After rebirth, I have an extra sister

Chapter 17 The Street Food Stall
There is a food stall at the corner of Bauhinia Street, and the environment of the open-air food stall is just like that. You can’t have too high requirements.

The boss here and Papa An are old friends. They used to be cooks who cooked big pots of rice together in the village. Now they contract banquets together.

"Uncle Wen, both of you."

"Okay! Oh, you're fine, kid, and you brought a beautiful girl..."

Like many catering practitioners, Uncle Wen is a flexible and fat man. Fortunately, he has a kind face and will not feel oppressed, even with a kitchen knife.

An Ting rolled his eyes at him and said, "Uncle Wen, don't talk nonsense, this is my family..."

Upon hearing this, Uncle Wen was startled for a moment, then came to his senses, patted his forehead, and said, "Oh...that's the one, right...what's its name?"

With the friendship between Uncle Wen and Papa An, the news of the remarriage naturally reached his ears, and he also knew that the other party had brought a bottle of oil.

This was the first time they met, and it was somewhat shocking.

An Ting, Gao Fei and Bao Weiwei are a trio who went through nine years of compulsory education; Zhu Jiajun only met in an Internet cafe in the first year of junior high school; and Song Ci moved back to the town suddenly in the middle of elementary school.

Although it is not to the extent that Bao Weiwei loses the aesthetics of the opposite sex, it is close to the level of a buddy; but after knowing Song Ci for so many years, the aesthetics will still be weakened a little, and I feel used to it, and I will not be astonished like Uncle Wen.

"Don't blame Uncle Wen for speaking badly, you're a rough person." Uncle Wen showed a simple and honest smile towards Song Ci.

Song Ci shook her head and said politely, "Hmm, it's okay, my name is Song Ci, Cici's Ci... This is my dog, it's called Naite."

However, when Song Ci heard that An Ting introduced herself as a family member, her mood was somewhat delicate. An Xin was naturally An Xin, but it was also mixed with another complicated emotion.

We are family...

Although An Ting is a reborn person, he can't read minds, so he can't detect Song Ci's thoughts. People who come here to eat are old acquaintances. Generally, they don't provide menus, but just take a piece of paper and write their own dishes.

If there is one, replace it if not.

Relatively casual, like a private kitchen.

"What to eat? Sister Song Ci..."

"Forehead…"

I couldn't take it anymore, sometimes I called myself my little sister, and sometimes I called myself my elder sister.

And the next moment, she noticed the gazes of other people. The people who were eating were all from Bauhinia Street, and they all knew them more or less.

Wait... Is this boy proclaiming something?

Isn't this a declaration of sovereignty in disguise—everyone listen to me, this is my sister!Remember, be respectful!
Is it because I have lost my mind?Or does the boy really have such a delicate mind?
Song Ci still prefers the latter, holding the sun with one hand, glanced at the boy, and said lightly: "It's good to be good, but I want to be rebellious at school!"

An Ting didn't know how to answer this, but just repeated: "What do you eat?"

"Not too spicy and offal, everything else is fine."

"Well, I'll make up my mind..." An Ting wrote while muttering: "Paper-wrapped bones, iron plate beef, salt and pepper squid, salted cabbage..."

"Enough! Enough! Just two meat and one vegetarian! I can't finish it!"

An Ting glanced at Song Ci's waist, casually said, "You're so thin, eat more..."

"I don't want to get fat... Besides, don't boys like skinny girls?" At this point, Song Ci was a little arrogant, turned her face away, and didn't dare to look directly at An Ting.

Accidentally led the topic to a strange place.

Anyway, An Ting has more life experience. She doesn't have a cold for skinny girls who are dry, but still likes fat girls. She said truthfully: "I like plump ones! Like Bao Weiwei..."

"Oh... no, it's none of my business! It's none of my business that you like big fat girls! And... you either like Bao Weiwei at all, or you just want to pinch her face."

This is An Ting's great hobby - pinching Bao Weiwei's face.

Every time, they used the excuse of single-handedly to pinch each other's faces.

An Ting smiled awkwardly, unable to refute, in this materialistic world, only Bao Weiwei's bun face was left with a little warmth.

soon.

Uncle Wen brought up the three dishes Anting had ordered, and also added two cans of Coke as a gift. He winked at Song Ci and said, "Gift for new customers!"

