"In my eyes, grandpa is my dearest person, without grandpa, I wouldn't be where I am today......" Xiao Ang looked at his grandfather's noodle stall, and his heart was a little sour.

Xiao Muqing nodded, "By the way, why does grandpa call you Shi'er?"

"When I was taken to my house by my grandfather, I was always sick, and in order to let me grow up healthy, my grandfather gave me a nickname, called Shi'er, saying that it was a strong ......."

"Oh......" Xiao Muqing nodded, resting her elbows on the table, dragging her chin with her little hands, and looking at her grandfather who was busy working.

Soon, Grandpa cooked the noodles and poured the soup on them.

Xiao Ang immediately got up and went to bring the noodles over.

Hand a bowl to Xiao Muqing.

The hot noodle soup looked particularly appetizing, and Xiao Ang casually took out two cloves of garlic from the small bowl on the table.

Xiao Muqing picked up some noodles with chopsticks, and looked at Xiao Ang differently, "You...... You eat garlic too?"

Xiao Ang's slender fingers peeled the skin while peeling, and his eyes swept at Xiao Muqing, "What's wrong with eating garlic?"

"Hey, you're the idol of thousands of girls......"

"But I'm also a human being, eat grandpa's noodles, I must go with garlic, do you want it?" Xiao Ang handed the peeled garlic to Xiao Muqing.

Xiao Muqing shook her head again and again, "I don't want it, thank you......"

The two of them talked and laughed and ate noodles.

Grandpa watched their happy interaction, walked to their table step by step, and slowly sat down, his eyes slightly red as he looked at the two children.

"Grandpa, have you eaten?" Xiao Ang asked when he saw his grandfather coming over.

Grandpa nodded.

Xiao Muqing's eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and she smiled cutely at her grandfather, "Grandpa, the noodles you make are really delicious, Xiao Ang said that this is the best noodles in the world, and I think it is too!" ”

Grandpa looked at them kindly and smiled, "Eat more if it's delicious, eat more!" ”

"Yes!" Xiao Muqing nodded and continued to eat.

Everything is providential, it is providential.

The old man shook his head with a sigh, his heart full of waves.

The past events of more than ten years ago are reproduced in my mind.

……

"Uncle, let's have a bowl of noodles!"

At this moment, a cold female voice suddenly came from behind her.

Grandpa immediately stood up, hunched over and walked towards the stall.

Xiao Ang and Xiao Muqing didn't care, and continued to eat noodles with a smile.

Grandpa walked to the noodle stall, casually poured noodles into the hot water, and said kindly, "You go over there and find a place to sit, and I'll bring it to you later......"

Grandpa said as he subconsciously glanced at the guests standing in front of the noodle stall.

Then, his expression was stunned.

The person in front of her was a woman who looked to be in her twenties, with big wavy curly hair, a pale face with wide black sunglasses, and a black tights that looked a little dangerous.

The woman saw that the old man was examining herself, and the corners of her lips hooked up a cold and dangerous smile, and then took out a hundred-yuan bill from her bag and handed it to him, "No need to look for it!" ”

Grandpa's shrewd eyes looked at the hand she had handed over the bills.

Her wrist, which was so white that there was not a trace of blood, was tattooed with a skull pattern.

Grandpa's hands trembled, and he pretended to be calm and took the money, "You go over there and find a place to sit......"

Then, the grandfather pretended to be casual and turned around and continued to cook noodles, occasionally sneaking his eyes in the direction of Xiao Ang and Xiao Muqing, praying in his heart that the woman would never see the two children.