A day passed, and Zhong Dao did not return.

Uncle Zhang came in from outside, arrived at the counter, and looked back at the door in a daze.

Lan Shuying smiled and asked, "What does it feel like is missing?" ”

He nodded, then shook his head, indicating that he couldn't figure out what was missing.

The kind-hearted Xuanguan couldn't help but remind him: "The shopkeeper is Zhong Daoren, and he hasn't come back yet." ”

"Oh!" Uncle Zhang suddenly realized, "What did he do?" ”

Lan Shuying took another piece of jujube paste and put it in her mouth, and said vaguely: "I said that I was going to subdue demons, but I don't know if it was surrendered." ”

Uncle Zhang hurriedly stopped: "Wow! Children from all over the family can't talk nonsense, the Taoist chief is going to make merit, and he will be able to return safely! ”

So Xuanguan recited the scriptures for the missing person for more than an hour.

Probably because of the difference in faith, this kindness did not work.

The pawnshop crisis was lifted, and the guy who had resigned before wanted to come back to work, but Uncle Zhang politely refused, on the grounds that it was approaching the end of the year and he didn't plan to open for business. Nian Zai worked with him for a few years, and Uncle Zhang sealed a red envelope for him and asked him to go back for the New Year with peace of mind.

Lan Shuying was happily eating pastries and watching a play next to her.

She found that the location of the pawnshop was commendable, there were three century-old shops on these streets nearby, each with its own specialty of dim sum, anyway, the dumb girl couldn't come back, she simply used the salary saved by the dumb girl to satisfy her appetite.

When it was time to eat, it was dark, and two long shadows appeared at the door of the pawnshop.

The corpse king in a plain bamboo robe, standing next to Zhang Zijun, she was wearing red, like a firecracker, this kind of dress looks very festive to the older generation.

Lan Shuying noticed that the two of them were dressed very formally today, and there were a few people carrying things behind them, and vaguely understood something.

Uncle Zhang was so happy that he couldn't see his teeth, so he hurriedly drove Zhang Zijun to the back, and said excitedly: "Nizi, today my father personally cooked and burned a tiger skin elbow for you. Your mother liked to eat this dish the most when she was alive, I don't know if it suits your taste......"

As he spoke, he glanced at his daughter a little apprehensively.

Zhang Zijun grabbed his arm in surprise and shouted and jumped, "Dad, you are really my father!" My favorite is this dish, it's not easy to eat on the mountain, you have to go to the town below the mountain to eat, the chef also washed his hands in a golden basin last month, alas! I'm hungry for that smell, I'm really not in the wrong place, hehe! ”

The corpse king leaned against the door, looking at her softly, still and moving, but they complemented each other.

The girl seemed to suddenly remember something, and timidly grabbed Uncle Zhang's sleeve and didn't leave, "Dad...... I, I have something to tell you. ”

She swept around and bit her lower lip, a little embarrassed.

"Dad, I brought you a ...... The son-in-law is back, how are you going......" Zhang Zijun gestured to the corpse king behind his back, the latter smiled and clapped his hands, and four small servants came in outside, filling the small storefront at once.

Some carry burdens, some carry bags.

They are all greeting gifts prepared by the corpse king for the old man.

It's not the first time to say that they've met, but as a son-in-law who was brought back to see each other, it must be a rare time in the memory of the Corpse King.

Uncle Zhang was very melancholy.

His daughter has brought this young man to dinner several times, how could he not see the relationship between the two? But he just didn't want to open his mouth to find a break.

This kind of old father's feeling of being robbed of cabbage by a pig may not be able to understand it if he is not a father.

He can't drag it, this stupid girl still spoke to him.

Uncle Zhang thought, if Nizi and her mother were still there, it is estimated that she would be dragged into the house to teach her a few lessons, how can a girl's family be so unashamed, and let the family take it to death before she has passed the door, how can she live when she gets married?

blamed Zhang Zijun for not being angry, but on the face, Uncle Zhang still pulled the corpse king to sit down, drink tea, and talk heart-to-heart.

Lan Shuying originally wanted to remind him of the pot elbow, but when she saw that the cook was gone, she didn't care anymore.

The sound of dialogue floated over from time to time, and Lan Shuying silently opened another package, Wow! Lotus Cake! She gave the little monk a smile: "You bought it?" ”

This is the signboard of the time-honored store on the next street, which is sold in limited quantities, and there is hope that you will have to queue up before dawn.

Xuanguan nodded weakly: "Hmm...... I eat and live in a pawnshop, and I've been relying on you a lot of my homework lately, so I want to help out with something. ”

She gave a thumbs up.

A hand stretched out next to him, with a faint smell of incense and candles.

The lotus cake was not big, with a diameter of three or four centimeters at most, Zhang Zijun only broke one lotus petal, and the remaining five petals were pitifully placed on the oil paper with the scar of being split.

She tossed the piece into her mouth, curled her eyes pleasantly, and sucked her index finger, as if interested in the other.

This time, I only pinched one petal.

Lan Shuying: "......"

Xuanguan looked at it in a daze, and after a while, only one of the lotus cakes in this package was intact.

He finally couldn't help but ask: "Female donor, do these snacks use different materials?" In fact, he wanted to ask, does it taste different?

Zhang Zijun's red lips chewed the crisp slices up and down, and glanced at him strangely: "Don't you know if you taste it yourself?" ”

Xuanguan weakly explained: "The little monk is a monk and does not touch meat. ”

It is true that this lotus cake is made of lard, and he can't help but want to recite a few words of Buddha in his heart even when he usually watches Lan Shuying eat these things.

"Oh! The ingredients are the same, and the taste is similar, I just look at these good looks and want to try them. ”

Lan Shuying continued to be silent, and she was no longer interested in the only piece of lotus cake that had not been abused.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a corpse king standing behind Zhang Zijun, this kind of growing bear child, it would be best to beat it up.

Zhang Zijun rolled his eyes, pointed to the last complete dim sum and said, "Do you eat this?" ”

The two shook their heads at the same time, Xuanguan really didn't eat it, Lan Shuying felt that her appetite was disturbed by the smell on her body, and it was estimated that she wouldn't want to eat this snack for nearly half a month.

She immediately smiled, pulled it into the palm of her hand, and took the treasure next to the corpse king, and Uncle Zhang, who was opposite, stared at her and fed the lotus cake to the corpse king's mouth.

Incomparably skillful movements.

You and I don't have a look in my eyes.

Uncle Zhang's expression was suddenly extremely exciting!

Xuanguan retracted his eyes and behaved calmly, but his gaze swept over a row of mutilated lotus cakes, revealing some pain in his flesh - this thing is expensive, it is nothing for the dumb girl to eat, and it is not comfortable to be ruined in vain.

"Seen before?" Lan Shuying asked lightly after watching the scene of Zhang Zijun throwing food.

"Well, I've seen it once." Xuanguan said sullenly.

She shrugged: "Heh, there will be more in the future." ”

The only thing that fell from the sky was the pot and the dog food, and if there was an exception, it was a knife in the dog food.

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