Chapter 330: A Man in the Morning, Can't Be Flirted!

If this handsome guy is popular, she will definitely know him.

"In Search of the Most Beautiful Love."

When the handsome young guy said the name of the variety show, Shi Ranran was stunned.

It turned out to be this variety show!

However, she remembered that this variety show, because of the bad ratings, was cut early!

"And if I'm going to be your assistant performer, what do I need to do?"

Shi Ranran thought, being idle anyway is idle, it's better to help.

When she used to participate in variety shows, she also hoped that passers-by could cooperate with her.

The young handsome guy is actually a little afraid to look at the cold night, as a man, he has an instinctive fear of danger.

"It's about sharing your love story." The young handsome guy said, "Now, there are many people who don't believe in love, but I believe that in this world, there will be a very pure love, this kind of love is not fictional love in novels or film and television and other literary and artistic works, but real love, this kind of love, or plain as water, or as hot as fire......"

Sheng Hanye, who had been silent, said, "The love of the old couple in this store is more beautiful, I suggest you listen to it." ”

The young handsome guy was stunned, he had an intuition, this man didn't like him to stand so close to Shi Ranran.

"Miss Shi, you can consider it first, and I'll interview the grandmother."

The handsome young man motioned for the camera to follow him and walked over to the old woman who was sitting on a chair embroidering.

"Hello, grandma."

The old grandmother was talking, and the embroidery on her hands never stopped.

She has a kind face and kind eyes.

"Young man, is there anything wrong with you?"

The young handsome guy had no choice but to tell his grandmother what he had said to Shi Ranran before.

The old woman pursed her lips and smiled.

"What's the point of not loving it, we're just living our own little lives!"

The handsome young guy looked at this shop, the shop is not big, maybe less than fifty square meters.

But the decoration is very charming, and there is an elegance everywhere.

In a quaint vase, there are mountain wildflowers.

Some old objects, in one shop, exude a unique aesthetic.

"Grandma, can you tell me about it?"

The old woman put away the embroidery in her hand, she slowly got up, and poured a glass of bayberry wine for the handsome young man.

The young handsome guy didn't like to drink very much, but when he saw this glass of bayberry wine, he couldn't help but take a sip.

The wine is very mellow.

"Ah Liang, they want to hear our story, do you want to tell them about it?"

In fact, Shi Ranran thought that when a grandmother told a story, it was ordinary storytelling.

Unexpectedly, the old man who had been making camphor duck next to the big iron pot actually took an erhu and sat next to the old grandmother after marinating the duck and turning off the fire of the big iron pot.

The old man is very thin, but the old man is a little fat.

When the two sat together, their expressions were the same happiness.

The old man was playing the erhu, and the old grandmother was playing a pipa.

At that time, they did not look like ordinary people living in a small town, but like a pair of reclusive artists.

Their story is simple.

The old man was once a descendant of the old grandmother's family.

When the grandmother's family married the grandmother to a so-called family with the right family, the grandfather eloped with the grandmother to this town.

They settled incognito in this small town, and the couple opened a small restaurant.