Four

Walking on the unfamiliar and somewhat warm street, watching people coming and going, ginger candy held a sugar painting in one hand and a rock sugar gourd in the other, humming a song in his mouth, going in and out of the store, eating a street down, ginger candy touched his stomach to find a restaurant.

It's a restaurant and it's not a restaurant, because the name of the restaurant is "Big Canteen"

I walked in and ordered four or five dishes, two bowls of rice and a can of Coke, and found a corner to sit down.

When she goes out to eat alone, she always likes to sit in the corner, and she can observe many people without attracting attention, and after a long time, this has become a habit for her.

Holding the sugar painting, the golden-colored sugar was written with Meng Hetang's name, the ginger candy was reluctant to eat, the baby put the sugar painting aside, raised the chopsticks and looked at the dish in front of him, and disliked the carrot and stuffed a large mouthful of meat.

Meng Hetang was busy all night and hadn't eaten, he originally planned to eat with them, but he suddenly wanted to eat the dishes in the big cafeteria, and he came back by himself, as soon as he entered the door, there were quite a lot of people, he bought things, and after looking around, he accidentally saw the girl sitting in the corner.

He smiled slightly, a little familiar, and walked over with his things.

Ginger Candy felt the light above his head disappear and looked up to see a person, and against the light, Ginger Candy didn't see what he looked like until he spoke.

"What a coincidence, we met again."

It was Meng Hetang, Jiang Tang was so excited that she almost wanted to stand up, but she looked around and suppressed her excitement.

"Brother Meng."

Looking at the little girl's cautious posture, Meng Hetang took off his mask and nodded with a smile.

"Brother Meng, is this dinner or supper?"

Jiang Tang was afraid that there would be no topic, so he hurriedly spoke.

"One piece, I forgot to eat it today."

"What about you? Didn't eat dinner either? ”

Meng Hetang looked at the dishes placed by the little girl opposite, good guy, look at the little girl, look at the little girl, order such a dish, and then look at him, a bowl of rice, two dishes.

Ginger Candy's mouth was stuffed into a bulging bag, and he smiled embarrassedly.

"I ate all the way to this restaurant."

Biting the chopsticks and smiling cutely, Meng Hetang's eyes widened.

"Good fellow can eat this."

There is always a back-and-forth between the horns and the horns.

Meng Hetang couldn't help but laugh when he saw the rice grains on Jiang Tang's face, and called Jiang Tang, Jiang Tang looked at him, he pointed to his face, Jiang Tang looked confused, and touched his face.

There's nothing.

"It's not this way, it's this way."

Jiang Tang touched the other side of his face again, there was nothing.

"What, what's on my face?"

While chewing the ginger candy, the rice grains on the cheeks fell together, and Brother Meng laughed out loud, and couldn't help but reach out and take down the rice grains on her face.

Jiang Tang was stunned when he saw Meng Hetang stretching out his hand, his fingertips touched her face, and the whole person was overpowered, Jiang Tang's face quickly burned, and his ears burned red.

Seeing the rice grains that Meng Hetang won, Jiang Tang was even more ashamed.

Mom, the first time we met, this rice particle ruined her image.

Seeing that Meng Hetang didn't seem to care, Jiang Tang slowly exhaled, lowered his head and picked vegetables, and put aside all the carrots in the carrot fried meat, and only ate eggs and tomatoes to scrambled eggs.

"Little girls are not allowed to be picky eaters."

Meng Hetang couldn't help but speak out when he saw ginger candy's picky eater, and his tone was unquestionable as if he wanted to treat his own children as picky eaters.

Ginger Candy frowned and shook his head.

"I don't like it, Brother Meng eats meat, this one is delicious, and this one is also delicious."

Jiang Tang kept sandwiching the meat into Meng Hetang's bowl, wanting him to quickly ignore his picky eater, but Meng Hetang saw his little trick at a glance.

Saying thank you, I put the carrots in her bowl.

"Eat."