Chapter 110
Chapter 110
Chapter 110
"Okay, slow down and be careful not to fall."
Seeing Nuan Nuan hurrying and urging him, Song Ci reminded him.
"I won't, I'm amazing."
Nuan Nuan is very confident, she is no longer an ordinary person, she has all been on a large plane.
As he spoke, he strode forward a few steps, and then fell to the ground with a snap.
The roads in the ancient city are paved with bluestone bricks. After a long time, they are naturally uneven and full of a sense of time.
And this kind of road, if you fall down, it will be very painful, Nuan Nuan is naturally an exception, and you want to cry when your mouth is deflated.
At this moment, a gentle voice rang in the ear.
"Are you okay, did you hurt from the fall?"
Then he was helped up.
Nuan Nuan was first attracted by the beautiful turban on the opponent's head, and then seeing the opponent's appearance, a little doubt appeared on the small face.
Because of this face, she felt a little familiar, and the reason for this was because Fan Wan looked a lot like her mother.
"what happened?"
Seeing the little girl in front of her staring hard at her face, Fan Yaohua felt a little puzzled.
"Auntie, I seem to know you, hahaha..." Nuannuan laughed foolishly.
"is it?"
Fan Yaohua didn't doubt that there was him, she just felt that the little girl was so cute, and then she thought of her poor daughter, and couldn't help feeling a little sour in her heart.
"Auntie, do you know me too?" Nuan Nuan asked curiously.
When she thought about it, since she couldn't remember it, the other party would definitely think of her. After all, she was so cute, and she was so confident in being a human being.
Fan Yaohua shook her head, just as Nuan Nuan thought, if she had seen such a cute little girl, it was impossible not to remember it.
Nuan Nuan was a little disappointed when she heard the words.
Fan Yaohua didn't care, she reached out subconsciously to help her gently flick the dust on her knees, and then realized that the little girl in front of her was not her own daughter.
"What's your name, how old are you?"
"My name is Nuannuan. I am two and a half years old this year. I can go to kindergarten when I am three years old."
As Nuan Nuan said, she stretched out her hand to make a gesture, but the thumb is upright, because the thumb is short, it can just represent half of it.
"Two and a half years old..."
Fan Yaohua was in a daze, it must have been more than three years since her daughter passed away.
At this time, Song Ci also walked over slowly. He saw Fan Yaohua from a long time ago, and was a little surprised in his heart. He didn't expect to meet Fan Yaohua directly on the street.
"How is it, did you hurt from the fall?"
Oops, I forgot to cry, Nuan Nuan puckered her mouth, and wanted to cry twice.
"Woooo..."
Then he realized that the pain seemed to be gone, so he quickly stopped crying and shook his head.
"It doesn't hurt."
Seeing her face change from crying to not crying, even Fan Yaohua, who was in a gloomy mood because of thinking of her daughter, burst out laughing.
"Thank you." Song Ci said to the other party.
He did not immediately state the purpose of the trip.
"You're welcome, your daughter is very cute." Fan Yaohua said with a smile.
Then he lowered his head and asked Nuannuan, "Do you want to eat Changwang noodles?"
Changwang noodles are a special delicacy in Qianzhou. The noodles used are alkaline water noodles, egg white and noodles. The color is slightly yellow and curly. Unlike ordinary noodles, which are soft and elastic, they are golden, hard and crisp, and have a special flavor.
The toppings used for noodles are the soul of Changwang noodles. There are three main toppings, large intestine, pig blood and crispy whistle.
The large intestine and pig's blood are easy to understand, and the so-called crispy whistle is similar to the oily residue we eat on weekdays. It is made of fat meat and is crispy and fragrant.
"I can make non-spicy ones for my children." Fan Yaohua added.
Because the large intestine must be prepared with spicy oil and red soup to taste.
"Okay, give us two bowls."
Song Ci was not polite, and took Nuan Nuan to the other party's booth and sat down.
"A bowl is quite big, and the child probably won't be able to eat it. I'll make her a small bowl, and I'll pay for it." Fan Yaohua walked to the back of her booth and said while she was busy.
