286 True Family Disciple Style
Phew-
A large plate of barbecue fell heavily on the table between the two brothers.
"Brother Lin said that he would be sad to see you, and he won't come out to see you today, and after a while, he adjusted his mood and is meeting you." Bao Zimei is hard to Yu Mo to become enlightened.
Yu Mocheng was silent, and Yu Moran said: "Take the customer opinions in your store, I want to give opinions, your service attitude is too blunt......
Yu Mocheng stopped: "Okay, brother, don't make trouble." ”
Baozimei went back to the backyard hatefully.
Yu Moran grabbed a kebab and bit it down hard, immediately felt the fresh fragrance, and couldn't help but praise: "The taste is really extraordinary, no wonder you have been missing the plateau for so many years, and this barbecue alone is worth missing." ”
Yu Mocheng thought about it for a long time, and didn't do it at all, and said dumbfoundedly: "This taste is still too far away......
"Is that far off? No, I must go to the plateau and try the authentic highland food when I have the chance. Yu Moran couldn't help but be a little fascinated.
Yu Mocheng said indifferently: "I can't taste it, I can't taste it anymore......"
"For the ......" Yu Mo ran a mouthful of meat to eat, asked a word for a word, stopped, obviously, the best barbecue meat is from the Xue family.
Yu Mo Ran ate with a mouthful of oil, and Yu Mo became motionless, as wooden as a sculpture.
Yu Moran wanted to say something to make his younger brother happy, but he was eloquent and astute, so he searched his intestines and thought about it for a long time, but he didn't think of a word that he could use, because he really didn't know what to say in front of a man who was so sad, but so stubborn, who shouldered the responsibility of a mountain with his thin shoulders, but who couldn't experience a trace of happiness and lived completely for responsibility? No matter what he says, in front of his image as sharp and straight as a snow-capped mountain, it seems too small.
After a while, there were more customers in the small shop, and the seats were soon filled, and when people came, Baozimei began to line up, and the business was not generally good.
In the noise, the conversation between the two intermittently reached the ears of the brothers.
"Have you found out? Are you sure it has nothing to do with Miss Zhao? ”
"It has absolutely nothing to do with it, Miss Zhao just came to eat that day. By the way, I stretched out my hand. The couple had no background in the imperial capital. ”
"Then give me hatred and hatred, let them know that the emperor is not a mix of people, dare to let me eat half a meal and drive people away!"
Baozimei carried two large plates of barbecue through the cracks. Suddenly, a man scolded: "Stinky girl, do you have long eyes? Dropped my oil! ”
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll wipe it for you, or I'll pay you a new one!" Baozimei apologized again and again.
There is no excuse for the sin that you want to add, and others are here to find trouble. An apology, of course, won't help.
"Compensation? Can you afford it? I'm Gucci, do you understand Gucci, 20,000 yuan a piece, limited edition, can you afford it? ”
Woohoo Woo ......
The guy shouted as he threw the cups, plates, and chopsticks on the table to the ground, and his companions immediately joined in the smashing operation.
Unrelated personnel fled outside the store.
A few young people smashed things at Bao Zimei, and Bao Zimei's screams attracted the shortbread cakes in the backyard.
In order to protect Baozi Mei, the shortbread pushed a young man, and the small shop suddenly turned into a smashing and robbery and beating. Make a mess.
The unrelated guests all fled, leaving only the two brothers in the innermost corner.
One is stunned, completely trapped in his own heart, and has nothing to do with anything outside his body, and the other is eating happily, and he is really reluctant to let go. The two of them were leisurely and quiet, as if the chaotic battle behind them was just a background wall.
The young man smashed the shop, beat up the pastry cakes, and the violent temperament had just been induced, and the shop was too small. The shortbread cake was really vulnerable, and the tyrannical flood had nowhere to vent, so it was immediately transferred to the steamed bun girl.
"The girl looks pretty good!"
"Plump and flavorful!"
……
Bao Zimei has been twisted by two young people and pushed to the backyard.
The shortbread cake with a blue nose and swollen face lying on the ground is crazy and hairy. pounced on the young man, but was beaten again. No matter how fierce a wolf is, it is only a wolf.
In the screams of Baozimei being dragged to the backyard, Yu Moran finally put down the last bamboo stick, clapped his hands and said: "Just fireflies dare to compete with the sun and the moon, our brothers have rarely walked in the imperial capital in recent years." When will it be the turn of the imperial capital to be the miscellaneous arrogance of this unruly lower three families? Today, let our brothers teach them a lesson, and let them know what the true disciples of the Imperial Capital family are. Brother, how do you teach a lesson? ”
Yu Mocheng, who was in a state of silence, finally came back to his senses, looked at the house full of messes and the screams of women in his ears, and realized what happened: "Where you are cheap, you will be wasted, they flirt with girls, and naturally they will waste their lives." Yu Mocheng recited the words that Yu Moran taught him back then.
"Good brother! Brother who knows me, it's really my brother's intimate liver, my brother didn't hurt you in vain, letsgo! Yu Moran took the lead and rushed forward.
Yu Mocheng ran after him, and first picked up the shortbread on the ground: "Shortbread, how are you?" ”
"I'm fine, you go and save Baozi Mei, please!"
"Don't worry, my brother went to save him, and he will be fine." Yu Mocheng tried to stop the bleeding of the shortbread first.
The shortbread cried: "I beg you, go and save Baozi Sister first, okay?" ”
Yu Mocheng had no choice but to put him down and follow the sound to the backyard.
The backyard battle led by Yu Mo Dye is naturally full of indescribable atmosphere.
The air was filled with the smell of burnt cloth and meat, and a thug rolled on the ground in pain with his crotch clutched, his pants curled by the charcoal fire in the barbecue, and the crotch of his pants was charred black.
Yu Moran stabbed the other person with a charcoal fire clip, and the guy desperately ran away and ran into Yu Mocheng. Yu Mocheng kicked over, and the sound of broken eggs crossed the air, and the fleeing guy rolled to the ground and fainted directly.
Yu Mozhi's Shenwu is naturally worse than back then, and Yu Mocheng, who has been hungry for many days, has stewed cabbage and noodle porridge in the morning to provide motivation, and can also assist left and right.
After a fierce fight, broken eggs rolled all over the ground. Yu Moran took out a handkerchief and pressed the back of his bleeding right hand, and Yu Mocheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.
Yu Moran grabbed a snorting guy on the ground and said, "What's your name?" ”
"Wang Fuhao."
"You are a child of the royal family of the imperial capital?" Yu Moran asked.
"Yes, Wang Xiaolai is my uncle, you dare to beat me, wait to be tortured to death by my uncle, my uncle will ......"
As soon as Yu Moran let go, the guy who claimed to be Wang Fuhao fell to the ground, howling in pain.
Yu Moran clapped his hands and said, "Don't put gold on your face, the imperial capital royal family will let their disciples call you such a vulgar name?" Why don't you call Li Ka-shing? You are similar to the royal family of the imperial capital five hundred years ago. You crawled to the gate of Wang's house and called Uncle Wang Xiaolai, did he promise? You don't seem to be younger than him, right? ”
Thanks to the dark blue fox classmates for the monthly pass (to be continued.) )