The cheongsam beauty becomes a god after the end of the law

Chapter 35 35. Chen Ji Baozi Shop

Rongrong is too young and doesn’t know what death is.

Seeing Agarwood looking at her, she walked over quietly.

He reached out and touched the head of Li Jingcai who was kneeling on the ground, "Dad, what's wrong with you?" He turned to look at Wu Guihua: "Why is grandma sleeping on the ground?"

Chen Xiangyin stretched out his hand and pulled her over, pinching her little face to make her open her mouth: "Rongrong, what are you eating?"

Rongrong was frightened and immediately struggled to push Chen Xiangyin away: "It hurts! Wuwuwu——"

Li Jingcai anxiously grabbed Rongrong and hugged her: "Miss Shen, what are you doing!"

Chen Xiangyin didn't know how to explain it, and she wasn't sure if she was too nervous.

Because it is known that Liu Ze has been watching secretly, and all the plants and trees are soldiers?
  Li Jingcai's chest rose and fell violently, "You saw it too, my mother... I still have a lot of things to do, so I can't entertain you, so please go back."

Strong eviction order.

Agarwood made her throat roll and she said nothing. It was really unpleasant that she came to announce the funeral so early in the morning.

Without saying goodbye, Chen Xiangyin consciously exited the door.

Behind him were the sounds of father and daughter crying together.

Li Jingcai's breathless cries echoed.

"Mom, why are you leaving in such a hurry! If I knew that yesterday was the last meal we had, I would never make you angry..."

His deafening regret made Chen Xiang feel heartbroken.

It was cruel to not have time to say goodbye.

It's so cold in winter and everything around me looks miserable.

Chen Xiangyin really wanted to eat hot steamed buns.

She stopped and turned around onto the road leading to West Street.

After returning to Biluo Ancient Town, I haven’t been to West Street yet.

……

Chenji Baozi Shop.

It has been a century-old store since it was opened during the Tongzhi period.

The signature meat buns have been passed down for more than 100 years.

The store was doing good business, and there was a long queue early in the morning.

There is a wooden sign beside the window, handwritten in red paint: Limit of purchase per person of signature meat buns: two.

The huge stack of cages is filled with steaming large meat buns.

There were two people standing in the window.

An old man, with his back neither hunched nor bent, was responsible for collecting money.

A woman, in her forties, packed the buns neatly in her hands.

The agarwood smells the aroma of the steamed buns and queues at the back. The closer you get, the warmer you feel.

Chen Kee Baozi Shop is a symbol.

They sell hot steamed buns on time every morning. In this corner of the ancient town, no matter the times, things and people have changed, the steamed buns have not changed.

After waiting in line for more than twenty minutes, it was finally Agarwood’s turn.

She said loudly, "Three."

"Are you illiterate?" The woman was impatient and patted the wooden board next to her, "Do you want it?"

Chen Xiangyin: "But I need to eat three to be full."

Hearing these words, the old man collecting money next to him was startled.

Time seems to stand still.

People in line behind me are urging: "Do you want to buy it or not? If you don't want to buy it, give it a try."

Agarwood stood still.

The woman tried to drive her away, but the old man pulled her aside.

"It's cold today. You should eat more meat when it's cold. Is three enough for you?" He tried his best to make his voice clear, but it still sounded old and frail.

Chen Xiangyin: "I just brought one dollar."

"Then you can pay for it first, and I'll put one more for you. If it's not enough, you can come back." The old man said this, and put four big buns into the paper bag with trembling hands.

The people behind complained again and again:
  "How come she can buy four of them? I didn't even sell them for more money last time!"

"Have you finished shopping? It's time to send your children to school!"

"What a waste! What are you talking about, old man?"

The woman next to him was quite anxious at first, but now she doesn't rush him anymore.

He shouted to the people in line at the back: "Why are you making a fuss! It's sold out! It's sold out today!"

Chen Xiangyin completely ignored the sounds around him and laughed, "Aren't you afraid that your store will lose money by doing this business?"

The old man said with some pride: "It's just four buns, how much can we lose? If you come here to eat every day, my store can't even lose money."

"If you say that, then I'll be here every day."

As soon as he said these words, the tears in the old man's eyes fell one after another and fell on the bun.