"Then thank you." Song Ci was not polite.
Nuan Nuan sat on a high stool, swung her short legs, and kept staring at Fan Yaohua.
Fan Yaohua also noticed it and gave her a smiling face, thinking that this little girl is really cute.
Nuan Nuan quietly said to Song Ci: "Father, I have seen this aunt."
"Really? Where have you seen it?"
Song Ci naturally knew why, Fan Wan really resembled her mother too much.
"I can't remember." Nuan Nuan hugged her little head, looking very distressed.
"Then don't think about it, just eat." Song Ci patted her little head and said.
Because the toppings are ready-made, the noodles are almost cooked in the pot, so they are served very quickly.
And the warm ones are specially served in a small bowl for her. The small lace bowl is very delicate.
Seeing that Nuan Nuan was sitting too high and it was difficult to eat noodles, she asked Song Ci again, "Do you need me to get a small stool for the child?"
"Do you have it? If you have one, get her one, thank you." Song Ci said with a smile.
After Fan Yaohua heard the words, she immediately took out a small folding table and a folding chair from her tricycle.
Song Ci guessed that this was probably prepared for Fan Wan, but after more than three years, she didn't throw it away, which really surprised and surprised Song Ci.
Nuan Nuan sat on a small stool, lowered her head, eating very deliciously, and Fan Yaohua's eyes almost fell on her.
"Is it delicious? Do you need me to add some more?" Seeing that Nuan Nuan was about to finish eating, Fan Yaohua asked softly.
Nuan Nuan immediately widened her eyes and nodded quickly.
So Fan Yaohua immediately added a lot of toppings to Nuan Nuan, and the small bowl almost overflowed.
"That's too much." Song Ci said helplessly.
"It doesn't matter, as long as the child likes to eat." Fan Yaohua said with a smile.
Song Ci didn't say anything after hearing the words, but said to Nuan Nuan: "Thank you, Auntie."
"Thank you, Auntie." Nuan Nuan said obediently, and then her eyes fell on the top of the other party's head.
Fan Yaohua also noticed it, and asked with a smile, "Does it look good?"
In order to attract customers, Fan Yaohua's dress is still very particular, not only full of ethnic characteristics, but also more improvements in the traditional style, more beautiful and more refined.
Nuan Nuan nodded blankly, she always thought the "hat" on Auntie's head was pretty.
Hearing this, Fan Yaohua took off the turban on top of her head, and prepared to put it on for Nuan Nuan.
"This is impossible." Song Ci hurriedly got up to stop him.
"It's okay, the child likes it."
Fan Yaohua persisted, then squatted down and put it on for Nuan Nuan.
Nuan Nuan didn't know what to be polite, raised her head, and asked Song Ci excitedly: "Dad, do I look good?"
Song Ci can't tell if it's good or not, but it's true that he wants to laugh a little bit, because after eating noodles, the little guy's cheeks are covered in black.
The movement of raising his head reminded him of Ouyang Feng asking Hong Qigong whether he was handsome or not in "East and West".
But Song Ci still held back, otherwise the little thing would be in a hurry with him.
He took out a tissue and wiped it for her, then said: "It looks good, you, eat and take, thank you, auntie?"
"Thank you, Auntie, you are so kind." Nuannuan said excitedly.
"You're welcome, eat it quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold."
Fan Yaohua patted Nuan Nuan's head lightly, got up and went back to the back of the booth, her expression a little depressed, maybe she thought of her daughter again.
After eating the noodles, the two paid for a bowl, and after thanking them, Song Ci left with Nuan Nuan
Fan Yaohua didn't care, no matter how cute the little girl was, she didn't belong to her, and she was just one of the passers-by in her life.
But soon, the little girl came back.
"Auntie, here you are..."
Tiptoeing, she was handed a folded sheet of paper that looked like a painting.
"For me?" Fan Yaohua was a little surprised.
"Hmm..." The little girl nodded repeatedly.
Fan Yaohua didn't think much about it, she stretched out her hand to take it, and wanted to see what was painted on it.
Then she felt her brain buzzing, and she was completely stunned.
