Chapter 1521
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Zhang's mother saw that her son couldn't help anything else. She kept making trouble by saying sarcastic words. Her face showed an unhappy look. She wiped her tears and said, "you're not a parent. You don't know the difficulties and hardships of being a parent. If you serve snacks yourself, your father and I don't have to be so worried."
As soon as Zhang's mother said this, she remembered that the old man was still playing chess in the park. He was brazenly going out to play chess. Today, she caught the opportunity. She asked him to go. If she didn't call him, he must not know when he would come back.
I'll go out with my daughter later. In case the old man doesn't see anyone at home, don't worry. Mother Zhang quickly wiped her face and said to them, "OK, you go and clean up. When you go to work, you go and dress up. I'll ask your father to come back for dinner, or he won't find anyone when we leave."
Then Zhang's mother stood up, untied her apron and prepared to go out to find the old man. Zhang Feng quickly called her mother: "Mom, don't go. I'll go. You'll clean yourself up at home. You're also half the protagonist today. You'll dress up well, but don't let others feel that our family has lost etiquette."
Zhang Feng thought that he didn't have anything to do today anyway. Wang Yu was in the company. He didn't intend to go to the company today, so as not to let his mother go all the way and quarrel with his father in the park later.
He knows his father's character. He can't finish a game of chess for an hour. Zhang Feng doesn't want to make his mother unhappy because of these things. My mother is an acute child. I'll make trouble with my father later. It's better for him to go.
As soon as Zhang's mother heard this, it's OK. She also went to clean it up. Her son was enlightened and knew how to share it for herself. Zhang's mother was very happy at once. She quickly smiled and said, "well, go. Your father and those old men are in the teahouse on the street. Then I'll go and freshen up. Weiwei, you hurry upstairs. There's nothing for you here. I'll clean it up."
As soon as Zhang's mother saw that Huang Weiwei began to clean up the table, she hurried to catch Huang Weiwei up. The girl was not in a hurry. Now she didn't have to do this. She just dressed herself up.
"Well, mom, I'll go up and freshen up. I'll come down and call you." Huang Weiwei put her things in the kitchen and said cleverly. Zhang's mother followed her up the stairs, and then she was relieved. She quickly packed up her things in the kitchen and couldn't wash them. She hurried back to her room.
Zhang Feng saw that the mother and daughter were probably out of mind and crazy. It seemed that they were stuck on the road of this blind date. They couldn't put the Buddha back. Forget it, he'd better go and tell his father first so that he won't see people worry when he comes back.
Zhang Feng went out all the way. The reason why he volunteered to call his father was that he knew that his father could rarely be approved to play chess in the morning. If his mother had to drag his father back in the past, his elegant interest was destroyed and nothing could make him happy.
No, Zhang Feng thought that if he went to tell his father, his father could continue to play there. Anyway, the teahouse could have food at noon. It's also good for Dad to drink and chat with those old men. It's rare to be free. There's no one at home today, and dad can move freely.
Zhang Feng walked briskly all the way. He was haggard for this depressed breakfast at home. If it weren't for Huang Weiwei, he would have left.
At the thought of Huang Weiwei, Zhang Feng felt both guilty and remorse. If she hadn't decided to call Su Ming to dinner without authorization yesterday, Huang Weiwei wouldn't have been angry with BA song, let alone promised her mother to go on a blind date on impulse.
It's really unfair for him to do this. He's really ashamed of what a good big brother did. Zhang Feng sighed and shook his head. He doesn't know whether Basong has gone out now. I'd better go and have a look and explain to Basong later.
Otherwise, if Ba song knew that Huang Weiwei was going on a blind date, the misunderstanding would be more unclear, and it would be more difficult to do.
Zhang Feng thought about this and couldn't help accelerating his pace. He hurried to the teahouse where his father played chess.
In the teahouse, there was a lot of noise in the hall outside. There were people drinking tea and reading newspapers, chatting and eating melon seeds, peeling the peanuts and humming small songs. There were hot tea on the big wooden table outside. All the time seemed to be slowed down here.
Almost all of them are old people living around, and there are also a few old women. Those old women sit at a table, knocking melon seeds and chatting about their daily life. Next to them are dishes just bought from the morning market, and some are dressed brightly, sitting drinking tea and chatting.