"This...how dare you..."

An Ting, however, was too lazy to answer so much, and directly opened the Coke.

Seeing this, Song Ci knew it was too late, so she could only say, "Thank you."

After waiting for Uncle Wen to leave, Song Ci looked around. This is the intersection of Bauhinia Street, a very wide open space, with two rows of Bauhinia trees planted, and an activity place for the elderly...

While eating, An Ting asked, "Why, aren't you used to it?"

"A little bit, but not annoying..."

Song Ci's father died in the third grade of elementary school, and Song Ci returned to his hometown town with his mother in the fourth and fifth grades of elementary school, and has been living in commercial housing in the community. Although they are in the same small town, there is still a little distance from real small town life.

Few locals live in the community, and everyone has a homestead and lives in a self-built house; the vast majority of people living in the community are foreigners, from all corners of the country, and the distance between people is very long, and the relationship between neighbors is very indifferent.

An Ting smiled and said, "You'll get used to it slowly..."

An Ting's eating style is mainly wolfish. He was a salesperson in his previous life, and it depends on the occasion. Although he would eat very politely when socializing outside, this is his truth.

Song Ci, on the other hand, chewed slowly.

……

It's past eight o'clock at night.

Bauhinia Street gradually became deserted, but the lights were still brightly lit.

An Ting, Song Ci and Nai Te crossed the street together and returned home.

Neither parent has come back yet.

An's house is an old house, and the tiles on the floor have already been ruined. Generally speaking, there is no need to take off your shoes and put on slippers when you enter the house.

And Song Ci was still used to the wooden floor of commercial housing in the community. Before entering the house, he stood at the entrance of the living room on the second floor, took off his little white shoes, and exposed the white socks inside.

Noticing the young man's wanton scrutiny, he complained, "Don't stare at me as I take off my shoes..."

"Um... nothing." An Ting originally wanted to say something, so that she didn't have to take off her shoes, but after thinking about it carefully, she still respected her living habits.

An Ting went to the Internet cafe in the afternoon, and his body smelled rather strong, so he wanted to take a shower first; Song Ci didn't intend to compete with him, so he sat in the living room, breastfeeding and drinking water.

After about 15 minutes.

When An Ting came out of the bathroom, he wanted to tell Song Ci to hurry up and take a shower in the bathroom. He was afraid that he would have to queue up when his parents came back, but he didn't expect to see Song Ci curled up on the sofa and sleeping lightly when he came out of the living room.

Lying sideways, blue hair like a waterfall, one hand hangs down naturally, the other is in front of the mouth, the arm is pressed against the collar, and the body is arched, looking very alert.

The afternoon catch-up sleep is probably not enough, this girl is trying to adapt to the new home.

"However, the canine girl is quite cute."

I saw something I couldn't see at school...

unexpected result.

After some thought, An Ting glanced at Nai Te, and said: "It's still spring, it's not good to sleep in the living room at night, I'll take her back to the room, don't bite me, okay?"

Nait seemed to understand people's words, and gave a soft "bark" to express his agreement.

This dog is very smart, and Song Ciyou is cultivating it well.

An Ting walked forward slowly, and gently hugged Song Ci, um...probably in the arms of the legendary princess, ready to carry her back to the room on the third floor.

Even though An Ting was very cautious, he still underestimated the girl's vigilance.

After walking a few steps, the girl in her arms woke up. She quickly figured out the situation, then stared at An Ting in surprise, and said, "You...what are you going to do!?"

"As you can see…"

"What do you mean as I see it!? Put me down quickly..."

"Okay..."

He still put Song Ci down.

An Ting was a little depressed, he didn't have any wrong thoughts, he just wanted to carry the sleeping girl back to the room like a youth love comedy.

hateful!

Still can't do it!
however.

The next second, Song Ci's voice came from behind her, and she said in a rare weak way: "Hey, I didn't misunderstand you, I'm just not used to it... But, thanks..."

She believed that An Ting would not do dirty things, but she was not used to being hugged by boys.

An Ting is not a good student in the objective sense, but he is not a bad person either, unable to do dirty things.

While speaking, she was stroking one side of her hair, and the amorous feeling of the spring night, although not a million kinds, was really rare, blowing the heart of the young man.

(End of this chapter)