Mr. Zhan, please stop being abusive, Miss Zhuang has been reborn.

Ying Yueyao dragged her chin with her hands in a lotus shape, "Uncle Zhan, this is your attitude of asking for help. Don't forget, you asked me to borrow review materials from your sister!"

"If you don't accompany me, I won't borrow it. I'll call the driver now and ask him to pick me up."

"Whatever you want." Zhan Yan stood up and was about to leave, his tone sounded a little unhappy.

Ying Yueyao panicked. She immediately sat next to Zhan Yan and held his arm tightly, refusing to let him leave.

When the threat failed, Ying Yueyao softened her temper and said, "Uncle Zhan, can't you just stay with me for a long time? This year's Chinese New Year, I'm the only one."

She grabbed Zhan Yan's arm and shook her coquettishly, "Please! Zhan Yan!"

Ying Yueyao rarely calls him by his name. She usually calls him either uncle or old man.

A man seven or eight years older than me is indeed quite big...

Zhuang Mingyue was taken to a place as soon as he arrived. This floor was full of food, but the environment was not very good.

The table was full of discarded plastic packaging boxes, the ground was full of spit-out bones, and there were a few wild dogs running around on the roadside.

In addition to the fragrant smell of food spices, there are also mixed and other unpleasant smells in the air.

But most of the bad smell was covered up by the smell of barbecue.

Zhuang Mingyue stepped on a bone and looked down. She felt a little disgusted and didn't know where to put her foot. "Jiang Ye, what kind of place is this! Why did you bring me here?"

"How hypocritical." Jiang Ye reached out and grabbed her wrist, "Miss, be careful not to be distracted by your favor."

Jiang Ye took her through the food city and into an alley. After walking for a while, they gradually left the crowd. The place became a little cleaner. After leaving the crowded crowd, Zhuang Mingyue felt that she could breathe fresh air again. .

They were in front of an open black wooden door. The front of the hall was clean and looked like a small restaurant, but at this point, there were only two tables of customers dining.

"arrive!"

Zhuang Mingyue: "Will you take me to dinner?"

Jiang Ye raised his eyebrows and let go of her hand, "otherwise you think? With your delicate appearance, you can bear to eat there?" As he said this, he patted the dust on his body.

Zhuang Mingyue shook her head, a little embarrassed, "I'm not used to it for a while. I've never been here before, and my father doesn't allow me to eat that."

"Come on, go in! Miss!"

The two found a seat, and as soon as they sat down, Jiang Ye took out a few tissues, wiped them on the table, and threw them into the trash can.

"See for yourself what you want to eat."

"Small wontons."

"Miss, don't you get tired of eating wontons every day?"

Zhuang Mingyue was confused: "How do you know, I eat wontons at home every day!"

Jiang Ye was stunned for a moment, then quickly responded and said: "It's not what you said... Okay, what have you been struggling with for a long time?"

"The boss has two bowls of small wontons."

Boss: "Okay."

Zhuang Mingyue looked around, as if she was curious about new things.

"Zhuang Haisheng is so strict with you? You are not allowed to eat this, and you are not allowed to eat that! Your mouth and feet are on your body, and if you want to eat them, who can control you?"

The boss quickly brought over the cooked wontons. The two of them seemed very familiar with each other and chatted for a few words in a dialect she didn't understand.

"This little girl is your girlfriend?"

"Not yet, but...working on it."

"Then you should hurry up and bring her here often when you have time."

"to make."

After the boss left, Zhuang Mingyue asked him: "Do you know the boss?"

Jiang Ye nodded: "I know you, I used to come here often."

"Oh." She thought it was impossible for a picky person like Jiang Ye to come to a place like this.

Zhuang Mingyue didn't mean to dislike it, but... this restaurant was difficult to find in such an alley.

Within a few minutes of eating, others had already paid and left.

They are the only ones left in this store.

The boss is an old man in his 70s or [-]s. He is currently idle. He is wearing reading glasses and seems to be mending something. The thread in his hand cannot pass through the eye of a needle, so he comes to Jiang Ye, "Help me take a look, my eyes are blurred."

Jiang Ye just finished eating, took out a piece of paper, wiped his mouth, and stood up, "What are you going to sew? Let me take a look."

"A piece of clothing was torn by a nail last time, but it can still be worn."

"Where's Auntie?"

"She went out to walk the dog and won't be back for a while."

Zhuang Mingyue noticed Jiang Ye, sitting where the boss had just been, and picked up an old blue dress and saw that it had been worn for several years.

What she didn't expect was that Jiang Ye could actually do needlework. Zhuang Mingyue stood up after eating and walked over, watching him thread the needle and thread, leaning on the counter with his hands and looking carefully.

Jiang Ye raised his head and met his gaze, "What are you doing? Haven't you seen him before?"

Zhuang Mingyue nodded: "I didn't expect you to be able to do this! Jiang Ye, you are really amazing."

Jiang Ye laughed, lowered his head and said, "It's nothing, just do more and you'll be fine."

If you do more, you will get better. As long ago as in his family, the clothes would be thrown away when they were worn out, and they would be worn a second time.

Jiang Ye looked strange like this. With the tattoos visible on his arms and his cynical and ruffian look, he was not a good person at first glance.

Now that Zhuang Mingyue can watch him sewing clothes, this feeling is really indescribable.

All I can say is that he is really amazing.

When he was playing, he was crazier than anyone else, and he didn't do any serious work in the academy. When he got serious, he could also do needlework.

Jiang Ye sewed the cuffs so well that there was really no trace at all.

The boss gave him thumbs up repeatedly, "It's still Xiaoye, awesome."

Jiang Ye: "You're welcome."

When they were about to leave, the boss refused to accept Jiang Ye's money.

Jiang Ye agreed on the surface, but after the boss entered the kitchen, he took out two red one-hundred-dollar bills from his wallet and put them in the drawer before they left.

On the street, they played a lot of games, including shooting with bullets, popping small balloons and dolls knocking down. He shot accurately, and Zhuang Mingyue received a huge doll.

They went fishing again and set traps...

All the rewards from those games were given to her.

It's almost impossible to hold it with both hands.

However, it was impossible for her to bring these back.

She could only ask Jiang Ye to send him to the small house she rented.

After two hours of playing, I only visited half of a long street.

When they got tired of playing, they would eat skewered squid, stinky tofu, and all the other snacks she had never eaten on the street.

Zhuang Mingyue remembered that there was still half a bunch of uneaten candied haws on a stick, and she turned around with interest, "Jiang Ye, where's the half of a bunch of candied haws on a stick I just had?"

"have eaten."

"Eat it? How could you eat it! That's what I've eaten!"

Jiang Ye's left eyebrow raised slightly, "There are half-eaten octopus balls and meat floss sushi here."

"No, there are also a handful of barbecue skewers, half a fried sausage, and half a box of potato pancakes. Which one should I eat?"

"I've already helped you with half of it...if I hadn't really been unable to eat it, I would have lost it all to you."

Zhuang Mingyue said a little embarrassedly: "Then eat slowly? I won't buy it."

Jiang Ye laughed angrily: "Good guy, do you still want to buy it?"