The fritter stall does not have any name, everyone only knows that Chen's mother is a beautiful woman, and there is a beautiful daughter named Chen Xinxin, because the mother and daughter are beautiful, so the business of the fritter stall is exceptionally good, most of the people who come to eat breakfast are men, and everyone understands the truth of same-sex repulsion, few women come here to eat breakfast, probably because they are afraid of being compared to the mother and daughter.

"Xinxin, where did you go early in the morning, why don't you hurry up and help me catch fritters." Chen ** commented on his daughter.

Xiao Chili, who had just returned from delivering fritters to Meng Jiangbo, stuck out his tongue and said in a very well-behaved voice: "Mom, didn't I send fritters to others, come, I'll help you." ”

"Beauty, pick five fritters and scoop me a bowl of soy milk, it will be sweet." A man began to shout from a distance.

Chen Xinxin said: "Five fritters, a bowl of sweet soy milk, come." Use a wooden tong to take out five fritters into the plate, and then scoop a bowl of soy milk and put two spoonfuls of sugar, and send it to an empty seat, the man sat down, opened his mouth and said, "Xinxin, I haven't seen you all night and it's beautiful again, Uncle Yi Tian will introduce you to an object." ”

Thank you, uncle, but I'm still young and can't talk about anyone," Chen Xinxin's elegant and elegant image is completely out of tune with her previous image.

Someone next to him shouted: "Hey little beauty, hurry up and add another bowl of tofu brain to me, scoop some more marinade." ”

Chen Xinxin's busy feet did not touch the ground, beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, and she couldn't wear the bloated cold clothes outside, so she pulled the chain and took it off, and when she took off her sleeves with her arms back, all the male eyes around the fritter stall were staring at her chest, so plump! It's as if the clothes are going to be torn, this is a girl of seventeen or eighteen, I don't know what will happen in a few more years.

Suddenly, someone sucked the soy milk that flowed to the corners of his mouth, wiped it and lowered his head and continued to eat, just look at it twice and be addicted, if you really dare to move your hands and feet, Mother Chen will definitely dare to splash you with hot oil, this is something that someone has experimented, don't look at Mother Chen, she is very kind, but it is related to the reputation and safety of the mother and daughter, it is absolutely reckless.

After reading her daughter, I came to see her mother, although Chen's mother said that she had a seventeen or eighteen daughter, but she didn't see that she was half old, at most she was in her early thirties, and Liu Yiyi had some imagination, but she was more mature than her, and she had more of a charm, after all, she was a woman who had given birth, which Liu Yiyi couldn't compare.

Mother and daughter have been selling fritters here for several years, because of the care of nearby male comrades, so the business has been very good, enough for living expenses, but selling fritters needs to get up early every day, Chen Xinxin doesn't know how many times she has secretly complained, she has not slept a good night's sleep in the morning since she was sensible, and it can't be delayed when it is windy and rainy.

Zhao Qiang didn't know when he came to the fritter stall, the corners of his mouth were drooling, not that he had any thoughts about the mother and daughter, Zhao Qiang at this time didn't have those complicated **, he just reflexively needed to replenish energy, and the hot fritters with oil flowers became the best choice, Zhao Qiang's eyes that had regained their luster stared at the oil pot tightly.

Mother Chen felt that someone was staring, she looked up at Zhao Qiang, a very young child, looking at the immaturity of his face, should not be more than ten years old, but he is very tall, like an adult, Mother Chen asked: "Friend Bu, do you want to eat fritters?" "It's not wrong to call the current Zhao Qiangsheng child at Chen's mother's age.

Zhao Qiang nodded mechanically, and Chen's mother asked, "How many are there?" ”

Zhao Qiang pointed to a pile of fried oil, about fifty of them, Chen's mother smiled, since she opened the stall, no one has eaten so many fritters at one time, unless it is packed and taken away, she picked five fritters and handed them to Zhao Qiang and said: "Eat these first, it's not enough, go over there and find a seat to sit down, there are soy milk and tofu brains, you can drink whatever you like." ”

Chen Xinxin sent tofu brains back to the guests, she only saw Zhao Qiang's background, and felt that the clothes and pants were very familiar, so Chen Xinxin chased after him curiously, and it happened that Zhao Qiang turned around and sat down in an empty seat, Chen Xinxin saw his appearance clearly, and she was stunned for a moment: "Is it you?" Why do you ask? Zhao Qiang's clothes are exactly the same as the old man Chen Xinxin saw before, but the appearance of the person has changed too much, it was the old Lou Longzhong before, but now it is a picture of youth and pride.

Zhao Qiang didn't answer anything, just pointed to the tofu brain bucket, Chen Xinxin scooped a bowl of tofu brain suspiciously, and sent it to Zhao Qiang, she sat on the opposite seat, and asked in a low voice: "Old man, I recognize you, what the hell are you doing, I saw that you were old and dead when you sent fritters, why are you so young all of a sudden, what kind of trick are you playing, say, is it a goblin, let me tell you, we have a lot of men here, and the yang energy is strong, you be careful that we will kill you!" ”

"What is a goblin?" Zhao Qiang asked very seriously, because he was very awkward when he ate without teeth, and he couldn't speak well, but the tooth tips appeared on the gums, and new ones might grow in a short time.

