After getting off work, Dang Xiaowu hurried to a Cantonese restaurant, Song Jiaqi arranged it for her, she said that she didn't know the taste of Master Mao and the fat man, Cantonese cuisine is not sweet, salty, not spicy, suitable for all ages.

When she arrived, Song Jiaqi was sitting in the booth and watching the Korean drama with aliens on her mobile phone, the store was not big, but the business was good, the decoration was fresh and warm, very quiet, suitable for a small number of old friends to gather.

Song Jiaqi chose the card position near the window, although there are cars coming and going outside, but the sound insulation effect is very good.

"Shall we order first?" She asked Song Jiaqi.

"I don't know what they like to eat, so let's let them order it."

"Oh, good. My first time inviting someone to dinner, I was so nervous. ”

"They are not outsiders, one of them is still your brother, what are you nervous about?"

"But I'm still nervous, how can I break it?"

"Well, you're not a lone star now, it's time to make more friends, just start with the two of them, and come out a few more times in the future. By the way, you should put the money at the cash register first, I'm afraid that after eating later, the men will rush to pay the bill, and it will be ugly to scramble. ”

"Oh, okay, I'll go right away."

The cashier bar was next to the door, Xiao Wu went to the bar and handed the money in, and when she turned her head, she saw Mao Linsen and the fat man walking in. Seeing that she had put the money in, Mao Linsen frowned, didn't say anything, and sat down with her in the booth.

Song Jiaqi put the recipe in front of him, "Master Mao, you can order food." ”

Mao Linsen said: "Fat people don't eat goose and cabbage, and everything else is free." ”

Song Jiaqi opened the recipe, read two pages, looked up and wanted to ask Xiao Wu's opinion, but saw her looking at herself with blank eyes, waiting for her to make an idea, so she said to the waiter: "Introduce your signature dish." ”

The waiter said that the white cut chicken, honey barbecued pork, and crispy roast pork introduced five or six dishes in one go, and she said, "Can you have one of the same?" Master Mao. ”

Mao Linsen nodded, "Yes, that's all." ”

The waiter placed an order with the order and left with a smile.

Song Jiaqi said: "Master Mao, Xiao Wu can't order, you teach her." ”

Sure enough, he said patiently: "Ordering food is very simple, order signature dishes at unfamiliar restaurants, order your favorite dishes at familiar restaurants, and then mix meat and vegetables." ”

Xiao Wu said: "Brother Lin, it's my first time to have a treat, and I'm really worried that I won't be able to do it well. ”

The fat man said, "Brother Lin, what are you polite about?" ”

Mao Linsen said: "Xiaopang is right, you and I don't have to be polite. ”

"Oh." Xiao Wu is beautiful in her heart.

Song Jiaqi pushed her, "You just took the money, go wash your hands, the food is coming." ”

Xiao Wu got up and went to the bathroom, Song Jiaqi turned his head and asked Mao Linsen: "Master, do you have a girlfriend?" ”

Mao Linsen was stunned, and he said uncertainly: "It shouldn't be, I hurt my head before, and I don't remember some things." ”

"You have amnesia? Oh, my God! I thought only Koreans would have amnesia," Song Jiaqi almost jumped, "but what do you mean by saying that there shouldn't be?" ”

"It's been more than two months since I was injured, and no woman has come to see me."

"That's no, you see how good a girl Xiao Wu is, you think about it."

Mao Linsen was stunned again, and was about to answer, but Song Jiaqi waved his hand: "Alas, forget it, don't worry, your amnesia can be big or small, wait for your head to get better, anyway, you just want to be Xiao Wu's brother." ”

The corners of Mao Linsen's and the fat man's mouths twitched at the same time.

Xiao Wu came back and saw Mao Linsen with a tense face, but the fat man was holding back his voice and laughing with half of his face covered, and his chubby body was shaking.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

Mao Linsen looked at her and asked, "Do you care about my amnesia?" ”

Xiao Wu said unexpectedly: "You, amnesia?" ”

Mao Linsen persistently asked, "Do you care?" ”

"Of course not, but what have you forgotten?"

"What you don't want to remember, you forget." Mao Linsen said lightly.

"Wow," Song Jiaqi said, "Is this selective amnesia?" I want it too. ”

Xiao Wu looked at her and asked strangely, "What do you want to forget?" ”

"I want to forget about two ex-boyfriends."

“……”

Song Jiaqi said: "Master Mao, you said that this man is my true destiny now, and I also think that it is, I am very nervous about him, and I have never been so nervous about a man." ”

"What does he do?" Xiao Wu asked.

"He co-opened a bar, and after dinner, let's go to the bar and have fun, and you can meet him."

"Bar?" Xiao Wu couldn't help but look at Mao Linsen, he nodded, and she said, "Okay, go and meet." ”

Xiao Wu's dependence on him made him very useful, and his face softened slightly.

When the dishes came up, several people chatted while eating, and sure enough, the signature dishes of a store were extraordinary.

Mao Linsen said that he wanted to try it in the Nova Era to see if he could become their feng shui master, "The more Chinese people who are exiled abroad, the more they believe in feng shui, and the treatment and status of being able to become a feng shui master of such a large company are not the same." ”

"Yes, yes," Song Jiaqi said: "My classmate went to work in Hong Kong, and said that Hong Kong people have a deep belief in feng shui, whether it is moving, decorating or getting married, they have to ask a feng shui master to see the day, and rich people have their own special feng shui masters, and the price is sky-high." ”

"Brother Lin, you must be able to do it, I believe you are a real feng shui master."

Suddenly, a mocking sneer rang out from a young girl, "Feng Shui master? Just him? ”

A young girl with blond hair and an exploding head stood up from the booth behind Xiao Wu and walked to their table.

"Master Mao, long time no see," she approached Mao Linsen with a disdainful and aggressive expression, "You won't really forget me, will you?" You TM slept with me for two years, and within a few days of breaking up, you lost your memory? Do you think you're an actor? It's really good at acting! ”