"What are you thinking? I've called you twice. Lang'er said, and put the fruit plate on Shi Qingran's table angrily: "I said, Master Shi is very good to you." Now you're with him every day, and you're going to ...... Did you promise him?! ”

"What? I! Shi Qingran heard Lang'er's words and felt a little inexplicable. After a while, she turned her face to the other side again, and stopped looking.

"What promise or not? It's just that my brother drove him to the street today. Shi Qingran's voice was muffled: "Don't get me wrong, in fact, I have nothing to do with Master Shi." ”

"Then you can make it clear to others." Lang'er said: "It's messy to cut and untidy. Your current troubles are all self-inflicted. ”

"If you want me to say that Master Shi is good enough, you can't lose anything to be with him. I don't know how your brain grows. After saying hatefully, he turned and left.

Shi Qingran was inexplicably subjected to this preaching, raised his head and looked at Lang'er out with hatred. When did Lang'er dare to treat her like this?!

Shi Qingran was a little confused, didn't he let himself follow his heart in the first place?!

At night, everything is quiet.

Song Yuchen sat in the room and listened to the people below report on today's diet and daily life. When he heard that Shi Qingran went out to play with Shi Wuyue today, Song Yuchen originally frowned, looking a little unhappy, and then relieved.

"Lord Wang." The guard who was secretly guarding Shi Qingran finished reporting today's events, called out to Song Yuchen, raised his head, and saw that Song Yuchen was thinking about something.

"Lord Wang!" When the man saw this, he shouted cautiously again.

"The king knows." Song Yuchen raised his head and glanced at him: "You go down, continue to take care of the princess, and report to me at this time of the day." ”

"Yes." The man saluted Song Yuchen, turned around and disappeared into the night.

Song Yuchen remembered that when the guard said just now, Qingran and Shi Wuyue went out to listen to the story, and also heard about her in Zhennan Wangfu in the past.

That's interesting. Song Yuchen thought, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously pursed a smile.

"Lord Wang." Xiao Shun on the side had been guarding Song Yuchen's side, and when he saw Song Yuchen's appearance, he asked: "Xiao Shun doesn't understand, if the prince is thinking about the princess, why don't you go to see her in person?" ”

"She!" Song Yuchen listened to Xiaoshun's words, and the smile on his face deepened: "She is a girl, she eats soft and not hard, if she revolves around her every day, it will make her not uncommon." ”

"It's good to be in front of him once in a while."

"Oh." Xiao Shun listened to Song Yuchen's words and nodded thoughtfully. It turned out that Song Yuchen had only inquired about Shi Qingran's news for the past few days, and he was not close to her because of such a relationship.

Song Yuchen was a little bored in the room, and the dinner sent by the next person today was not very appetizing, so he simply prepared to go out by himself and go to the street to see if there was anything delicious.

At this time, because of the New Year's holiday, there are no people outside, only a few restaurants on the long street, and a small noodle stall is still open, in front of the noodle stall, the big pot of noodle soup is snorting and steaming out.

Song Yuchen walked to the stall and put a piece of broken silver on the table: "Let's have a bowl of Yangchun noodles." ”

"Guest." In front of the noodle stall is a pair of people who look like grandchildren. When the old woman saw the broken silver, she felt that the richly dressed man in front of her had given too much, but she became a little restrained: "Actually, a bowl of Yangchun noodles can't cost so much money." ”

"You have a piece of broken silver, and the villain doesn't have the money to find you." The old grandmother said with a smile, and pushed the broken silver back in front of Song Yuchen: "It's just a bowl of noodles, you can give two copper plates." ”

"Keben...... I don't have a copper plate. Song Yuchen said with some embarrassment, and glanced back at Xiaoshun again. Xiao Shun also shook his head at Song Yuchen.

"Oh, that's okay." The old grandmother smiled and said, "You don't have to give money today, if you still remember it in the future, it will be the same if you have it in the future." ”

"San'er, burn the fire." The old grandmother said and greeted her little grandson. The little grandson answered, glanced at Song Yuchen twice, and then turned around and went to the stove.

The small, black hand took the bundle of firewood and stuffed it into the stove of the stall.

Song Yuchen listened to the old lady's voice, and glanced at her through the fireworks of the stove, she said casually and sincerely, and there was a faint warmth in her flickering eyebrows. After a long time, Song Yuchen said lightly: "Okay." ”

"Granny." After a long time, Song Yuchen looked at the direction of the stove and said, "It's still the New Year, so there must not be many people who come to eat noodles, right?" ”

"Yes." The old lady did not shy away from chatting with Song Yuchen: "That is, those old customers who often come." The old woman is old, where can she do anything else? They just pity me as an old man, so they often come to my noodle stall. ”

"What about your loved ones?" Song Yuchen asked again.

The old lady listened to Song Yuchen's words, and her hand shaking the noodles. After a long time, she spoke again: "My daughter had a difficult birth a few years ago, so she left such a big grandson. ”

"If people want to marry a new love, they don't want him, and he will follow me, my grandmother." Although the old lady said it with a smile, there was a little sadness between her eyebrows.

The suffering of the poor is not shared with that of the rich.

"It can be seen that your ancestors and grandchildren have a good relationship." Song Yuchen said with a smile again.

"That's it." The old lady smiled: "I'm just such a big grandson, I don't hurt him." ”

"It's just that my wife has been sick recently, but it's hard for him." The old lady said again: "These days, I cook noodles, and San'er lights the fire for me, which is also sensible." ”

"Grandma, the third son is not bitter. Compared to the little beggar outside, San'er is already very happy. San'er listened to the old grandmother's words, raised his head and glanced at her: "San'er only hopes that grandma and grandpa are healthy." ”

"Yes, yes, yes." The old grandmother glanced at San'er lovingly: "Later, we will collect the stall and go to buy medicine for my grandfather." ”

"Okay."

Song Yuchen watched the conversation between his grandfather and grandson, and couldn't help laughing.

It didn't take long for Yangchun noodles to come up. The old grandmother looked at Song Yuchen, and wiped her hands on her apron very embarrassed: "I'm sorry, guest officer, I made you smile." ”

A bowl of hot Yangchun noodles, with green green onions floating on it, and oil stars with lard on top of it, looked very warm, which made Song Yuchen's index finger move for a while.

Not to mention, although the old lady's Yangchun noodles are simple, they are quite delicious. Song Yuchen stirred the noodles a few times, and the fragrance of the noodles spread. Immediately afterward, he picked out a few chunks of thick pork from under the dough.