Professor Wen's little Jiaojiao is sweet and soaring

Chapter 34 Don't Envy Couples Kissing on the Street Corner, Only Envy Old People Walking Holding Hands at Sunset
Han Li staggered along the long and narrow passage.

Once upon a time, he would be hurt by mere feelings, obviously at first he just thought Xiao Jiu was interesting.

"Boss"

The first subordinate looked flustered, and hurriedly said, "More than a dozen policemen came outside, saying that the boss is suspected of disrupting society and wants to detain him."

By the time he said that, the police had arrived not far away.

Han Li watched the police approaching him step by step, and suddenly laughed.

An hour ago, he was still in heaven, and an hour later, he was in hell.

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Qingyun Hotel was completely dispersed due to the arrival of the police.

Most of the people who came to Qingyun Hotel had something dirty and couldn't stand the investigation.

hundreds of meters away.

"In a better mood?" Wen Jin looked at a stall in front of him.

An old man was selling wontons at the stall, and there were many customers.

In just a few minutes, a bowl of steaming chaos is out of the pot.

Not long after, the old man's wife came over, and after a few words, they sold Chaos together.

Although it is hard work, the smiles on the faces of the old man and the old woman are the most precious thing.

How many people can love each other until they grow old like them.

Jiang Ning also looked at the stall, twisting the beads.

"Miss Jiang, are you hungry?" Wen Jin suddenly asked.

"Not hungry."

Wen Jin was not annoyed when she got rejected, "But I'm hungry."

Jiang Ning was silent and walked towards the stall.

Wen Jin, who was one step behind, bent her lips and followed.

"Little girl, do you want to eat wontons?" The old man is old and his eyesight is not very good. Apart from being a girl, he can't tell anything else.

"Hello, here are two bowls of wontons." Wen Jin paid the money and found a booth by the way.

Disposable chopsticks, a small table, and chili oil in a bottle.

The wontons were cooked quickly. Wen Jin doesn't like spicy food very much, but he can accept it. He only put a small spoonful of chili oil.

On the other hand, Jiang Ning didn't put anything in, just ate it with the original soup.

Even so, the wontons were still delicious.

A little hot, but that's okay.

"Isn't Professor Wen uncomfortable?" Jiang Ning continued to eat, as if the person who asked was not her.

Wen Jin was fascinated by the deliciousness of the wontons, and froze when she heard the question.

"It's not hard."

"Why didn't you stop me?"

"I closed my eyes and couldn't see."

That's the end of the conversation.

At the booth, the old woman smiled and looked at the men and women eating wontons not far away.

Feeling that she wasn't laughing enough, the old woman stabbed her old man.

"Hey, old man, quickly see if they look like when we were young."

The old man wore glasses, listened to his old lady, tried hard to see the appearance of men and women, but unfortunately he still couldn't see clearly.

"How is it? I was much younger than him when I was young, okay?" The old man was talking, but the movements of his hands remained the same.

"I don't agree with what you said. I was so blind when you were young that I was able to see you." Although the old woman spoke with disgust, her eyes could not hide her love.

The old woman's words were not pleasant, but the old man responded with a good temper, "Yes, yes, thank goodness you are blind, otherwise I would not be able to marry you."

A little girl passing by looked at the old couples at the stall, and suddenly felt a little envious, although she hadn't had a boyfriend yet, let alone married.

But this does not affect the envy of the little girls.

How rare it is to grow old together.

It’s not like there is a saying that I don’t envy couples kissing on street corners, but only old people walking hand in hand at sunset.

Seeing the little girl who had been standing in front of the stall for a long time, the old man called kindly, "Little girl, do you want to eat wontons?"

The little girl smiled, "A bowl of wontons, thank you."

(End of this chapter)