Rebirth Seventy Little Spicy Daughter-in-law

Sheng Anning was only talking to Zhou Shixun and did not notice the strange behavior of the noodle cook. However, when Zhou Shixun heard the sound of chopsticks falling into the pot, he glanced over.

When the noodles were brought over, Sheng Anning looked at the bowl of noodles that was like a small mountain and asked the young man in surprise: "Boss, is your bowl of noodles worth 50 cents?"

The young man nodded: "Yes, is there something wrong?"

Sheng Anning quickly smiled and shook his head: "No, no, I just think your bowl is too much. How can you make money with so much?"

The young man rubbed his hands a little nervously: "It's okay, it's okay, just make some. You guys have a try. If the marinade is not enough, I will add more for you."

Zhou Shixun took a deep look at the young man and took a pair of chopsticks to Sheng Anning: "Eat quickly."

Sheng Anning wasn't hungry at first, but when she smelled the hot noodles, she suddenly felt an appetite. She tasted it and was a little surprised. She didn't expect that the old eggplants in autumn could be stewed with such a delicious flavor. Although the diced meat could not be seen, the entrance was full.

It's meaty.

However, she still couldn't finish a large bowl of noodles, so she gave some to Zhou Shixun, and praised in a low voice: "This is so affordable, I feel like the boss doesn't make any money, the noodles taste very good, and the eggplant marinade is so fragrant."

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Zhou Shixun hummed in agreement, looked at the young man again, said nothing, and lowered his head to eat the noodles.

It's still a bit cold late at night in October, but it's still very comfortable to eat a bowl of hot noodles.

Sheng Anning ate a bowl of noodles and paid for it. After walking for a while with Zhou Shixun, she looked back and saw the young man standing under the street lamp, seriously cooking noodles for a customer.

He sighed: "It's not easy to make a living. I think that young man's leg injury hasn't healed yet."

It can be seen that the lameness of the young man's leg was caused by severe trauma and was not congenital.

Zhou Shixun said nothing and continued to ride forward.

Sheng Anning didn't take it to heart. Zhou Shixun wasn't a talkative person anyway, let alone gossiping about strangers.

Leaning on Zhou Shixun's back, squinting and feeling his heartbeat, he felt a little sleepy.

I'm still thinking in my mind that I should go see Ding Hong tomorrow.

Early the next morning, after Zhou Shixun sent his three children to daycare, he went out again and went to the cinema where he and Sheng Anning watched a movie last night. In the place where the stalls were set up last night, there were now several breakfast stalls selling fried dough sticks.

Fruity.

Zhou Shixun looked around and saw the young man who sold noodles last night. He was buying fried liver in front of the cart and frying liver in a steel pot. At this time, the bottom had reached the bottom.

He stood watching for a while, and when the last customer left and the young man packed up the things on the trolley, Zhou Shixun walked over.

The young man was obviously surprised when he saw Zhou Shixun. He was stunned for a moment, put down the lid of the pot in his hand, pursed his lips and looked at Zhou Shixun.

Zhou Shixun glanced at his injured leg: "He came back from the border? Injured last winter?"

The young man still stared at Zhou Shixun, his eyes became a little flustered, because he was clumsy and tongue-tied, and seemed to be unable to even explain: "You...how did you know?"

Zhou Shixun took another step closer: "Do you know Lu Changfeng?"

The young man stopped talking, but his eyes slowly turned red.

Zhou Shixun was silent for a moment: "Let's find a place to talk."

The young man did not refuse anymore, packed up the things in the car, and pushed the cart to lead the way.

Walking through the alley, we finally stopped in front of a large courtyard. The young man only lived in a room at the gate. The room was long and narrow, and the light inside seemed very dark.

The young man invited Zhou Shixun into the room with some restraint. After sitting down, he took the initiative and said: "My name is Fang Chang'an. I am also from Beijing. I served in the 829 Army before and was discharged due to injury."

Zhou Shixun was not surprised: "Are you Lu Changfeng's subordinate?"

Fang Changan's eyes turned red, and he stretched out his hand to wipe his tears on his arm: "Yes, Tuan Lu got into trouble because he was trying to save me. If it weren't for me, he wouldn't have died."

Zhou Shixun said nothing, watching a young man crying like a tearful man in front of him.

Fang Changan couldn't control his emotions. Over the past year, he woke up from nightmares every day, all images of Lu Changfeng jumping on him. In the end, Lu Changfeng pushed him away, but he fell into the endless abyss.

He blamed himself very much. It was his recklessness that killed Lu Changfeng.

Zhou Shixun waited for Fang Changan to calm down a little before he said, "How did you recognize us last night?"

Fang Changan raised his arms and wiped his tears: "Because I heard you talking about Chaoyang. When Lu Tuan met me for the first time, he knew that my name was Fang Changan. He even pointed at my name and looked at it for a long time and asked me why I was called Fang Changan.

, I said it’s because my parents are from northern Shaanxi, so it’s called Chang’an.”

"Lu Tuan smiled and praised me for my good name. Later, I found out that his wife's name was Chaoyang and that he left home just after they got married. Even though Lu Tuan is usually silent and very strict, we all know that he is very

Missing home and his new wife."

"Every time we go on a mission, we write a suicide note. We all write it to our families. Only Lu Tuan doesn't write it. He said that if he can't go back, he shouldn't leave her any thoughts. It will make her live in pain."

"Everyone in our team knows that he must be particularly fond of his new wife. Every morning, he will find the best angle to watch the sun rise. Only then can we see a smile on his face."

Fang Changan felt that he was short of words and didn't know how to describe the tenderness on Lu Changfeng's face every time he saw the rising sun.

Also, Lu Changfeng screamed Chaoyang's name in his last moment...

Fang Changan started crying again as he spoke: "After Lu Tuan died, I have been in the hospital because of my injuries. I just thought about returning to the capital after waiting. If sister-in-law Chaoyang has a bad life, I will earn money for her."

Originally, he was given a leisurely job to go to the Transportation Bureau to check on the gate, but he didn't go. He felt that the little money he earned was too little, so he set up a stall to earn money, hoping to save more money for his sister-in-law Chaoyang.

So he not only sells breakfast in the morning, but also sells lunch at noon, and also sets up a noodle stall in the evening.

As long as he can make money, he will work hard to make money. He just wants to make more money and secretly send it to sister-in-law Chaoyang in the future so that she can live a good life. Although he has never seen what Zhou Chaoyang looks like until now.

Sample.

Zhou Shixun said nothing, and Chang An was not interested in anything he wanted to do. He just asked, "Who brought the body back?"

Fang Changan was stunned for a moment, mainly because he didn't expect Zhou Shixun's topic to change so quickly. He shook his head: "I was injured and sent to the hospital. I don't know who brought the body back, but in the end it was taken away by sister-in-law Chaoyang."

Zhou Shixun stood up and looked at Fang Changan's injured leg: "Don't work so hard in the future. Do you really not want this leg?"