2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

Sunlight shines through the gaps in the tall buildings, awakening the city.

A special small table was set up in front of Lao Zhang Xiang Restaurant. On the left side was a large pot of boiling white soup. Next to it were various kinds of rice noodles, round, flat and thin. , and yellow alkaline surface.

There are two rows of ten rectangular iron boxes embedded on the right side of the small table. Inside are various steaming dishes, including braised pork ribs, fried pork with chili, fried pork with fungus, boiled beef, stewed beef brisket, stewed pig trotters, etc. The colors Most of them are red.

This is called "Ma Zi" in Hunan. After the rice noodles are cooked, a few spoons are added to it, and the aroma is overwhelming. Some people can't help but want to add another bowl after finishing one bowl to try other flavors.

A middle-aged man wearing an apron and gloves stood behind the stall. The morning breeze blew by, and the sparse hair on his head floated in the same direction as the white steam of the hot soup in the pot in front of him.

"Boss, please have a bowl of noodles."

"Okay!" The middle-aged uncle subconsciously agreed. He reached out and grabbed a handful of wide noodles and put it into a mesh spoon. Then he dipped it into the boiling noodle soup and hooked the handle of the spoon on the edge of the iron pot.

Through the white steam, he saw two figures standing in front of the stall, they seemed to be a young couple, and asked: "What does the other one eat?"

"Hmm... it's round."

"Okay." The boss quickly added the second bowl of noodles to the pot.

After doing all this, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He reached out and fanned the moisture in front of him, and his eyes widened: "Xixue?"

"Dad, you just recognized me." The girl smiled brightly.

The boss's eyes instantly became alert, and he turned to look at the taller figure next to him: "This kid can't be..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Xixue interrupted him quickly: "Dad, you have met him. He is the person who helped you protect this store. Now he is half of my colleague."

"Oops, it turned out to be that little brother. You didn't even have time to say thank you before you left." The middle-aged man's eyes lit up, he quickly took off his gloves, walked around the table and came up to follow The other person shakes hands.

Yan Muyun was a little embarrassed, stretched out his hand to shake the other person's hand, and said with a shy smile: "It's nothing, I'm actually protecting myself."

"Huh? What's this injury on your face?"

"I had a small conflict with someone before, and my skin was injured, but it's not a problem."

"Are you okay?" Boss Zhang looked at his daughter nervously.

Zhang Xixue smiled slightly: "I'm fine, he was the only one who took action at that time."

Boss Zhang breathed a sigh of relief, then seemed to remember something, and turned to look at Yan Muyun, with a deep guilty look on his wrinkled face: "By the way, I was really sorry for you back then. careless....."

"Boss, I'm just here to have a bowl of noodles." Yan Muyun interrupted him with a smile.

The man understood what he meant, smiled gratefully, then waved his hand and said: "Since you are here, don't be polite to me, you can add whatever you want here!"

Yan Muyun glanced at the dish code, swallowed quietly, pointed with his hand and said, "You can just add some pork trotters and fried pork with chili pepper to me when the time comes."

"Okay, okay, no problem!"

"Dad, I want braised pork ribs."

"Okay, what about that, you go sit inside first, then I'll bring it in for you."

"Then I'm sorry to trouble you."

Yan Muyun and Zhang Xixue walked into the restaurant. At this time, there were several tables of people sitting in the small shop, most of them were elderly men. The only sound in their ears was the sound of fans.

The two of them were still wearing suits and formal dresses at this time, which was a bit out of place with the atmosphere of the restaurant, but most of the diners just looked up at them and then lowered their heads to deal with the noodles in their bowls.

After choosing a table in the corner and sitting down, Yan Muyun looked around and said, "Is your dad the only one taking care of this place?"

Zhang Xixue smiled and said: "There are also my mother and a few waiters, but they usually don't come in the morning. This noodle stall is completely managed by my father. Anyway, there is not much customer flow in the morning, so he can come here alone."

After a few words of greeting, the two of them fell silent at the same time, and only the sound of fans in the store could be heard.

After this somewhat awkward atmosphere lasted for about half a minute, Yan Muyun racked his brains and finally came up with a topic:

"Speaking of which, Zhang Zitong later..."

"Let me tell you..." What he didn't expect was that Zhang Xixue also spoke at the same time.

The two immediately shut up, and the atmosphere became silent again.

"You first." Yan Muyun raised his chin.

Zhang Xixue smiled and shook her head: "You tell me first. Do you want to ask about Zi Tong's current situation?"

"Yeah, yes, what she's been doing recently...is she okay?"

"It's good. Every time I go to visit her, I can clearly feel that this child is getting stronger and stronger." At this point, Zhang Xixue's big eyes turned into crescents: "She turned to me several times. Asking about your situation."

"Ahem." Yan Muyun coughed twice in embarrassment: "I was really busy with work those days, and I didn't have time to say hello again."

He basically spent the last week in Professor Lin's body modification (torture), as well as the common sense and alien information of today's world. Every time he came home, he would fall asleep.

"What, what I actually want to ask is, does she still know about her father's..." Yan Muyun only said half of what he said.

Zhang Xixue understood what he meant. After a moment of silence, she nodded and said, "Well, she doesn't know."

"I didn't expect that the punisher actually didn't upload the video in the end."

"Actually, this vigilante is quite measured in what he does." Zhang Xixue explained:

"In the internal information of the police station and the Special Branch, he has actually done nearly twice as many cases as those published online. If the video involves innocent citizens, it may have a greater impact on the official's credibility. content, and as long as we can deal with those things quickly as he requested, he will not upload the video to the Internet."

Yan Muyun nodded thoughtfully: "So, he didn't post the video to hype up his popularity, but to use it as a means of supervising us?"

"Roughly the same."

"Interesting... Then you decided to hide it from her for the rest of your life?" Yan Muyun's turn was a bit sudden.

"I...I don't know. At least wait until she is admitted to college and get through the most critical moment of her life first. And when she matures in the future, maybe it will be easier for her to accept..."

Zhang Xixue suddenly raised her head and looked over with her dark eyes: "Do you think I'm too self-righteous?"

"Ah...don't forget it. This is indeed for her own good." Yan Muyun scratched his head.

"Actually, I know that I am not qualified or have the right to do this." Zhang Xixue squeezed out a bitter smile on her face and said: "But I just can't bear to tell the truth to her now... For It was so cruel for a girl so young."

"Yeah." Yan Muyun nodded noncommittally.

He couldn't evaluate this matter. Everyone's personality, thinking stance, and way of doing things were different. Sometimes it was really difficult to judge whether a certain behavior was right or wrong.

If this matter is discussed online, some reasonable people may immediately stand up and criticize it righteously: "That's her father, why do you deprive her of the right to know the truth!"

However, what they will not think about is whether this 16-year-old girl, who is already in the darkest moment of her life, will do something tragic in despair after learning this cruel news.

The truth will most likely be the last straw for her, causing her to end her life.

However, those who claim to be rational and objective will not care. They will only repeat correct slogans over and over again and denounce those who make choices based on emotion and empathy.

"The fans are here!"

Two bowls of hot powder were placed on the table, breaking the somewhat heavy atmosphere.

Several diners at the table next to him looked over and immediately shouted: "Oh, Lao Zhang, you are so unkind, why do we have so few dishes!"

"This one is my savior, and the other is my daughter, do you care?" They were obviously familiar with each other, and Boss Zhang blew his beard and glared and cursed a few times.

Yan Muyun looked at the pile of pig's trotters in his bowl, smacked his lips, and took out two chopsticks from the bamboo tube next to him: "Thank you, boss, it smells so delicious!"