Quan Shao greed for joy: 99 days of marriage

"Then what if I didn't wipe my tears?"

After arriving at the destination, An Ning looked at the handsome man beside him with a calm to indifferent expression.

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An awkward yet polite smile hung on An Ning's face.

wiping tears?She really wanted to go to the toilet to get shit and wipe it on his fifth master Quan's handsome face!
An Ning sent out a question from the soul——

"Is it true that all straight men can't tell the difference between rolling their eyes when a woman is moved and speechless? Is it true that every straight man is like this?"

The fighter among the straight men, Mr. Quan raised his eyebrows unilaterally, obviously not understanding what she was talking about.

An Ning lowered his shoulders and waved his hands weakly, "Forget it, if you can answer my question, you are not a straight man. Fifth Master Quan, is this the place where you think I will shed tears? You Why do you think that I want to wipe my tears? The reason? You have to tell me your reason and let me listen to you. "

Quan Yuhuang said seriously, "Here, you don't think of Chief Prosecutor An?"

"Yes. But I don't think about my dad, so I just wipe away my tears." An Ning helplessly took the man's arm, picked up an empty table and sat down, and rushed to the waiter who brought her the menu. He waved his hand, didn't even glance at the menu, and reported that this restaurant is not the most famous, but it must be the dishes that only the most good customers will order.

"...Well, that's about it, right? By the way, let's have another gourd chicken. The meat buns should be fat and thin, and the buns should be baked until crispy. Remember to use rice noodles for the cold noodle, no gluten, and more chili." Finally, An Ning asked another drink, "Do you have any?"

The waiter nodded again and again, "Yes."

An Ning was surprised, "Then I need two bottles. Are they in glass bottles? If they're in cans, then I don't want them. They're not authentic."

The waiter said with emotion, "It's in glass bottles. Our boss said that since we want to open a restaurant with local dishes, we must be authentic. But... let me ask more, customers, don't be angry, the glass bottles and cans Yes, I've drank both, there's no difference."

"Ah...there's no difference. But our authentic hometown people don't drink cans. If they want to drink, they must drink glass bottles."

"I saw that you and our boss are fellow villagers." The waiter spoke a standard Beijing accent, "But I can't hear your accent at all."

An Ning said with a smile, "It's been a long time since I came out, so there's no accent."

The waiter nodded, "That's all, I'll place your order."

"Thank you."

"You must have broken the paomo yourself." The waiter asked again.

An Ning nodded confidently, "Of course. If you don't break it by yourself, then it's still an authentic steamed bun."

"Okay, wait a moment."

Soon, the waiter brought up two glass bottles of drinks, and two bowls that were bigger than An Ning's face. Three pieces of dry biscuits were placed in each of the bowls. An Ning wiped her hands with a wet towel, skillfully I started to break off the dry biscuits.

To eat paomo, you have to break the cake yourself. This is the most authentic and authentic way.And the broken cake must be no bigger than the fingernail.Otherwise, if the broken cake is too big, the taste will be off by a thousand miles.

An Ning once saw a tourist who didn't know how to do it broke the cake by himself, and the size was about the size of the palm of his hand.When it was over, the tourists even took a video, complaining that it was so unpalatable.An Ning especially wanted to make a complaint, breaking the biscuit to the size of the palm of your hand, it would be hell if it tasted good!
While skillfully breaking off the steamed buns, she recalled: "This restaurant has opened a branch in the capital. I really didn't expect it. When I was young, my father and I often came to this restaurant to eat, and the restaurant also has a restaurant. It’s big, but it’s quite small. The front door is also very small, and if you don’t pay attention, you will lose it. Tourists will never choose to eat in such a small shop.”

She really didn't expect to open all the branches in the capital.

Quan Yuhuang has always kept a respectful distance from carbonated drinks.Not only carbonated drinks, but also his usual diet.Even if it's coffee, he never drinks sugar, and only black coffee if he wants to drink it.

That body is so perfect that an underwear model would be ashamed of it, but it can't be obtained by talking about it.

But Master Quan's good figure is not for looking good, but for... practicality!
He learned from An Ning to break buns, but unfortunately, Fifth Master Quan couldn't handle it well.

An Ning sighed, "Don't spoil the good stuff, put it there, I'll break it for you. Tell me, how do you know about this restaurant?"

And he brought her over for dinner in a mysterious way, and he was sure that she would wipe tears?
Quan Yuhuang said casually, "This is a restaurant in your hometown, and you liked to eat it when you were young. Fifth Master didn't pay attention, so I know how."

An Ning smiled, saying in her heart that she was not moved would be a lie.A man, especially a man with Quan Yuhuang's character and such a powerful man, can notice such small details, details that she would ignore, what woman is unhappy?

To be honest, Quan Yuhuang brought her to this restaurant, compared to him booking a western restaurant at noon and preparing rose pollen balloons, which made her feel much more romantic.

Maybe she is not a romantic girl by nature, she is already a more pragmatic old sister-in-law in her bones.

"Although it is a branch store, I don't know that after arriving in the capital, the taste is the same as the one I ate when I was a child." An Ning was very fast, and quickly finished breaking the buns. She waved for the waiter, Ask the waiter to take down the steamed buns she has made and let the chef in charge make the steamed buns.

