a disappointed look, and Nunu whispered: "It's not a traditional Chinese character." ”

"Do you understand traditional Chinese characters?" Yan Chen suddenly spoke.

Murphy stuck out his tongue and leaned forward, his face full of pride. "Uncle must understand."

Yan Chen tapped her head, "Hurry up and order, aren't you hungry." ”

Murphy grinned and continued to look at the menu. A deep sense of frustration came to her face, yes, she really couldn't read traditional Chinese characters, but she didn't expect that she couldn't read simplified Chinese characters either! What the hell is this menu? 'Smiling and proud'? 'Linghu Cong'? 'Martial arts cheats'? Could it be that the owner of this shop is a fan of Jin Yong's novels? The name of the dish is not worthy of a picture, does this mean that the ordering of food is imagined out of thin air, and the order is based on intuition? Can't you make the name of the dish easier to understand?

In desperation, Murphy still handed the menu to Yan Chen. The store he recommended should have been there.

Yan Chen looked at the menu, then raised his head. "Are there any taboos?"

Murphy immediately shook his head. "No, no, I eat everything."

The implication: I'm very easy to raise, and I'm not a picky eater at all~

Yan Chen let out an 'oh', closed the menu and skillfully said a few names to the waiter.

When the uncle spoke, his chin was slightly raised, revealing a well-defined side face, and because he was too good-looking, the guide Murphy ignored the name of the dish.

When the dishes were served, I began to be surprised, all of them were familiar dishes that could not be more familiar.

"Isn't this a cashew shrimp ball?"

Yan Chen nodded.

"And what is this plate of cashew shrimp balls called here?"

"Amazing."

"......" stared at the dish and looked at it, trying to find its fantasy. Where can you see this trick? ”

Yan Chen just smiled, picked up a piece of shrimp and put it on Murphy's plate. "The boss just got it up."

The ghostly version of cashew shrimp has not yet passed, and another dish is served.

Teppanyaki tofu.

Murphy's eyes rolled. "What's this dish called?"

Yan Chen glanced at it, "Descend the dragon with eighteen palms." Unsure, he glanced at the menu again before nodding his head again.

The shrimp that had just been stuffed into his mouth slipped out, and Murphy's mouth looked up in a 0 shape. In fact, this thing is not funny, but it is really very funny to be said by the uncle so seriously, she almost believed that this is really 'Eighteen Palms of the Dragon'.

"If this is a duck paw or a pig paw or something, I can still understand why a plate of tofu is called this? This is too insulting to Guo Daxia, is Guo Daxia's housekeeping skills so soft? ”

Unreasonable, whose idol is Guo Jing?! Oh yes, it's Chen Chun!

As he spoke, he saw the uncle pick up a piece of tofu and put it in his bowl, Murphy was instantly overjoyed, instantly ignored the strange name of the dish, and was satisfied with the sandwich and ate it cleanly. Not bad, good, tofu with such a nice name tastes really unusual, delicious and delicious.

Belch......

The uncle ordered four dishes and one soup, and the other two dishes are also home-cooked dishes, namely stir-fried kale and jade balls, and the names of the dishes here are green pine and turning over the river and the sea. was so frightened that Murphy began to guess that this was a store opened by a fan of Wulin Gaiden. And the soup is old duck soup, which is called Linglong jade here. Murphy complained while drinking, the name of the dish in this store really has no attributes of the dish itself, and the exquisite jade is too exaggerated.

But for the sake of the very good taste, let's stop complaining about the boss's brain hole for the time being.

After eating, Murphy noticed that the uncle seemed to be a vegetarian. The last time he ate barbecue, he had been roasting green vegetables, and this time he ordered food, in addition to soup and meat, it was basically vegetarian. Especially the plate of fried kale, if Murphy would never touch it in normal times, just because the three kale on the plate were sandwiched by the uncle himself, and the food was extraordinarily fragrant.

"Uncle, are you busy today?"

Yan Chen wiped his mouth. "Not busy."

Murphy smiled sheepishly. "Hee-hee, I know Uncle isn't busy." When she called in the morning, she had already inquired with Dong Yong, otherwise she wouldn't have been pestering to have dinner with her uncle. "What is the uncle going to do after eating?"

