This Lanzhou ramen restaurant has a small store area, with only five four-person tables and two six-person tables. When the business is booming, it can only entertain about 32 people. Therefore, every five or six o'clock, the owner of the store wants to smash a white wall and move the seat of the next store for himself.

However, now, there is no one else in the store except the boss and the others, and the seven tabletops are no longer being tidy up because they are busy. They have been wiped clean by the diligent boss's wife. But even so, Yang Qing and Zhao Ting still stick to Li San, leaving other seats without sitting, but sitting opposite Li San.

The Uyghur proprietress wearing a headscarf and a long skirt walked to Li San's table with a knife-shaped ballpoint pen and a small notebook. Seeing Li San sitting in her seat, she immediately smiled and reported the dishes to her husband who was staying in the kitchen. "Sharpen the noodles with beef knife, sprinkle some coriander, and add some more noodles!"

The Uyghur master wearing a flower hat and an apron on his waist heard the sound and looked out of the window. When Li San looked like he looked, he nodded and grinned at him. At the same time, he made an exception to put a bowl of mutton soup with rice on the window, and asked his Maysha (the name of a Xinjiang girl: He Miao) to Li San.

"Maysha, Maysha!"

Sitting on a folding table to do homework, Maya, who heard her father's call, hurried to the window, and then carefully brought it to the table of Lisan's table, and said sweetly to Lisan "Aka" (aka, the meaning of brother, the Uyghurs are very cautious about the name of brother. In addition to direct blood relationships, they are usually used for the closest opposite sex).

"Thank you, Maya."

Li San was not in a hurry to drink the soup handed over by Mayasha, but looked at Mayasha, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old Uyghur girl, and asked with a smile: "Maysha, have you finished your homework?"

"No, the homework assigned by the teacher this week is very difficult, I don't know much about it. But, hehe, fortunately, Aka is there."

As Maya said, she hurried to the folding table and brought her homework book to Li San. The Uyghur boss lady who was also looking at her daughter said gratefully to Li San: "Thanks to your tutoring, Maya's test scores are in the top five in the class these days, and she is not as timid and unconfident as before. She has just made friends with a few classmates recently..."

Just as the Uyghur boss's wife was thanking Li San repeatedly, Zhao Ting interrupted the boss's wife with a rather inappropriate coughing, which attracted the boss's wife's attention.

"Oh! Sorry, I'm so embarrassed. I'm just talking to people and forgot to ask what you eat?" The Uyghur boss lady took out the paper and pen from her apron pocket, turned to Yang Qing, and Zhao Ting asked, "The menu is all stuck to the wall. Girls, see what you want to eat?"

"Yang Qing, please order."

Zhao Ting, who was not very satisfied with the decoration, hygiene, dishes, etc., looked disgusted. She sucked and drew tissues in front of the boss's wife without any hesitation, took a few pieces and wiped the tabletop back and forth, wiping the chopsticks, completely ignoring the slightly unhappy expression of the Uyghur boss's wife.

When Yang Qing saw this, she was embarrassed to look at Mayasha. The boss smiled awkwardly. Fortunately, the master who was busy in the kitchen helped them out. He was honest and simple and honest and brought out a large bowl of steaming knife-cut noodles at the window, shouting: "The noodles are good!"

The cut noodles placed in front of Li San were striped in shape, and some coriander and a few thin slices of beef were floating on the clear soup. The bowl of noodles was three or six yuan, which was a fraction of what he bought the book and the money he had to come to the library.

Yang Qing sat opposite Li San, watching Li San blow the clear soup for a few breaths, and it seemed as if she was eating some delicacies, eating this bowl of noodles with relish. She saw it, and felt a little uncomfortable, thinking about using an excuse to let him eat something else.

But I never expected that Zhao Ting, who was sitting on her side, spoke before her, and said with some disdain in her tone: "There is so little meat in the cut noodles and so much noodles, so you can eat them? Humph, for you to help us, I'll order a few stir-fry dishes to enjoy your mouth!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Ting threw the tissues from the table after wiping the table. She looked at the cooking dishes casually for a few eyes and said casually: "Boss, I want potato beef, braised tofu, and green pepper scrambled eggs. Well, Yang Qing likes to eat light food, so let's have a tomato and egg soup. Well, that's it. By the way, boss, and you can serve the dishes faster, don't wait until he finishes eating. Hey, as for you, put the noodles and don't eat them, leave some stomach to eat the dishes for a while."

