The national goddess she overturned

Chapter 1050 Follow me, a poor boy
"My daughter-in-law is disobedient, she will be good after being tied to the bed and sleeping a few more times." The uncle smoked a cigarette in a vicissitudes of life, and taught Jiang Ting his experience like an elder.

Jiang Ting smiled even wider, and looked down at her, "I need to sleep more."

Song Mei hit him, obviously that punch was not powerful, more like flirting.

Jiang Ting laughed out loud, stopped chatting with the uncle, and patted her head, "Would you like noodles?"

"Don't eat!" Song Mei angrily walked ahead, went up the stairs, and walked into a restaurant.

Jiang Ting walked in after him.

It happened to be meal time, and the small restaurant was full of people, most of them were tanned men, speaking with a local accent, smoky, and cigarette butts scattered on the dirty floor.

As soon as the two walked in, they immediately attracted the attention of most people in the restaurant, looking from head to toe.

Song Mei was used to being surrounded by people, so she raised her head, looked at the greasy wall, and slightly frowned.

Jiang Ting glanced at her, "The restaurants around here are all the same, why don't you drive to the city?"

"No need, let's go here." Song Mei found an empty seat and sat down, picked up the menu wrapped in plastic film, "Lanzhou...beef ramen?"

Jiang Ting laughed at her, "Don't you not eat noodles?"

Song Mei looked at the menu. Apart from noodles, there were also porridge, scallion pancakes and cold dishes.

"I haven't eaten it, I want to try it." She raised her eyes, tapped on a dish name with her slender fingers, and said weakly, "... Is it okay to add another plate of this?"

Jiang Ting glanced at the cheap menu and frowned, "Are you afraid that I will starve you?"

"I have no money, no mobile phone, and now you are my benefactor, I have to listen to you, or I will starve." Song Mei took a paper towel to wipe off the grease on the table, and threw it in the trash can.

Jiang Ting: "..."

I went to report the name of the dishes to the proprietress, Jiang Ting came over and sat down opposite her, "I will go to the city later and buy you a mobile phone. I called the insurance company in the morning, and the car has been towed away."

"En." Song Mei responded, looking at the faces around her.

After a while, the proprietress came over with steaming noodles and chatted enthusiastically, "Are you two from other places?"

Jiang Ting replied simply, "Yes, come here for a tour."

The noodles in clear soup on the table are very generous, with a marinated egg, sprinkled with chopped green onions, and a few thin slices of beef floating on top.

Song Mei picked up a pair of chopsticks, lowered her head and began to eat carefully.

The restaurant was full of people, and occasionally a man with a rough voice mixed genital dirty words into his ears, Jiang Ting raised his eyes to see her reaction.

Song Mei didn't hear it, she focused on eating noodles, and in just one night, the delicate young lady seemed to be different.

"It's delicious." She raised her head and met his gaze suddenly, "Why don't you eat it?"

Jiang Ting picked up the chopsticks and asked with a normal expression, "Have you ever been to this kind of place before?"

Song Mei put all the beef in his bowl, and said softly, "I have been sketching all over the world, and I have traveled to various corners, and I have seen worse environments than this, not to mention..."

Glancing at the beef in the bowl, Jiang Ting looked up at her, "What?"

Song Mei leaned over and leaned closer to him, "If I'm too delicate, you'll probably dislike me. Since I've made up my mind to wander with you, I have to learn to adapt to the harsh environment."

Jiang Ting was stunned for a few seconds, and looked at her playfully, "Do you think it will be hard for a poor boy like me?"

(End of this chapter)