"Go home."

"What do you do back home?"

"Sleep."

"Aren't you bored sleeping?"

"Are you bored sleeping?"

Murphy thought for a moment that sleeping seemed to be the most beautiful thing in the world and shook his head. "Not boring."

"So go home and sleep after eating, rest early, it's good for your health."

Oh... Oops... It seems that this is not the intention of her to mention this topic, why did the topic suddenly change to this?

Quickly straighten it up. "I'm not bored when I sleep, but uncle, you might be bored when you sleep!"

Yan Chen scooped up a bowl of duck soup again, put it in front of Murphy, and felt that her logic was wrong, so he didn't answer, and let her talk nonsense.

"Uncle, think about it, I'm a young man, it's okay to sleep by myself, I still have energy, I can still dream, right. But you're different, you're older, and you probably have a lot less dreams. So, how boring it is to sleep, it is better to sleep less, go out and walk around more, eat with friends, chat or something, it will help your physical health...... balabalabala……”

Yan Chen was speechless, even if he criticized him for his age, he even distorted the facts, that expert said that when he was old, he would have fewer dreams!

"Okay, can't you stop your mouth when you eat?"

Murphy picked up the bowl of duck soup and drank it down. "Eating doesn't prevent me from analyzing the problem for you."

"Do you call this an analytical problem? You're called gibberish. ”

Murphy suddenly thought of something and smiled evilly. "Uncle, if you say 'die' to me, I'll listen." In the afternoon, when I heard my uncle say this to Dong Yong, I inexplicably felt very nice and charming.

Yan Chen glared at her, it seemed that her head didn't need to be opened to see the structure, it must be fragmented inside, and she couldn't even put it together. Speechless and deeply covered his forehead, every time he saw Murphy, Yan Chen felt that he had lived in vain in the past 35 years, and he couldn't keep up with her thinking logic at all, he would be speechless at every turn, and he felt that saying anything was superfluous, and only by doing his own hands could he solve the problem. But he was an elder, and sometimes Murphy said it with a serious face, and he would inexplicably feel as if what she said made sense.

But reason told him that if he thought like that, he must be crazy, how could the nonsense that a little girl talk about all day long be reasonable!

"Have you eaten yet?" Yan Chen took out his wallet and asked.

Murphy inhaled the last of the kale, gave an 'um' sound, and reached out.

"Uncle, don't move!"

Yan Chen was puzzled, "What's wrong?" ”

"I'll come, I'll come." As he spoke, he searched for his wallet in his bag.

Yan Chen had a black face and raised his hand firmly to call the waiter. By the time the waiter was already standing at the table, Murphy was still looking for his wallet. It's not that she wants to run away from the order, it's just that there are too many things in the bag, and the wallet is suddenly gone.

He pointed at the waiter with a white face and threatened: "You are not allowed to move, you are not allowed to take his money, otherwise I will never come to your house for dinner again!" Then he continued to mumble about his wallet in a hurry.

Yan Chen forgot about him, took out a few hundred-dollar bills and handed them to the waiter, and at this time Murphy finally found the wallet.

Angry yelled at the waiter. "I told you that I wasn't allowed to ask for his money, send it back!"

The momentum was strong, and the waiter's little brother's hand to take the money really stopped. He glanced at Yan Chen cowardly and silently withdrew his hand.

In these years, it is not easy to do anything, and it depends on the face of the guest to collect money, which is too difficult.

Yan Chen stopped Murphy's hand from taking out the money, his expression solemn. "Get the money back."

Murphy struggled to continue to dig out the money, muttering, "Uncle, come on, give me a chance to repay you."

'Ding' and a 'repayment' successfully hit Yan Chen's eye nerve, this word always makes people think about it.

In the middle of his refreshment, Murphy had already given the money and sent the waiter brother away. After counting the money, the waiter's little brother bowed in horror, and left quickly, as if he had fled, and there was no one at once.

Murphy grabbed the bag next to him. "Uncle, let's go." Then, get out of your seat.

Yan Chen followed behind him, with low air pressure.