After kicking out my ex-husband, his brother and I got back together.

The micro-news message from Yang Jingyi really made Song Mulan feel happy.

Although he couldn't be sure in his heart whether Yang Jingyi had eaten breakfast at this time.

But you always have to try it, just in case you don’t eat it!

After all, his purpose of getting up so early today was actually to sneak around here and create some opportunities to meet.

After all, he has been absent for many years, and now that he has finally been able to develop in the country, he still hopes that Yang Jingyi can take notice of him.

Instead of noticing Qi Shu.

At this time, Song Muran stopped on the roadside and concentrated on replying to Alice Yang You's message.

"You just returned to China and you probably don't know which breakfast restaurant has the best breakfast."

Song Muran raised a smile and continued typing:

"I happen to be buying breakfast nearby. I'll send you the location and take you there to eat."

After considering his words, he licked his lips and sent the text.

Looking at the phone nervously, looking forward to Yang Jingyi's reply.

At this time, Yang Jingyi, who was drinking coffee at the bar, felt a little happy after reading the news.

'Oh, isn't it possible to eat something delicious! '

It just so happened that she missed the domestic soy milk, fried dough sticks, steamed buns, and camellia oil very much.

You can’t eat authentic food abroad.

She replied without thinking:

"Okay! Send me your location."

After finishing her hair, Yang Jingyi quickly went to do some simple makeup.

Song Muran here laughed secretly and was very happy after receiving the answer.

Without saying a word, he continued walking forward.

Less than two hundred meters away is a place where locals eat breakfast.

In an alley, it’s called Lao Li’s soup dumplings!

Then he sent the location to Yang Jingyi, but he was waiting for her at the door.

About ten minutes later, Yang Jingyi came over from the community.

She was wearing a slightly tighter sports casual suit, and her hair was pulled back casually with a clip.

With delicate facial features, the broken hair on both sides of her face floated as she walked.

Song Muran was even a little dazed at that moment.

It was as if he had seen Yang Jingyi whom he met when he was a child. At that time, she also appeared in front of him wearing sportswear.

Yang Jingyi saw Song Muran standing there waiting from a distance, and she looked around curiously.

This place looks very quaint and the streets have a sense of the times.

After the two met, Yang Jingyi said with a smile:

“I didn’t expect that there is such a section of old street hidden near such a prosperous Genting Center.”

She looked at Song Mulan with bright eyes, and Song Mulan returned her smile:

“Because this is the most representative old city appearance in the entire area, no rectification has been carried out.”

Yang Jingyi followed Song Muran into the alley while listening.

Most of the houses in the alleys are homes, and some even have two floors.

The gray brick walls have a mottled look of time, and the decorations at the entrance of some homes are very antique.

After walking two steps, the two of them found a coffee shop or perfume shop run by a young man, as well as a pottery shop.

Song Muran introduced Yang Jingyi and headed towards the breakfast shop.

Yang Jingyi really didn't expect that this place actually had a different kind of cave.

"Wow, these small shops are quite nice, perfect for taking photos and checking in."

Then he raised his head and looked ahead, and saw a bun shop.

Smoke shrouded the door, and the fog was rising. There were three tables and chairs at the door, and there were guests enjoying their breakfast with bowls in hand.

There were customers waiting to fill bags at the door, and the boss opened the steamer to fill them for them.

Loud voices can be heard from far away on the street.

Yang Jingyi had experienced this peaceful market atmosphere six years ago.

Then Song Muran took him to an empty seat and looked at the menu in the store. The menu is also very original, just written in white chalk on a blackboard.

“The soup dumplings are the signature here, and other options include oil tea, soy milk, and fried dough sticks.”

Song Muran looked at Yang Jingyi who was still wandering in her mind.

Seeing that she didn't agree, she was sitting there with unfocused eyes, and it seemed that she was reminded of her childhood.

He smiled again and asked:

"I'll give you some soy milk and fried dough sticks, and a soup dumpling. Just wait for me here."

Only then did Yang Jingyi react and said with a smile:

"Oh, okay, thanks!"

Five minutes later, Song Muran came over with breakfast.

In addition to the soy milk fried dough sticks on a large dinner plate, there were also two cages of steamed buns.

Yang Jingyi looked at the sumptuous breakfast on the table, and her thoughts immediately returned to what she was eating.

There was no time to feel sad, I just wanted to take a sip of soy milk and a bite of fried dough sticks.

She picked up the fried dough sticks and took a bite. Her eyes suddenly lit up and she happily said to Song Muran:

“Their fried dough sticks are just that fluffy and taste like when I was a kid!”

"Sister, I haven't eaten for several years. Today is the right day for you."

Song Muran said with a smile on his face:

"I guess you must miss this taste very much. After all, you still had it when you were a child."

The words almost came out of his mouth, and Yang Jingyi looked at him in surprise.

"What, when you were a kid, what did you say?"

Yang Jingyi asked Song Muran curiously.

I didn't hear it completely just now, but I did hear it.

Song Muran blinked, immediately lowered his eyes, took a sip of soy milk, and said calmly:

"Oh, I said I also loved fried dough sticks and soy milk when I was a kid."

"And it must be eaten soaked in it."

Changing the topic very cleverly, Yang Jingyi suddenly remembered such a situation when she was having breakfast with her parents when she was very young.

"Yes, yes, it must be soaked like this."

"Food is really amazing. When you eat the same taste, you can remember the memories and feelings at that time."

Song Muranjie looked at her with a smile and recalled the memories related to the taste.

We first met at a breakfast shop when we were kids. It seems you still haven’t remembered.

But I will always remember it.

Song Muran watched silently as Yang Jingyi began to complain about foreign food.

Sometimes she also shows cute expressions, although she is very lady-like in the workplace.

But it is also quite cute in life.

Song Muran unconsciously glanced at her twice and found that Alice did not apply heavy foundation on her face.

When she goes out without makeup in the morning, her skin is in particularly good condition, which may be related to her morning exercise.

Just as Song Muran was thinking about it, the cell phone on the table suddenly rang.

Yang Jingyi, who was drinking soy milk, motioned for him to answer the phone.

As soon as Song Muran opened the call, a loud shout came from the other end of the phone:

"Song Muran, when will you come back! We are going to starve to death in the dormitory!"

Song Mulan held the phone to her ear, holding it far away.

Yang Jingyi on the side heard the voice on the phone.

She was thinking:

"It turns out this kid went out to buy breakfast on a mission!"