"I didn't come here for dinner." Quan Yuhuang said.

Bringing her to this restaurant meant more memories than meals.

An Ning looked at the surrounding environment curiously, trying to find one or two places that were different from what she remembered.But to her surprise, this branch in the capital was exactly the same as the small restaurant in her memory.

Even the cement floor is the same as in memory.

It seems that the owner of this restaurant has worked hard on the decoration.Bit by bit, every little detail has completely moved the head office from my hometown.

"This restaurant is quite popular." Quan Yuhuang said suddenly.

An Ning was surprised, "Really? In my hometown, this restaurant is just an ordinary small restaurant. The taste is better, and everyone likes it. It's really not the kind of restaurant that can open a branch. But maybe the reason why this restaurant is popular, I can guess."

The decoration is exactly the same as the main store in my hometown, so there is nothing to say.Except for people like her, how do other guests know that the boss has put in a lot of hard work on the decoration.In a restaurant, the most important thing is the taste.

However, from the fact that the boss has worked hard to decorate the branch store exactly like the main store in his hometown, it can be seen that the boss is a caring person.Such a caring person as the boss has definitely worked hard on taste and cleanliness.

How can such a restaurant not be popular?

An Ning held her small face, "Hey, Fifth Master Quan."

"Say." The man sat on the wooden stool, his two long legs still had no place to rest.The grievance was pitifully placed under the table, and An Ning felt aggrieved for him looking at it.

"Although I can't wipe my tears, I am very grateful to you and I am also very moved."

"As long as you like it."

It wasn't in vain that he specially paid the boss to move the exact same head office in her hometown to the capital.

Just now she was surprised that this restaurant had opened a branch, and it opened a branch in the capital, so he was still a little nervous.Since she had no doubts, there was no need for him to tell her.

He did these things for her, just hoping that she could smile happily.I didn't want to move her to tears.

An Ning's fox eyes flickered a few times, she touched the table with the same touch as she remembered, and suppressed the smile on her lips.

It’s a restaurant on the same street, and you can see a restaurant within two steps. Do you have the funds to open a branch in the capital?She didn't mean that this restaurant doesn't make money and doesn't have the ability to open a branch.It's just... This kind of restaurant is for people to deal with eating and not let themselves go hungry. It seems that there is really no need to open a branch, right?
It is estimated that it is the masterpiece of the Fifth Master Quan.

But if the man didn't tell, An Ning would never ask.He wanted her to be happy, and she was really happy and touched.That's enough, isn't it?
An Ning held her small face and looked at the man sitting opposite her with a smile. She didn't know why, but she was very happy.

Quan Yuhuang cast a sideways glance at her, "Is it the reason you're so happy to eat home-cooked food?"

An Ning nodded her head fiercely, "Yes! I'm very happy!"

But she was happy not because she ate the food from her hometown, but because, in order to make her happy, this man actually moved the restaurant she used to eat with her father when she was a child, the log, to the capital.Of course she was happy to be able to eat home-cooked food, and it was a restaurant that she and her father often went to.But what really made her fly so happy was the man's intentions.

As a woman, sometimes what you want is a man's heart?

As long as the heart is realized, women really don't care much about the rest.

At least, she doesn't care much about that formal romance.

Everything that catches the eye can correspond to my own childhood memories one by one.An Ning seemed to feel that time and space had changed, or that time and space were out of place.

It was as if she had returned to her childhood, sitting on a long wooden stool, with her short legs not touching the ground, dangling in mid-air, and opposite her was her dad who was eating noodles.

But when the time changes again, she is still her, but she has grown up.On the other side, it was not Dad, but Quan Yuhuang.

The smile on her lips couldn't help but deepen, deepen, deepen.

To be honest, she doesn't really want to share her childhood memories with anyone.Because she has very little memory with her father.So these rare memories, she just wants to keep them by herself.Do not want to share with others.In her opinion, this is a common memory between her and her father, and it belongs only to her and her father.

Even my mother... She never participated in it, she just wanted to keep it for herself, and recall it by herself when nothing happened.

My mother doesn't like this kind of small restaurant on the side of the road, and she doesn't want to enter it.It seems that if she eats in such a small restaurant that can be seen everywhere on the side of the road, it seems that she is not classy and a bumpkin.If my mother eats outside, she must go to a high-end restaurant or restaurant, or a small restaurant on the roadside. My mother doesn't want to come, so every time I come to eat in this restaurant, it is only her and my father.

Even Xinran and Du Bing were unwilling to share this memory with her father.

But if it is Quan Yuhuang, it seems to be fine.

She is willing to share her memories with her father with Quan Yuhuang, and she also hopes to let Quan Yuhuang participate.

"Fifth brother, I'm very happy, thank you."

She thanked her as soon as she opened her mouth, which is enough to show that she was really happy and moved.

Quan Yuhuang smiled, "Well, as long as you like it."

"The restaurant I like, I have to come with the people I like."

When I was young, it was with my dad.

Now, it's with Emperor Quan Yu!