58. 0058 Little Poplar Chenhong
In terms of skill, of course Le Zitao is not this person's opponent, no, she just succeeded, in the blink of an eye, he had already broken free from her clamps, slid to the side, looked at her with interest and asked with a smile: "Ah Tao?" ”
"What is Ah Tao Ah Li, I don't understand, you give me a!" Le Zitao couldn't beat him, and he couldn't get rid of him, so he shouted...... She didn't want to attract onlookers to block herself, so she had to stare at him.
"You're Atau, aren't you?" He didn't care, with a faint smile in his eyebrows, he looked at her and continued, "It doesn't matter if you don't admit it, I've already checked it out, your aunt's name is Le Shuhua, and the famous tofu Shih Tzu in the workshop is helpless, and the red face is ...... disaster."
"What the hell are you trying to say?" Le Zitao looked up at the sky, it was so dark that she could only see a figure at this time, she hadn't done so many things yet, and her stomach was empty, how could she have time to talk to him about the past of Tofu Shih Tzu, she couldn't help it for a while, she rolled her eyes at the sky and interrupted him.
"Don't you want to find out who the murderer is?" He couldn't help but be surprised.
"I don't want to." Le Zitao pursed her lips, she knew who the murderer was, what else to investigate?
"Don't you want to avenge your aunt?"
"I don't want to." Avenge? She is now weak, how can she take revenge? Le Zitao gave him a roll of the eye again, and reached out to push him, "Hurry up and go, you don't have to worry about these things." ”
The man didn't move, only looked down at her, and then laughed lowly for a while: "Okay, if you don't want to check, you don't want to check, but I want to buy tofu, you make tofu, and you still do business with a shop, so it's hard to drive customers out?" ”
"It's closed now, and besides, this is the backyard, and no guest can come in......" Le Zitao couldn't push him after a lot of effort, he was like a root under his feet, not moving like a mountain, to the end, Le Zitao had to give up reluctantly, glared at him and asked, "I just closed the stall, tofu hasn't been made yet, you want to buy tofu, please be early tomorrow, now, please don't disturb me to do things." ”
"Okay." After a moment of silence, he nodded.
His tone was too casual, which made Le Zitao stunned for a moment.
Le Zitao took a step back, squinted her eyes and stared at him, trying to see some clues from his expression, however, the sky was already completely dark, and the faint moonlight could only shine on the figure, but she couldn't see his expression clearly, she couldn't help frowning, and was about to say when she saw him suddenly leaning over.
Le Zitao's first reaction was to take three steps back in a row and put on a defensive posture.
"Early tomorrow morning, remember to send a bucket of bean curd to the General's Mansion, well, there is also tofu, send as much as you want." However, Le Zitao was obviously overly nervous, and the person just leaned over, looked at her level and said, "Also, remember my name, Yang Chenhong." ”
With that, he slowly took a step back and turned to blend into the darkness.
Yang Chenhong? He also has the surname Yang? Le Zitao looked at the empty door in a daze, and after a while, she came back to her senses, walked quickly to the door, and looked out, in the alley, not only was Yang Chenhong's figure gone, but even the two guys who were knocked out by her didn't know where to go.
Cut, why did she have to remember his name? Le Zitao retreated, bolted the backyard door heavily, rubbed his already rumbling belly, and rushed into the kitchen quickly, lighting the lamp to cook.
The world is big, the food is the biggest, it doesn't matter who he is, Xiaobai or Yang Hehong.