Chapter 31: Mommy, What If He Murders Me? (2)
The old couple of grandfather and grandmother, when they saw Yan Qingqing and Yao'er coming over, they all smiled politely: "Xiao Yan, you are here with Yao'er again, what are you eating today?" ”
"Hello grandparents." Yao'er said obediently.
"Good, good." The old grandmother smiled.
"Well, it's the same as last night, but you will take the money for adding eggs this time, otherwise I won't come next time." Yan Qingqing responded
What I ate last night was a bowl of noodle soup and a bowl of noodle soup.
Originally, I didn't add anything, but the old grandfather and grandmother added an egg for them for free.
Yan Qingqing wanted to pay more for eggs, but the old couple didn't accept it.
The old man smiled and said, "Okay, you sit down first, and you'll be fine right away." ”
At the stall, three small tables were set up.
Yan Qingqing and Yao'er sat at the table in the middle, and soon after, the hot soup noodles and soup noodles were ready.
Yao'er eats noodles, and Yan Qingqing eats noodles.
In fact, the taste is still good, and the price is cheap, but the place is a bit remote.
When there are many people, you can't put them on the table.
Some places can be placed, but they have long been occupied.
Just when Yan Qingqing was feeding Yao'er noodles, two guests finally came.
The tone and attitude of these two guests were very bad, urging the old grandfather and grandmother to hurry up, and even scolding them for being old and slow.
In fact, only two minutes have passed, and it will be done in two minutes.
"Mommy, they're hard to listen to." Yao'er was quite dissatisfied, and the two guests scolded.
Hearing this, Yan Qingqing couldn't help but glance at the table on the left, the two guests were both young men in their early twenties. Unlike ordinary people, they have tattoos on both arms.
The hair is also dyed in a variety of colors.
A yellow-haired young man had a cigarette in his mouth and slapped the table fiercely: "Old immortal, not yet?" ”
"Alright, alright." The old man kept a smile on his face and hurriedly brought a bowl of noodles to the table.
"Hello? Fuck you! And a bowl? The yellow-haired young man stood up and nudged the old man.
The old grandfather was already old, and if it wasn't for the old grandmother who helped him in time, he would definitely fall.
Yan Qingqing's eyebrows frowned slightly, not to mention her, Yao'er couldn't stand it, and muttered: "So fierce, Mommy, can Yao'er murder him?" ”
"Wait, at least wait until they're done." Yan Qingqing shook her head.
"Wife, leave me alone, go and make noodle soup for the guests." The old man held his waist as if he was injured.
"You, you, don't be reckless, find a place to sit, and you will be responsible for collecting money tonight." The old grandmother was worried, but finally reluctantly let go and made noodle soup after arriving at the stall.
"Mommy, I'm ......"
At this moment, Yao'er finished eating a mouthful of noodles and stopped talking.
Yan Qingqing said with a smile: "Go ahead, remember, Mommy is very powerful, as long as it is a reasonable thing for you, Mommy will always support you." ”
"Mommy, what is a reasonable thing? Support is again...... Ao, Yao'er just wants to rub her grandfather's waist, is this called bracing? Yao'er blinked curiously.
Yan Qingqing was slightly stunned, and then shook her head and smiled, she forgot that Yao'er was just a four-year-old child, and she didn't understand many things.
Under her gaze, Yao'er jumped down from the stool, walked to the old man, and rubbed his waist for the old man.
At this moment, both the old grandfather and the old grandmother are praising Yao'er.
For some reason, when Yan Qingqing heard Kua Yao'er's words, a little joy inexplicably rose in her heart.
The old lady quickly prepared another bowl of noodle soup and brought it to the table of the two young men.
Fortunately, the two of them didn't make any radical moves, otherwise, Yan Qingqing would have taught a lesson.
What puzzled Yan Qingqing was that she noticed that the two seemed to be eating, but they actually looked at her with a very hidden gaze.
Even, the green hair next to the yellow hair secretly patted her side with her mobile phone.
Although they did it very secretly, they couldn't escape Yan Qingqing's soul perception.
Yan Qingqing's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he secretly operated the Blue Emperor Chaos Body, and the range of perception immediately increased several times.
But for a moment, there was a chill in her beautiful eyes.
The next moment to return to calm, as if nothing happened.
"Grandpa, does it still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, Yao'er, the noodles are going to be cold, go eat it." The old man said with a smile.
The old grandmother also followed: "Your mother will not be happy when she waits, go eat quickly." ”
"Uh-huh."
Then, Yao'er sat back on the stool.
During this period, Yan Qingqing had already finished eating the powder.
Seeing Yao'er coming back, he said in a low voice, "Yao'er, you can kill him." ”
"Then what if he doesn't let me be murderous?"
"Let's talk about it first."
"That'...... Mommy, what if he murders me? Yao'er blinked and asked.
"Just say, my mommy will kill you." A good-looking smile appeared on the corner of Yan Qingqing's mouth.
"Mommy, isn't that okay?" Yao'er muttered.
"They're all bad people, it's fine."
"Okay, Yao'er will go now."
As she spoke, Yao'er trotted over.