rich family escape meow

The young man was wearing a bright red down vest, with a crew cut, and a military-colored lapel jacket inside, but it was washed a bit old, and the neckline was fringed with white.

He squinted his eyes, and the expression on his face was still a little sleepy and numb. It looked like Bujue had just been woken up by Lu Miaomiao, and he came here after putting on a covered dress, not caring about the image at all.

He poured a glass of water for Lu Miaomiao in a seasoned manner, put the small disposable plastic cup on the table, then took a stack of small paper clips from the counter next to him, took a ballpoint pen in his pocket and wrote Lu Miaomiao table number, then yawned,

"You're pretty tricky about your food."

A long time after he finished speaking, the store was quiet and silent.

The young man raised his eyebrows and saw the young man at the table staring at him, his hazel eyes unblinking, staring straight, as if he was about to drag him into some abyss.

He smiled and touched his face: "What are you looking at, brother has words on his face?"

This face, this figure, this familiar tone.

A sense of familiarity with a hint of warmth swept across every inch of Lu Miaomiao's back, and finally turned into bristling hairs and a stiff body.

The young man has a pair of slender single eyelids, a hump nose, a somewhat casual face with bulging cheeks, and some unshaved beard on the corner of his mouth.

Much like a younger version of Lao Lu.

Lu Miaomiao withdrew her almost frozen gaze, and quickly took a sip of water to calm herself down.

"..."

A mouthful of coolness.

Even love pouring cold water in winter is exactly the same.

But how could it be Lao Lu.

Lu Miaomiao let the water go, and asked hesitantly, "Where was the lady boss before...?"

He remembered that the last time he and Lu Xiao came here was more than four or five months ago. At that time, it was obviously a short middle-aged woman who received them, and she even bought a pint of beer and two bottles of mineral water for nothing.

The little vest on the young man's shoulders trembled, "That's my mother. She's in the hospital right now. I can't get her. I'm the only one in the store."

He heard that Lu Miaomiao was a returning customer, and he relaxed a lot. He sat on the stool opposite Lu Miaomiao, put the small paper with the name of the dish on the table, and said with a smile,

"Our old customers are all here for her. My skills are average, and the barbecue lobster is not bad. If you don't order ramen pots or something, don't order them."

Even the tone of voice is exactly the same.

Lu Miaomiao couldn't help it, and stared at the young man twice more.

After all, he was being stared at by a particularly good-looking boy, and he somehow felt that the eyes of the young man on the other side of the table looked a little bit like a scumbag who had been reunited after a long absence and jumped off the building himself after an abortion.

"Young and old Lu" was a little embarrassed, turned his body sideways and pointed at the menu on the wall with a ballpoint pen, "What are you eating, hurry up."

"Ten kebabs of mutton, two prawns, and one roasted enoki mushroom. They are all spicy."

After ordering without looking sideways, Lu Miaomiao added, "Sprinkle some garlic on the Flammulina velutipes."

The young man crookedly wrote ugly characters that no one could understand, hummed and nodded, and grinned when he heard the last sentence,

"Hey, hello, this bite is the same as me, and I can eat it."

A feeling of over-electricity made Lu Miaomiao clasp her hands to the side of the table unconsciously.

He never eats Flammulina velutipes and sprinkling some garlic, he doesn't even eat Flammulina velutipes, he just added something in his mind.

Because this is Lao Lu's favorite way to eat.

Lao Lu is an honest person. He closes the stall every night, and he will find a way to deal with the leftover dishes, and buy fresh ones the next day, so he can't make much money from opening the stall.

Every time he baked a plate of Flammulina velutipes, he would sprinkle a plate of minced garlic, and after eating, Lu Miaomiao wished she could hide in the kitchen and sleep all night, and didn't want to talk to him.

Maybe it was "flammulina velutipes sprinkling some garlic" that pulled the distance between the two very well, and brought a plate of steaming and fragrant skewers to Lu Miaomiao, and the young man took advantage of the opportunity to sit across from them and poured himself a glass water, chatter,

"Come and give me a lamb skewer, and I'll give you a discount later."

Lu Miaomiao: "..."

After sharing a kebab, the distance between the two got closer. The young man said while eating, "Would you like something to drink? Except for beer, drinks are free, and we will give them to you."

Lu Miaomiao solved a skewer and looked up at him suspiciously. He still remembered the last time he came to prostitute for free, the proprietress wanted to roll her eyes.

"You may not believe it, but our family has been lucky, so my mother said that we should accumulate virtue and not be too greedy, and mineral water and orange juice are free for meals now."

Lu Miaomiao held the skewer in one hand and frowned, "What big luck?"

After finishing one, the young man took a sip of water and said, "Just a few months ago, I don't know which local tycoon just ate two hundred yuan and didn't get it. I threw a card here."

Even though he lowered his volume, the brows were filled with joy, "Hey, good guy, do you know how many are in there?"

"..."

Lu Miaomiao's heart trembled.

"Young and old Lu" gestured his fingers, "I haven't seen it before, I was so scared by my mother, I went to the bank to contact the contact person, I guess I was drunk and threw it wrong. It turned out that the swindler picked it up Telephone."

