Rebirth of Finding a Beloved

The two went on the road again, and after a short drive, they saw a small village. After asking, they found out that this place was approaching Beishi. Beishi was thousands of kilometers away from Zhonghui City. Luo Wenchen's eyes widened in disbelief. Just open it for a while, okay?

(It’s just that some people haven’t realized how fast he can drive. If Ou Jingyao’s car hadn’t been modified, the fuel tank was enlarged and a large fuel tank was placed in the trunk to automatically refuel, otherwise the two of them Just prepare to sleep in the wild and be eaten by wolves.)

The two got out of the car and finally found a small restaurant, but Luo Wenchen was a little embarrassed when he saw the dilapidated and dilapidated professional outside, it was not because he disliked these places, but because of his cleanliness that happened in his previous life Things got worse.

Turning around, he saw that Ou Jingyao, who was also obsessed with cleanliness, had already stepped forward as if nothing had happened, and blinked.

"Why don't you go?" Sensing that Luo Wenchen hadn't followed, Ou Jingyao turned around and asked.

"Forehead..."

"Let's go, if you don't go in, you'll just starve." Ou Jingyao reached out to take Luo Wenchen's hand and walked directly into the small restaurant.

Luo Wenchen lowered his head and was dragged in by Ou Jingyao in a daze. He looked at the hand holding him in a daze. It was big and warm, with slender and distinct fingers. From the outside, it was definitely a pair for playing the piano. Hands, but the palms of the two well-defined bones are covered with layers of thick calluses, and they can obviously feel rough when placed in their own hands.But it was such a pair of hands that made him feel at ease.

"Is anyone there?" Ou Jingyao walked in and looked at the empty surroundings and called.

"Come on, come on." A woman in her 40s came out.

The woman was obviously stunned when she saw the two people standing at the door.

Luo Wenchen looked at the woman who was in a daze at the two of them, turned his face away uncomfortably, and nervously wanted to withdraw the hand being held, but the other party held it even tighter. He didn't dare to move too much and had to give up and withdraw himself hand.

Luo Wenchen's reaction completely pleased Ou Jingyao, and he dragged Luo Wenchen to a relatively clean place and sat down: "Boss, do you have anything to eat?"

The woman reacted and walked up with a smile: "Haha, we only have farm food in this poor village. I don't know if you two are used to eating it. Do you want me to copy two for you?"

Luo Wenchen touched his stomach that was already growling with hunger, and nodded: "Just copy two of them for us."

"Okay, then wait a moment."

Soon four dishes and one soup were served. Although there was nothing to look at, the aroma was very strong. Luo Wenchen picked up a chopsticks and picked up a green vegetable that he had never eaten before and nodded while eating: "Madam, what kind of dish are you?" , the taste is pretty good."

"This is a wild vegetable. It's all over the hills behind here. It was just picked this afternoon."

Ou Jingyao took a bite, raised her head and looked at the proprietress: "Wild vegetables?"

"It's wild. This is called bracken. I don't know if you can eat spicy food, or it will be more delicious if I help you copy the spicy food. This is a bitter vegetable and it is also wild. It has a bit of bitter taste. It can be eaten in this weather to dispel the heat. This The two dishes are only available at this time, and they will be gone in a few days, and these dishes will be available in our country, and no one in the city has eaten them." Seeing that it was two handsome young men who asked the question, the woman said, Started talking non-stop.

Luo Wenchen ate and listened, but the abacus in his heart began to count: "Then how many of you are cooking?"

"A lot, there are so many to pick every year that you can't finish it."

"Oh." It seems that when I go back, I can talk to Luo Wenbin about getting a restaurant or something.

(Woo, don’t you all like my text? I’ve really worked hard. If you have any suggestions, you can tell me, and I will work hard to improve.)