Royal flower city

Text]Chapter 98 You eat noodles and I drink soup

Leng Jinghua stood alone in the compound.

Looking at the direction of Kang Ying's departure with his eyes empty, his mood has not calmed down for a long time. It seems that the peaceful days are about to stir up ripples again.

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Leng Jinghua finally regained his composure, and sighed, "Since it's inevitable, let's face it directly!" Then he turned and walked towards the big house.

As soon as he entered the hall, he called out to a maid who was wiping the furniture: "Aunt Wu"

Hearing the master's call, Aunt Wu hurriedly stopped what she was doing, bowed slightly, and asked, "What's the master's order?"

Leng Jinghua said: "Go and call the young master down, I have something to ask him."

"Yes."

Leng Jinghua went to the chair in the hall and sat down. When he saw the teacup on the table, he suddenly thought of Kang Yinglai again, and he couldn't help but sigh again.

After a while, there was a sound of hurried steps downstairs from upstairs.

The young and energetic Leng Chenfeng quickly came to Leng Jinghua, sat down where Kang Ying had been sitting just now, and asked, "Dad, what do you want from me?"

"How much do you know about Huang Fei?" Leng Jinghua asked. "Besides knowing that he is very skilled, do you know anything else?"

"Why did you suddenly ask this?" Leng Chenfeng asked suspiciously. "I've only met Brother Huang twice so far, so I don't really know him well."

"Oh." Leng Jinghua was deeply suspicious, and said to himself: "It seems that this person's identity is quite mysterious." According to the information obtained, he is a character who appeared suddenly, with no background or backing, just relying on Chen Tianhao's son-in-law is well-known, but seeing him and Xie Yun together yesterday should have a deep friendship, what ability does he have to attract Xie Yun to associate with him?

"Dad, what's the matter?" Leng Chenfeng asked suspiciously: "Is there something wrong with Brother Huang? I think he's pretty good!"

"It's okay." Leng Jinghua said. "Can you ask him out for me? I want to talk to him."

In front of a century-old noodle shop.

There was a lot of voices, and there was an endless stream of people coming and going.

"Boss, how much is a bowl of noodles?" Huang Fei asked standing in front of the noodle shop.Since the rescue of Yan, a confidante, has to be said to be an exciting thing.

After waking up in the morning, he was refreshed, and when he was in a good mood, his spirit naturally improved, so he got up early and went to the street to buy breakfast for Yan.

"25 yuan a bowl." The fat boss in a white coat said while he was busy paying the bill. The business is booming.

"Damn!" Huang Fei exclaimed, "Didn't it all cost 15 yuan before? When did it become so expensive?"

"Guest officer, recently green onions are selling for 5 yuan a piece. If we don't increase the price, we will drink the northwest wind." The boss said helplessly.

"But" Huang Fei looked at the bowls of the guests who were eating noodles, and said. "What does this have to do with your noodles? I haven't seen green onions in your noodles!"

"This..." the boss paused for a moment and suddenly said angrily: "Boy, are you here to eat noodles or to find fault? If you can't afford it, go to another place." I hate this kind of guy who pretends to be rich when he has no money.

Seeing the boss's expression and words, Huang Fei was immediately unhappy, took out 5 yuan and said proudly: "Give me a bowl, and I don't need to look for the money." Now that he is a billionaire, there is no need to pay for a few dollars It's not worth arguing with others.

Seeing that it was a rich man who returned the tip, the boss immediately smiled and said flatteringly: "Guest officer, I was the one who didn't know Taishan just now, please forgive me, I am a century-old brand here, I will definitely satisfy you. Please please .”

"Give me another package." Huang Fei said, he walked towards the dining table with his chest out, who said he gave you a tip?

With a bang, Huang Fei heard the sound of someone falling.

In the People's Hospital.

Huang Fei pushed open the door of the ward with the plastic bag containing the bowl of noodles, and said with a smile on his face, "Dear Yan'er, I brought you breakfast."

After entering the door, she found that Yan had already woken up and was standing in front of the window staring at the courtyard.After she came in, she didn't turn around to respond, and she didn't know what was so interesting about it?

"You are lucky, this is my love noodle soup made by myself!" Huang Fei said shamelessly, and then put the bowl of noodles on the table not far from the hospital bed.

As soon as the plastic bag was unwound, the aroma of steaming noodle soup immediately filled the room, making your index finger move.

"Wow! It's so delicious, come and eat it." Huang Fei took a deep breath and said, pretending to be very delicious and enjoying it.

Sure enough, as soon as Yan smelled the aroma of the noodle soup, her stomach growled in disbelief, so she turned around and walked towards the table.