(End of this chapter)
"Okay, slow down and be careful not to fall."
Seeing Nuan Nuan hurrying and urging him, Song Ci reminded him.
"I won't, I'm amazing."
Nuan Nuan is very confident, she is no longer an ordinary person, she has all been on a large plane.
As he spoke, he strode forward a few steps, and then fell to the ground with a snap.
The roads in the ancient city are paved with bluestone bricks. After a long time, they are naturally uneven and full of a sense of time.
And this kind of road, if you fall down, it will be very painful, Nuan Nuan is naturally an exception, and you want to cry when your mouth is deflated.
At this moment, a gentle voice rang in the ear.
"Are you okay, did you hurt from the fall?"
Then he was helped up.
Nuan Nuan was first attracted by the beautiful turban on the opponent's head, and then seeing the opponent's appearance, a little doubt appeared on the small face.
Because of this face, she felt a little familiar, and the reason for this was because Fan Wan looked a lot like her mother.
"what happened?"
Seeing the little girl in front of her staring hard at her face, Fan Yaohua felt a little puzzled.
"Auntie, I seem to know you, hahaha..." Nuannuan laughed foolishly.
"is it?"
Fan Yaohua didn't doubt that there was him, she just felt that the little girl was so cute, and then she thought of her poor daughter, and couldn't help feeling a little sour in her heart.
"Auntie, do you know me too?" Nuan Nuan asked curiously.
When she thought about it, since she couldn't remember it, the other party would definitely think of her. After all, she was so cute, and she was so confident in being a human being.
Fan Yaohua shook her head, just as Nuan Nuan thought, if she had seen such a cute little girl, it was impossible not to remember it.
Nuan Nuan was a little disappointed when she heard the words.
Fan Yaohua didn't care, she reached out subconsciously to help her gently flick the dust on her knees, and then realized that the little girl in front of her was not her own daughter.
"What's your name, how old are you?"
"My name is Nuannuan. I am two and a half years old this year. I can go to kindergarten when I am three years old."
As Nuan Nuan said, she stretched out her hand to make a gesture, but the thumb is upright, because the thumb is short, it can just represent half of it.
"Two and a half years old..."
Fan Yaohua was in a daze, it must have been more than three years since her daughter passed away.
At this time, Song Ci also walked over slowly. He saw Fan Yaohua from a long time ago, and was a little surprised in his heart. He didn't expect to meet Fan Yaohua directly on the street.
"How is it, did you hurt from the fall?"
Oops, I forgot to cry, Nuan Nuan puckered her mouth, and wanted to cry twice.
"Woooo..."
Then he realized that the pain seemed to be gone, so he quickly stopped crying and shook his head.
"It doesn't hurt."
Seeing her face change from crying to not crying, even Fan Yaohua, who was in a gloomy mood because of thinking of her daughter, burst out laughing.
"Thank you." Song Ci said to the other party.
He did not immediately state the purpose of the trip.
"You're welcome, your daughter is very cute." Fan Yaohua said with a smile.
Then he lowered his head and asked Nuannuan, "Do you want to eat Changwang noodles?"
Changwang noodles are a special delicacy in Qianzhou. The noodles used are alkaline water noodles, egg white and noodles. The color is slightly yellow and curly. Unlike ordinary noodles, which are soft and elastic, they are golden, hard and crisp, and have a special flavor.
The toppings used for noodles are the soul of Changwang noodles. There are three main toppings, large intestine, pig blood and crispy whistle.
The large intestine and pig's blood are easy to understand, and the so-called crispy whistle is similar to the oily residue we eat on weekdays. It is made of fat meat and is crispy and fragrant.
"I can make non-spicy ones for my children." Fan Yaohua added.
Because the large intestine must be prepared with spicy oil and red soup to taste.
"Okay, give us two bowls."
Song Ci was not polite, and took Nuan Nuan to the other party's booth and sat down.
"A bowl is quite big, and the child probably won't be able to eat it. I'll make her a small bowl, and I'll pay for it." Fan Yaohua walked to the back of her booth and said while she was busy.