Chen Xinxin thought for a moment, "Well, what about goblins, they are not normal people." ”

Zhao Qiang suddenly pointed at Chen Xinxin and said, "You are a goblin." ”

Chen Xin was so angry that he almost raised his tofu brain and splashed it on Zhao Qiang's head, and Zhao Qiang said again: "You are more beautiful than them." ”

Chen Xinxin snorted, "Rhetoric, I didn't expect you to be stupid and your mouth is quite sweet, eat your fritters." ”

Zhao Qiang ate five fritters in two bites, and then snorted and drank up a brain of tofu brain, although he was not full, but Zhao Qiang didn't care, he stood up and was about to leave, Chen Xinxin shouted: "Hey, go this way, collect the account here." ”

Zhao Qiang took two steps forward and asked, "What is an account?" ”

Chen Xinxin was so angry that she finally failed to continue pretending to be a lady in front of her mother: "You are stupid, you don't give money for dinner, and treat us as Yuan Datou." ”

"I don't have any money." Zhao Qiang didn't blush at all, in fact, he didn't know what blushing was.

Chen Xinxin picked up the fire tongs with briquettes, "What? If you don't have money, you come to eat the overlord meal, do you think our mother and daughter are easy to bully! The surrounding male compatriots also shared the same hatred, and there was a momentum of tearing Zhao Qiang apart.

Chen's mother glared at Chen Xinxin, so Chen Xinxin immediately wilted, threw the fire tongs on the ground, and honestly went to the oil pot to fish for fritters, Chen's mother said to Zhao Qiang kindly: "Child, how old are you?" ”

Zhao Qiang shook his head: "I don't know." ”

"What's your name?"

"I don't know."

"Where do you live?"

"I don't know."

"Do you have any money?"

"I don't know what money is."

Mother Chen sighed, alas, it turned out to be a fool. Chen Xinxin said on the side: "Hey, you didn't know, since you don't have the money to pay the bill and don't know where your home is, then stay and help, and always make up for our losses." ”

Zhao Qiang was hesitating where to hit, and Chen Xinxin's words gave him a little inspiration, "Okay."

So Zhao Qiang stood in Chen Xinxin's position, the environment next to the oil pot was very bad, a girl with good skin like Chen Xinxin didn't want to stay here, she simply explained to Zhao Qiang two sentences, the oil had a burnt yellow color on one side and had to be turned over immediately, and both sides had a color and started the pot, Zhao Qiang didn't need Chen Xinxin's advice to do it skillfully the second time.

At this moment, it has reached the peak period of eating breakfast, Chen Muhe's fire is at its peak, the hot oil is boiling, and a pot of fritters can be fried in a while, if the people who fish the pot are slow, it is easy to paste the pot, but Zhao Qiang's two long chopsticks are quickly pinched and turned over in the pot, and there is not a single fritters that have overtime oil, and when they come out of the pot, they are all the same color, and Chen Mu is a little tongue-studded, if it is not for more than ten years, there should be no such level.

With more help Chen Xinxin is much more leisurely, chatting with the guests in a gentle and elegant tone, she can't see the fierce tone before at all, but Zhao Qiang doesn't pay attention to her at all, just cares about his own oil pot.

"Miss, give us twenty fritters and five bowls of soybean milk, and ask for the heaviest milk." Speak this group of guests with a frivolous tone and especially. Milk, with extreme obscenity in the words, his eyes wandered back and forth on Chen Xinxin's chest, obviously the drunkard didn't mean to drink, he cared about milk. Chen Xinxin's body was warm up early because of her high activity, so she opened a button on her neckline, and the deep cleavage was seductive, and the snow-white ** on the side of the groove made people want to touch it.

"Heavy ** head!" Chen Xinxin muttered, but he still had to pick up fried dough sticks and scoop soy milk, and this group of young people had faint tattoos on their arms, and they knew at a glance that they were not good things. A small place like a fritter stand can't afford to mess with them.

"Poof!" A man who had a small scorpion stabbed on the right side of his neck suddenly sprayed soybean milk to the ground and scolded: "What milk, there is no taste at all, Sister Bu, you come over to me!" ”

Chen Xinxin walked over and said, "Sir, what do you want to do, we are soy milk, not milk, please figure it out?" ”

The scorpion man smiled: "Niu, let me tell you clearly, I'm here to make trouble, why aren't you convinced?" ”

Mother Chen also heard that the other party was not good at this time, so she immediately stopped pulling fritters, wiped her hands and ran over, "Sir, I'm sorry, my daughter is young and ignorant, if there is anything wrong, you can take care of it." ”

The scorpion man kicked over the simple small table, and all the fritters and soy milk on it were spilled. He pointed to the mother and daughter of the Chen family and said: "Don't talk nonsense, Lao Tzu won't go around in circles with you, just disappear from here for me today!" Don't work here in the future! ”

Chen's mother glanced at another fritter stall across the road, and there were many people on that side, Chen's mother said, "You are looking for the fritter stall on the other side to make trouble?" ”

The scorpion man bullied the mother and daughter and had nothing to rely on, and said with a big grin: "What's the matter, if you know each other, clean up the stall and get out of the house immediately!" Otherwise, it will make you look good! ”

The diners who were eating at the fritter stall originally planned to stand up and help the Chen family mother and daughter fight the grievances, in order to gain the favor of this beautiful mother and daughter. But seeing the scorpion man and his gang menacing, he could vaguely see the murder weapon inserted in his waist, so everyone took the initiative to lift the fritters and slip away.

Chen's mother said: "We operate normally and do not interfere with each other, and no one is qualified to drive us away." ”

The scorpion man said: "Yes, brothers, let's do it, don't be sorry for our customers, they have paid." ”

Chen Xinxin once again lit the fire tongs from the ground, "Whoever dares to move, whoever moves, I will smoke whom." ”

The scorpion man stepped forward without fear, and suddenly his hand quickly reached out, grabbed Chen Xinxin's weapon, and pulled Chen Xinxin to a stagger, the fire tongs in his hand involuntarily released, and the scorpion man smiled: "You are only suitable for a milk cannon, you can't fight."

[Dedication]