Dragon: "Where do you go to eat at night?" If you don't mind, you can come to my grandma's house to eat."

Zhen Zhibang: "Ah...... Will it disturb her?"

Dragon: "She usually lives alone, but when there are a lot of people, she will be happy."

Zhen Zhibang: "Then let me ask them."

The taro ball came up, she kept bowing her head and sending a message to Meng Shilong, Ye Wanbai knocked her bowl with an iron spoon: "What are you doing?" If you don't eat ice anymore, you're going to melt. ”

"Eh, let me ask you." You Xuezhen raised her head, "Meng Shilong asked us if we would like to go to his grandma's house for dinner in the evening." ”

Yuan Jing sighed twice: "I just said that I just heard his voice, so you have been chatting with him just now?" ”

"It's a matter of whether or not to eat at night."

"It's his grandma's birthday, right?"

"Yes, so I actually think I can go and help the elderly celebrate their birthdays together, it's lively."

Ye Yanbai's mouth hadn't completely swallowed a piece of taro balls, and he quickly said, "Have you forgotten that we have already booked a Christmas restaurant?" ”

You Xuezhen muttered, "I know...... But there's a saying that plans can't keep up with changes. The restaurant also has the opportunity to eat next Christmas, and people's birthdays are over the next year. ”

He was stunned for a while: "...... What does someone else's birthday have to do with you? ”

"Why is it someone else, that's Meng Shilong's grandmother."

"So what is the relationship between Meng Shilong and you?"

The speed of the two people's speech became faster and faster, and the other two had already been silenced, but the afterglow of the dessert in the bowl was watching them quarrel, only Yuan Jing had long been accustomed to the local wars that broke out between the two from time to time, and calmly ate ice in the smoke of gunpowder.

You Xuezhen was very angry when she heard Ye Wanbai's question, and opened her mouth to say: "Friend, don't think that everyone should be as unfriendly as you if you don't treat others as friends!" Besides, you yourself often change your plan, only allowing the governor to set fires and not allowing the people to light lamps? ”

Ye Wanbai's tone was stagnant, and he laughed angrily: "Okay, okay, if you want to go, you can go." Turning to look at the other three, "Do any of you want to go for a birthday, or come with me to the restaurant?" ”

Yuan Jing took the lead in raising her hand and retreated easily: "I have a concert tonight, so I won't eat with everyone." ”

You Xuezhen didn't embarrass the remaining two, and made a decision directly: "I'll go by myself, you and Ye Wanbai will go to the restaurant." ”

She hastily solved the taro round mangbing and left the sugar water shop, and asked Meng Shilong for the address of her grandmother's house.

After taking the subway, the anger of arguing with Ye Wanbai was quickly replaced by the nervousness of going to Meng Shilong's grandmother's house alone, and there was still a layer of unpredictable emptiness floating in his heart. The carriage swayed in the dark, and she stared at the moving billboards outside the subway window, remembering the winter night many years ago.

Grandpa's birthday is also in winter, and it is colder in January. She was too young at the time to have no concept of birthdays, but she remembered that her grandfather would cook a bowl of noodles for herself on that day every year.

He was reluctant to put any ingredients in that bowl of noodles, a poached egg, two green vegetables, and at most half a bag of mustard. But it was inexplicably delicious, and she followed him behind his ass and ate two bites.

In the first winter after her grandfather left, on his birthday, she learned to cook noodles in the kitchen for the first time. A poached egg, two green vegetables, half a bag of mustard, and a lot of grandpa's favorite shrimp. She brought the noodles to her grandfather's room, and the heat drifted up and scattered in the middle of the empty room.

She looked up at the vanishing white mist and didn't take another bite.

But no one else will touch that bowl of noodles.

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The subway stopped at Yau Ma Tei Station, You Xuezhen carried a bag out of the station, and suddenly saw Meng Shilong in the crowd.

He kept turning his head to look at the exit, and suddenly made eye contact with her, running towards her in the crowd.

In the evening in Yau Ma Tei, the sunset was jumping, and the shadow he ran over was chopped by the crowd, like the shadow of the cherry blossoms under the branches of the trees after being chopped by the sun.

He stopped, his eyes lit up: "I didn't expect you to really come!" ”

"Grandma praises me for being beautiful, why don't I have to come." You Xuezhen shook the ingredients in her hand, "I originally wanted to buy cakes, but I felt bad for the old man's health, so I bought some noodles." ”

He looked surprised: "You want to cook?" ”

"Look down on me, huh?" She puffed up her chest, "I can't do anything else, but it's a must to be a longevity noodle." ”

Meng Shilong's eyes bent slightly, and she took the ingredients in her hand: "Okay, then Grandma and I are looking forward to Chef You's longevity noodles." ”

He opened the way in front of her and led her to her grandmother's house, passing by the theater at the corner of the street, she looked up and saw a huge movie poster, the title of which read: Meet on Christmas Eve.

Meng Shilong pointed to the narrow long building diagonally opposite the poster: "It's here." ”

The house is on the third floor and there is no elevator. When he walked up to the second floor, the old man in the photo appeared in the corridor, looking down with a pole probe, looking like a little girl who couldn't wait.

You Xuezhen couldn't help laughing, waved her hand, and said in a loud voice: "Grandma is good!" ”

Grandma smiled: "The real person Zhongliang is on camera, come and go!" ”

You Xuezhen pulled the corner of Meng Slong's clothes: "Grandma is complimenting me for being beautiful?" ”

"Yes."

You Xuezhen was stupidly happy, but she didn't hear Meng Shilong follow behind her, so you can see.