It has almost become a gathering place for the elderly. The hall is full of antique wooden tables and benches. There are only large bowls of tea and snacks in the morning, and there will be specially invited singers performing on it in the afternoon.
In the afternoon, there are pots of good tea, Biluochun, Shoumei, Zhengshan seed, Longjing, Tieguanyin, etc., as well as some flower tea and fruit tea specially prepared for the old ladies, and some snacks.
Because the snacks are made now, the masters don't come in the morning and only come at noon, so everyone drinks a big bowl of tea in the morning and talks while eating with some snacks.
Walking through the hall to the inside, there is a patio Wai corridor. Father Zhang usually likes to play chess here. This patio Wai corridor is like a corridor in the park. There are many chess tables around. Everyone can walk around with their own teapots or cups.
There are also people who put up a mess here, but the only difference between here and the outside is that they don't gamble. Of course, although these prison leaders are not short of money, everyone has high literacy, focuses on participation, and doesn't come to win money.
Zhang's father has several chess partners. They all like to play chess here. It may be that the atmosphere here is better, or it may be because there are many people here and everyone can communicate. After all, people are social animals. It's really boring to play alone.
Moreover, the consumption here is not high and it is very economical. Everyone is happy to come here to chat. Usually, when Zhang's father plays chess, Zhang's mother and several old sisters sit outside to inquire about drinking tea and listening to the opera. This day is also carefree and happy, at least much better than when they first came.
The patio Wai corridor and the hall are cleverly separated by some bamboo curtains, so as not to appear chaotic and crowded. It can be seen that the owner of this teahouse has made great efforts in decoration and design.
All the furnishings in the store have the flavor of the 1950s and 1960s. The mottled colors on the tables, chairs and benches all reveal that they seem to be old and not the tables, chairs and benches from the factory now.
There are a lot of decorations on the wall, such as a calendar with a sense of time, and some straw hats, all of which show feelings.
The people at the cashier in this shop also use abacus. The waiters in the shop wear blue cloth clothes and black cloth shoes, and the tableware used are the old blue edged earthenware bowls and enamel teapots. These should make the old men and women look very kind. No wonder so many people are willing to come.
When Zhang Feng came here, it was already very busy. The guys were busy. Many people bought breakfast outside. Those guys didn't say anything. Instead, they were very enthusiastic and took dishes, paper towels and other things for them.
"Aunt Luo, you eat fried dough sticks again today. I'll bring you so many dishes. After all, aunt Luo, these fried dough sticks are fried food. I think you've eaten them several times this week. Should you change your taste? There's a new noodle restaurant in front. If you want noodles, I can buy them for you in the morning, flower rolls and tea. Fried dough sticks are still available occasionally A good meal. "
A middle-aged man who looked about forty years old saw an old lady carrying a plastic bag and a shopping cart coming in. He quickly won and began to talk as soon as he took something.
The old lady who bought the fried dough sticks was neither angry nor angry. She smiled and let the man talk for a long time. After taking her to her place, she sat down and said to him: "Xiao Chen, I was young for my good, but at my age, you said I could eat for a few days. I just like to eat this fried dough sticks. It's great to eat fried dough sticks when I was a child in our hometown."
"Do you know the four King Kong? It's a pity that there is no fried dough sticks and soybean milk rice cake here. Soybean milk is not good to drink. I can only add tea to fried dough sticks. I know you care about me. I thank you. Give me a bowl of tea quickly. The fried dough sticks are not delicious when they are cold." aunt Luo sat down with a smile, broke a small piece of fried dough sticks with her hand and sent it to her mouth.
The waiter surnamed Chen could only sigh when he saw aunt Luo say so. He turned and went to get a bowl of tea for his aunt. Zhang Feng thought that others had said so. The waiter should not say anything. After all, he was just a customer.
Who knows, the waiter took a bowl, took a plate to his aunt, took out the fried dough sticks, and threw the plastic bag into the garbage basket. At this time, he saw him go to the counter and take out a box of cloud cakes from nowhere. He went and sat opposite aunt Luo.
"Aunt Luo, this is the cloud cake brought from my hometown. You can have a taste. Drink some tea and eat this. It's very refreshing. You bought two fried dough sticks. You can change this one with me. I haven't had breakfast yet. I ate this fried dough stick and I'll try a big King Kong in your hometown." the waiter took the fried dough sticks and ate them without saying a word.
Without aunt Luo's consent, it seems that he doesn't care whether people will be angry or not. Anyway, he puts it in his mouth first.
