Nangong Zi directly held the bowl and ate it regardless of his image, "I can eat spicy food, I grew up eating Uncle Chen's wontons."

An Kexia no longer dared to eat chili peppers. She looked at Nangong Zi with unbearable eyes, "Don't eat it, it's too spicy."

"I'm fine, I have to have another spoonful in winter." Nangong Zi really looked like nothing was wrong.

Uncle Chen continued to wrap wontons by hand and chatted with the two of them, "Xiao Zi grew up hard. When I was a child, it was cold, so how could we have heating and air conditioning here? He was so shivering from the cold that he would come to me at night. To eat a bowl of wontons, start by scooping a spoonful of chili peppers to keep out the cold.

Sometimes when I get sick, I dare not tell my mother for fear of spending money, so he also comes to my place, eats wontons with three tablespoons of chili peppers, sweats all over his body, tears and runs his nose, and then goes home.

Later, Xiao Zi went to fight and scrambled for territory with others. Every time he came back, no matter whether he was injured or not, he first came to me to have a meal of wontons with this hot pepper, and he felt comfortable. "

Slowly, Nangong Zi went to Nangong's house. His mother was gone. He only occasionally had something on his mind, when he was happy, and when he was uncomfortable, he would come to eat a wonton by himself.

He has four friends to die with, and he has never been happier eating wontons.

An Kexia asked, "Will I be the first woman Nangongzi brought over to eat wontons?"

"no."

An Kexia was stunned and looked at Nangong Zi, "...The development of the routine is not right."

Nangong Zi has already drank half a bowl of wontons, "What's the trick. I sometimes bring a group of men over here, do I let them watch it while I eat it?"

"Oh, do you still have female subordinates?" An Kexia didn't notice her vinegar smell.

Nangong Zi: "That must be. If my female subordinate hadn't become a mother, she would still be by my side now."

An Kexia: "...boring."

She continued to eat wontons.

After a while, someone came to eat wontons after get off work. Uncle Chen got up, put the wontons out of the pot, and continued to work.

Nangong Zi sure enough, after eating Chaos, his forehead was sweating, An Kexia hurriedly picked up the rolled paper on the table, dragged him a piece of paper, and handed it to him, "You eat slowly, eat so much chili, how can your stomach feel? Got it."

Nangong Zi wiped away the sweat, then dragged a piece of paper to wipe the corner of his mouth, "I'm used to this spicy food, especially in winter, when it snows heavily, people here at Uncle Chen line up to eat."

Ankexia was almost finished, Nangong Zi went to pay, Uncle Chen pushed him to death and wanted no money, "Little Zi, if you hadn't been protecting Uncle Chen's stall, I wouldn't be able to set it up here now, don't say it once. Wontons, even if you eat wontons for a lifetime, you have to take care of them."

Nangong Zi winked at the driver, and the driver immediately controlled Uncle Chen. When An Kexia thought he was going to kidnap, Nangong Zi took the money and put it directly in Uncle Chen's cash box, and his hand was still in the cash box several times. , muddled the money, and smiled smugly.

The driver also released Uncle Chen, "I'm sorry Uncle Chen, the boss asked me to do this."

An Kexia suddenly smiled, Nangong Zizhen! Low EQ! Giving money is like kidnapping! But there is no shortage of cuteness.

When the two left, Nangong Zi asked the driver to leave first, and he and An Kexia walked on the path.

The surrounding area is no longer as riotous as it was at the beginning. Small businesses are doing business, taverns are open to welcome guests, there are snack bars, and some people even come out to set up a night market.

After Nangong Zi became powerful, he has never seen blood or smelled fishy again. An Kexia knew that this was the difference between Nangong Zi and everyone in the Nangong family. The people of the Nangong family regard human life as a mustard, but they are noble. Nangong Zi was originally a "grass mustard". When he became strong, he used it to protect the weak.

"Xia Xia, this is the place where I was born and raised when I was a child." Nangong Zi looked at the surroundings. In his impression, the lights were feasting and the men and women were hanging on their backs. No one knew if a slight collision would directly arouse two people. A gang fight.

"At that time, every time there was a fight, my mother would cover my eyes and pull me into the room. I secretly watched from the gap, and then I also participated in it. The youngest one," Nangong Zi said. Looking at the girl next to her, "Protect my mother. If I were a gang member, men who come and go here would not dare to touch my mother."

An Kexia turned her head and looked at Nangong Zi silently, but she didn't speak.

Nangong Zi suddenly raised his hand and pointed at a small window, "Did you see that, I was born and grew up in it. There is a crack under that wooden window, and in winter, cold winds get into the house through that crack. , it was very cold. I just used paper, kneaded it into a small ball, and stuffed it in it. It worked, but I don’t know why it was still cold. When my mother was making my bed later, she saw that there were small paper **** in my window, so she made her own Go ahead and glue up that window, and from now on, the window in my room can only be half-opened."

An Kexia looked over, the room was pitch black, "Then why isn't your mother here?"

"Because she wanted me to go to school, read and read, so she sent me to Nangong's house in order to stop me from fighting." She was fully clothed, but she was sent to the guillotine. Nangong Wei's mother couldn't move me, so she could only cast her hatred on her."

Nangong Zi added: "She said she wanted to send me away, so she found a good man to marry. She won't live with my oil bottle in the future. In the end, it was my oil bottle that hurt her."

Nangong Zi's eyes were wet, and An Kexia saw them in his eyes. She didn't know what to say to comfort Nangong Zi, and she also knew that the Nangong family was all monstrous, and she could only endure it.

So she wants to be a policeman.

"Nangong Zi, I, I have one, I think..."

"What do you say, don't hesitate."

An Kexia stopped, the stores around were closed, only the street lights on both sides of the road were on, "I want to ask you something."

Nangong Zi faced An Kexia and asked, "What do you need to ask me? If you marry me, I will listen to you."

"About my sister." An Kexia looked at Nangong Zi, "If my sister is alive, if she can't threaten you, can you let her die?"

Nangong Zi's eyes narrowed slightly, "You know she's still alive?"

An Kexia: "She must have contacted my parents. If something happens to the eldest daughter, my parents will be sad and unable to live. However, they have been fine since my sister disappeared." For once, obviously hesitant to say anything. I don't want her at home, just because I don't want her to be seen by Nangong Zi's people.

An Kexia knew that her sister wanted to keep her away from Nangong Zi, or, in other words, made herself hate Nangong Zi.

In this way, she will not be sad if she kills Nangong Zi.

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