Li Wu turned his head with his hands behind his back and glanced at Li Xiaomei, "There is still a sensible person." ”

Li Xiaomei seemed to be a different person, and suddenly became calm and very assertive, "Shopkeeper Li, last night's incident should be a misunderstanding, we won't mention it again, and please shopkeeper Li"

"Don't worry, I'll keep my mouth shut." Li Wu assured that he wished that no one knew.

"Thank you." Li Xiaomei knelt on the kang and blessed Li Wufu.

Li Wuyi felt that Li Xiaomei seemed to be a little different, but after a closer look, it was still the fat face and fat body, what was the difference? He must have been dazzled. Li Wu glanced at Li Wenqiang as if warning, "Come to the rice shop early today to quit your job, so as not to make everyone look bad." ”

"We don't want the salary, and the rice shop won't go again, please don't worry." It was Li Xiaomei who answered, and Li Wenqiang did not say anything against it, and even stood aside respectfully.

Li Wu nodded slowly, and then walked out.

Looking at the layout of this house, the pavilions and water pavilions, Li Wu was a little surprised, this is really Li Wenqiang's home? A person with such a family background still needs to work as a small helper in his rice shop? Li Wu thought about it again and found Li Xiaomei's expression after she was lost, she seemed to be flustered, but her eyes were very calm, what kind of person is this, and what kind of secret is hidden? The more he looked at this house, the more Li Wu felt that there was a hazy mystery all around it, cold, and a little infiltrating.

Li Wu couldn't help but quicken his pace and left quickly.

At this time, from the room where Li Wu had just left, a cold female voice came out, "Kneel!" ”

***

Yang Liu sat on the edge of the wonton stew stall. Fan the wind with his hand and said, "Uncle Qian." Two bowls of wonton stew, one"

"A bowl of green onions. A bowl of soup, right? Without waiting for Yang Liu to finish, Uncle Qian quickly added.

"Hehe, yes, yes, Uncle Qian is wise and martial!" Yang Liu patted the fart slightly, and then didn't forget to say: "But I still don't give money." ”

"It's been a long time since I came, and I still want to swallow the old man's hard-earned money, last time you exchanged it for zongzi, what are you going to exchange it with me this time?" Uncle Qian asked. Without pause, his hands poured wontons into the bone broth.

Yang Liu took a big breath before saying, "Uncle Qian is really stingy, I have a butterfly headband here, which one do you like, I'll give it to you?" ”

"I have no children and no daughters, what do you want these women's things for?" Uncle Qian waved his hand, "Don't do it, change it." ”

Yang Liu blinked mischievously and whispered: ": I gave you the good one." Look at this in my hair. Doesn't it look particularly beautiful when you wear it? ”

Uncle Qian choked, scooped the wonton for a moment, and said with wide eyes: "You really dare to say anything, old man, I was almost killed by you." ”

"It's better to be late than to be lonely and old." Yang Liuhun said nonchalantly. He moved the bowl of soup in front of him, scooped a spoonful of soup with a porcelain spoon, and blew a few breaths. swallowed it in one gulp and exaggerated: "Uncle Qian." Your craft is getting better and better! ”

"Eat people with a soft mouth, and know how to say a few good words." Uncle Qian put another bowl in it. He also pulled a low stool and sat down opposite the willow.

"Of course, you don't need money to say a few nice words." Yang Liu stirred the wontons that sank at the bottom of the bowl, opened his mouth wide in surprise, looked around, put his hand to the side of his mouth, and whispered: "Uncle Qian, isn't it, you only sell three pieces of wontons for such a large bowl, so you won't lose money." ”

Uncle Qian said with an expression of honor: "This is specially given to you, how can others have this treatment, otherwise I would really have to drink the northwest wind." ”

"Uncle Qian, I'm so moved." Yang Liu felt that he had to do something to show his gratitude, "No, you are so good to me, I really have to find you a daughter-in-law, otherwise I will be sorry to eat a few bowls of your wontons for nothing." ”

"Eat your ravioli, you don't have to worry about my business." In Uncle Qian's eyes, women are equal to trouble, how can he ask for trouble again.

And Uncle Qian's actions became duplicity in Yang Liu's eyes, and he was embarrassed. Do you think, if someone younger than him introduces him to someone, can he be embarrassed and agree? Liu Bei asked Zhuge Liang to come out of the mountain after visiting the thatched house, isn't that just a gimmick and a self-assuming identity.

Next, Uncle Qian asked Yang Liu a few more business matters, and Yang Liu threw away the porcelain spoon and immediately talked about it with great interest.

Regarding the hot scene depicted by Yang Liu, Uncle Qian could have foreseen it even if he didn't see it with his own eyes. This girl doesn't have any great skills, but she can always inadvertently cause a follow-up in the town. When she was still complaining that she couldn't make money, she had unknowingly become a small cash cow in the town, and then, and someone didn't know it.

Uncle Qian listened to her patiently, and then asked, "What about Li Cong?" ”

Since it is a wonton that Li Cong is accustomed to his taste, then people should also appear in the town, why haven't they seen anyone for a while.

"It should be here soon, we'll meet here." Yang Liu replied, and helped Li Cong cool the bowl of wontons with a porcelain spoon.

Uncle Qian glanced in a certain direction behind Yang Liu before saying, "I advise you, men are the most unreliable things, don't be blinded by sweet words for a while." ”

"Uncle Qian, what kind of dumb riddle are you playing, aren't you also a man? How can anyone say their own. Yang Liu was a little surprised.

At this time, someone shouted to settle the bill, but Uncle Qian didn't answer, but dropped a sentence of "I'm busy" a little unhappily, and glanced at Yang Liu with some hatred before getting up.

This glance made Yang Liu feel inexplicable, could it be that Uncle Qian was inspired by it and meant something? Just now I told myself again, is it?

Suddenly there was another person beside him, Li Cong took out a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick holder, stirred it in the wonton bowl, turned his head and asked with a smile, "Have you waited for a long time?" ”

Yang Liu shook his head, and then he didn't know what to think, so he took Li Cong's sleeve and smelled it.

"What do you smell?" Li Cong thought that the smell of sweat on his body was smoking the willows, and he raised his arm to sniff.

Uh-huh, feminine?! Yang Liu's eyebrows raised.

"Didn't you meet any acquaintances today?" While stirring the wontons in the bowl, Yang Liu asked casually, and reminded again, "For example, women?" ”

The hint is obvious enough, and those who are interested should quickly confess, otherwise this girl will be very powerful.

Yang Liu's afterglow saw Li Cong paused obviously, and then made an innocent statement: "No." ”

"Really?" One last chance, dear.

"Not really." Li Cong shook his head.

As soon as Yang Liu slapped the table, the dishes jumped, and the diners at the adjacent table also looked over, and she said loudly: "Boss, I want vinegar!" (To be continued......)

PS: How do I think I'm writing suspense detectives