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Zhang's mother saw that her son couldn't help anything else. She kept making trouble by saying sarcastic words. Her face showed an unhappy look. She wiped her tears and said, "you're not a parent. You don't know the difficulties and hardships of being a parent. If you serve snacks yourself, your father and I don't have to be so worried."
As soon as Zhang's mother said this, she remembered that the old man was still playing chess in the park. He was brazenly going out to play chess. Today, she caught the opportunity. She asked him to go. If she didn't call him, he must not know when he would come back.
I'll go out with my daughter later. In case the old man doesn't see anyone at home, don't worry. Mother Zhang quickly wiped her face and said to them, "OK, you go and clean up. When you go to work, you go and dress up. I'll ask your father to come back for dinner, or he won't find anyone when we leave."
Then Zhang's mother stood up, untied her apron and prepared to go out to find the old man. Zhang Feng quickly called her mother: "Mom, don't go. I'll go. You'll clean yourself up at home. You're also half the protagonist today. You'll dress up well, but don't let others feel that our family has lost etiquette."
Zhang Feng thought that he didn't have anything to do today anyway. Wang Yu was in the company. He didn't intend to go to the company today, so as not to let his mother go all the way and quarrel with his father in the park later.
He knows his father's character. He can't finish a game of chess for an hour. Zhang Feng doesn't want to make his mother unhappy because of these things. My mother is an acute child. I'll make trouble with my father later. It's better for him to go.
As soon as Zhang's mother heard this, it's OK. She also went to clean it up. Her son was enlightened and knew how to share it for herself. Zhang's mother was very happy at once. She quickly smiled and said, "well, go. Your father and those old men are in the teahouse on the street. Then I'll go and freshen up. Weiwei, you hurry upstairs. There's nothing for you here. I'll clean it up."
As soon as Zhang's mother saw that Huang Weiwei began to clean up the table, she hurried to catch Huang Weiwei up. The girl was not in a hurry. Now she didn't have to do this. She just dressed herself up.
"Well, mom, I'll go up and freshen up. I'll come down and call you." Huang Weiwei put her things in the kitchen and said cleverly. Zhang's mother followed her up the stairs, and then she was relieved. She quickly packed up her things in the kitchen and couldn't wash them. She hurried back to her room.
Zhang Feng saw that the mother and daughter were probably out of mind and crazy. It seemed that they were stuck on the road of this blind date. They couldn't put the Buddha back. Forget it, he'd better go and tell his father first so that he won't see people worry when he comes back.
Zhang Feng went out all the way. The reason why he volunteered to call his father was that he knew that his father could rarely be approved to play chess in the morning. If his mother had to drag his father back in the past, his elegant interest was destroyed and nothing could make him happy.
No, Zhang Feng thought that if he went to tell his father, his father could continue to play there. Anyway, the teahouse could have food at noon. It's also good for Dad to drink and chat with those old men. It's rare to be free. There's no one at home today, and dad can move freely.
Zhang Feng walked briskly all the way. He was haggard for this depressed breakfast at home. If it weren't for Huang Weiwei, he would have left.
At the thought of Huang Weiwei, Zhang Feng felt both guilty and remorse. If she hadn't decided to call Su Ming to dinner without authorization yesterday, Huang Weiwei wouldn't have been angry with BA song, let alone promised her mother to go on a blind date on impulse.
It's really unfair for him to do this. He's really ashamed of what a good big brother did. Zhang Feng sighed and shook his head. He doesn't know whether Basong has gone out now. I'd better go and have a look and explain to Basong later.
Otherwise, if Ba song knew that Huang Weiwei was going on a blind date, the misunderstanding would be more unclear, and it would be more difficult to do.
Zhang Feng thought about this and couldn't help accelerating his pace. He hurried to the teahouse where his father played chess.
In the teahouse, there was a lot of noise in the hall outside. There were people drinking tea and reading newspapers, chatting and eating melon seeds, peeling the peanuts and humming small songs. There were hot tea on the big wooden table outside. All the time seemed to be slowed down here.
Almost all of them are old people living around, and there are also a few old women. Those old women sit at a table, knocking melon seeds and chatting about their daily life. Next to them are dishes just bought from the morning market, and some are dressed brightly, sitting drinking tea and chatting.
