Starting from you are my glory

Just a dozen meters away in the corner behind Yu Tu and Qiao Jingjing, Qiao's father was watching Yu Tu flirting with his precious daughter with an angry expression.

"Bad boy!" Because he was far away, he couldn't hear a sound, but it didn't stop Qiao's father from seeing it. He watched his daughter's face change from fair to rosy, then from light red to deep red, and finally He also wanted to follow Yu Tu and hit him. Even if he couldn't hear or read his lips, combined with his own love situation back then, Qiao's father knew roughly what Yu Tu said without using his brain.

"I knew this guy was not a good guy!"

Dad Qiao complained viciously. Seeing the two of them walking away, in order to avoid losing him, Dad Qiao immediately took a few steps and fell far behind to prevent the two of them from disappearing from his sight.

"Hey, Old Qiao!" Just as Dad Qiao followed him attentively, his rough voice was accompanied by a heavy slap on his shoulder, which almost gave Dad Qiao a heart attack.

"What are you doing! It's scary!" He turned around and saw that it was Lao Xia, a colleague from his unit, who was facing him with a bright smile.

"It's broad daylight on this street. I'll say hello to you normally. You have something in your mind, okay?" Lao Xia didn't like Dad Qiao at all. "Hey, it was a good thing you called me last night, otherwise How could I have known that you would be promoted to father-in-law!"

"What father-in-law!" Dad Qiao, who was still staring ahead, immediately turned his head and said coldly: "Don't talk nonsense!"

"My daughter just wants to fall in love!"

"Whether it will work or not is up for grabs! And I may not agree with it either!"

"Oh, oh, oh, oh." When Lao Xia saw his old colleague like this, he didn't know that this slave girl was sick, so he pointed at Qiao's father and said in a stern tone.

"Come on, Old Qiao, you are so typical of not being able to see the situation. In the interview last night, the way the two kids looked at each other could make someone drown."

"If this doesn't work out in the end, it must have something to do with your evil father!"

"I'm quite optimistic about them. The young man's name is Yu Tu. He's handsome and has good grades. The key is that he focuses on your daughter. If you can't grasp such a good son-in-law, you'll be a joke!"

"What does it have to do with you!" Seeing that Yu Tu and Qiao Jingjing were about to walk out of his sight, Qiao's father could only forcefully push the hand still on his shoulder, "I'm too lazy to tell you!"

Then he hurriedly ran to follow.

"I said, Lao Qiao!" Lao Xia shouted from behind: "Remember to send me an invitation when they get married!"

"Please, you big-headed devil!" Dad Qiao retorted angrily.

What followed were more incomprehensible words, such as parents' orders, matchmaker's words, bad boy, etc., which caused everyone to burst into laughter, and the street was filled with a happy atmosphere.

"Where's the person?" He hurriedly hurried, but Dad Qiao still lost him around a corner. This is a street full of people coming and going. No matter how much Dad Qiao jumped on tiptoe, he could only see all kinds of people. The back of the head and an unfamiliar face.

"This is delicious." When I was feeling annoyed, the familiar voice of my daughter came from the side.

"My father has often brought me to eat at this store since I was a child." Qiao Jingjing pointed to the golden fried buns in the pot and watched the boss skillfully sprinkle green onions and sesame seeds on top, and the rich aroma was wrapped in white smoke. , drilled into the noses of the people surrounding them in no particular order.

"smell good!"

Watching the boss holding a shovel, he scooped up the slightly hardened pan-fried bun bottoms from the surface of the iron pan, and then put them into the long porcelain plates. The burnt aroma and crispy feeling The oily skin made Qiao Jingjing feel like she could eat more even though she had already eaten breakfast.

"Five fried buns, three fried dumplings." As he watched, Yu Tu had successfully grabbed one from the surrounding diners with his long arms, paid the money, and pulled Qiao Jingjing, who was still confused, I found an empty seat nearby and sat down.

"Have you not eaten yet in the morning?" Taking the disposable chopsticks that had been removed in transit, Qiao Jingjing asked subconsciously: "Are these enough?"

"It's enough if you try it." Yu Tu smiled and rubbed Qiao Jingjing's head, "I already had it in the morning."