He was a little panicked, wiped his eyes with his sleeve, and his voice returned to his old state: "I'm old, I'm crying in the wind, I'll give it to you again." "It doesn't matter." Chenxiang lured him over and grabbed the bag.

There were all kinds of complaints in the back, but the woman was too lazy to pay attention and turned over the purchase restriction sign: Sold out.

She wished she could sell less buns.

Big steamed buns with thin skin and thick meat. Each bun contains a complete steamed lion head.

Selling them for five yuan each will only recoup the cost.

Fortunately, the old man has a strong ancestral estate and some subsidies for the protection of intangible cultural heritage from above, so he can withstand the construction.

But she didn't know if the store would still be open after today.

The person the old man was waiting for has arrived.

But, it seemed to be different from what she thought.

A bit young.

……

Since Chen Xiangyin knew that Chen Ji Baozi was still open, he vaguely guessed that Du Hongqiu was still here.

Calculated by age, he is ninety-seven this year.

They were speechless, she didn't want to reminisce about the past.

Reminiscing about the past is too cruel to her, and it is cruel to Du Hongqiuye. He is already an old man in his dying years.

"I came here first to see you, and secondly because Biluo Ancient Town is not peaceful recently."

As she spoke, she took out the scissors she carried with her from her small bag, randomly picked up a strand of her hair, and clicked the scissors.

"Find something to put it on and wear it close to your body."

Du Hongqiu took the hair, carefully combed it and held it in his hand.

He didn't know anything about Chen Xiangyin, he only knew that she was immortal.

The old man's clear eyes could vaguely see the appearance of young Jin Shi, and Chen Xiangyin couldn't bear to look at him.

She lowered her head and said, "It's a good thing to be reincarnated."

"I know." Du Hongqiu immediately replied to her: "I have always known that, and I am not afraid of death. Now that you are willing to come back and see me, I have no regrets."

Chen Xiangyin raised the corner of his mouth: "Don't say that, it will sound like the last time."

Du Hongqiu was a little excited and nodded repeatedly: "I sell buns here every day."

"When I want to eat, I'll come to you."

Bosom friend is the definition Chen Xiangyin gives to this relationship.

But she always knew that Du Hongqiu admired her in the name of a confidant.

Du Hongqiu loved opera and had a very clear voice. He was crazy about Kunqu Opera in his early years. He was a playboy and kept making noises with his family every day to learn opera.

The family's ancestral signs cannot be smashed or allowed to learn.

In Biluo Ancient Town, Chen Xiangyin was the only person with whom he could chat.

He had known her since he was a teenager. Because of Four Baozi, Chenxiang taught him Kunqu opera and taught him to sing the Palace of Immortality.

I sang until twenty-seven or eight, and the look of Chen Xiangyin did not change.

After drinking, she told him that she was an immortal monster.

Du Hongqiu was the first person to cry and say how lonely and helpless she had been for so many years.

I don’t want to reminisce about the past, but old things are montaged in my head one after another.

Until Agarwood caused the loudspeaker of the mobile phone to ring loudly.

Crane's phone call.

After the call was connected, the other person said directly: "Why aren't you in the store?"

"Out."

"I found the store where Wang Cuilan's mobile phone was sold. It's nearby."

"So fast?" Chen Xiangyin did not hide his smile.

"Where are you?"

"Chen Ji Baozi Shop." After speaking, he paused and said, "Let's meet at the west gate."

She didn't want Du Hongqiu to see the crane rising into the sky.

But Du Hongqiu suddenly said: "Let him come and pick you up. The road outside is not easy."

He Chongtian heard on the phone: "Who are you with?"

Du Hongqiu rushed to answer: "Cousin, I am her cousin."

How ironic, Chen Xiangyin watched Shen Yueying change from a girl to a woman to a grandmother, and watched Du Hongqiu change from a boy to a man to a grandfather.

hang up the phone.

Du Hongqiu saw that Chen Xiangyin was lonely, and said with a warm smile: "Someone has to accompany you. I want to see if this person is qualified."

Chen Xiangyin was amused by him, "How can I be considered qualified?"

Du Hongqiu put on the show and sang: "His grace is like the beauty of pines and bamboos - his energy is like the floating clouds -"

(End of this chapter)