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After hearing this, Meizhen nodded and said, "Yes, it can be seen that Ah Tu is such a person, very arrogant. You must not be like this in the future."

Hua He nodded repeatedly and promised that he would definitely listen to the advice in the future, which made Meizhen smile. The two held hands and chatted outside until the evening. Meizhen continued to go in and work, while Hua He went to the dumpling restaurant.

It was getting late at this time, and there would probably be no dumplings to eat when we rushed to the dumpling restaurant, but Hua He decided to go over there to listen to Xinnan practice the piano and talk to Aunt Hui.

In the dumpling restaurant, Aunt Hui was counting the ingredients in the kitchen, Minci was helping her, Xinnan was practicing the piano, and Xiaolan was lying on the table reading a magazine.

After parking the car outside, Hua He opened the door and walked in. The sharp-eyed Xiaolan saw Hua He coming and immediately stood up to say hello to him.

"Brother Hua He, why are you here so late?"

"Of course I came to see if Xiaolan went to bed on time." After saying this, Hua He glanced at Xinnan and nodded as a greeting.

Aunt Hui and Minci heard the sound and walked out of the kitchen. Aunt Hui saw Hua He coming and quickly greeted him warmly to sit down. Hua He had indeed not been here for a long time, so Aunt Hui specifically asked Xinnan about it. Wach's whereabouts.

Aunt Hui said to Hua He enthusiastically: "Hua He, I haven't been here for a long time. Aunt Hui misses you. You said you don't come here often..."

Aunt Hui kept talking, as if complaining about Hua He, but Hua He knew that these were all good intentions and did not treat herself as an outsider.

After Aunt Hui finished nagging, Hua He explained: "Aunt Hui, didn't you ask me about my work last time we met? Now I have opened a bookstore by myself. The new store has just opened. I am alone. I can't leave. .”

When Hua He said this, he never thought that he didn't go to the store today at all. He went to Happy Fort in the morning, went to the hospital at noon, and kept chatting with Meizhen in the afternoon.

Aunt Hui said in surprise: "Hey, no wonder we haven't seen each other for so long. It turns out that you have opened your own shop and become the boss. Congratulations. Hey, where is the shop? We will go there to support you some other day."

Seeing how happy Aunt Hui is, it seems that the boss is not Hua He but Xinnan, which makes Hua He feel a little embarrassed.

"Aunt Hui, my bookstore sells only idle books. I would be embarrassed if you went there." Hua He said.

But Aunt Hui said with a serious face: "What's wrong with Xianshu? Who stipulates that people can't read Xianshu? As long as we make money seriously without stealing or robbing, he can't control anyone, so there's nothing to be embarrassed about."

Hua He laughed along, not knowing what to say. After all, these novels were too advanced for Aunt Hui and Xiaolan. If they let them go, they really don't know how they would end.

At this moment, Minci opened her mouth to relieve Hua He.

"Hua He, you came here so late. Do you want something to eat? Just have it as a midnight snack." Minci said with a smile.

Hua He quickly changed the topic, touched his stomach and said, "Actually, I haven't eaten yet."

Minci said she was eating to change the subject to help Hua He. She originally thought that Hua He would have eaten since it was so late, so she specifically added that it was a late night snack. Unexpectedly, Hua He hadn't eaten yet since it was so late.

"What? It's so late and you haven't eaten yet? You, a child, don't know how to tell Aunt Hui even if you haven't eaten. Minci won't tell you without asking if you want to? Just wait, Aunt Hui will do it for you." As soon as Aunt Hui heard that Hua He hadn't eaten, she turned around and walked into the kitchen to cook.

Minci turned to Hua He and smiled, and Hua He returned a grateful smile. Then Minci followed Aunt Hui into the kitchen, and soon there was a clanking sound coming from inside.

While Xinnan was still playing the piano, Hua He turned to Xiaolan and said, "What is Xiaolan reading? Fashion magazines? Oh~~~ It's time for Xiaolan to dress up."

When Xiaolan heard this, she immediately became excited. Pointing to the little dress in the magazine, she asked Hua He, "Brother Hua He, do you think this dress looks good?"

Hua He took a look and saw in the magazine that there was a floral skirt. It was the floral girl's skirt that cost 800 yuan. It was so cute that nothing would look bad on a little girl.

Hua He nodded immediately and said, "We, Xiaolan, look good in whatever we wear."

Hearing what Hua He said, Xiaolan started to tell Hua He what she thought was good about the dress. After she finished speaking, Aunt Hui also prepared a meal and served it to Hua He.

Aunt Hui put down the big bowl and said to Hua He: "Eat, come on, come on, Hua He, eat it while it's hot. This noodles will become lumpy as soon as it gets cold. You eat it first, and I'll give you the next bowl."

Aunt Hui was about to go back to the kitchen, but she was stopped by Xiaolan. She pointed at the clothes in the magazine and asked: "Mom, mom, do you think this looks good?"

Aunt Hui took one look and said, "It looks good."

Xiaolan hugged Aunt Hui's hand and said coquettishly, "How about you buy this for me? My birthday is coming soon."

Aunt Hui looked at the price and calculated with her fingers: "Eighteen cabbage dumplings cost 8 yuan, the cost is 6 yuan, 800 yuan. I want to sell 7,200 dumplings. No, no, no, Xiaolan, you should change to others." Give it a gift.”

After saying that, Aunt Hui turned around and walked into the kitchen, leaving a disappointed Xiaolan lying on the table. Xinnan, who was playing the piano, was looking at her sister dotingly. Hua He sat opposite Xiaolan and ate. noodle.

After Hua He finished his last bite of noodles, he pointed to the dress in the magazine and said to Xiaolan: "Don't be sad, Xiaolan. I will come with it tomorrow. Just think of it as a birthday gift to you."

Xiaolan didn't immediately smile, but still said gloomily: "No need, Brother Hua He. It takes 7,200 dumplings to get this dress. I don't want it anymore."

Aunt Hui could only earn two yuan by selling eighteen dumplings. Xiaolan was very sensible and gave up the idea after knowing that it would take seven thousand two hundred dumplings to exchange for this dress.

"It's okay Xiaolan, it's only eight hundred yuan, which is what I paid for selling forty books, so it's nothing." Hua He said grandly.

Aunt Hui was reluctant to part with it because the dumplings were sold too cheaply. Eighteen dumplings only cost eight yuan, and the cost alone was only six yuan. Hua He had never eaten such conscientious dumplings.

Hua He was very poor when he was in college. A meal rarely cost more than five yuan. The dumplings in the cafeteria cost eighteen or twenty yuan. They were still small dumplings, not half as big as those made by Aunt Hui. Hua He couldn't afford them. , so comparing two and one, Xingfu Dumpling House is simply the conscience of the catering industry.

When Xiaolan heard what Hua He said, she laughed: "Thank you, Brother Hua He."

Aunt Hui brought the noodles to Hua He, glared at Xiaolan and said, "Xiaolan, your brother Hua He has just started business, and his money didn't come from strong winds. How could you..."

Hua He quickly interrupted Aunt Hui and said, "It's okay, Aunt Hui. The business in my store is pretty good. It's just a dress. It's nothing. Come and sit down. Stop working."

Aunt Hui looked at Hua He and then at Xiaolan. In the end, she didn't continue to blame Xiaolan, but just said don't do this next time.

"Hua He, you eat first, I'll clean up the pot." After saying that, Aunt Hui walked into the kitchen again.