Xiao Shuang'er and Xu Yi concluded this headless lawsuit, Han Chuan naturally has no way of knowing. When Han Chuan watched Zhang Sanlang, who had a restrained and serious face, step into "Shi Xian", wearing an indigo gray coat, with a jade ring shining under the oil lamp around his waist, his sideburns were tightly squeezed, and he looked serious.

Well....

This look is the handiwork of some grade women dressed up...

It doesn't look oily at all, and it's very pleasing to women.

Han Chuan nodded secretly.

It has to be like this, and it looks very virtuous and virtuous.

As soon as she saw Zhang Sanlang come in, Mrs. Shang's back straightened, and she reached out and patted the back of Miss Shang's hand.

Miss Shang stretched out her head with curiosity on her face, and as soon as she stretched out her head, she was slapped on the back by Mrs. Shang, and she shrank back like a little quail.

It's cute.

Han Chuan smiled very happily.

Xiao Shuang'er got Han Chuan's eyes and led Zhang Sanlang to the seat that Mrs. Shang and Miss Shang could see as soon as they looked up.

Zhang Sanlang stood on his back, only dared to sit on the edge of the bench, put his hands on his knees honestly, and stared straight ahead.

Han Chun:....

Why did this kid start sweating?

Looking at people as mothers, ouch, this young man's mentality is still not very stable, and only a little more people are so nervous that they are sweating profusely, isn't this to be directly explained in other crisis situations? It's hard to be big, it's hard to be big!

It's one thing whether you can be a big thing, and it's another thing whether you can be a big thing.

Han Chuan thought about it, beckoned Xiao Shuang'er to serve the two tables of Zhang Sanlang and Mrs. Shang on running water, all of which were prepared, first a small dish, followed by a small plate of assorted cold platter, a little pork trotters, prawn meat, braised beef tongue, braised gizzard liver, sour ginger buds, small half of a braised egg cut into a crescent shape, followed by a winter melon cup, Jiangnan crispy duck, chopped pepper fish head and casserole fish head tofu pot...

The "fresh" dishes are served according to the amount of people's heads.

The dishes are the same, but the number of people is different, and the amount of the dishes is different.

Zhang Saburo often comes to eat alone, Han Chuan knows that his food is a small plate on the ground, and there are many dishes, and he can eat four or five mouthfuls of the same dish.

After serving the food, Zhang Sanlang had food in front of him, Han Chuan looked at him and relaxed instantly, his eyes and spirit were all on the meal, and the whole person seemed to be relaxed casually.

Han Chuan smiled.

Sure enough.

You have to have food to be comfortable.

Zhang Sanlang was born in a hairpin family, behaved well, and did not lose face with his gestures, with that deliberately tidying up the back of the straight face and healthy and upright body, he is a good Langjun.

Mrs. Shang nodded secretly, and then looked back at her little girl.

The little girl is quietly eating, although the eating appearance is elegant, but the speed is not slow at all... His eyes were fixed on the small plate of assorted cold dishes, and he didn't look up at all...

Mrs. Shang's head is a bit big.

I brought my own girl to see each other!

Not to bring food!

I just drank a big cup of milk tea and golden milk crisp at noon... How long has it been!? Hungry again? The food in this restaurant is really delicious...

Madame Shang sighed softly.

looked up at Zhang Sanlang, and then turned his head to look at his own girl.

Okay.

At least the two of them look like they're eating...

Mrs. Shang's heart twists and turns, Han Chuan naturally had no way of knowing, it was almost used, Mrs. Shang beckoned to settle the account, took Miss Shang to the hall, and saw Zhang Sanlang with a sweep of eyes, and her voice was a little true and false surprise, "San Lang Jun is also here today?" ”

Han Chuan buried his head and smiled.

You've been watching people all night...

Zhang Sanlang hurriedly got up, coughed, and saw the little girl who was following Mrs. Shang without a hat and with a white face and red lips.

Han Chuan pinched a handful of sweat.

This stupid son!

Why are you so cowardly!

Aren't they all quite clever on weekdays!

That's it at the critical moment!

Han Chuan rolled up his sleeves, wanted to move under his feet, and wanted to rush up, "Let me come!" After taking a deep breath, I finally held back - this person looked at her son-in-law, what was she doing when she rushed out to help? Those who know know that she treats Zhang Sanlang as her son, but those who don't know think that she received money from the matchmaker!

Zhang Sanlang pursed his lips and didn't speak for a long time, but he didn't dare to glance behind Mrs. Shang at all.

Miss Shang covered her mouth with a handkerchief and laughed, turned her head and said to Mrs. Shang, "Today's fish is delicious, I thought that the fish head has less meat and big bones, and there is nothing to eat the head, but today's fish head is fragrant!" The little girl's eyes were bright, "There is also milk tea at noon, drink it for the first time!" It's really delicious! ”

Speaking of eating, Zhang Sanlang is in his chest.

"The meat of the fish face is the most delicious, and the back of the fish, about two inches below the head, is the firmest and richest. In the old days, bandits kidnapped tickets, and often starved the 'meat tickets' for three days, and then served a plate of fish to see where he placed the chopsticks. Zhang Saburo said the story with a smile, "Guess why?" ”

Miss Shang blinked suspiciously.

Zhang Sanlang put on a flushed face and continued to resist the pressure, "If the 'meat ticket' first sandwiches the place where there is a lot of fish backbone and meat, needless to say, the 'bitter haha' is born, and it can't squeeze oil and water; ”

Miss Shang pursed her lips and laughed.

Zhang Sanlang didn't dare to look at Miss Shang, so he could only stare at the teacup and laugh.

Han Chuan stood behind the counter, holding the abacus, tilting his head and laughing.

That's nice.

The first feelings of children's affection, not mixed with half of the interests and strife, pure and pure, you told a good story, I laughed along, you wore a beautiful dress, I was happy and shy not to look at you.

Han Chuan's gentle and gentle eyes fell on Xu Yi's eyes who entered through the corridor.

Xu Yi didn't know what Han Chuan was laughing at, but felt that under the dim butter lamp, this little girl standing behind the counter holding an abacus was surrounded by a simple circumference, with a face of clear soup and noodles without powder, but it was as beautiful as the brightest and best stars at the end of the sky.

Xu Yi's chest "fluttered" and jumped non-stop.

This has never been done before.

Xu Yi stopped his steps, propped his hands on the pillar, looked at the cool and clean bluestone slab with fixed eyes, pursed his lips tightly, never looked up, and turned around neatly and walked out.

This emotion is so strange.

It's weird.

It's like the heart is about to jump out of the chest, it's like the mind is blank, it's like many, many words are said involuntarily.

Everything is out of control and cannot be controlled.