The ancient god emperor in the city

Chapter 45 A Bowl of Incense
"Boy, you're back." The uncle remained expressionless, continuing to wave the worn-out plantain fan and watching the replay of the game.

"You're back, Huang Tian?"

A memory in Zhao Chen's mind was fleeting, but it was forgotten immediately.

"Zhao Chen, what are you doing, aren't you hungry?" Tang Wan'er poked Zhao Chen's arm a few times.

Zhao Chen was taken aback for a moment, and came back to his senses.

"Let's go, I'll take you to eat authentic beef noodles." Zhao Chen seemed to smell the aroma, and grabbed Tang Wan'er's little hand.

Tang Wan'er did not resist.

But not long after walking, Tang Wan'er saw a construction team in the open space, and the ground still smelled of blood. There was a battle here, and it was here that Wang Feng was killed, although she forgot.

"It's all over, don't think about it."

Zhao Chen also poked Tang Wan'er's arm.

"It hurts, I didn't think about it, I just feel that Wang Feng... is really pitiful." Tang Wan'er turned around lightly, and Zhao Chen took her little hand and walked towards a nearby street.

Tang Wan'er wanted to break free, but Zhao Chen had too much strength, she pouted her mouth, a little reluctantly, it's not good to be seen by others.

This is known as Linhai University Food Street, and some shops have a history of hundreds of years.

Standing outside a quaint beef noodle shop, the aroma that hits the face is simply tempting.

"A bowl of incense!"

Zhao Chen couldn't help smiling, the signboard was still there.

"Let's go."

Zhao Chen walked in with Tang Wan'er, school was not over yet, and there was not a single customer in the store.

"Ma'am, bring us two bowls of beef noodles, put more beef." Zhao Chen yelled, feeling like going back in time.

A young girl came out.

"Who are you calling aunt..." The little girl was only eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing an apron, she looked very immature, a typical little lolita, only 1.6 meters...

Zhao Chen was taken aback for a moment, more than ten years have passed, and the little baby back then has grown up like this.

"Pervert, what are you looking at?" The little girl hastily covered her chest.

"Xiaohui, aren't you going to school?" Zhao Chen asked, the little girl's eyes trembled, she looked so familiar, how could this voice be possible.

"You are Uncle Zhao Chen?" In the little girl's memory, Zhao Chen is exactly the same as ten years ago, which is impossible.

Tang Wan'er almost laughed, Uncle Zhao Chen?But a little displeased, Zhao Chen, a big pervert, glanced at his chest unnaturally.

"It's me, how have you been all these years?" Zhao Chen felt a trace of helplessness in the eyes of the little girl. Could it be that something happened?
"It's okay, is this your girlfriend?" Xiaohui looked at Tang Wan'er, she was dressed very casually, so beautiful...

Tang Wan'er was very embarrassed and didn't know how to answer.

Zhao Chen said with a smile: "This is Miss Tang, I am her bodyguard now."

"Bodyguard?" Xiaohui nodded, a little surprised.

Tang Wan'er didn't say a word, but Zhao Chen spoke for him.

"Uncle Zhao Chen... Brother? I'll make noodles for you, it will be ready in a while." Xiaohui walked to the noodle rolling table and started pulling noodles.

The way of rolling the noodles has not changed from before, the uncle and the aunt are not there, only Xiaohui is alone?

Zhao Chen walked to Xiaohui's side.

"Brother Zhao Chen, let's sit down, there is flour, it's not good to stick to your body." Xiaohui glanced at Zhao Chen, and continued rolling the dough.

The technique is great and got the true biography.

"Is the aunt not here today?" Zhao Chen still asked.

Xiaohui stopped rolling the noodles and paused for a while.

"My mother went back to her mother's house and took my younger brother, my father went to jail, and I was the only one in the noodle restaurant..."

After finishing talking, continue rolling the noodles.

Things are impermanent, after all, more than ten years have passed.

