Survival rules for restaurants: cooking and eating melons at the same time

"You can write letters to grandma. I want to write one." The little boy pointed to the mailbox behind An Qiao.

The old woman patted his hands. "Do you know how to write? You just want to write."

The boy pouted in grievance, "I've told you many times that I can write, it's just you who can't remember clearly."

An Qiao brought a small plate of snacks to the two of them. She wanted to hold them back, "Little friend, can you write? Do I need some paper and pen for you?"

The little boy immediately said excitedly, "I can write, I can write, sister, I have finished learning the Three Character Classic."

The old woman was helpless. She wanted to cover his mouth but failed. "No need, young lady. Our grandson just loves to make trouble. Thank you very much for the snacks. We don't need them, nor the paper and pen. We won't waste your things."

An Qiao smiled, "It's okay, I have a lot of pens and ink here, if he wants to draw or write, just give him one. There's a lot of food too, I only gave him a little bit, otherwise I'm afraid he'd find the tea too bitter."

The old woman wanted to stop it again, but couldn't find a reason, so she swallowed the organization's words.

Qi Tao received the order and made the tea very slowly, boiling the water. "Sir, this is your tea."

The old woman stood up anxiously and tried to take the teapot with both hands.

"Sir, just sit down. It's okay. This is my job." Qi Tao quickly stepped back. On the one hand, she was afraid that this man was really a beggar and she didn't know what weapons he would have on him. On the other hand, she was afraid that it would be bad if he hurt someone.

Seeing Qi Tao refuse, the old lady did not refuse and just sat down.

Qi Tao poured two cups of tea for the old woman and said, "If you need more water, just call me." After saying that, he nodded slightly and stepped back.

An Qiao kept staring at the two of them silently, not daring to leave her sight, for fear that they would run away again if she was not careful.

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On the other side, Jinli drove the carriage directly to Dali Temple. Dali Temple was very familiar with this carriage. When they saw that it was Jinli who opened the curtain, they felt more familiar with it. "Young Master, who are you looking for?"

"Shaoqing, are you there? Shaoqing." Jinli said anxiously.

Before the clerk could reply, Gu Qingyun and his men appeared at the door. "Are you looking for me?"

"An old woman came into the restaurant leading a little boy. The little boy was one of the people drawn by Brother Wuhuan." Jinli immediately and clearly conveyed what Anqiao wanted him to convey.

Gu Qingyun didn't have time to return to the Dali Temple, so he turned around and ran out again. The other people reacted one after another and ran out as well.

Koi let out a long sigh, thinking that would be enough.

"Ding Dong--" the wind chime at the door rang. An Qiao breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the person coming was Gu Qingyun.

The old woman and the little boy were still in the restaurant, so luckily nothing bad happened.

Gu Qingyun moved inside calmly, and when he saw the little boy, he couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

Could it be that the missing children had nothing to do with the Tiandi Cult? Instead, they were scattered somewhere else? Who was this old woman? Could she be Pai Huazi?

The little boy finished writing and babbled, "Girl, girl, I've finished writing. Please put it in the mailbox for me."

An Qiao stood up and put the letter from the little boy into the mailbox. "Okay, this is a secret. I won't read it."

Knowing that An Qiao didn't want to watch, the old couple let out a sigh of relief, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

After a while, the four people from Dali Temple were standing in the restaurant.

"Hello, I'm from the Dali Temple. Is this little boy your grandson?" Gu Qingyun stepped forward and asked first.

The old woman immediately said, "If he is not my grandson, then whose grandson is he?" As she spoke, she hugged the boy. The boy looked at Gu Qingyun indifferently, as if everyone present was a stranger.

"He's your grandson, then why did his parents report him as missing?" Gu Qingyun asked.

"His parents are against me." The old woman responded quickly and swiftly.

"Why are his parents against you? If the child is with you, their report would be a false case. You must arrest them." Gu Qingyun threatened.

"If you want to arrest someone, then arrest them. They must have made up a false case." The old woman said righteously, curling her lips and saying to An Qiao, "You are so immoral, young lady. If you don't want to give me water, then don't give it to me. But you let me in and kept me here, not letting me leave. What is your intention?"

An Qiao didn't say anything, just watched quietly.

"Why are you so emotional? Come with us to the Dali Temple and talk slowly." Gu Qingyun signaled Xinhai to put handcuffs on the old woman.

Xinhai took out the handcuffs and was about to handcuff the old woman when he saw the originally hunchbacked old woman suddenly become full of energy, squeezed out from the gap between the two of them, and ran straight to the backyard.

Gu Qingyun turned around to chase after her, and heard the old woman wailing, "Why are there two mastiffs here? Ouch."

When Gu Qingyun ran to the backyard, he saw two mastiffs knocking the old lady down. They were threatening her with bared teeth and not allowing her to move.

The old woman gritted her teeth and said, "You want to arrest me without any reason. You are beasts in human form. If you don't believe me, go ask my grandson yourself, is he willing to stay with me?"

Gu Qingyun asked Xinhai to handcuff the old woman and wait in the backyard, then went to the front yard and asked the little boy, "Is she your grandmother?"

The little boy nodded and shook his head.

Gu Qingyun asked again, "Why do you nod and shake your head?"

The little boy bit his lip and said, "I can't tell you."

Gu Qingyun said patiently, "If you don't tell me, I will let her tell you. Why don't you tell me now? Maybe you can let her spend fewer years in prison."

The little boy was still hesitant and refused to speak. An Qiao remembered the letter the little boy had written and turned around to take out the letter.

There were only a few words written on it: [Send a message to Li Wangfu in Kyoto, tell my parents that I am fine, and will return home when the matter is done]

An Qiao walked towards the little boy with the letter, "If she is your grandmother, why would you write such a letter?"

The little boy pouted and said in a very small voice, "My cousin and I went out to play together on the Mid-Autumn Festival. Because we were used to being wild, we were too naughty and got separated from our family. Later, I felt a little dizzy. I don't know who led us to a shop. The man said he would give us water, but we fell asleep. When we woke up, there was only this old woman facing us. She told me that I looked like her grandson. If I could be her grandson for three months, she would return my cousin to me. I didn't dare to go home for fear that my family would break my legs. My cousin is very favored in the family. She is their legitimate daughter. I didn't dare to go back alone, so I endured it and stayed by the old woman's side, calling her grandma."

As soon as the voice fell, he curled his lips again, aggrieved, "Now that you have arrested her, will my cousin never come back?"