Big brother, the little daughter-in-law is going to be spoiled by you!

Chapter 610 "Big Gift"

Chapter 610 "Big Gift"

As the winter solstice approaches, the weather is getting cooler.

Ye Jiao changed into elegant and luxurious winter clothes. The neckline and cuffs of the thick cheongsam were covered with snow-white fur collars, making her palm-sized face even more exquisite.

For many students in the south, going out in such cold weather is really terrible.

For Ye Jiao personally, it was a drizzle-like chill, so she didn't need to put on a thick padded jacket here, and could wear all kinds of beautiful clothes.

Everyone's life is still going on, working, going to school, and the various shops outside are still full of bustle and bustle, and the bustling crowd is still declaring the boundless prosperity of this place.

In addition to the yelling of the children who sell newspapers every day, there are also some people with slightly solemn faces, and the hurried streets remind everyone that it has become a time of war.

For the rest, everything has returned to calm, and everyone's initial panic and the like have gradually disappeared.

Speaking of which, since the fall of the old dynasty, the people of Ningguo have been living in peace, especially the people in Shanghai, who have gradually forgotten the cruelty of war.

Of course, those occasional small-scale wars in other places were ignored.

For everyone, it has long lost its shocking power, and it has become accustomed to all kinds of news that come from time to time. Later, it gradually turned into news printed in newspapers or talked about among people.

And this time when Yingzhou attacked suddenly, the people of Ningguo, who seemed to be living normally, were suddenly hit in the head, and they were beaten directly.

And after the obsession, as the pain gradually disappeared, everyone couldn't help but forget the pain when the scars healed.

"The truth is still far away. Don't worry, we will be fine. Even when the Five, National, Allied and Army invaded back then, they didn't come to our Shanghai! What's more, it's far away in the northeast this time."

Above the stalls of the small noodle restaurant, the smoke from the food constantly coming out of the pots and bowls curled up like smoke.

The shiny and jade-like noodles were fished out by a strainer, and after controlling the water, they were put into a large celadon flower bowl, with seasonings added, a handful of neatly chopped green onions were sprinkled on top, and finally, boiling oil was poured over again.

Just listen - stab it!
After the sound, the rich aroma followed, and the aroma rushed into people's nostrils!

The guests who had just received the porcelain bowls from the proprietress picked up the chopsticks they had prepared earlier, and couldn't wait to take a big bite.

"Fuck~"

The chewy and mellow noodles melted away after a little bit of chewing, and the taste of the noodles penetrated into the mouth. Hungry diners didn't want to eat two big mouthfuls. After eating, people were fascinated by their eyes comfortably.

"Arrogant soldiers are bound to be defeated, and don't take it lightly!"

"That's the truth, but it's useless for us little people!" Another diner took a big bite of the steamed stuffed bun and spoke in a somewhat vague manner.

"Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world! How can we not be as good as those students, at least they are still protesting!"

On the contrary, in a short period of time, the common people actually slack off.

Speaking of which, the critical situation has just begun!

This remark has aroused the approval of some people, this is a major matter of the country, it is always better to be more cautious.

The conversation here is in full swing, and everyone is eating with gusto. The small noodle stall has become a gathering place.

It was clearly winter, but the diners were sweating profusely from eating.

Especially in those bowls with chili, there is a layer of crystal clear red oil floating on it. After eating half a bowl, people's lips are slightly swollen, and there are bursts of spicy and numbness. What a pleasure.

Ye Jiao, who specially changed into an ordinary thin jacket, also gathered in the crowd. She ordered a small bowl, held it with bamboo chopsticks, and ate slowly.

In this kind of small stall, most of the guests who come here are the most ordinary people, and most of them are men who work as coolies. This bowl is not like the exquisite food in ordinary Shanghai, but bold and bold like the northerners .

Ye Jiao thinks that the taste here is also quite good, very authentic and tasty enough to make people feel satisfied.

Sitting next to Ye Jiao was Ah Xing. He also ordered a small bowl of noodles. As a native southerner, even though Ah Xing was a man, he didn't eat much.

The two sat in the small booth, eating noodles slowly, but their ears were quietly pricked up to listen carefully to the outsiders' chat.

The people who come here are from all walks of life, and everyone is not shy about it, and they are more informal. They speak up when they have something to say, and even people at the next table who don't know each other can easily interject a few words.

Most of what everyone is talking about right now is about war. Men seem to be born with a sense of enthusiasm for this kind of thing. They discuss it loudly, and occasionally it will be mixed with some recent events in Shanghai. little things.

Ye Jiao listened carefully, then carefully judged and discerned, and used some information for my use.

When the meal here was almost over, the number of diners at the stall gradually decreased, and the stall owner began to pack up.

Ye Jiao and the others also finished their last bite. She wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and said softly, "Let's go."

They come here not just to have a bite of food, but to "do business".

Didn't the Yu family always trouble Ye Jiao?

Ye Jiao is not the one who suffers, since others are so "polite", Ye Jiao naturally has to treat each other with courtesy, and Ye Jiao even wants to give back a "big gift".

Don't look at the Axing people who don't look very good, and they are a bit of a fool, a little scum who didn't even get involved with the Kun Gang.

But Ah Xing fled to Shanghai with his father when he was six or seven years old.

Now I have been here for more than ten years, and Ah Xing has not studied much. He just wanders around with the big gangsters. I dare not say the rest, but for this place in Shanghai, even with his eyes closed, he can be accurate. find the way.

Ah Xing has also met many people, and is very familiar with many situations, gossip and the like here.

No, with Ah Xing's hard work, he quickly found out a piece of "big gossip!" about the Yu family!

After Ye Jiao heard about it, she kept saying it was very interesting, so she planned to come over and take a peek in person.

Since you want to give the other party a "big gift", you must be sincere, right?
Ye Jiao smiled.

After passing through tall and narrow alleys, they finally arrived at the gate of a nice small courtyard.

"It's here."

Ah Xing pointed at the closed door and said in a low voice.

Ye Jiao nodded, looked around, and saw that this was a small detached villa, with green vines climbing over the high walls, and lush trees in the courtyard, which tightly covered the situation inside like a giant umbrella with.

With a "squeak~", the door was opened from the inside.

(End of this chapter)