Chapter 1195 - Covert Protection 7

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His son didn't give him time to reminisce about the past, memorized the contents of the note carefully, then put the note in his wallet preciously, and finally thanked Kwon Seung-nan, and dragged the old man in the direction of the car parked in the distance.

"Oops, stinky boy, my thing!"

"Is it the things that matter, or is your daughter-in-law and granddaughter important?" If it weren't for the fact that his first girlfriend respected the old and loved the young very much, always admired the old man, and liked to listen to the old man talk about the ancients, he wouldn't have taken the old man with him.

"Yes, with my little granddaughter, I don't need crutches!"

The old gentleman was instantly happy, and happily dragged himself away by his son.

Quan Shengnan watched them leave, collected the money, and put the old man's things aside and returned them to him the next time he saw him, while he waited for the last person who was destined today.

She likes to stay here more and more, and sees all kinds of things in life.

There are all kinds of people, all kinds of stories, joys and sorrows, each doomed.

There was a little smile on his lips, the fortune teller next to him had customers, and he was empty in front of him, Quan Shengnan took out the book very casually, and what he took today was not a metaphysical book, but a wire-bound version of "Dream of Red Mansions".

She likes to watch "Dream of Red Mansions", likes many of the characters in it, and prefers Cao Xueqin's delicate description.

In the blink of an eye, it was eleven o'clock, and the third destined person still did not appear.

Kwon Seung-nan quickly put away the tools and walked happily to a beef noodle restaurant not far away.

She recently discovered that the beef noodles in this house are particularly delicious, the pure handmade noodles are smooth and smooth, and the spiced beef is marinated very deliciously, which makes people have a feeling of wanting to stop, vaguely and a little familiar, as if they have eaten somewhere.

The windows of the noodle shop are bright and clean, and although the area is not large, it makes people feel very comfortable.

At eleven o'clock, not early or late, there were already two or three people in the store snoring and sucking noodles, which was particularly bold.

Southerners are delicate and graceful, while northerners are bold and rough, each with its own beauty, regardless of gender.

"Boss, a bowl of beef noodles, cut me an extra ten yuan of beef and put it in the noodles!" Quan Shengnan ordered his own rice crisply, and then paid the boss, five yuan for a bowl of noodles, and a total of fifteen yuan with additional beef.

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