[Hunter] Song Andante

11

Today is still a very ordinary day.

The restaurant was bustling with people, and several guests chatted with great interest about the rare big news of the small town Pinghe over the years.After I finished delivering the food, I went over there when I was free. Not surprisingly, the big news was still related to the family on the mountain.

They said that a group of bounty hunters hijacked the bus and went up the mountain last night to pick and beat the enemy family.

The source of the news is the bus that was hijacked. The driver and the driver threw the bounty hunter at the gate of hell and then flew down the mountain. The townspeople talked and talked, and finally began to bet on how many bounty hunters would be left.

Don't bet on whether you will lose if you beat the enemy Hakka, because the game will not work.

Not only the people on the mountain are aggressive, but also the people down the mountain are not too shy.

It's really hidden in the city.

While admiring these hunters who just came out, I was eating my staff lunch. The uncles were chatting happily. Suddenly, some aunt came in and asked me:

"I heard that many people died this time. I wonder if their eldest son is okay?"

what?

I stopped in the air with the meat between my chopsticks, and looked up at the auntie suspiciously.

"But seeing how calm Charlotte looks, she should be fine." The aunt continued, and I continued to stay out of the situation. After thinking and thinking, I couldn't figure out what was related to that family.

"Who knows," I said, "I don't know him very well."

What's more, even if I'm nervous to death, the family will be fine.

The aunt smiled treacherously, "Still pretending, who doesn't know that you are so nervous every time he comes, and you stutter when ordering food for others, and you rush over without any hesitation at the slightest movement... ..."

"This, that's it..."

I listened to my aunt listing "Charlotte's restaurant survival behaviors" one by one, and I couldn't help but trembled again and again—these are all sacrifices that must be made in order to survive!

Maybe my tone was too sad, but the aunt's eyes became more and more tender.

"Good boy, you'll be fine."

After helping the aunt to pay the bill, I watched the aunt's back disappear outside the store, and sat back to the original position staring at the food in a daze. It seemed that many people came to pat me on the shoulder and then sighed.

There's no way, the too warm drama just now makes me a little hairy.

Although I was confused, I was embarrassed to interrupt them seeing their sympathy, especially some customers would buy some snacks and drinks or even give extra tips, and I was even more embarrassed to interrupt them.

12

Auntie's words make sense.

Because Yi Ermi came to eat again at noon the next day.

In the warmth of drowning, I help Ermi to order food.

At the end, when the meal was delivered, the proprietress pushed me an extra dessert, hinting with her eyes that I should seize this opportunity to get closer to Ermi.

Of course, the meaning of that look is a wild guess, because I really can't see the content of "little girl is shy, why don't you take the initiative to point it out?" Do you want to see a doctor?" Afterwards, a sign saying "Charlotte and dogs are not allowed to enter" was posted on the door of the kitchen.

Under the threat of two kitchen knives, I went to look for Yi Ermi with desserts in my hand. The eldest son of a killer family with a paralyzed face was lowering his head, and the proprietress was looking up with a big-character poster saying "talk to me!" ’, and someone next to him said “Come on” with silent lips.

What are you talking about... Hey, you came a little late today, did you have a good time killing yesterday?

——It’s not right at all.

My mind was overwhelmed, I struggled for a long time, but just when I was about to speak, Yi Ermi spoke first,

"dessert?"

Hearing this, looking at the clean plate on the table, I noticed that the food that Ermi originally ordered had been finished when I was struggling.

I froze for a moment, put the dessert on the table, tried my best to smile and said, "This is served by the proprietress."

"Why?" Those big black eyes looked very pure and innocent.

Another pair of black eyes popped out of my mind.

There are dark circles under the eye sockets that are not deep or shallow, and the corners of the eyes are a little raised. When you smile, you will bend slightly. When you are serious, there is no reflection. If you think carefully, you will find that there is nothing inside.

"Uh..." I quickly came back to my senses, only to find that I was staring at those eyes in a daze, and struggled a bit, "Because you are a regular customer."

You can't say that other people think I have a crush on you and help me create opportunities, right?

"No one else."

At this time, I felt that Yi Ermi must be playing with me, but his eyes were pure and innocent, completely different from someone who would steal my dinner by introducing food ingredients, cooking methods and growth environment in detail, showing that he is A very serious attitude is discussing with me the question of "why does he have dessert and others don't".

Just eat dessert if I give you, don't ask too much!

With determination, I decided to make nonsense: "Because I went to your house to play recently -- there seemed to be a lot of people visiting. The proprietress was afraid that you would be too busy and didn't eat well, and you were malnourished and didn't have a good rest. Now you are young and have good capital, but you have to worry about it. I plan to get old when I get old, so I took an extra dessert, hoping to make up for some of your calories.”

Speaking of this, the audience next to me almost stumbled. I looked at Yi Ermi's still paralyzed facial expression, and suddenly a cloud flew from the sky, and the sky thunder hit the hot air balloon——

"Free entertainment," I said.

So the plate of dessert finally entered Ermi's stomach.

13

Ermi is a money fanatic.

The Dadike family is almost all money fans, and Yi Ermi is not only a money fan but also an iron cock.

The free dessert that time seemed to have given him a lot of encouragement. Since then, the patronage of the elder Hakka's son has changed from once every three days to three times a day. - and therefore, as soon as the meal time comes, table No. [-] will always be vacant.

Others are obviously happy with this situation, and they take watching jokes as a great pleasure for eating, especially the proprietress. In order to avoid that one day Yi Ermi will take me away and fly away without dessert, so I finally removed it. "Charlotte and the dog are not allowed to enter", so that I can stay at the cooking table after work and learn how to make a successful dessert.

Successful desserts have gradually changed from one to three, and one flavor has become all flavors. Since then, Ermi’s desserts have been made by myself under the coercion of the proprietress, and occasionally I will bring one or two more dishes back to him little brother.

The proprietress said that if you want to grab a man's heart, you must first grab his stomach. I'm hopeless in my life, but making a dessert is at least normal.

I said that even charcoal is delicious when the love is there, but even the Manhan Quanxi Yushan Boutique is disgusting when the affection is weak.The focus is not on the taste but on the emotion, not to mention the fact that he has practiced so hard now, if one day his taste changes and his stomach is taken away by others, he will never look back.

The proprietress rewarded me with a shovel for this and called me unmotivated.

I was glad that the proprietress rewarded one shovel instead of two knives while serving the guests with dishes.

When I passed by table No. [-], Yi Ermi suddenly interjected and said that if I want to pick up extra stomachs, he can give me an extra [-]% discount. I was silent for a while, so I had no choice but to say thank you for your help.

He replied to me to thank me for my patronage, and then said that he doesn't like Man Han Quan Banquet and doesn't eat charcoal.

I froze for a moment, and then he added:

"But my second brother should eat both."

——So you want to tell me that it's not a relationship problem but a taste problem?