"Does Mr. Ye usually like to eat hot pot?" Dong Yiyi sat in the co-pilot seat and turned his head to look at Ye Suxing.

"yes, I like it." Ye Suxing responded. In fact, he doesn't eat hot pot at all, and since his first meal on Earth, he has discovered a major problem, most of the food on Earth will be broken down into alcohol after entering his body, and then he will have symptoms similar to drunkenness.

"Although our company is a little smaller and poorer, its status and reputation are not bad. This is the central location of the old city, and the business is prosperous, and many well-known hot pot restaurants have opened on this road. ”

Dong Yiyi looked down at her watch, and then said, "Today is just right, the time is not early, not late, and the afternoon rush hour has passed, so there should be no need to queue up." ”

Dong Yiyi is a living navigator, not only familiar with the food coordinates of the whole street, but also knows which family courtyard has more parking spaces and cheaper parking.

"You're familiar with this."

"Of course, I haven't really walked out of this five-kilometer radius since I was a child. Study, study and work are all here, this family home is my aunt's house, and the green buildings next to it are my parents' community. ”

Dong Yiyi turned around and looked to the southwest, revealing a corner of a red brick house through the gaps in the leaves of the luxuriant plane trees, "That's my elementary school." I've lived in this area since I was a child, and I can see the difference when a creeper sprouts more. ”

Ye Suxing unconsciously stood up straight, his eyes swept across the surrounding buildings with a certain respect and relief. He knew about Dong Yiyi's life on Earth for more than 20 years, and even sent people to take pictures regularly and secretly protect them.

But listening to her own talk about these pasts is a completely different feeling, as if she has been pulled back into the small world that belongs to Yiyi, and as before, there is always a place in her small world.

It's a warmth and peace that hasn't been felt in years. He likes the leaves, buildings, and even the wind here, the wind seems to be mixed with sweet fragrance, and he can't help but hook people's eyes and hearts.

"That's good." I couldn't help but sigh.

Dong Yiyi couldn't figure out why her interest was so high, and she would suddenly talk about these things with interest with these few men who didn't know the details. But when I heard Ye Suxing's sigh, I felt a little proud of being recognized.

This Ye Suxing is a normal son-in-law, and he is not far away from the fireworks in the world, which makes people feel very reliable.

"I especially like a hot pot restaurant, I don't know if Mr. Ye likes it or not. But I'm a person who can't hide my treasure, so I really want to recommend this delicacy to Mr. Ye. ”

As long as you like it, I will treasure it all. Ye Suxing responded: "Miss Dong's taste for food must be good. I'm looking forward to it. ”

This is a hot pot restaurant with a not very gorgeous decoration, and the shop is not big, but it is really fragrant. The proprietress and the boss are husband and wife, and they run together, getting up at four o'clock in the morning every morning to fry the base.

The rich aroma stirs up the smell of hot breakfast wafting from all directions in the early morning, waking up the crowd of people who wake up early to work.

"What kind of food does Mr. Ye usually like to eat?"

The bottom of the pot was served first, and Dong Yiyi handed the menu to Ye Suxing.

I know the words, and I've heard the names of these foods, but I don't know what they are. The structure of the two same radicals is comfortable, and Ye Suxing took a fancy to it at a glance.

Dong Yiyi really didn't expect that Mr. Ye was quite down-to-earth. She shook her eyebrows, pursed her lips and smiled, and bent her eyes, "I also like fat intestines." It's super delicious, my dad and I like it the most, but my mom can't stand the taste. ”

Hearing her say this, Ye Suxing had an ominous premonition, shouldn't it taste strange. Looking back, Dong Yiyi used to like to eat strange things.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the waiter to put two white pig intestines on the table that had not yet been chopped. Dong Yiyi's hands clenched in front of him unconsciously, "This is in good condition." ”

Ye Suxing felt like he was being choked by someone, and stared at the fat intestines on the plate for a long time. I gasped in my heart, but I calmly took off my well-cut custom suit, unbuttoned my five-figure small cufflinks, and pulled the snow-white shirt above my forearms.

"Yes, it's in good condition, and it's delicious to look at." Bite the bullet and say.