The Hunter’s Lucky Little Lady

Not long after the noodles were spread out, an ox cart passed by.

Thick straw was placed on the ox cart, an old woman was lying on it, and in front of it sat a middle-aged man in his forties.

"Son, how can I smell the aroma of broth around here!" The old woman sat up gropingly and asked.

"Hey, mother, don't sit up, be careful you fall! There is no broth, there seems to be a noodle stall in front!" The middle-aged man explained.

The old woman heard her son's words and thought for a while: "Son, stop! Mother wants to eat a bowl of noodles!"

The middle-aged man thinks that he has been out for a long time, and it is normal for his mother to be hungry at the moment.

My mother's health is not good, and she can't eat the hard stuff like dry food.

"Okay, mother, sit tight, I'll drive the ox cart over!" The middle-aged man said.

Soon, the ox cart arrived near the noodle stall.

As soon as Li Shun saw it, he quickly stepped forward to help.

"Brother, are you here to eat noodles? Come here, there is a tree here, you can tie the reins here!" Li Shun said, leading the middle-aged general The cart stopped.

"Stall owner, how do you sell your noodles?" The middle-aged man asked after stopping the bullock cart.

Li Xiaoran saw the business come to the door, smiled and replied: "A bowl of plain noodles is three cents, and noodles with meat sangzi cost five cents!"

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After the middle-aged man helped his mother to sit down, he saw Li Xiaoran showing such a hand, and immediately asked curiously, "Little girl, what kind of face is this?"

"Uncle, this is called knife-cut noodles. The texture of this noodles is glutinous, but it is delicious! Grandma's mouth is not good, I will cook it softer so that she can eat it easily!" , while answering.

The middle-aged man felt relieved when he heard this.

The old woman was staring at the cloth masks on the faces of the Li family, and asked curiously, "What are you doing with this mask?"

Zhao Xiu heard the old woman's question and brought two bowls of bone soup.

"This is to cover the saliva that we spit out when we speak. We are in the business of eating food, so we need to be more careful so that customers can eat with confidence!" Zhao Xiu Jiang said Li Xiaoran's previous remarks.

The middle-aged man and the old woman had more expectations for this bowl of noodles when they heard this.

"No! Come on, this is a soup made from two bowls of pork bones. Take two sips first, warm it up, and the noodles will be ready soon!" Zhao Xiu greeted with a smile.

The middle-aged man nodded, and then blew the old woman's bowl of noodle soup first, making sure it wasn't very hot, and then placed it in front of his mother with confidence.

"Mother, this noodle soup is not hot, please drink it slowly!"

The old woman nodded and took a small sip with the spoon.

I have to say, this soup made from pork bones is delicious with a little salt and a sprinkle of chopped green onion.

The old woman might be really hungry, so she drank half the bowl in one go.

Here, Li Xiaoran put a bowl of knife-cut noodles out, and then used chopsticks to stir the seasoning and knife-cut noodles in the bowl, and then placed it in front of the middle-aged man.

"Uncle, this is your noodle! This bowl has a stronger taste!"

The middle-aged man looked at the bowl of noodles in front of him and was surprised.

"This little girl, how do you know that I have to put peppers when I eat vegetarian noodles?"

"I guess!" Li Xiaoran replied with a smile.

"You guessed right! Don't put peppers in my mother's bowl of noodles in a while!" The middle-aged man urged.

"Okay, uncle, don't worry!" Li Xiaoran nodded, and then went to season another bowl of noodles swiftly.

"Mother, my bowl of noodles is a little firmer, you won't be able to bite, the noodles will come up after a while! You wait!" The middle-aged man put down his chopsticks now , said with concern.

At this moment, the middle-aged man did not eat first, but waited with the old woman.

Li Shun was moved when he saw this scene.

It seems that this man is still a filial person.

"Auntie, your son is really filial to you, you are blessed!" Li Shun walked over and said with a smile.

When the old woman heard Li Shun's words, her eyes turned to her son.

"No, I have had several children in my life, but only this adopted son is the best for me! It is not my own son, but it is better than my own son! "

The words of the old man instantly stunned the Li family.

Luo Cheng, who was watching all this secretly, was also stunned.

"Mother, what are you talking about! Your son will always be your son! If you didn't take care of me back then, where would I be now! It's what I should do to give you old age! I'm looking forward to my mother's retirement with me. People say that if there is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure. You are our family's Zhenhai Shenzhen!" The middle-aged man said with a smile.

Li Xiaoran smiled when she heard these words.

From both of them, she felt a sense of peace and happiness.

"Okay, well, then I'll have to live a few more years, watching you marry a daughter-in-law and bring a little grandson, I'm willing to close my eyes!" The old woman said with a smile at this moment.

Li Xiaoran heard this and saw that the knife-cut noodles in the pot were ready, so he quickly picked up the noodles.

The old woman nodded, then picked up the chopsticks, took a bite of the noodle, and ate it carefully.

After eating this noodle, the old woman suddenly stopped her chopsticks and took another bite.

After taking several bites in succession, the old woman burst into tears and kept saying, "It's this flavor, it's this flavor! I haven't eaten this for many years. It tastes!"

The middle-aged man on the side was shocked when he saw this, he quickly took out the veil, and carefully wiped the old woman's tears.

"Mother, what are you doing?"