A car accident, our family of three crossed

When the two big men heard this, their bodies trembled slightly, and their chests felt like they were burned by something, warm and hot.

They were all soldiers in the army, some were injured, some were disabled. When they had just retired from the army, they often scared passers-by when walking on the street, and were often looked down upon for this.

Even after explanation, when others learned that they were injured and disabled because they fought with the enemy on the battlefield, the people were able to accept it, but no one ever spoke up for these soldiers who were dead, injured or disabled.

But at this moment, someone recognized the price they paid, which was a great spiritual encouragement to these soldiers who were disabled both physically and mentally.

Hang Shuheng saw that the two men were looking at Song Ning excitedly with fiery eyes, and felt a little uncomfortable, so he cleared his throat and changed the subject.

"Please get us something to eat! The child is hungry."

The two men suddenly came to their senses, knowing that they had lost their composure, and quickly responded, "Okay, okay, what would you like to eat? The most distinctive dish of our stall is noodles with soybean paste."

"Then give us three bowls of noodles with soybean paste!"

"Okay, you guys take a break first, have some tea, the noodles will be here later."

While waiting for the noodles to be served, Song Ning looked around the small noodle stall. There were quite a few people coming to eat noodles, and it seemed that the business was good. However, he didn't know whether the noodles tasted authentic.

Qingshuang carried a lot of bags to the place where the carriages were stored, put the things in the carriages, and drove the carriages back to the agreed location as quickly as possible.

Seeing that her master and his family of three were sitting there unharmed, she couldn't help but feel relieved. She tied up the carriage and walked towards them.

As soon as he sat down, Scarface Laoliu came out with three bowls of noodles with soybean paste on a tray. "Here are the noodles with soybean paste! Come and try them. I'm not bragging, but the noodles we make are unique in Beijing. No other restaurant can make this taste like this."

Looking back on the past, in order to make a living, they dragged their injured bodies out to look for work, but no one was willing to hire them with their appearance or physical disabilities. Finally, the brothers got together and decided to set up this small noodle stall.

At first, he only made some simple meat soup noodles and egg soup noodles, and the business was not very ideal. Later, he got the secret recipe of fried noodles with soybean paste, and the business gradually improved.

Today, they have stalls on the four main streets of the capital, and even opened a noodle shop in the mixed area in the north of the city.

Seeing that their noodles with soybean paste were selling well, many of their peers started to copy their recipes. However, no matter how much they copied it, they couldn't get the same taste.

Song Ning listened to him bragging for a while, and wondered in his heart, could this be the recipe that Chu Fang gave them? If Chu Fang was not unexpected, he should be a member of the Chu Family Army. The two stall owners here were also former military personnel, and it is very likely that they were also from the Chu Family Army.

Could it be that the dividends she received from the Beijing city every quarter for the recipe of noodles with soybean paste were drawn from here? The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this possibility was very high.

"Hearing what you said, we should have a good taste."

Song Ning asked for a small bowl, stirred the noodles in the bowl so that the noodles were coated with the sauce, and then took out a small bowl and pushed it in front of Yangyang.

The big bowl was not meant to be divided. The mother and daughter could not finish a whole bowl by themselves, so one bowl was just right for the two of them.

Scarface Laoliu was watching from the side and he began to wonder in his heart, looking at how skillfully they mixed the noodles, it was as if they ate them like this very often.

Under his expectant gaze, the family of three including Qingshuang, took the first bite, chewing slowly and savoring the food carefully.

As soon as she took a sip, the familiar taste confirmed Song Ning's guess that this was indeed her recipe.

The couple looked at each other and didn't intend to say it out loud.

"How does it taste? Is it to your liking?" Scarface Laoliu asked impatiently.

Before the three adults could say anything, Yang Yang said, "It's delicious. It's just as delicious as the one my mother makes."

Children's feelings are the least deceptive. When Lao Liu heard the child say that the dish was delicious, he was so happy that his mouth almost stretched to his ears, and he ignored the key point in the child's words.

"Well, I'm not bragging, am I? Don't underestimate my stall. My noodles are the most authentic in Beijing. It's worth it to come here and eat noodles."

"It's very authentic, no wonder the business is so good. When we want to eat noodles in the future, we will come to your place to eat."

Lao Liu has a fierce look on his face, but he is actually a simple man. After hearing Song Ning's nice words, he smiled so hard that his teeth were showing, and happily went back to work.

After finishing their noodles and sitting for a while, they planned to pay the bill and leave.

Perhaps it was because what Song Ning had just said touched the two stall owners, and they refused to accept the money no matter what.

Hang Shuheng and Song Ning could see that they were sincere and not just pretending to be polite, but they couldn't be really rude, so they quietly put a piece of silver on the table, got on the carriage and left.

By the time the two men discovered it and chased after it with the silver, the carriage had already gone far away.

"Sir, Madam, you gave too much..."

No one knew whether the people in the carriage heard it or not, but there was no response at all. Soon the carriage turned a corner and disappeared into the night.

Seeing that they could not catch up with the carriage, they could only sigh and turn back to the stall.

At this time, a man and a horse rode over from the direction of the city gate. When they arrived in front of the stall, they dismounted, sat down, and shouted, "Sixth Brother, give me a bowl of noodles."

When Lao Liu saw the newcomer, he came up to him cheerfully, "Hey! Young General, why are you coming back to the city so late today? You haven't eaten yet?"

"I've been delayed by something and haven't had time to eat yet. Hurry up and cook some noodles!"

"Okay! Please wait."

Lao Liu quickly cooked the noodles and served them up with a small dish of hot sauce. He knew this gentleman's taste very well.

"The noodles are ready, and here's your hot sauce."

The person who came was none other than Chu Fang, who had just returned from the western suburbs camp outside the city. He poured all the chili sauce in the small dish into the bowl, mixed it with the noodles, and then began to devour it.

He was enjoying his meal and didn't know at the moment that if he had arrived half a quarter of an hour earlier, he would have met Hang Shuheng and his family of three here.

West Street is the only way for him to enter the city. Every day when he comes back from outside the city, he will pass by the noodle stall. Occasionally, when he feels hungry, he will eat a bowl of noodles here before returning to the Duke's Mansion.

After eating the noodles, Chu Fang was not in a hurry to return home. Instead, he rode his horse around for a short circle and came to Xiuying Street, where he stopped for a while in front of the house where Hang Shuheng and others lived.

He had received the news of their arrival in Beijing when they first entered the city.

I had planned to return to the city earlier today so that I could stop by to visit you, but I was delayed for some time by some trivial matters.

It was already late at night, so it was inconvenient to disturb them. Therefore, Chu Fang lingered in front of the door for a while before riding away.