The old place, as its name suggests, has not changed for so many years, the houses have not changed, the people have not changed, and the taste has not changed, just like more than ten years ago, full of spicy and comfortable taste. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Look who's coming!" Seeing Little Sigrid and the butler Bell walking in together, Lao Song, who was cutting bacon, put the knife on the board, squinted, and walked out.

"Grandpa Song!" Little Sigrid happily ran to Lao Song's side, and then reached out and grabbed Lao Song's hand and fed it to his mouth.

"Slow down, little girl!" Lao Song smiled and stuffed a small piece of bacon in his hand into Little Sigrid's mouth, and suddenly the little guy made a satisfied whirring sound like a kitten eating dried fish.

Little Sigrid licked her lips and complimented, "It's so delicious!" ”。

Lao Song, who was very confident in his craft, accepted Little Sigrid's praise without blushing, and said, "This is natural!" ”。

Then he said to the old butler, "Come here!" ”。

"Hmm!" Butler Bell answered.

Because sometimes the butler Bell came here to help Leo pack food, he became an acquaintance with Lao Song, and Lao Song also admired this conscientious butler very much, so his attitude towards him was not as bad as other foreigners.

After wiping his hands on the apron in front of him, Lao Song pinched little Sigrid's little face, looked up and asked, "Where is Leo's boy?" ”。

Hearing this, the old butler was about to speak, but he didn't want little Sigrid to pout, and said, "Daddy went out alone!" ”

After a pause, he continued to add: "You didn't take me there or tell me!" ”。

"Haha!" Looking at little Sigrid who seemed to be suing him, Old Song laughed heartily and said, "When your father comes, let Grandpa Song teach him a good lesson, and don't give him good food!" ”。

"Hmm!" Little Sigrid nodded heavily, but then hesitated, hesitated, and whispered: "It's okay to let Dad eat less, or he will be too pitiful!" ”。

"Hahaha!"

Hearing this, Lao Song smiled even more happily, and after the surrounding diners looked at him curiously, he smiled at the diners around him, signaling that there was nothing to do, and the other party Little Sigrid said: "Okay, good, little obediently say what to do!" Grandpa Song will do it! ”。

Little Sigrid praised loudly in her crisp voice: "Grandpa Song, you are so good!" ”。

"Hmm!" Lao Song grinned as if he was enjoying it, and said to the old housekeeper: "Take the little obedient to find a place to sit for a while, and I will cook you a few specialty dishes!" ”。

"Well, thank you Mr. Song, trouble!" The old butler bent down slightly to express his gratitude.

"As it should be!" Lao Song waved his hand and walked into the kitchen.

Just waited for a few minutes, and several delicacies that made people swallow a lot of saliva were sent by Lao Song, because the meal had just passed at this time, there were relatively few guests, so the arrival of Little Sigrid happened to meet Lao Song's meal.

After the guests in the store left, Lao Song also took off his apron and sat down.

"Why didn't you see Uncle Fat?" Little Sigrid opened his mouth and asked, the fat man, naturally it was Shen Rui, the fat mutant in the old place.

"He, there's something going on today!" Old Song smiled, picked up a piece of fatty meat, and put it in Little Sigrid's bowl.

Seeing this scene, the old butler's eyes jumped, and he silently put a piece of green vegetables into Little Sigrid's bowl.

Seeing this, Lao Song grinned and said, "Eat more meat to grow stronger!" ”。

"Miss is a lady!" The old butler's face shook, and he was not very interested in this long and strong statement.

"Giggles!" Little Sigrid clicked and ate it all, and giggled at the two, making them blush.

"Eat it! It won't taste good if it's cold for a while! Old Song said with a sigh, according to the appearance of little Sigrid eating happily, with a satisfied face, there is nothing that makes the chef happier than eating what the chef cooks.

Half an hour later, after little Sigrid had eaten enough, after saying goodbye to Lao Song, he pulled the old butler and left the old place.

"Miss, let's go home!" The old butler suggested.

Hearing this, little Sigrid pouted and said, "Let's go to the playground!" ”。

The old butler looked at the table below, and when he saw that there was still plenty of time, he said to little Sigrid: "Yes, but we have to go home before dinner!" ”。

"Butler grandpa, you're so nice!" Little Sigrid screamed happily, and a pair of silver ponytails flicked with the jumping footsteps, looking full of energy.

"Let's go! Miss! The old butler's rigid face was full of soft smiles, and after saying this, he took little Sigrid by the hand, hailed a taxi, and set off for the playground.

"Be sure to have fun today! Butler grandpa! Little Sigrid looked expectant.

"Huh!" The old butler smiled and reminded: "But you can't miss dinner, otherwise, go back, you will be scolded by Ms. Emma again!" ”。

"Uh-huh! Got it! Little Sigrid thought of Emma's scolding her, and shrunk her neck, looking afraid.

At this moment, the taxi in which the two were sitting turned from the avenue into an alley.

When the old butler found out, his eyes narrowed, and he said to the driver in front of him, "You have taken the wrong way, young man!" ”。

"Hehe, no, sir, this is a shortcut, and you can avoid several traffic lights!" The driver looked back and smiled.

"Really?" The old butler smiled undeniably and said to little Sigrid: "Miss, pay attention to safety when playing!" ”。

"Hmm!" Little Sigrid nodded obediently.

"Whew!" Listening to the conversation between the old and the young in the back, I thought that the driver who was appeased by the other party breathed a sigh of relief.

At that moment, a silver light like a poisonous snake fell to his throat, and then a slightly stereotypical voice rang out.

"Stop!" The old butler's cold voice was like a cold winter wind, grazing the driver's ears and making him shiver involuntarily.

The driver laughed dryly twice and said, "What are you doing here?" Sir, this is a joke! ”。

Seeing this, the old butler's stereotyped face did not have a trace of expression, and the other hand covered the eyes of little Sigrid, without a trace of hesitation, and stabbed the other party's throat fiercely without a trace of hesitation.

"Poof!"

There was a soft sound, a bright blood red, sprayed on the windshield, I didn't expect the old butler who looked like an ordinary old man to be such a decisive driver, his eyes widened incredibly, covered his bloody throat, and lay down on the steering wheel weakly. (To be continued.) )