It has almost become a gathering place for the elderly. The hall is full of antique wooden tables and benches. There are only large bowls of tea and snacks in the morning, and there will be specially invited singers performing on it in the afternoon.
In the afternoon, there are pots of good tea, Biluochun, Shoumei, Zhengshan seed, Longjing, Tieguanyin, etc., as well as some flower tea and fruit tea specially prepared for the old ladies, and some snacks.
Because the snacks are made now, the masters don't come in the morning and only come at noon, so everyone drinks a big bowl of tea in the morning and talks while eating with some snacks.
Walking through the hall to the inside, there is a patio Wai corridor. Father Zhang usually likes to play chess here. This patio Wai corridor is like a corridor in the park. There are many chess tables around. Everyone can walk around with their own teapots or cups.
There are also people who put up a mess here, but the only difference between here and the outside is that they don't gamble. Of course, although these prison leaders are not short of money, everyone has high literacy, focuses on participation, and doesn't come to win money.
Zhang's father has several chess partners. They all like to play chess here. It may be that the atmosphere here is better, or it may be because there are many people here and everyone can communicate. After all, people are social animals. It's really boring to play alone.
Moreover, the consumption here is not high and it is very economical. Everyone is happy to come here to chat. Usually, when Zhang's father plays chess, Zhang's mother and several old sisters sit outside to inquire about drinking tea and listening to the opera. This day is also carefree and happy, at least much better than when they first came.
The patio Wai corridor and the hall are cleverly separated by some bamboo curtains, so as not to appear chaotic and crowded. It can be seen that the owner of this teahouse has made great efforts in decoration and design.
All the furnishings in the store have the flavor of the 1950s and 1960s. The mottled colors on the tables, chairs and benches all reveal that they seem to be old and not the tables, chairs and benches from the factory now.
There are a lot of decorations on the wall, such as a calendar with a sense of time, and some straw hats, all of which show feelings.
The people at the cashier in this shop also use abacus. The waiters in the shop wear blue cloth clothes and black cloth shoes, and the tableware used are the old blue edged earthenware bowls and enamel teapots. These should make the old men and women look very kind. No wonder so many people are willing to come.
When Zhang Feng came here, it was already very busy. The guys were busy. Many people bought breakfast outside. Those guys didn't say anything. Instead, they were very enthusiastic and took dishes, paper towels and other things for them.
"Aunt Luo, you eat fried dough sticks again today. I'll bring you so many dishes. After all, aunt Luo, these fried dough sticks are fried food. I think you've eaten them several times this week. Should you change your taste? There's a new noodle restaurant in front. If you want noodles, I can buy them for you in the morning, flower rolls and tea. Fried dough sticks are still available occasionally A good meal. "
A middle-aged man who looked about forty years old saw an old lady carrying a plastic bag and a shopping cart coming in. He quickly won and began to talk as soon as he took something.
The old lady who bought the fried dough sticks was neither angry nor angry. She smiled and let the man talk for a long time. After taking her to her place, she sat down and said to him: "Xiao Chen, I was young for my good, but at my age, you said I could eat for a few days. I just like to eat this fried dough sticks. It's great to eat fried dough sticks when I was a child in our hometown."
"Do you know the four King Kong? It's a pity that there is no fried dough sticks and soybean milk rice cake here. Soybean milk is not good to drink. I can only add tea to fried dough sticks. I know you care about me. I thank you. Give me a bowl of tea quickly. The fried dough sticks are not delicious when they are cold." aunt Luo sat down with a smile, broke a small piece of fried dough sticks with her hand and sent it to her mouth.
The waiter surnamed Chen could only sigh when he saw aunt Luo say so. He turned and went to get a bowl of tea for his aunt. Zhang Feng thought that others had said so. The waiter should not say anything. After all, he was just a customer.
Who knows, the waiter took a bowl, took a plate to his aunt, took out the fried dough sticks, and threw the plastic bag into the garbage basket. At this time, he saw him go to the counter and take out a box of cloud cakes from nowhere. He went and sat opposite aunt Luo.
"Aunt Luo, this is the cloud cake brought from my hometown. You can have a taste. Drink some tea and eat this. It's very refreshing. You bought two fried dough sticks. You can change this one with me. I haven't had breakfast yet. I ate this fried dough stick and I'll try a big King Kong in your hometown." the waiter took the fried dough sticks and ate them without saying a word.
