delicious master

Chapter 10

He raised his head and looked at his wife. Sure enough, she also ate the mutton in her mouth with ease, without the slightest difficulty.

Mr. Ning looked at Tang Xiaokang again, but the other party just smiled, and showed a grateful look towards him. Mr. Ning's eyes saw his wife for the first time.

As if sensing something, Tao Meifang couldn't help raising her head, but saw Ning Zhiyang staring at her meticulously, which made her complexion hot as a grandmother.

"If you don't eat, why look at me?"

Smiling, Mr. Ning's eyes did not move.

"I'm happy. I'm happy when I see you eating it. Sure enough, the mutton soup from Dongju tastes better."

After eating the piece of radish held by the chopsticks, Grandma Tao gave Mr. Ning a blank look.

"Then you used to dislike Master Tang's mutton soup for being too expensive."

"Isn't it the first time I came here? At that time, my salary was only four yuan, and a bowl of mutton soup cost me two cents. If it wasn't because I asked you out, I probably would have left."

"It would be a pity to leave at that time."

Nodding without denying it, the two of them suddenly fell silent again, and Grandma Tao also looked at the soup bowl in front of her, not knowing what she was thinking.

Seeing that Tao Meifang had half a bowl of mutton soup left, Ning Zhiyang's expression became troubled, and he spoke again.

"Would you like to eat some more?"

Hearing Ning Zhiyang's words, Tao Meifang glanced at her bowl and smiled wryly.

"I can't eat anymore. I couldn't eat it before. I always thought about it. Now that I have eaten it in my mouth, I can't finish it."

Now it was Mr. Ning's turn to be anxious. Seeing whether the other party was in the mood to eat, Mr. Ning couldn't help talking anxiously.

"It's not easy for Dongju to open the door. If it's not a coincidence, I don't know. You'd better drink more!"

"What a coincidence, do you think I don't know? Since I said that I want to drink Dongju's mutton soup, you have to grab the specials every morning. How can there be so many specials for you to buy? Isn't it In order to pass here in the morning to see when Dongju opens."

"Where is it, the specials are cheap, and you can pick out a lot of good ones if you go early."

Ning Zhiyang said defensively.

"Still trying to stop me, you didn't buy the specials in the past, you don't think it's good."

"I……"

Ning Zhiyang was speechless for a moment.

Looking at Ning Zhiyang, watching the other party struggling to say something, but finally sitting there powerlessly, Tao Meifang showed a smile on her face.

"I know you are good to me, and I know my illness. I'm afraid. I can't stand it anymore. In the future... no one will chat with you in the future. When I think of you being there alone, I, I I feel bad."

"It's okay, it's okay, this disease, I'm just scaring myself. Didn't the old man next door say that he won't live long, but he hasn't survived for so many years."

Looking at Tao Yunfang with a dry smile, and at his wife's bloodless face, Ning Zhiyang grasped the chopsticks tightly, his veins exposed.

Compared with Ning Zhiyang's insistence, Tao Meifang's face was a little more free and easy.

"Old Zhang didn't survive the past year. I don't know if I can survive this year. I have no regrets in my life. I am afraid that after I leave, you will be like a child and play your temper."

"Don't say such things, hurry up, pee, pee, pee! Spit out the bad things, spit it out, you!"

"Okay, yuck, yuck, yuck!"

The two people argued for a while at the dining table, but after it calmed down, the whole room gradually became silent again, leaving only two people speechless.

Stirring the bowl of mutton soup in front of her with a spoon, Grandma Tao looked out the window, as if recalling something.

"I drank Dongju's soup again. It's like the year when I was born Yingying. I also wanted to drink soup. You asked Master Tang to make a portion at night. The taste is really warm."

Mr. Ning sipped his soup with his head down, and said nothing more.

Sitting in the back kitchen, listening to the sounds outside, Tang Xiaokang didn't make a sound.

At this moment, he finally understood why he would meet this old man at the gate of the yard for so many days, and he also understood why he was so anxious to bring his wife to Dongju and drink a bowl of mutton soup.

Even though Ning Zhiyang was unwilling to admit it, in fact, in his heart, he was always afraid, afraid of everything that would happen, and afraid that his wife would have regrets.

Thinking of this, Tang Xiaokang couldn't help but exclaimed that he was lucky, if the first reward he got was not Cantonese-style mutton soup.

In this case, it is estimated that even if Dongju opens again, there is no way to make up for this regret.

【Ding!Trigger situational epiphanies! 】

Just when Tang Xiaokang was about to get up, the system in his mind rang again, surrounded by fog, and when he saw the scene in front of him clearly again, everything changed.

It was a snowy night, and it was still the familiar Ningcheng alleyway. The lights at night shone with snowflakes falling, like glowing elves.

On the familiar plaque, the word Dongju is more bright red than now, and occasionally one or two people wearing green military coats walk by on the street.

The monotonous clothes, the simple buildings, and the high-rise buildings in memory disappeared. Most of them were some buildings in the style of the Republic of China, and there were many private houses.

Only by virtue of Dongju's location can one tell that this place is still the Drum Tower.

At the entrance of Dongju, a man was wearing a thick padded jacket and a big fur hat. Not only was he wandering around the door of Dongju, he seemed to be waiting for someone.

Tang Xiaokang stood beside the man, but the man seemed not to see him.

There was heavy snow falling all around, even if you couldn't feel the temperature in it, but just such a scene made Tang Xiaokang, who was only wearing thin clothes, shiver involuntarily.

After taking a closer look, Tang Xiaokang realized that the man's face seemed a little familiar. After a few more glances, he turned out to be more and more like Ning Zhiyang, Mr. Ning.

"It's him who doesn't know this!"

Whispering in his heart, Tang Xiaokang thought of the voice in his head just now, and felt more and more that there was such a possibility.

Since it was a situation, there were only a few people who could get involved, not me, and the only one who could be involved was Mr. Ning Zhiyang.

What Tang Xiaokang didn't expect was that Mr. Ning, who looked very serious and had a square face, looked a little fair and tender when he was young.

"Why did you come here!"

After a while, a woman in a red padded jacket ran over from a distance, her two ponytails flicked in the snow. When she saw her, the anxious Ning Zhiyang relaxed her face and asked her. .

"Oh, it's snowing heavily, and I have to explain it to my family for a long time when I come out."

"Hurry up, I've already inquired with Sister Chen, the taste of this restaurant can be considered to be ranked high in the entire Ningcheng."

"Is it true? Is it as delicious as you said? If I go back late, my mother will definitely teach me a lesson!"

As they said that, the two of them walked towards the store holding hands. Although the weather was cold, the smiles on their faces couldn't be stopped...

(End of this chapter)