All Aspects Are Kneeling and Begging the Villain Heroine To Be a Person

As long as no one follows the blog, her articles will basically not be read. It is considered a relatively private space.

To prevent this article from being accidentally discovered and deleted, she used two accounts and posted one article each.

One article can be seen by tourists and one can be seen by yourself, so it is considered foolproof.

But the Internet was not developed at this time, so she felt that this should not be used.

She also looked for previous posts about the Xie family looking for their son, but they had been deleted long ago, as if they had never appeared.

Then she used her trumpet to comment under this article and acted and directed it herself.

She changed her address and couldn't find out that it was sent by the same person.

Feeling that it was almost done, Qian Yan decided to stop surfing the Internet today and decided to have some noodles before going home.

It's afternoon now, and there are very few people in the noodle shop.

Even if the noodles taste good, at this time when the Internet is not yet developed, and in this small town, business will not be overwhelming.

Besides, the noodles at this restaurant are delicious. A bowl costs several pieces, which is a luxury for many people.

Many people who go to the market in the village basically buy some steamed buns to deal with it. A bowl of noodles can buy many steamed buns.

"Your face."

A dull voice sounded above her head. Qian Yan raised her eyes and saw a tall man with little expression on his face.

She said casually: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." The man turned around and continued back to the kitchen.

You can directly see the kitchen from here, and she is the only one eating noodles in the store.

After the man cooked the noodles, he was not idle. He seemed to be still cooking the noodles and preparing various sauces.

Perhaps Qianyan's eyes were relatively straightforward, and he raised his head and looked outside to see: "Is there anything else you need?"

"Are you the boss here?"

There were usually people doing odd jobs, and there was a curtain leading to the kitchen, but she had never seen the owner of this shop.

"Yes."

The man didn't talk much. Seeing that Qian Yan had no need, he continued to lower his head and prepare the sauce, occasionally frowning and occasionally spreading his eyebrows.

Qian Yan also looked away and continued eating noodles.

No wonder she said the taste will get better in the future. The owner of this restaurant is quite obsessed with taste, which satisfies her love of delicious food.

Qian Yan decided to take some time to bring his adoptive parents over for a meal. It was still some distance from the village, so it was difficult to pack the food, and the food would not have the same taste when brought back.

She is an activist, so she brought Zhang Zengmei and Gong Yuanren over for noodles the next afternoon.

We chose this time because the noodle shop was not crowded, so the couple would not be crowded.

Their wheelchairs will occupy two places, which is inconvenient for both of them.

She pushed a wheelchair with one hand and pushed the two of them to the noodle shop. There is another step here. Just as she was about to lift Zhang Zengmei's wheelchair, another voice sounded from inside: "Eating noodles?"

"Eat noodles." After Qian Yan finished speaking, the man from yesterday appeared in front of her. He walked up to her, glanced at the couple, stretched out his arms and brought Zhang Zengmei and the wheelchair in.

He walked to a seat, moved a stool away with one foot, and placed Zhang Zengmei firmly and low next to the seat.

Then he turned back and brought Gong Yuanren in as before.

"sit."

He pointed to the menu on the table: "Call me when you order."

Zhang Zengmei: "Young man is so strong."

"No, it scared me." Gong Yuanren patted his heart, "But it's pretty stable."

The three of them chose the noodles, and Qian Yan called the man over. After the man took note, he immediately went in to get busy. After a while, three bowls of fragrant noodles appeared on the table.

Zhang Zengmei and Gong Yuanren looked at each other and swallowed their saliva. Their daughter was not lying, she really smelled good.

When leaving, the man helped carry the two of them down the steps, then turned into the back kitchen to continue studying the seasonings.

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