Without aunt Luo's consent, it seems that he doesn't care whether people will be angry or not. Anyway, he puts it in his mouth first.
Zhang's mother saw that her son couldn't help anything else. She kept making trouble by saying sarcastic words. Her face showed an unhappy look. She wiped her tears and said, "you're not a parent. You don't know the difficulties and hardships of being a parent. If you serve snacks yourself, your father and I don't have to be so worried."As soon as Zhang's mother said this, she remembered that the old man was still playing chess in the park. He was brazenly going out to play chess. Today, she caught the opportunity. She asked him to go. If she didn't call him, he must not know when he would come back.I'll go out with my daughter later. In case the old man doesn't see anyone at home, don't worry. Mother Zhang quickly wiped her face and said to them, "OK, you go and clean up. When you go to work, you go and dress up. I'll ask your father to come back for dinner, or he won't find anyone when we leave."Then Zhang's mother stood up, untied her apron and prepared to go out to find the old man. Zhang Feng quickly called her mother: "Mom, don't go. I'll go. You'll clean yourself up at home. You're also half the protagonist today. You'll dress up well, but don't let others feel that our family has lost etiquette."Zhang Feng thought that he didn't have anything to do today anyway. Wang Yu was in the company. He didn't intend to go to the company today, so as not to let his mother go all the way and quarrel with his father in the park later.He knows his father's character. He can't finish a game of chess for an hour. Zhang Feng doesn't want to make his mother unhappy because of these things. My mother is an acute child. I'll make trouble with my father later. It's better for him to go.As soon as Zhang's mother heard this, it's OK. She also went to clean it up. Her son was enlightened and knew how to share it for herself. Zhang's mother was very happy at once. She quickly smiled and said, "well, go. Your father and those old men are in the teahouse on the street. Then I'll go and freshen up. Weiwei, you hurry upstairs. There's nothing for you here. I'll clean it up."As soon as Zhang's mother saw that Huang Weiwei began to clean up the table, she hurried to catch Huang Weiwei up. The girl was not in a hurry. Now she didn't have to do this. She just dressed herself up."Well, mom, I'll go up and freshen up. I'll come down and call you." Huang Weiwei put her things in the kitchen and said cleverly. Zhang's mother followed her up the stairs, and then she was relieved. She quickly packed up her things in the kitchen and couldn't wash them. She hurried back to her room.Zhang Feng saw that the mother and daughter were probably out of mind and crazy. It seemed that they were stuck on the road of this blind date. They couldn't put the Buddha back. Forget it, he'd better go and tell his father first so that he won't see people worry when he comes back.Zhang Feng went out all the way. The reason why he volunteered to call his father was that he knew that his father could rarely be approved to play chess in the morning. If his mother had to drag his father back in the past, his elegant interest was destroyed and nothing could make him happy.No, Zhang Feng thought that if he went to tell his father, his father could continue to play there. Anyway, the teahouse could have food at noon. It's also good for Dad to drink and chat with those old men. It's rare to be free. There's no one at home today, and dad can move freely.Zhang Feng walked briskly all the way. He was haggard for this depressed breakfast at home. If it weren't for Huang Weiwei, he would have left.At the thought of Huang Weiwei, Zhang Feng felt both guilty and remorse. If she hadn't decided to call Su Ming to dinner without authorization yesterday, Huang Weiwei wouldn't have been angry with BA song, let alone promised her mother to go on a blind date on impulse.It's really unfair for him to do this. He's really ashamed of what a good big brother did. Zhang Feng sighed and shook his head. He doesn't know whether Basong has gone out now. I'd better go and have a look and explain to Basong later.Otherwise, if Ba song knew that Huang Weiwei was going on a blind date, the misunderstanding would be more unclear, and it would be more difficult to do.Zhang Feng thought about this and couldn't help accelerating his pace. He hurried to the teahouse where his father played chess.In the teahouse, there was a lot of noise in the hall outside. There were people drinking tea and reading newspapers, chatting and eating melon seeds, peeling the peanuts and humming small songs. There were hot tea on the big wooden table outside. All the time seemed to be slowed down here.Almost all of them are old people living around, and there are also a few old women. Those old women sit at a table, knocking melon seeds and chatting about their daily life. Next to them are dishes just bought from the morning market, and some are dressed brightly, sitting drinking tea and chatting.It has almost become a gathering place for the elderly. The hall is full of antique wooden tables and benches. There are only large