When the old lady came in, I saw that her whole back had been bent into an arched bridge, and her feet were spread like crabs.

Bones can become like this, which is basically caused by heavy physical work.

Looking at it this way, this is also a miserable person.

Xiaobai covered his nose with one hand, lowered his head and muttered, "Brother, this smell is too big."

I quietly patted him on the leg to keep him silent.

For this kind of down-and-out person, if you can help, you can help, and if you can't help, don't dislike it, this is a matter of respect.

"Can you give me food?"

The old lady's request was very simple, it happened that we were also eating, and I just wanted to talk, but I still shut up and looked at Uncle Xianya.

The elders are here, and I don't have to speak.

"It's just right, it's a common meal, let's eat together."

Uncle Ya generously extended an invitation, and the old lady hurriedly waved her hand: "I smell a lot on my body, it's good here."

As she spoke, the old lady took the initiative to squat down at the base of the wall and tugged hard at her broken sack.

Uncle Ya didn't say much, turned around and went into the back hall, took out a new pair of dishes and chopsticks, filled the food himself, and handed it to the old lady.

"Eat, old lady."

The old lady looked at the steaming rice and shook her head vigorously, "I want to eat dumplings."

Uncle Ya's hand was stunned in mid-air, and I was stunned.

If you want food, you can't be hungry, this old lady is good, and she orders directly when she enters the door.

"Okay."

Uncle Ya patiently put the dishes and chopsticks back and whispered to the guy.

"San'er, go to the door and buy some."

"I want to eat the bun."

The old lady was simply shocked to be able to say such a sentence.

Ji Canghai stood up suddenly, and Uncle Ya immediately turned around and pressed him down.

"Do as she says."

Uncle Ya pouted at San'er: "There should be meat filling in the back kitchen, let's wrap some of it."

San'er nodded reluctantly, lifted the curtain and went in.

The old lady just smiled and didn't say much.

I turned around and lowered my voice, "How can you agree to such an unreasonable request?"

"There are so many delicious things, why do you want to eat dumplings?" Uncle Ya pointed at the old lady with his chin: "Probably homesick in a foreign land."

"Once a person is old, he is actually quite pitiful, his body is no longer good, and he has no children, so if he can help, he can help him."

I tilted my head and glanced at Uncle Ya, and he just looked at the old woman at the door in a daze, with an indescribable emotion hidden in his eyebrows.

I suddenly felt that Uncle Ya was talking about her, and it was also himself.

San'er's movements were very quick, and it only took about half an hour to touch them, and the hot dumplings were already served.

Uncle Ya nodded at the old lady: "Old sister-in-law, you eat slowly, and sleep here when you are full."

"I won't be with you."

For this plate of dumplings, San'er's face was obviously dissatisfied.

It's no wonder that who wants to make dumplings in the middle of the night?

"Click!"

He slammed the wall switch, and most of the teahouse fell into darkness, leaving only a small dim lamp in the front hall.

"Waste of electricity."

San'er threw out a sentence impatiently, and turned to go upstairs.

Looking at Xiaobai, who was yawning all the time, I yelled at him, "You can go to sleep too."

When he went upstairs, only me and Ji Canghai were left on the first floor, as well as the old lady who was feasting.

The old lady almost held the plate in her arms, and her other withered hand was bent into a hook, her mouth pressed against the plate, and her hand slid rapidly.

The dumplings were obviously very hot, but she was not affected in the slightest.

What's even more weird is that she barely has to chew when she eats, and the dumplings with ingots are in her mouth and swallowed them one by one.

Ji Canghai asked in a low voice, "How long have you been hungry?"

I stared at the old lady carefully, then turned my head and responded, "Something is wrong."

"How?"

"If you don't eat for a long time, your throat and eyes will be dry, and you have to choke on porridge, so it's impossible to swallow such a big dumpling."