"Then thank you." Song Ci was not polite.
Nuan Nuan sat on a high stool, swung her short legs, and kept staring at Fan Yaohua.
Fan Yaohua also noticed it and gave her a smiling face, thinking that this little girl is really cute.
Nuan Nuan quietly said to Song Ci: "Father, I have seen this aunt."
"Really? Where have you seen it?"
Song Ci naturally knew why, Fan Wan really resembled her mother too much.
"I can't remember." Nuan Nuan hugged her little head, looking very distressed.
"Then don't think about it, just eat." Song Ci patted her little head and said.
Because the toppings are ready-made, the noodles are almost cooked in the pot, so they are served very quickly.
And the warm ones are specially served in a small bowl for her. The small lace bowl is very delicate.
Seeing that Nuan Nuan was sitting too high and it was difficult to eat noodles, she asked Song Ci again, "Do you need me to get a small stool for the child?"
"Do you have it? If you have one, get her one, thank you." Song Ci said with a smile.
After Fan Yaohua heard the words, she immediately took out a small folding table and a folding chair from her tricycle.
Song Ci guessed that this was probably prepared for Fan Wan, but after more than three years, she didn't throw it away, which really surprised and surprised Song Ci.
Nuan Nuan sat on a small stool, lowered her head, eating very deliciously, and Fan Yaohua's eyes almost fell on her.
"Is it delicious? Do you need me to add some more?" Seeing that Nuan Nuan was about to finish eating, Fan Yaohua asked softly.
Nuan Nuan immediately widened her eyes and nodded quickly.
So Fan Yaohua immediately added a lot of toppings to Nuan Nuan, and the small bowl almost overflowed.
"That's too much." Song Ci said helplessly.
"It doesn't matter, as long as the child likes to eat." Fan Yaohua said with a smile.
Song Ci didn't say anything after hearing the words, but said to Nuan Nuan: "Thank you, Auntie."
"Thank you, Auntie." Nuan Nuan said obediently, and then her eyes fell on the top of the other party's head.
Fan Yaohua also noticed it, and asked with a smile, "Does it look good?"
In order to attract customers, Fan Yaohua's dress is still very particular, not only full of ethnic characteristics, but also more improvements in the traditional style, more beautiful and more refined.
Nuan Nuan nodded blankly, she always thought the "hat" on Auntie's head was pretty.
Hearing this, Fan Yaohua took off the turban on top of her head, and prepared to put it on for Nuan Nuan.
"This is impossible." Song Ci hurriedly got up to stop him.
"It's okay, the child likes it."
Fan Yaohua persisted, then squatted down and put it on for Nuan Nuan.
Nuan Nuan didn't know what to be polite, raised her head, and asked Song Ci excitedly: "Dad, do I look good?"
Song Ci can't tell if it's good or not, but it's true that he wants to laugh a little bit, because after eating noodles, the little guy's cheeks are covered in black.
The movement of raising his head reminded him of Ouyang Feng asking Hong Qigong whether he was handsome or not in "East and West".
But Song Ci still held back, otherwise the little thing would be in a hurry with him.
He took out a tissue and wiped it for her, then said: "It looks good, you, eat and take, thank you, auntie?"
"Thank you, Auntie, you are so kind." Nuannuan said excitedly.
"You're welcome, eat it quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold."
Fan Yaohua patted Nuan Nuan's head lightly, got up and went back to the back of the booth, her expression a little depressed, maybe she thought of her daughter again.
After eating the noodles, the two paid for a bowl, and after thanking them, Song Ci left with Nuan Nuan
Fan Yaohua didn't care, no matter how cute the little girl was, she didn't belong to her, and she was just one of the passers-by in her life.
But soon, the little girl came back.
"Auntie, here you are..."
Tiptoeing, she was handed a folded sheet of paper that looked like a painting.
"For me?" Fan Yaohua was a little surprised.
"Hmm..." The little girl nodded repeatedly.
Fan Yaohua didn't think much about it, she stretched out her hand to take it, and wanted to see what was painted on it.
Then she felt her brain buzzing, and she was completely stunned.
(End of this chapter)