Yang Qing was angry by Zhao Ting's behavior and words and deeds, and shouted sternly: "Zhao Ting!"

In a blink of an eye, she blushed embarrassedly and had to apologize to the people present for Zhao Ting: "I'm sorry, she said it a little too much, I apologize to you on behalf of her. In fact, she was not like this before. Maybe she was too frightened today, so she became so strange. Please don't take it to heart."

"Hey, Yang Qing, how can you look at him, not to me? I am still your best friend!" Zhao Ting touched Yang Qing with her elbow willfully, reached out to bring Yang Qing over to her, and bit her ears. "It's right that he saved us, but you can't just whisper to him so lowly just because he saved us!"

Following Zhao Ting's words, Yang Qing took advantage of Li San's noodles to take a sneak peek at him, and then withdrew her eyes in time before almost looking at him, turned her head to talk to Zhao Ting, and the tone in her words was a bit righteous. "Yang Qing, don't talk nonsense, what's so humble, it's really your fault..."

"What's wrong? Yang Qing, my name is alert, and it's guarding. You haven't seen him subduing these bad guys, and he looks skillful when negotiating with these bad guys. I think he has a problem and he may not be a good guy either. Otherwise, Yang Qing, why did he let those bad guys go away after a few words without choosing to call the police?"

Yang Qing was unhappy when she heard Zhao Ting's suspicious speculation and slandering Li San without evidence. She retorted: "How could he be like you said a bad person, and he was afraid of calling the police if he had any problems. I said Zhao Ting, you can't calm down. Don't just move the tricks in the TV series to others. I would like to remind you that this is the 'slander' that the teacher often says."

"I, I..."

Zhao Ting was speechless by Yang Qing's rebuttal. Of course, she didn't know she was in the wrong, she was completely unreasonable. However, for her, she had just endangered her life and even fell into a more serious tragic fate such as taking nude photos. The kidnapping gang, as well as Meng Qianqian, who instructed them behind the scenes, Zhao Ting hated her to the core.

For this reason, Zhao Ting, who was suffering from revenge but had no way to go, was still unresolved by Li Sanfang and the others' escape, so that Zhao Ting always talked about "calling the police". No matter how reasonable what Yang Qing said, she would be unable to calm down for a while and needed to spend more time breaking her heart.

"He must have a problem, otherwise why do we have to follow him as soon as we take his photo? What's wrong with a photo?"

Zhao Ting mumbled, turned her head and suddenly found that Yang Qing stared at Li San without squinting. She couldn't help but eat the taste and called out: "Yang Qing, Yang Qing."

Yang Qing didn't hear it, and silently looked at Li San biting the noodles again and again, chewing and swallowing. In this way, she looked at it for a long time, and looked seriously, and inadvertently, a small but very ridiculous thought would have emerged in her heart. How great would it be if he was eating the noodles he had prepared.

Once this thought takes root, it will be like the grass that cannot be burned by wildfire and grows green in my mind, which makes Yang Qing fall into deep fantasy and can't extricate herself. And she doesn't realize that her face is already flying and her cheeks are red, and her eyes are rippling and dripping with water.

"Sister Aiguli, I'm pressing the bottom of the bowl."

Yang Qing did not wake up Zhao Ting, but she woke Li San's checkout sound.

Is he leaving?

She looked serious, but because of Li San's words, she suddenly turned cloudy and became dark and gloomy.

"Slow down!"

Knock, Yang Qing saw that Li San had already gotten up and left the chair, and she was so anxious that she reached out to grab Li San's clothes, and pulled him away from letting him go. At the same time, she asked in a low voice in response to Li San's surprised and puzzled gaze.

"You haven't told me what your name is yet!"

Smack, Zhao Ting made Yang Qing's unexpected move stunned, and was so shocked that she let the chopsticks in her hand fall on the table.

What's going on!

She was extremely shocked, and her eyes widened from the sky, staring back and forth between Li San and Yang Qing.

"If I don't say it, are you not going to eat and continue to follow me?" Li San sighed and said helplessly.

Yang Qing didn't reply, and seemed to have agreed to this assumption.