"Xiaohui, do you still remember what my brother said before?" Zhao Chen didn't know why, but wanted to comfort the little girl. In the past, Zhao Chen had no money, so he ate vegetarian noodles and seldom added beef. A few slices go in.

"forget."

"When you were young, you liked to play pranks. Once, you smashed the glass of the old Wang's house next door, got spanked by your aunt, and hid in the corner crying..."

"Well, I remembered. At that time, brother Zhao Chen took me to the canteen to buy candy. Before taking it away, he said that one day he would eat noodles made by Xiaohui himself, and let me be a strong girl."

Xiaohui said halfway, her eyes almost dropped.

"Don't cry." Zhao Chen was dumbfounded, why do girls cry so much.

Tang Wan'er's face darkened, feeling a little jealous.

"It's okay." Xiaohui held back her tears, rolled out the noodles, and turned on the fire to cook the soup, which took about a while.

The atmosphere is a bit strange.

"Let's sit and chat." Zhao Chen said with a smile, Xiaohui didn't refuse, and sat beside Zhao Chen.

Tang Wan'er and Xiaohui looked at each other the same way.

"My name is Tang Wan'er."

"Cao Xiaohui."

The two little girls were a little shy.

Zhao Chen looked at the layout of the store, and it was no different from before.

"Xiaohui, are you busy enough to come here alone?" In the past, during the peak period, people had to be invited.

Xiaohui nodded and said, "It's okay, I'll do it one by one, and they are willing to wait, most of them are regular customers."

"How old is Xiaohui?"

"Nineteen."

Tang Wan'er and Xiaohui looked at each other and smiled, why did Zhao Chen ask these questions like an uncle.

"Do you still remember Pang Dong, Ermao?"

Xiaohui couldn't help laughing.

"Well, of course I remember, you are a trio of hooligans, always bullying my Hua." Xiaohui smiled happily, this feeling has not appeared for a long time.

"Three gangsters, Ah Hua?" Tang Wan'er was confused.

"Don't get me wrong, the hooligan trio is the nickname I gave them, and Ah Hua is my cat." Xiaohui said quickly, lest Tang Wan'er misunderstand.

Tang Wan'er smiled awkwardly, she didn't expect Zhao Chen to have such a past.

"By the way, have they lived all these years?" Zhao Chen missed them. The days when they roamed together, laughed together, and bragged together were perhaps the best times in their lives.

"Uncle Dong came here three years ago to check your whereabouts. Uncle Ermao hasn't seen you for almost ten years. By the way, Brother Zhao Chen, where have you been all these years, and why haven't you changed at all? "Xiaohui suddenly realized that it was a bit mysterious.

Zhao Chen's face darkened.

"Xiaohui, in fact, I have already..."

"Dead?" Xiaohui was taken aback. Is Zhao Chen a ghost?
Zhao Chen knocked on Xiaohui's head.

"Damn it, listen to me. In fact, I have practiced a peerless secret book, and my skills have greatly increased. If there are a hundred ordinary punks, let him knock them down, otherwise I won't be Miss Tang's bodyguard. , remember this secret and don’t talk nonsense.”

Xiaohui couldn't believe it.

"No wonder Brother Zhao Chen is still so young, so can Brother Zhao Chen take Xiaohui as his apprentice? Xiaohui makes beef noodles for you every day." The little girl liked martial arts since she was a child, but she didn't expect it to be true.

Zhao Chen's head went dark, and Xiaohui actually believed it, so what should be done now.

"Sister Xiaohui, Zhao Chen is very busy, I'm afraid I don't have time to teach you." Seeing that Zhao Chen was in a difficult situation, Tang Wan'er smoothed things over for him.

Xiaohui understood that Zhao Chen couldn't help himself.

"Brother Zhao Chen, if you have time, you must come to see Xiaohui. By the way, teach me some martial arts, so I can defend myself. It's not safe here recently. It was blocked last time. I also heard that there are big bugs in the sewer."

(End of this chapter)