Yang Yan and his friends pursued a leisurely and free travel experience, so they were a little uneasy when they arrived in Duanzhou for an afternoon, and they did nothing. They just took a leisurely walk around the shopping mall below the hotel, and then returned to the hotel to rest.

It was not until evening that they drove out to find food.

Yang Yan didn't know the way either. Fortunately, his mobile phone navigation is available now. Although the experience is not very good, he still found his destination with bumps and bumps.

It is no longer a delicate restaurant or a luxurious hotel. Yang Yan brought Xia Yu to him. It is a food stall located in an ordinary downtown area!

However, from the cars parked on the road at the door and the crowded and lively diners inside, the business of this restaurant is much better than that of ordinary big hotels!

"I watched this restaurant online. Many netizens recommended it and said that the tea-oil chicken and bamboo shoots here tasted good!" Yang Yan smiled, "When I come to Duanzhou, of course I still have to try the special dishes here."

Xia Yu was so hungry that his belly was pressed against his back. After getting off the car, she wrinkled her nose and tried hard to smell the aroma of food drifting from the air, and her stomach started to rumbling.

Luo Luo was held by her mother. When she heard this obvious movement, she curiously supported her two little arms and looked down at her mother's belly.

what happened?

The little girl looked at her mother again. Her innocent big eyes made Xia Yu feel a little embarrassed.

"Don't tell your father!" Xia Yu raised his index finger shyly and whispered Luo Luo.

However, Luo Luo still couldn't figure out what her mother wanted to do. She tilted her little head and pouted her little mouth with an innocent face.

Such a lively food stall, the private room was naturally gone. Yang Yan and the others were arranged to have a large round table that had just left the seat and were still packing.

"Do you have a baby seat? You can sit for her." Yang Yan and the waiter who came over to their tea and chopsticks and asked.

The waitress was still very young, sixteen or seventeen years old, with a ponytail, and looked very young. She shook her head apologetically and stood there a little at a loss.

"It's okay, I'm just asking." Yang Yan smiled, not embarrassing her.

After all, it is not a high-end restaurant, and the service cannot be fully equipped, which is normal.

Yang Yan carried Luo Luo over and asked the waitress about the dishes, asking her to help recommend several restaurant signature dishes.

Xia Yu skillfully used tea to scald the cups, bowls and chopsticks of three people. Although this action has no scientific basis and disinfection and anti-virus are only at the level of self-comfort, eating outside in Guangdong Province is a very normal process.

After a while, Yang Yan and Xia Yu sat down, chatting and waiting for the food to be served.

However, Luoluo, who was held in his arms by his father, began to twist!

Maybe she always has her own small chair when she is having dinner? Now the little girl feels a little unfree when she is being held by her father and her big arms are wrapped around her.

The little girl looked at the big plastic armchair where her father was sitting, and then looked at the mother who was also sitting alone, not being held by her father. She finally couldn't help but struggle in her father's arms to protest: "Well, um..."

"What's wrong with Luoluo?" Yang Yan took the little girl's hand, put it on her mouth and kissed her, and asked with concern.

Luo Luo pointed to the empty plastic armchair next to him, then raised his little head and looked at his father with a beacon.

What a daughter is better than a father. Yang Yan suddenly understood Luo Luo’s thoughts. He was slightly surprised and asked with a smile: “You want to sit on a chair too? But this chair is very big!”

Luo Luo blinked her big eyes, then looked at the plastic armchair again. She said twice, and finally said in her tender little voice: "You want..."

The little girl's soft response made Yang Yan unable to think of refusal. He had to move his butt and sit on the empty chair next to him, and then he carried Luo Luo to the place where they were sitting just now.

In this way, he and Xia Yu can protect the little girl who wants to sit alone.

"You have to sit steadily, don't move around. It would be bad if you fall from here!" Yang Yan held his daughter's little body and asked her to sit down. Then he smiled and pointed to the big hole formed by the backrest and the handrail, reminding him.

Luoluo followed her father's fingers curiously and looked at her side, but her small head had not yet been able to construct too many possible scenes. So, after turning back to her little head in confusion, the little girl simply stopped thinking about it.

I saw Luo Luo leaning against the plastic backrest, pedaling her little feet forward so that she could sit stretched. She raised her little head and looked at her dad happily.

Look at the little expression of expectation in her squinting smile, she seemed to want her father to see her cute appearance sitting on this adult's chair!

Xia Yu looked at the little girl with her belly shy and sat a little proudly, then looked at her yellow sweatshirt and the same yellow chair...

"Look, look at her, she sat like a little emperor!" Xia Yu couldn't help but smile, reached out to greet Yang Yan, letting him see Luo Luo.

Only then did Yang Yan realize the coincidence of his daughter's "yellow robe", and he couldn't help laughing.

Although Luoluo still doesn’t understand, the little girl is smart!

Seeing the two adults laughing at me, it felt like they were laughing at me, so the little girl pouted her mouth and hummed "um" while twisting on the chair.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about it." Yang Yan quickly started to coax.

...

The specialty foods in various places in Guangdong Province look similar. Whether it is tea oil chicken, white-cut chicken or Hakka kiln chicken, it seems that they are just different ways to cook chicken.

Yang Yan and Xia Yu thought so before and did not give tea oil chicken too much expectations.

Even when the dishes came, Xia Yu smiled and said to Yang Yan: "How come this tea-oil chicken looks a bit like a soy sauce chicken?"

Indeed, the color of the chicken skin is a bit like a layer of sauce, but it is not as dark as the color of the soy sauce chicken. The chicken is smooth and tender, and it looks like a white cut chicken, which makes people's index fingers tremble.

Needless to say, Yang Yan put a piece of fat and tender chicken legs into Xia Yu's bowl, and also grabbed a piece of chicken breast himself, and the two of them started to eat.

"Wow!" Xia Yu ate the chicken legs in one bite to the bones and a thin layer of meat. The fresh and fragrant and tender tea-oil chicken was so fragrant that she almost swallowed her tongue. Finally, she finally finished it and couldn't wait to praise Yang Yan.

The chicken tasted good, and Xia Yu couldn't help but chewing the remaining bones of the chicken legs in small mouthfuls.

Listening to the sound of her biting the bones "crack", Yang Yan turned around and asked with a hint of laughter and crying, "Isn't there still this large plate? Is it necessary to eat bones?"

Xia Yu sucked the bones and threw them down reluctantly. She licked her oily lips and said proudly to Yang Yan: "That's why you don't know how to eat them. The smell of tea oil is soaked in the bones!"

Seeing that her mother was eating so vigorously, the little girl sitting alone in the chair could not help it. She grabbed the armrest and got up with a humming moan.

Fortunately, Yang Yan kept paying attention to Luo Luo's movements. When she saw her getting up, she quickly reached out to support the restless little guy.
Chapter completed!