He smiled and looked back.

The two finally went up to the third floor, You Xuezhen was pulled over by her grandmother, and a few words of Cantonese burst out of her mouth one after another, her exhausted vocabulary ran out, and she looked at Meng Shilong for help.

He hurriedly pulled Grandma away: "Don't scare her." ”

Grandma smiled meaningfully, then let go of her, and struggled to squeeze out a sentence in Mandarin: "Good girl, thank you for coming." ”

She welcomed You Xuezhen into the door, and the furnishings of the house were actually roughly glimpsed in the photos sent by Meng Shilong, the house was very small, with two bedrooms and one living room, and tiles and green walls. The corner of the living room is full of all kinds of objects, from miscellaneous items to empty bird cages, flowers, elk carved from turnips, and placed on the coffee table. It should be a deer, You Xuezhen took a look and guessed that it might be carved by Meng Shilong, his hands are really skillful.

The kitchen door was ajar, and the small pot on the stove was simmering with soup, and the smell spread.

You Xuezhen shook the bag in her palm: "Grandma, I will also show you a longevity face!" ”

"I'll help you."

Meng Shilong followed her into the kitchen, and the help he said was just to help the kitchen utensils and spices come out one by one, and he stopped interfering with the rest, and after watching it for a while, he withdrew to accompany Grandma, and handed over the kitchen to her with trust.

You Xuezhen was a little nervous.

It is said to be a must, and the benchmark of comparison is that she is too good at the other recipes she can make, and she must make longevity noodles once a year, which can be regarded as the most practiced.

But in fact, she has never tasted the taste of noodles, and she always leaves them overnight and then throws them away, so she is really worried about the taste.

The three of them sat around the dining table, and the rest of the dishes were all prepared by Meng Shilong, with all the color, flavor, and taste, and the most shabby of them was her bowl of longevity noodles.

Unexpectedly, after eating a chopstick, Grandma ate a second bite in succession, making a sucking sound.

She vaguely praised: "Good food, good girls don't lose their cooking skills compared to our little dragons." ”

Meng Shilong then helped her translate: "She said that it was delicious, and her cooking skills were not lost to me." ”

You Xuezhen laughed, knowing that it was an exaggeration, but it should be considered delicious, and she put down her hanging heart.

As if he was not convinced by this and wanted to verify it himself, Meng Shilong stretched out his chopsticks and took a mouthful of noodles into his bowl: "Let me share a mouthful of jelly." ”

Grandma knocked off his chopsticks and silently moved her face to herself: "This is me." ”

Meng Shilong laughed, You Xuezhen was stunned, this seemed to be another side she had never seen before, laughing wantonly and childishly.

He picked up his chopsticks and ate the noodles in one bite, and before the smile was gone, he went to catch her eyes.

"I'm convinced, it's really delicious."

You Xuezhen looked away, and the chopsticks inadvertently poked the stewed roast fish in front of her.

Grandma ate the bowl of noodles very quickly, got up and said that she couldn't eat it for nothing, and she had to show You Xuezhen a hand.

You Xuezhen hurriedly kept the person: "No need, Grandma, you gave me such a big red apple, and I haven't thanked you yet." ”

Grandma subconsciously: "Apple, apple?" ”

Meng Shilong translated: "She said she didn't care about apples. ”

Grandma was slightly stunned, then reacted immediately, nodded and said yes, patted the back of Meng Shilong's head with one hand, and sighed in her mouth, stupid boy.

You Xuezhen sighed, and the hand holding the chopsticks was sweaty.

Unfortunately, in her barren vocabulary, she could just understand the phrase, "What apple?"

So...... That's not Grandma's gift to her, right?

Chapter 33

At night, Hong Kong Island restaurants are at their busiest.

There is a long queue at the entrance of the online celebrity store, and those who can't book refuse to leave, preferring to spend a lot of time waiting.

Ye Wanbai and the three of them booked a window seat, and they could see the long dragon waiting in the wind.

Zuoqiu looked out the window and said, "This shop is so hot?!" ”

Ye Wanbai said lightly: "You can only book a place two months in advance." ”

"That's kind of rubbing us off!" Zuoqiu looked out heartlessly, "This dish, it tastes even more delicious when I see people lining up to eat it......

Mao Suhe glanced at him, tasted the delicately arranged dishes and said, "But their dishes are really worth queuing up to eat, thanks to Senior Brother." ”

Ye Wanbai bracketed his face, and also looked out the window and smiled: "It's nothing, a good restaurant is only pleasant to eat with people who know how to appreciate it." ”

Mao Suhe choked and didn't know how to answer.

Zuoqiu said, "Senior brother, do you often quarrel with your senior sister?" ”

He nodded absentmindedly.

"Then why are you two so iron?"

“…… No way. He said in a helpless tone, "If you are only one road away from the home of the person next to you, if you have gone to kindergarten together, elementary school, junior high school, high school, college." ”

If the span of this person's life is entangled with you to such a point.

Zuoqiu thought about it hypocritically, and muttered, "That's true, if you don't know it, you have to be cooked." ”

Mao Suhe said with a little envy: "I also want to have a friend who grew up like this, it feels good." ”

"Is it good?" He twisted the newly grown black hair on the top of his head, "Having such a friend actually feels more like this, even if you keep touching up, it will grow again."

Zuoqiu looked confused: "Huh? ”

The waiter served another dish, Ye Wanbai picked up the knife and fork, and said vaguely: "It's very eye-catching." ”

Mao Suhe was dumbfounded: "That's really ......" She paused, "Bad friends." ”

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