Although it is very late at this time, it is still so prosperous in this night market. They can't drive their car inside. They can only park on the temporary parking lane at the intersection outside the night market.

Mo Beiqing followed Rong Jingge closely and didn't appear directly in front of him. For the sake of Qin Yuxiao and the children, Rong Jingge may be too hungry, so he will come here to eat.

Rong Jingge stared at his mobile phone as he walked. On the wechat of his mobile phone, there was a location sent to him by Qin Yuxiao, which was the address of Liu Ji wonton.

They walked for a long time on the street of the night market. In the places passed by, there are many snacks sold by vendors. Rong Jingge didn't plan to lock which one to eat.

Until not far away, where there was a long line, Rong Jingge stopped.

There were more than a dozen people in that team, all of whom came for Liuji wonton. But Liu Ji wonton window, only an old couple. If you are busy, you can't supply it. But in order to eat, the authentic Liuji wonton had to wait at the door.

Qin Yuxiao specifies that he wants to eat Liu Ji's wonton. Even if Rong Jingge doesn't want to wait in line, he can only line up at the end of the line.

Although there are many people in the streets of the night market, the air is very cold. Mo Beiqing just blew the air conditioner in the car. When she got off, she forgot to wear her coat. It's really cold at the moment. She wanted to go back to the car to get her coat, but she didn't want to miss it. The Rongjing grid here.

Even if she didn't dare to go to him, just so silently, standing not far from him and watching him quietly, it was also an alternative enjoyment.

As time went by, the people who had lined up to buy wonton had left a lot with wonton. Finally, there are two people left.

Smelling the smell of wonton, Mo Beiqing didn't eat at night. She was very hungry. He choked hard and swallowed the saliva in his throat.

"Hello, I want to buy one or two wonton and need to pack it away." finally, it's Rong Jingge's turn. He stood at the window and said to the old couple inside.

"Sorry, today's wonton has been sold out. My wife and I will clean up and go home later. If necessary, please come back tomorrow." the old woman explained with a smile to Rong Jingge.

"My sister is in hospital. Now she especially wants to eat your Liuji wonton. I've been waiting in line here for a long time. Please help me make another bowl. No matter how much the price is." Rong Jingge didn't expect that this would happen.

He has been waiting here for nearly 40 minutes. If he comes back empty handed, isn't Qin Yuxiao hungry tonight.

"I'm really sorry. Our wonton is packed in cash every day. I also want to make you a bowl, but there are no raw materials." the old man also explained to Rong Jingge. "Now we have no wonton except wonton soup, shrimp and laver."

Rong Jingge's face was full of disappointment, but he couldn't force the old couple. They have explained clearly enough that if he wants to force again, it is his own fault.

"Is there a merchant selling raw materials nearby? If I can buy it, can you make a bowl for me?" Rong Jingge wanted to hold the last glimmer of hope. Before the couple could speak, they immediately said, "my sister is really in hospital. She just wants to eat your Liuji wonton. Please."

"Well, there is a special place to buy wonton skin on the left. You can go and have a look. Are they closed now?"

"OK, wait for me and I'll be back soon." Rong Jingge smiled happily, thinking that the old man would be willing to help him once if he said such a thing.

He ran eagerly towards the place the old man said.

However, he just ran there and saw that the shopkeeper was ready to close.

"Wait a minute..." Rong Jingge pushed the door panel and said eagerly, "boss, I want to buy a wonton skin."

"No, it's sold out." the male boss stared at him and replied.

"I'll give you money, and you can make another one for me. All this money can be given to you." Rong Jingge took out hundreds of dollars from his wallet.

"Why are you crazy tonight? I don't even have flour. How can I sell it to you?" the male boss pushed Rong Jingge away from his hand holding the money. "I want to earn your money, but I can't give you wonton skin. Come back tomorrow." while talking, he subconsciously stroked the flour on his face and patted the flour stained white on his head.

Rong Jingge reluctantly stepped back and listened to the male boss. He could only do so.

Without flour and wonton skin, the old couple couldn't make wonton.

As the saying goes, a skillful woman cannot drink without rice.

Rong Jingge asked about other businesses in the night market. There are several wonton shops here, but their business is not very good. They have closed for a long time.

After Rong Jingge left, Mo Beiqing hiding in the corner came out slowly.

Mo Beiqing is full of flour. She looks embarrassed, but she is no better than the male boss.

Just before Rong Jingge came here, Mo Beiqing had bought the only remaining wonton skin in the male boss's shop.

It's not so much buying as hard robbing. After robbing, he gave the male boss some money. Only because the rest of the wonton skins were sent by the male boss to other families.

The woman who bought wonton said that Liu Ji had only three wontons. In other words, even if Rong Jingge waited until the end, he could not buy wonton. So she thought of buying raw materials for the old couple and asked them to make one for her.

Although the old couple made a rule that they would not sell any more when they sold out their cash wrapped wonton every day. But their hearts are very kind. Occasionally there are exceptions, such as seeing Mo Beiqing, who made himself so embarrassed in order to help Rong Jingge buy wonton. They still promised to make two more copies for her using the raw materials.

Mo Beiqing knew that Rong Jingge came here to buy wonton for Qin Yuxiao. Worried that Rong Jingge had nothing to eat, she asked the old couple to make two. I wanted to have one myself. Unfortunately, there was wonton skin, but there was no wonton filling.

"Girl, your boyfriend is lucky to have a girlfriend like you. We won't charge you for these two bowls of wonton today. Take it back to eat." the old woman smiled and handed the prepared wonton to Mo Beiqing.

"Thank you." Mo Beiqing protected the two bowls of wonton and grinned. Her face was white. Two rows of neat teeth were also integrated with the white flour on her face.

Instead of giving the money directly to the old couple, she put it under the chopstick basket in front of the window.

Rong Jingge didn't drive back to the hospital fast. Maybe he was lost and didn't buy wonton for Qin Yuxiao.

And Mo Beiqing, who chased him back to the hospital, drove quite fast. As soon as she got out of the car, she handed the wonton in her hand to a guard in the hospital and asked him to take her place and send the wonton to Rong Jingge's hand.

"Mr. Rong."

Rong Jingge, waiting for the elevator, listened to someone calling him and instinctively looked back at the man.

"Mr. Rong, this is a courier who just sent Liuji wonton. He said Mr. Rong wanted to buy Liuji wonton. He sent it specially for you."

"Courier?" he didn't call a courier, and Liu Ji's old couple said that their wonton had been sold out.

"Yes, Liu Ji's old couple also asked the courier to paraphrase a few words. It was really touching to see Mr. Rong go to buy wonton late at night for his sister. These two bowls of wonton should be given to you by them."

The guard is very smart. In order to earn some extra money from Mo Beiqing, we have to ask Rong Jingge to accept these two bowls of wonton.

"Thank you." Rong Jingge took the two bowls of wonton and immediately entered the elevator.

On the fast food packing box, there are also four words "Liu Ji wonton". This wonton is authentic Liu Ji, and there should be nothing wrong with it.

Rongjing geben thought Qin Yuxiao in the ward was asleep, but when he went in, she sat by the bed,

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