The original owner's family lived in an old alley, and a small restaurant was also opened here, and the business was taken care of by some neighbors.

In addition, the original owner's father's craftsmanship is indeed good, the things are good and cheap, and everyone is willing to eat at his place.

Qingshuang followed her memory to find her destination, carrying her schoolbag and two bags in her hand, and walked in slowly.

At this time, most of the people who ate in the restaurant were familiar neighbors, and they also knew Qingshuang, but they didn't have a good impression of this ghostly little girl.

Qingshuang didn't care about other people's eyes, and went straight to the back kitchen with her things.

In the back kitchen, the middle-aged man was sweating profusely turning the dishes in the wok, and after a while, he opened the clay pot next to him to make soup to take a look.

"Dad."

Qingshuang put down her things and walked over.

Hearing his daughter's voice, Qingxun's hand stiffened as he stir-fried the vegetables, and then quickly fried the vegetables and poured them on the plate.

Looking back at Qingshuang, he sighed, "Wait for Dad for a while." ”

"Okay."

Qingshuang answered, so she obediently found a place to sit down in the corner of the kitchen, and took out a book from her schoolbag to read.

At about eight o'clock in the evening, Qingxun closed early, then fried a few dishes, and had dinner with Qingshuang.

The door of the restaurant was closed, and the two went home side by side.

The father and daughter were silent, and the atmosphere was stagnant. After a long time, Qingxun sighed and spoke, "Why did you come back suddenly?" ”

"Dad, I want to move back in."

The daughter has been silent for many years, has no opinions on things, and always listens to others. Suddenly taking the initiative to put forward his own ideas made Qingxun stunned for a moment.

After a while, Qingxun nodded, "It's okay." ”

He didn't ask why, and after bringing Qingshuang home, he called the head teacher.

The next day was Saturday, and Qingshuang wanted to get rid of the image of the original owner in the hearts of everyone, so he moved the small treasury of the original owner a little.

I went to the barber shop and got my hair cut off, cutting off the heavy bangs to reveal that beautiful baby face.

The big apricot eyes were watery, black and shiny, with fair skin, slightly pursed lips, and bulging cheeks, like a cute doll.

The barber next to him didn't expect the little girl under the bangs and glasses to be so beautiful, and couldn't help but praise a few words from the bottom of his heart. Even when Qingshuang was about to pay and leave, the barber not only discounted her, but also gave her a bottle of hair care serum.

Qingshuang thanked him, left the barbershop, and went to the store to buy two more clothes.

It took about half of the small treasury, and Qingshuang suddenly felt distressed.

In the last world, where did she worry about money?

Sure enough, money is not everything, but without money it can't!

Carrying two clothes back home, and then began to talk to Zhu Zhu secretly.

"Zhuzhu, where does the North String usually go on weekends? Do what? ”

"Sister Shuang, the owner usually goes to the library in the city center to read books on weekends, and sometimes goes to the gym or school to play ball."

After Zhu Zhu finished speaking, she gave her another suggestion, "The master is reading in the library this week!" Sister Frost, go quickly, rush!! ”

Qingshuang: "......"

Zhu Zhu's excitement did not infect Qingshuang at all, and she ...... when she thought of the style of the straight man of the North String Steel, she

Alas, forget it.

He doted on her so much in the last life, so she will spoil him in this life!

I went home and changed into new clothes, a cotton pure blue skirt, and took the bus to the library in the city center with my school bag.

There were a lot of people in the library on weekends, and Qingshuang searched for a long time in it before she saw the northern string.