There is a noodle restaurant [Zhongyingmei]

"Hey! Mian! Where did you get such a big rock!"

Xia Mian put on her apron and mask, and greeted the other chefs in the back kitchen, "That's a stone mill."

"Wow, cool!"

Xia Mian moved a bag of flour and put it on the table, opened the bag, touched it with her hand, and smiled lightly, "Of course, it took me a lot of effort to get this thing."

"Then what's the use? I see your kid has been pushing the mill since five o'clock in the morning."

While grinding the mill, he shouted "I will never make a mistake again", which makes people feel distressed.

Xia Mian smiled and looked easy to talk, "Physical work, he has grown up, and he is almost at the age of drinking, just push a little bit, keep fit."

That person believed Xia Mian's words. Ms. Xia has always been the most lovable woman in the army. Women are rare in this place. Ms. Carter always treats soldiers harshly. Her appearance is too glamorous. Perhaps because of this, she is very Don't smile at people, be rigorous and reliable, after all, she is an officer.

Aestivation is different from Carter. She smiles politely when she sees people, and she is ordered to be polite and respectful to Ms. Xia. They are also willing to give Aestivation face and care.

Soybeans in the United States are not easy to deal with. Xiamian transported a thousand catties of soybeans from China through a middleman to let American soldiers taste the sweetness of soy milk.

They will love the taste.

When Xia Mian was a child, Grandpa Xia always made soy milk with his own hands. Every morning, a bowl of noodles and a cup of soy milk became the clearest image in Xia Mian's childhood memory.

In addition to supplying soy milk to the army, Xia Mian was also sent to noodle restaurants in Brooklyn.

Americans are easy to accept new things, and some people can't accept foreign food, but there is a noodle restaurant that already has a group of fans. guy is here.

At six or seven in the morning, the soldiers finished their morning training, walked into the restaurant in an orderly manner, and started breakfast.

Steve has been doing special training these days, and Xia Mian didn't see him.

After feeding the soldiers, Xia Mian went to the workshop in the back kitchen of the cafeteria. Peter was still pushing the grinder, wearing a blue cotton shirt and trousers, but his daily pajamas were soft. Peter didn't care when he woke up in the morning. Knowing what was going on, Xia Mian dragged her to push him.

However, after waking up, Peter intermittently recalled what happened last night, his face was pale.

"Do you know where you went wrong?"

Peter pulled the grinder, and there was no sweat on his forehead. He was not struggling, and he was even able to handle it with ease. He still had the energy to think about how to apologize to his sister.

"understood."

It's always right to admit your mistakes first.

Peter thought about it, he speeded up, and the several hundred kilograms of mill was played like a toy by Peter, and the viscous bean juice dripped into the tank, exuding a strange fragrance.

Xia Mian leaned against the door, expressionless: "What's wrong?"

Wow, what an age-old conundrum.

When girls ask boys this question, the correct answer is always vague.

But Peter hasn't experienced that yet. He is very simple, and he sincerely accuses himself: "I'm so bad, my sister is tired of taking care of me, and I'm going to cause trouble for my sister."

"anything else?"

And... and...

Peter recalled, with guilt in his eyes, "I shouldn't drink..."

Xia Mian raised her eyebrows: "What else?"

And... what?

Peter tried hard to recall the memory of being drunk last night. He was instigated by Oakes to drink, then got drunk, and then...a beautiful sister wanted to take him to sleep, and then...Mr. Rogers left behind his back...

then……

Xia Mian indifferently looked at the little spider's face from doubt to shock to panic to anxiety, very good, it seems that he has remembered.

"I was wrong... sister..."

Peter had a bitter face, it seemed that he really knew what he had done.

In the vague past, there seemed to be someone who often questioned Peter about what he did wrong and what trouble he caused, like... Mom?

Peter was a little unsure of his memory.

He had already forgotten Aunt May.

Not only that, but he also forgot about New York, Tony, Captain America, everyone in the Avengers, and Thanos who wiped him out.

Peter is dead.

Ashes.

In the arms of scrap iron, only dust remains.

This is an undeniable fact that no matter what Marvel is doing, Peter is really dead before the follow-up plot comes out.