"Okay, my name is 'Li San'."

"Li San?"

The girl in front of Li San thought that the name was perfunctory to her, and once again solemnly emphasized: "This is indeed my name."

"Ah, is Aka leaving?" Mayasha saw Li San saying hello to her mother who was serving the dishes. She didn't bother to solve the problem according to the ideas that Li San explained to her during the meal, and hurried to the door and shouted to Li San who was away.

"Yeah, let's go."

Maya showed a disappointed look, bit her lip, and said obediently: "Aka, I'll be back next Friday, you must remember to come and see me!"

"Sure." Li San pushed open the door and fled quickly with a little wind, as if he was afraid of Zhao Ting and Yang Qing's entanglement.

"Aka is leaving so urgent?"

Maya turned around and curled her lips, and said to Aiguli with a tantrum: "Apa (apa, mother's name), Dada (dada, father's name), why do you add more noodles every time Aca comes, and you won't add some meat to Aca. You are so stingy!"

"Maysha, who said Apa was stingy? It's just that you once secretly added some meat and went in. As a result, you, Aka, put a ten-yuan bill at the time of checkout, saying that it was to add the meat. So, the master dared not add meat secretly anymore, so he could only give him more noodles to make him eat."

"Oh, no wonder I saw a little mutton in Aka soup. It turned out that it was added secretly, hehe!" Mayasha walked to the window, made a bowl of rice for Yang Qing and Zhao Ting, and followed Aiguli to Yang Qing's table.

Aiguli held a plate of dishes in one hand and placed them on the table with a "bangbang" and then began to pack up the dishes that Li San had eaten. At the same time, she did not forget to say to Mayasha: "Maysha, finish your homework soon, don't teach you how to do the test like last time, but I forgot to know how to do it later."

Interacting with people is actually a window cleaning job. When you are wiping the opaque window, he may also wiping the window you meet, and always wiping it properly so that he can see you and let you see him. As for how clear it is, it depends on who wipes it harder. The more diligent the person, the more he can turn his unknown into his own known, but often for men and women, if they don’t wipe it every once in a while, they may be more likely to see each other without getting tired of it.

And now, Yang Qing was wiping her window that only saw Li San. When she heard Aiguli and Maysha talking about Li San, she couldn't help but feel curious, so she tried to approach Aiguli and said, "Sister Aiguli, hoho, can I call you Sister Aiguli?"

Aiguli paused in her hand, saw Yang Qing’s sincere face, raised her lips gently, and said softly, “Hey, that’s OK.”

Since Li San left, Zhao Ting has been staring at Yang Qing silently. When she noticed Yang Qing and Ayiguli's conversation, her eyes flashed from time to time. Although the food she ordered was complete, she still sat quietly in her seat without moving her chopsticks, listening to Yang Qing and Ayiguli's communication word by word.

"Sister Ayiguli, do you look very close to Li San with your daughter?" Yang Qing took the initiative to take the tomato and egg soup handed over by Ayiguli, and tried to make a good impression in front of Ayiguli so that she could ask about Li San from her mouth.

The contact with Yang Qing before Li San left just now made Aiguli think that they knew each other, so she was not very alert and wary of Yang Qing, and replied in a harmonious voice: "Yes. He would come here to eat noodles occasionally. Haha, he said it was noodles. In fact, we all know that he came here to eat noodles, but he also came to help Mayisha tutor his homework, because Mayisha would only come back on weekends..."

Seeing that there were no other customers in the store, except Yang Qing and Zhao Ting, the owner pushed open the kitchen door and walked out, walked to Mayasha to touch her head, followed Aiguli's words and continued: "Before Adasi (Uyghur: friend) came, Mayasha had poor grades in school and was always bullied. Some boys even didn't call her name all day long, but only called her "Uyghur". Later, after Maysha was tutored by him, not only did her test scores get higher and higher, but she was often praised by teachers, but her popularity among her classmates also improved. I heard that a few female classmates helped her take the turban back from the boys, so that they would not be allowed to bully Maya."

In this way, once the conversation was opened, Yang Qing didn't need to ask about Li San, and Aiguli and her husband also revealed it in their memories. Aiguli is now telling Yang Qing and Zhao Ting that they first met.
Chapter completed!