He imitated the low and cold tone,

"No need to pay back, the food is very good."

Lu Miaomiao: "..."

"Isn't this the lottery?"

"Young old Lu" said, slipped another skewer from Lu Miaomiao's plate without a trace, took a bite and said, "You don't know, if this God of Wealth hadn't come, my shop might have been closed. I won’t be able to eat skewers for a while.”

"Closed?" Lu Miaomiao frowned.

The young man's expression darkened, and he sighed, "Yes, my mother has kidney failure, and she has been in the row for several years, and she finally got urticaria. Originally, she was going to sell the store, but she might not be able to raise enough money. "

He said, "Fortunately, there is such a rich man who has finished the operation and is already fighting landlords in the ward. Maybe he can come and cook a pot for you in two months."

Seeing that the person in front of him regained his spirit, Lu Miaomiao also smiled, although he thought he might know which stupid rich man it was.

"Then...if you don't have this money and the shop is sold, what will you do?"

He took a skewer and asked calmly.

"Young Lao Lu" curled his lips, and followed another, "What else can I do, go back to my hometown to make a living. There is also a shop in my hometown, which can be opened by Zhang Luo, but there must not be so many people to eat."

Lu Miaomiao's hands trembling slightly, "Where is your hometown?"

After the young man finished solving the third stick, he gulped down his mouth, and his voice was not so clear, "Hi, you must have never heard of it."

"From here to the north, there is a small city called Ancheng. My surname is Lu, and the whole street is full of fellow villagers. When the time comes to open a shop, I can handle it."

After he finished speaking, there was no reply for a long time.

Putting down the rubbed skewers, and looking at the young man across the table, the whole person seemed to be stunned by some huge nightmare, the tails of his beautiful eyes were drooping, his eyes were fixed on the iron plate in front of him, and his long eyelashes trembled uncontrollably.

"......"

Young and old Lu's heart trembled.

It's over, there are too many strings.

"Brother, don't worry, I'll go and grill a few more skewers for you, and I'm sure I'll pick the meaty ones."

Hey, the pretty kid in this city has a crunchy little heart.

As the young man said, he rubbed his hands and was about to stand up to make up for Lu Miaomiao, but the person across the table suddenly reacted.

"Need not."

Lu Miaomiao said, "You eat."

He pushed the plate of enoki mushrooms and garlic wrapped in tin foil across the table.

Seeing his pale face, the young and old Lu sat down hesitantly, and waved at Lu Miaomiao, "Little brother, do you have something on your mind? If you have something to chat with brother, if you have something on your mind, you have to say it out. Excuse me. Just like me, those who don’t know each other don’t have to worry about it anyway, just say what you like.”

After he finished speaking, he picked up a piece of Flammulina velutipes mushroom with his chopsticks.

Lu Miaomiao was sitting at the table, if it wasn't for the fact that the knuckles on the table had turned white, she didn't look abnormal, she was just a young man with a pale complexion.

He had a lot to say, but seemed like he had nothing to say.

A crazy intuition grew in his mind, and vines entangled the whole thought, but it was still hard to believe.

Lao Lu was only in his fifties when he died, and the young man in front of him seemed to be in his early twenties.

If you count the time, it seems to be just right.

only...

An extremely illusory sense of unreality rushed into his heart instantly, trying to extinguish his growing, almost fantasy thinking.

In the barbecue restaurant, Lu Miaomiao did not move for a long time.

Young and old Lu frowned.

Ordinarily, if there is nothing he can't talk to, he is an acquaintance, but he doesn't like to study and dropped out of technical secondary school, so it is not possible to chat to death.

Glancing at Lu Miaomiao's hand that had stopped eating long ago, he felt a thump in his heart, and patted the table with his hand, "Did you eat your stomach badly?"

Lu Miaomiao: "..."

Coupled with this white complexion, he immediately felt that he was right, he put the big iron plate away in a hurry, and turned to go to the kitchen to check the dishes.

"Look at your face, it's as white as if it's been painted, why don't you go to the hospital, if you really eat too much, I'll pay for it." After speaking, he took out the business card in the store,

"My name is Lu Xingguo."

It was only half an hour before Xu waited until Lu Miaomiao arrived.

It's just that he didn't expect that in just half an hour, the sinister little boy would actually turn pale, and suddenly the alarm bells rang in his heart, and his face turned bitter.

"Ancestor, aren't you cheating on me?"

If Lu Xiao knew that his sweetheart sent him here to eat food stalls and spoiled his stomach, his special assistant would have to be squeezed away by the group of eager little secretaries in the secretariat on the [-]th floor.

Xu Da Nai's murmurings kept coming from his ears,

"Go to the hospital."

"Hey, do you feel okay now? Can running to the toilet solve it?"

"Or go to the hospital, my bonus is probably wasted."

......

The back seat of the car, which had been quiet for a while, suddenly heard a peaceful sound,

"Where is Mr. Fang now?"

Xu Da Nai stared blankly at the search navigation hand, confused, "Mr. Fang? Mr. Fang left in the morning. Today is a working day, so he should be at the company."

Lu Miaomiao paused and said,

"Then take me to the company and find him."