It's just that he appeared beside Xia Mian for some reason, and lost his memory, unable to leave for the time being.

Even, she was trapped in the Marvel Universe, and Old Man Xia trapped her here, why?

Is the century-old store listed in New York?

If it's just this goal, Xia Mian can still fight hard, but if Old Man Xia has other goals.

Ha ha.

"Wash your hands and eat breakfast."

Xia Mian turned around, seeming to turn over what happened last night.

Peter opened his eyes wide and shot out the spider silk. In 0.5 seconds, he arrived at Xia Mian's side from the stone mill, and said affectionately, "Sister is not angry anymore? It's my fault, and I will definitely not do it again next time!"

"You wash the clothes, and you wash the dishes."

Peter immediately stood up straight: "Guaranteed to complete the task!"

A week later, Bucky came back from the frontline battlefield, with victory and injuries all over his body. After attending the commendation meeting, he came to eat noodles with Xia Mian as usual.

He was dressed in a military uniform, and the medal on his chest was earned by him with his life.

He went to the army first, but the people in the cafeteria told Bucky that Xia Mian returned to the Brooklyn noodle shop in the morning.

As for the noodle restaurant, Xia Mian has to go back regularly to hand over the books and goods.

Some of the guests in the lobby recognized Xia Mian and greeted Xia Mian one after another.

I still remember that when Xia Mian first arrived here, no one knew him.

I don't know what's going on at home.

Can Lu Qiqi still find her if she asks her to eat chicken?

"Shop Manager, are you still open?"

With a familiar voice, Xia Mian was at the cash register to check the account. On the day of returning to the noodle shop, she changed into the work clothes of the noodle shop, a smoky blue Hanfu gown, and a white lined gown. When the wind blows, she flutters like a mirror middle man.

Maybe she didn't realize her subtle sense of isolation from the world.

She has a peace that is not in this era.

Bucky yearns for peace.

Xia Mian looked up at him, then lowered her head, and recorded the data in the notebook with a black pen, "Did you look in the mirror before you came here?"

Bucky froze for a moment, "No."

Xia Mian sighed softly, left the cash register, went to the backyard to fetch a bucket of water, poured it into the tub, took a fresh towel, and wrung it dry.

Those hands held a white towel and handed it to Bucky.

"Wipe your face, your expression is so pitiful."

Pitiful?

Bucky has always treated everyone optimistically, and this was the first time he heard the evaluation of being pitiful from others.

He took off his military cap and wiped his face carefully.

He looked for himself in a mirror again, and he was still as handsome as before, but there was a small scar on his forehead, which had just scabbed and hadn't healed yet.

"Scars are a man's romance."

Xia Mian responded coldly: "Oh, what to eat?"

Bucky: "Zhajiang noodles."

10 minutes later, a bowl of hot fried noodles was served in a large blue and white porcelain bowl and served on the table.

Steve hasn't contacted Bucky for a long time, and Xia Mian hasn't seen him for a few days. They all knew what plan Steve was participating in, but they didn't mention it tacitly.

A man's dream is not only for Bucky.

"How long will you be back this time?"

"Three days."

Bucky is used to using chopsticks, Xia Mian will not allow knives and forks to appear in her noodle restaurant, oh, except for that iron man back then.

After all, you can't ask for anything from a man who just lost everything and is left with scrap iron.

After eating half a bowl of fried noodles, Xia Mian gave Bucky a glass of water.

Bucky tasted the strong taste of oriental food in his mouth, which was easy to remember. On the battlefield, when he was hungry, he would salivate and be full of energy just thinking about the noodles of Aestivation.

"The war will be over soon."

Xia Mian said suddenly.

She sat across from Bucky, holding the ledger and looking at it.

Bucky wants to look into Xia Mian's eyes, there is no sympathy, no pity, these are not perfunctory Bucky's comforting words.

But, just because of aestivation, Bucky was strangely encouraged.

"I hope to live forever."

Bucky sighed, full of hope.

Xia Mian didn't say anything, it's just that the page of the ledger hasn't been turned over for a long time.

Those who know the plot, really, are eating knives every second.