She has a long and soft shawl, her eyes are as clear as water, bright and clean, her complexion is ruddy, and she looks radiant. She seems to be in good health. Wearing white hospital clothes not only does not reduce her beauty, but looks more pure and flawless, charming.

Huang Fei held her hand very gently, and said, "Your mental state is good, and you should be discharged from the hospital soon."

Yan said lightly: "I didn't get hurt there in the first place."

"When the doctor thinks you're all right, I'll go through the discharge procedures for you." Huang Fei opened the stool for her to sit down, and said with a smile, "You sit and eat slowly, and I'll pour you a glass of water." Turn around and walk to the drinking fountain next to you.

Yan picked up the disposable chopsticks, pushed aside the paper bag, suddenly frowned slightly, then opened the plastic bag that wrapped the bowl of noodles in doubt, and looked at it. After knowing the result, she immediately smiled coquettishly. If Huang Fei saw it, she would definitely be killed Fascinated.

After a while, Huang Fei came over with a water glass, put it gently in front of her eyes, pulled out a chair and sat opposite her, and said with a smile, "How is it? My cooking skills are comparable to a master's?"

Yan glanced at Huang Fei and said, "Remember not to use bags and chopsticks with trademarks next time." After finishing speaking, she continued to eat noodles with her head down, ignoring Huang Fei's surprised expression.

"" Huang Fei was at a loss for words, rolled his eyes, and quickly said: "I specially learned this from a master at a century-old shop. After eating at his place this morning, I just borrowed his ingredients, but I did it myself. Yes." I thought: Why are you so careless, I don't know if she believes it or not.

Yan didn't respond to this question, she wasn't used to talking too much while eating.

silence.

The room fell silent instantly.

Huang Fei didn't bother her anymore, just watched her every move quietly, as if he had returned to the scene when they were eating noodles at a street stall, that time was pure and beautiful.

Huang Fei suddenly laughed foolishly, and couldn't help saying: "Yan'er, do you still remember the story about eating noodles?"

"Eh?" Yan stopped his hands, raised his head and asked in doubt, "What's the story about eating noodles?"

Seeing her finish eating, Huang Fei hurriedly took out a pack of tissues and handed them to her. She took out one and gently wiped her lips. The movements were graceful, soft and charming, which completely made people ignore that she was still a strong woman.

Huang Fei recalled affectionately, and said: "You told me this. Once there was a couple, because the family was poor and didn't have enough money to eat, so they could only eat a bowl of noodles for each meal, and the husband had to go out to work, so the wife would always eat He only drank the soup and left the noodles for his husband. After many years, the man finally became rich, but unfortunately his wife died of stomach cancer. To commemorate his wife, he would leave the soup every time he ate noodles.”

Listening to this familiar story, Yan's eyes gradually became blurred, and her heart seemed to be touched a little, but she couldn't completely sort out the blurred clues.

Seeing that Yan seemed to be trying to remember, Huang Fei continued: "Since then, you like to drag me to eat noodles, but every time you eat noodles and I drink soup, you say it's easy to let me go. People are touched." After he finished speaking, he smiled wryly, the girl who had only yearned for the future had grown up, and even forgot the past of the two of them.

Yan froze for a moment, looked down at the bowl of noodles on the table, recalled the process of eating noodles just now, and realized that she had never had a mouthful of soup. At that time, she silently felt that the soup was to be reserved for someone. move.

At this moment, Huang Fei's cell phone rang.

"Which ignorant guy is it again?" Huang Fei angrily took out his mobile phone, interrupting him every time he was just getting into the conversation with Yan.

Huang Fei picked up the phone and looked at it. It was an unfamiliar number. He didn't mind that Yan was in front of him, so he directly connected and asked, "Who is it?"

"Brother Huang?" Leng Chenfeng's voice came from the phone.

"I am." Huang Fei asked curiously, "Is there anything you can do with me? How did you get a phone number?" It seems that I didn't give him a phone number?

"It's not important, my dad wants to see you." Leng Chenfeng said.For a person of Leng Jinghua's status, it is not easy to know a person's phone number.

Huang Fei thought about it again, and said: "Okay, tell me the address." It seems that it's time for everyone to show their cards.

After Leng Chenfeng finished giving the address, the two hung up the phone, Huang Fei looked at Yan and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, it seems I have to be busy again."

"Is there anything I can do for you?" Yan said,

"Of course." Huang Fei said with a smile: "But it's not now, you should rest in peace and recuperate first."

Yan nodded silently, but it didn't help him suddenly felt a sense of loss in his heart.Please remember the URL, if you like to see "The City of Royal Flowers" written by Lan Chun