A simple smile appeared on his face full of meat: "Hehe, good guests, I will wipe this table clean for you, so as not to stain your noble clothes." ”

Feng Yin and Zhang Yiming were afraid that she would be unstable and smash on themselves, so they hurriedly got up and let go.

She also made a gesture of please: "You please first." ”

Zhang Yiming held Feng Yin's hand tightly, and complained in his heart: "With this body shape, how do you match the store that is as thin as a hemp stick?" ”

"I'm not afraid of breaking the hemp stalk!"

Feng Yin didn't find the groove in Zhang Yiming's heart, but was thinking: "Growing such a big body of flesh, it must be very inconvenient to move." ”

Thinking of this, a trace of sympathy unconsciously rose in her heart, but she didn't show it.

It's just that the next moment, Feng Yin knew that his idea was wrong.

I saw the heavy tank woman come to the table and wipe the table and stool with a quick movement.

The white cloth was extremely skillfully put on his shoulder, turned around and smiled: "Distinguished guest, please take a seat." ”

"I'll make you tea."

Feng Yin waved his hand: "Don't bother, let's just eat a bowl of noodles." ”

As he spoke, he looked at the group of people who had just come in at the door of the store: "Look, there are customers coming here again, let's get busy." ”

Among these people, there are also those with markers, and there are also those who really want to try the authentic crispy noodles.

Of course, it is not clear whether there is someone else in this, Feng Yin.

Zhang Yiming quietly helped Feng Yin to sit down on the freshly wiped stool, and his gaze casually swept around the group of people who had just come in before withdrawing his gaze.

"Hey, they're all rough people, so they don't need to be entertained."

The heavy tank woman said casually, "How can you be as noble as your two old ladies and gentlemen?" I'm still waiting for you to finish eating and give us a reward. ”

"As for them, they're regular customers, and they know our rules."

Feng Yin heard her say this, and she didn't say much, so she just glanced at Zhang Yiming silently.

The latter's eyes flashed, meaning that she didn't need to worry.

Over there, the old lady who got up when Feng Yin and his wife entered the door spoke at this moment: "Spring flowers, collect money." ”

The heavy tank woman smiled at Feng Yin, and hurriedly turned her head and agreed: "Eh, okay third grandmother, you put the money on the table, and I will collect it in a while." ”

The corners of Feng Yin's mouth twitched.

I didn't expect this heavy tank woman to have such a delicate name.

Zhang Yiming didn't hold back, clenched his fists with his empty hands, put them to his lips and coughed lightly, in order to hide the embarrassment of wanting to laugh.

"Ouch, sir, it's okay."

Chunhua'er was startled when she heard Zhang Yiming's cough, and quickly retracted her gaze and said, "Wait a minute, I'll make tea for you." ”

After the words fell, he walked to the kitchen and said to the people who had just entered the door: "If you want to eat, first find a place to sit down and wait, and it will be fine soon." ”

"It's pretty neat."

Feng Yin watched Chunhua leave with footsteps that shook the ground, and couldn't help but sigh.

Zhang Yiming: "Well, I don't know if the things here are really as delicious as the legend?" ”

"You'll know if you taste it."

Feng Yin smiled and agreed, and looked at the old lady who put down the copper coin and lifted the cane and was about to go out.

The latter also happened to look over at this time, and he was right with Feng Yin.

It was clear that the old lady's eyes did not fluctuate, but Feng Yin could see the love in her eyes.

It made her want to laugh.

I feel that this is the psychological effect of knowing the identity of the other party, and it can't be true.

Zhang Yiming followed her gaze and also came into contact with the old lady's gaze.

But he felt that the old lady's calm gaze carried a very stern scrutiny.

This made him laugh dumbly, and sighed in his heart: "I'm afraid it's a mental effect, and I have a sense of immediacy in the face of the critical eyes of my mother's family." ”