bowls of tea and snacks in the morning, and there will be specially invited singers performing on it in the afternoon.In the afternoon, there are pots of good tea, Biluochun, Shoumei, Zhengshan seed, Longjing, Tieguanyin, etc., as well as some flower tea and fruit tea specially prepared for the old ladies, and some snacks.Because the snacks are made now, the masters don't come in the morning and only come at noon, so everyone drinks a big bowl of tea in the morning and talks while eating with some snacks.Walking through the hall to the inside, there is a patio Wai corridor. Father Zhang usually likes to play chess here. This patio Wai corridor is like a corridor in the park. There are many chess tables around. Everyone can walk around with their own teapots or cups.There are also people who put up a mess here, but the only difference between here and the outside is that they don't gamble. Of course, although these prison leaders are not short of money, everyone has high literacy, focuses on participation, and doesn't come to win money.Zhang's father has several chess partners. They all like to play chess here. It may be that the atmosphere here is better, or it may be because there are many people here and everyone can communicate. After all, people are social animals. It's really boring to play alone.Moreover, the consumption here is not high and it is very economical. Everyone is happy to come here to chat. Usually, when Zhang's father plays chess, Zhang's mother and several old sisters sit outside to inquire about drinking tea and listening to the opera. This day is also carefree and happy, at least much better than when they first came.The patio Wai corridor and the hall are cleverly separated by some bamboo curtains, so as not to appear chaotic and crowded. It can be seen that the owner of this teahouse has made great efforts in decoration and design.All the furnishings in the store have the flavor of the 1950s and 1960s. The mottled colors on the tables, chairs and benches all reveal that they seem to be old and not the tables, chairs and benches from the factory now.There are a lot of decorations on the wall, such as a calendar with a sense of time, and some straw hats, all of which show feelings.The people at the cashier in this shop also use abacus. The waiters in the shop wear blue cloth clothes and black cloth shoes, and the tableware used are the old blue edged earthenware bowls and enamel teapots. These should make the old men and women look very kind. No wonder so many people are willing to come.When Zhang Feng came here, it was already very busy. The guys were busy. Many people bought breakfast outside. Those guys didn't say anything. Instead, they were very enthusiastic and took dishes, paper towels and other things for them."Aunt Luo, you eat fried dough sticks again today. I'll bring you so many dishes. After all, aunt Luo, these fried dough sticks are fried food. I think you've eaten them several times this week. Should you change your taste? There's a new noodle restaurant in front. If you want noodles, I can buy them for you in the morning, flower rolls and tea. Fried dough sticks are still available occasionally A good meal. "A middle-aged man who looked about forty years old saw an old lady carrying a plastic bag and a shopping cart coming in. He quickly won and began to talk as soon as he took something.The old lady who bought the fried dough sticks was neither angry nor angry. She smiled and let the man talk for a long time. After taking her to her place, she sat down and said to him: "Xiao Chen, I was young for my good, but at my age, you said I could eat for a few days. I just like to eat this fried dough sticks. It's great to eat fried dough sticks when I was a child in our hometown.""Do you know the four King Kong? It's a pity that there is no fried dough sticks and soybean milk rice cake here. Soybean milk is not good to drink. I can only add tea to fried dough sticks. I know you care about me. I thank you. Give me a bowl of tea quickly. The fried dough sticks are not delicious when they are cold." aunt Luo sat down with a smile, broke a small piece of fried dough sticks with her hand and sent it to her mouth.The waiter surnamed Chen could only sigh when he saw aunt Luo say so. He turned and went to get a bowl of tea for his aunt. Zhang Feng thought that others had said so. The waiter should not say anything. After all, he was just a customer.Who knows, the waiter took a bowl, took a plate to his aunt, took out the fried dough sticks, and threw the plastic bag into the garbage basket. At this time, he saw him go to the counter and take out a box of cloud cakes from nowhere. He went and sat opposite aunt Luo."Aunt Luo, this is the cloud cake brought from my hometown. You can have a taste. Drink some tea and eat this. It's very refreshing. You bought two fried dough sticks. You can change this one with me. I haven't had breakfast yet. I ate this fried dough stick and I'll try a big King Kong in your hometown." the waiter took the fried dough sticks and ate them without saying a word.Without aunt Luo's consent, it seems that he doesn't care whether people will be angry or not. Anyway, he puts it in his mouth first.
