After eating two bean buns, I stopped.

However, she was very happy even watching Jason eat.

There are forty or fifty strings of candied haws stuck on the grass target. Under the warm afternoon sun, the sugar liquid is crystal clear and the hawthorns are red, which is really beautiful.

Many children followed the two of them, watching eagerly, biting their fingers and swallowing their saliva.

Doubao glanced at Jason, and when he saw Jason nodded slightly, he immediately picked a few bunches of candied haws on the grass target he was carrying and handed them to the children.

"No, that's all."

After the beanbags were randomly distributed to several children on a per-head basis, the children were expelled and left.

The children who got the candied haws ran away laughing and jumping up and down.

However, the child left.

An adult did not leave.

In other words, this person didn't move. He was lying in the sun at the entrance of the alley. Hearing the children's laughter, he stretched and sat up.

This adult's hair and beard are all white, his shabby clothes are covered with pudding, cloth shoes are hanging on his feet, and one toe of his left foot is exposed. A randomly picked branch is stuck in his head. His face is dirty, and the corners of his eyes are full of yellow.

He was looking at Jason and Beanbao.

Or to be more precise, looking at the candied haws of water carried by the two of them.

However, the old man didn't ask for it.

Even if I am so greedy that my mouth is watering, I just look at it.

Doubao holds a candied haws in his hand.

This is hers.

Without hesitation, the bean bag was handed to the other party.

What was distributed to the children before was with Jason's permission.

It is really inappropriate to give it to the old man in front of me.

She knows her restaurant owner's appetite and attitude towards food.

It was her just now.

If anyone else dared to do this, he would have been rounded up by his own owner and thrown to the ground.

And she will not be pampered and coquettish.

She couldn't give it to the owner.

She can still give her own.

"Here you go."

Doubao said, and without waiting for the old man to thank him, he followed Jason and continued towards the tavern run by Su Niang.

The old man held the candied haws and grinned, showing his big yellow teeth.

He didn't even get up and just leaned against the wall, lying in the sunshine and eating candied haws.

happy?

Really happy.

It seems that there is nothing more beautiful than this in the world.

However, while eating, the old man suddenly burst into tears.

He kept mumbling in his mouth.

"It's obviously mine."

"Obviously I came first."

"What a dog."

Cursing and cursing.

Make no secret of it.

Doubao, who had already reached the tavern, couldn't help but look back.

"Sister Doubao, don't be so kind, you are just a crazy old man.

We, the shopkeeper, felt sorry for him and wanted him to come and work in the tavern so that he could have a place to stay.

But the old man was not only ungrateful, but also cursed at the shopkeeper.

If it weren't for his old age and poor brain, we would have taken action long ago."

The waiter whispered to Doubao.

Doubao nodded, but still looked at the old man.

She always felt that the old man looked familiar.

It seems like I saw it when I was a kid.

But I'm not sure yet.

Finally, he shook his head and walked into the tavern.

At this time, the tavern was empty. People had lunch, those who should go to work, and those who should go home. Except for the people in the tavern, there was no one else.

Feng Feiyu?

Naturally, he is not considered an outsider.

Feng Feiyu, who took off the purple robe of the "Six Doors" chief catcher and put on a commoner suit, was far less depressed than ordinary people imagined. On the contrary, Feng Feiyu was wiping the table with a towel in his hand.

The corners of the mouth are upturned.

Especially when I saw Jason, I laughed out loud.

"You can sit down wherever you like, wait for me for a while, and then we can talk after I finish cleaning this up."

Feng Feiyu greeted.

Jason nodded and sat in the corner of the tavern with Doubao.

Su Niang came over carrying a pot of tea and a plate of melon seeds.

"What do you want to eat? There is a pot of braised pork and a pot of rice wine in the backyard."

Su Niang asked directly without being polite.

"Forget about the rice wine, bring me the braised pork, and cut it into thirty kilograms for me to burn."

Jason replied.

Even if Su Niang was mentally prepared, she was still stunned when she heard thirty pounds of fire.

"Is it possible for martial arts practitioners to eat so well?

Hosaburo is the same, one person can eat three people.

You alone can feed thirty people."

Su Niang said, calling the waiter to go to the backyard.

"Su Niang, rice wine! Rice wine!"

Feng Feiyu reminded Su Niang.

Unfortunately, what she got in return was Su Niang's blank stare.

"One person eats for three people and pays on credit every day. Do you plan to depend on me for the rest of your life?"

Su Niang asked angrily.

"How can that be possible?"

Feng Feiyu smiled coquettishly.

Immediately, Su Niang's eyes flashed with a hint of gloom.

Feng Feiyu saw it and immediately added.

"I will depend on you for the next life, and the next life after that."

Feng Feiyu laughed playfully.

"Nothing formal."

Su Niang raised her hand and poked Feng Feiyu, and then walked towards the backyard, her face red, obviously a little embarrassed.

Doubao looked at Su Niang who was walking away, and then at Feng Feiyu who was touching the back of his head, and he suddenly understood.

"Are you married to Su Niang?"

Doubao asked quietly.

"Well, it was decided the day before yesterday. We don't plan to make a big deal out of it. We just plan to invite a few friends over for a meal.
To be continued...