"But since you often eat at this store, it would be good for me to buy some and eat it."

"Just think of it as a special kind of participation after so many years."

"Yeah!" Qiao Jingjing nodded in agreement, then skillfully prepared the dipping dish, a little rice vinegar as the base, and a small spoonful of the store's own ground water chili.

Picking up a fried bun, touching the side to the dipping saucer, after the surface of the dough absorbed the dipping sauce, Qiao Jingjing blew on it and handed it to Yu Tu's mouth first.

"Come and eat!"

"Be careful with the broth inside, it will be very hot!"

"It's delicious." Yu Tu took a small bite. The strong aroma made him feel comfortable, "especially the fried bottom skin, which is crispy."

"Yes, I loved eating this crust the most when I was a kid." Qiao Jingjing smiled happily, "My dad would fight with me every time!"

After saying that, Qiao Jingjing blew on the gap made by Yu Tu, and then followed up and took a bite.

Familiar taste, mellow gravy, sesame seeds and green onion cooked by high temperature on the surface.

Just as Qiao Jingjing was intoxicated by the delicious food, Yu Tu, who was sitting opposite, coughed twice.

"That, Jingjing."

"Huh?" Qiao Jingjing blinked her big eyes and looked at Yu Tu in front of her.

"This." Yu Tu pointed at the overlapping bite marks, "Does this count as our indirect kiss?"

Then Yu Tu continued without waiting for Qiao Jingjing to answer.

"It seems that my boyfriend has not been fully affirmed. After all, we haven't even completed the stamping yet."

"Yu Tu!" Qiao Jingjing lowered her voice and leaned closer: "Can you please stop saying this in a place with so many people!"

"Then where should I say it?" Yu Tu teased, and followed Qiao Jingjing's example, saying in a very low voice: "Is it downstairs at your house?"

Forget it, ignore him! Qiao Jingjing stared at Yu Tu and took a hard bite of the fried bun!

After the recollection was over, Qiao Jingjing took the lead and rushed out of the store.

Out! Dad Qiao, who was still watching intermittently through the curtain, hurriedly turned around, trying to find a place to hide. Ordinarily, if he met him at this time, he would explain that he came to buy some food to take with him, and it would be fine. But Dad Qiao had a guilty conscience after all. He didn't even dare to hit his daughter in front of her.

After turning around a few times, Dad Qiao looked at the tables and chairs scattered at the door. He immediately rushed forward and sat down with his back to the store door.

In order to expand the business, this is the table, chairs and benches placed at the door by the store for more diners who want to sit down and eat and drink leisurely.

In order to look more like a passerby, Qiao's father looked sideways and observed, while putting the uneaten fried buns from the previous table in his mouth as a cover.

"Jingjing, there's still some chili pepper on the side of your mouth." Yu Tu caught up, grabbed Qiao Jingjing, wiped the corners of Qiao Jingjing's mouth with a tissue, and then confirmed again.

"it's OK now."

He actually touched my daughter with his hand! ! !

If looks can kill, then Yu Tu is at least a thousand arrows piercing the heart now. Father Qiao stared at Yu Tu, making up his mind. If this bad boy dared to reach out, he would immediately rush up and let him know what he knew. Called the Iron Fist of Justice!

"Don't worry, I won't say anything anymore." Yu Tu comforted Qiao Jingjing and said, "Just let nature take its course."

"Really?"

"real!"

After reaching an agreement, Yu Tu naturally took Qiao Jingjing's hand and continued walking to the bookstore.

How dare they hold hands in front of me! ! !

The angry father Qiao bit down on the fried buns, just like biting Yu Tu who was holding his daughter's hand.

I want to bite you hard!

"This..." Just when Dad Qiao was intoxicated in his own world, the aunt who was cleaning up patted Dad Qiao on the shoulder with kindness, "Don't eat the leftovers, aunt has some freshly cooked ones. Just wait, Auntie will get it for you right now."

Dad Qiao came back to his senses, feeling the sympathetic looks from the diners on all sides and the cold fried buns in his mouth. Dad Qiao felt that he was shameless. Before the aunt came out, he strategically covered his face. He randomly found a direction and started running hastily.

"vomit!"

Running and vomiting at the same time is a scene.