There was no shortage of food on the way to escape, and the lucky lady was busy farming.

Song Rutang, who had listened to the whole process, looked constipated.

Isn't this the ancient version of the spiritual boy?
She had met Yang Pinxiang before. She was very well-behaved at that time. How could she be mind-controlled by a mental young man so quickly?
Before Song Rutang could finish complaining, the waiter had already walked over with a troubled expression on his face and whispered:
"Shopkeeper, there's a madman coming from the front."

"Don't worry about him, you go do your thing."

Song Rutang brought a bowl of hot and sour noodles that Sun Shunzi had just made and smelled the taste:

"Not bad, there is progress."

Sun Shunzi laughed twice. Seeing that no one was coming in front of him, he stopped and turned to help his father work.

Song Rutang went to the front with a bowl of hot and sour noodles.

The two children were still whispering in front, but as soon as Song Rutang passed by, they immediately fell silent.

When Zhao Yu saw that it was a little girl who was bringing him hot and sour noodles, he didn't care at all, but when he saw the bowl of hot and sour noodles with a lot of ingredients in the bowl in front of him, he instantly became unhappy.

Pointing at the hot and sour noodles, he shouted to Song Rutang:

"I asked for a bowl with nothing on it, why did you guys add it all to me? I only give you the money for nothing!"

Song Rutang smiled and pushed the bowl between the two of them:
"This bowl is for you, I don't want your money."

"Anything like that?"

Zhao Yu was very confused, but seeing Song Rutang's smiling look, he understood instantly.

Are you just like Yang Pinxiang because she likes you, so you show her kindness in every possible way?
Zhao Yu was no longer calm now.

Turning his head to look at Yang Pinxiang, he saw that she looked scared, thinking that he would have to coax her a little.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw that Yang Pinxiang was not afraid that he would fall in love with someone else, but looked at Song Rutang with fear on his face and muttered:
"Sister Tang."

Zhao Yu jumped up all of a sudden.

Is this the powerful cousin that Yang Pinxiang was talking about?Why is he a waiter?
If she knew that she had abducted Yang Pinxiang, would she give her a beating?

At this moment, he wished he could pull Yang Pinxiang away quickly, so that the two of them would not be dragged back to Yang's house to soak in the pig cage.

Song Rutang naturally knew the psychological activities of these two people.

He just didn't point it out on the spot, deliberately ignored Zhao Yu, and greeted Yang Pinxiang with a smile:

"coming?"

A group of spectators around naturally observed the Shura field here, and pricked up their ears, preparing to watch a big show.

They wanted to see what the Yang family's attitude was towards this matter.

It’s impossible to let your own yellow-flowered eldest daughter and a boy from another family wander around outside?
Yang Pinxiang forced a smile.

It is not yet known whether Sister Tang knows that she stole things. If she does, there is no telling what will happen.

However, she was only discovered by her third uncle and three aunt this time. No matter how fast her third uncle and three aunt were, they could never go faster than her.

She went straight to Yu Lang's side as soon as she left the house, and was then brought here by Yu Lang. Even if the third uncle and the third aunt came here first to spread the news to Sister Tang, they would definitely have to bump into them when they left.

Since they didn't bump into each other, it naturally means that the third uncle and the third aunt haven't come yet.

Thinking about it, Sister Tang has a foreign surname after all. How could the third uncle and the third aunt go against their own family for a foreign surname?
Many thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant. Yang Pinxiang carefully observed Song Rutang's expression and felt a little more at ease when he saw her looking at him with a smile.

So he responded with a smile:
"Sister Tang." Song Rutang nodded, knowing that she and Yang Pinxiang were not thinking about the spirited young man at this time, so she asked:
"This hot and sour rice noodle is made with ingredients I grow at home. Do you want to try it and see if it tastes good?"

Zhao Yu didn't expect that he was being ignored at this moment. He was just afraid that he would attract Song Rutang's attention if he made a sound, so he huddled aside and did not dare to speak again.

Yang Pinxiang felt that she was being stared at tightly by Song Rutang's eyes, and a layer of cold sweat broke out behind her.

He forced a smile, thinking it was Song Rutang who happened to ask this question, and replied like a normal person:

"It's delicious. Sister Tang's cooking is really good."

"You kid, why are you still making up lies? Why do you start saying it's delicious when you haven't eaten it? Could it be that you secretly tasted it at home?"

Song Rutang's words were like a joke, but they went straight into Yang Pinxiang's heart.

Could it be that...Sister Tang really knew?
Looking up, he saw Song Rutang still smiling, but the coldness in his eyes was bottomless.

Only then did Yang Pinxiang realize that she had been discovered by Song Rutang, and her face instantly turned pale.

Zhao Yu on the side was even more confused.

No, what's the situation?
Why did a few words scare Yang Pinxiang like this?Could it be that Yang Pinxiang really stole and ate food at home?

Not only Zhao Yu, but also everyone else in the restaurant was confused.

The shopkeeper didn't ask about the young man or the family affairs, so why did he come up and ask if it was delicious?

And he frightened this little girl with just a few words?

No, what's so scary about these words?Could it be that it really touched the heart of that little girl?
Yang Pinxiang trembled, answering no, not answering, and turned to look at Zhao Yu.

Seeing Zhao Yu looking at her with a confused expression, Yang Pinxiang felt completely chilled in her heart.

If Yulang knew that he had stolen something, he would definitely dislike him...

No, we can't let Yu Lang know about this.

Having made up her mind, Yang Pinxiang looked up at Song Rutang and said seriously:

"This hot and sour pink dish has a full aroma, and you can smell it from a long distance away. That's why my sister said it must be delicious. Why is Sister Tang using such words to target my sister?"

"Of course you can't. I'm just worried that you will be bullied outside. If you are sensitive, I can't say more."

After saying that, Song Rutang turned to look at this energetic young man, with a little anger on his face.

Even though Yang Pinxiang stole her chili peppers and almost caused the chili peppers to spread long in advance, what was even more hateful was the person who led Yang Pinxiang astray.

Song Rutang's voice suddenly became much colder, and he pointed the finger directly at Zhao Yu:

"You are the one who kidnapped the daughter of my Yang family? As a man, you have no responsibilities at all, and you always blame others. My daughter of the Yang family has studied history since she was a child, and she understands everything about economics. How can it be left up to you to comment?"

When the onlookers heard this, they all sighed:
"It's a pity."

Zhao Yu's face turned pale, but he still stiffened his neck and replied:
"She came to me, what does it have to do with me? Most of what you learned is true, but she knows where to find soap for washing hair, and what materials are cheap to buy clothes? Once she enters society, what will she do? No, you still have to rely on me to survive?"

Song Rutang laughed at this popularity.

Just as he was about to speak, Yang Pinxiang grabbed his arm, and he begged:

"Sister Tang, stop talking about him. Everything is of my own free will."