My Previous Fraternal Twins

The bus terminal is in the town. Tang Wanxin hasn't come back for a long time, which makes her a little confused about the direction.

Mo Shichen sneered, took her hand, and then walked outside the station: "the intersection is over there."

"The changes here are so great," she couldn't help sighing.

Mo Shichen looked at her with a smile: "society is developing, and change is inevitable."

"Yes, after all, I haven't come back for so many years," she said, thinking that she didn't know what Xiaozhou Village would be like now.

"Mommy, that thing looks like eating." Tang Xinmeng's voice sounded in their ears.

After Tang Wanxin recovered, he looked down at her and asked, "where is it?"

Tang Xinmeng stretched out a small hand like a couple, pointed to the marshmallow not far away and said, "that pink thing like a cloud."

Tang Wanxin looked in the direction of her hand: "that's cotton candy. Do you want to eat?"

"HMM." she nodded heavily and swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva.

Tang Ruizuo's mouth couldn't stop pumping wildly for a few times. He said disgustingly, "look at your little bear. A good-looking thing can make you greedy!"

Tang Xinmeng directly ignored him, turned back and grabbed Tang Wanxin's sleeve, and said, "Mommy, do you think it's so beautiful? I also want to taste the taste of clouds."

"OK, OK, Mommy will buy it for you." Tang Wanxin smiled helplessly, and then walked to the small vendor with two little guys.

"Give me two marshmallows," Tang Wanxin said to the boss standing in front of the stall.

Before the boss promised, Tang Xinmeng cheered and said, "boss, can I have pink clouds?"

The boss was stunned.

Looking at the pink and lovely little guy, he didn't react until a moment later. Then he laughed and said, "this is strawberry marshmallow."

Tang Xinmeng smiled sweetly, revealing two sharp little tiger teeth: "well, I think it's like colorful clouds."

"What you say it looks like is what." the boss smiled at the two little guys while playing with cotton candy.

Seeing their clever appearance is very likable.

Tang Xinmeng looked at the cotton candy in the boss's hand becoming bigger and bigger, and her face was full of surprise. A moment later, she looked back at Tang Ruizuo and asked, "brother, what color do you want to eat?"

"White." Tang Ruizuo pointed to the white marshmallow.

"OK, wait a minute." the boss replied with a smile.

After a while, he finished the pink marshmallow and handed it to Tang Xinmeng: "how about tasting it first?"

Tang Xinmeng took it from his hand, put it on his mouth and gently took a mouthful: "the original taste of clouds is like this."

Then, she raised the marshmallow in her hand and said with a sweet smile to Tang Wanxin: "Mommy, you can taste this colorful cloud. It tastes good, that is, it's sticky and sticky!"

Looking at her tongue stirring in her mouth, Tang Wanxin couldn't help hissing, then waved his hand and said, "Mommy doesn't eat, eat by yourself."

When Tang Ruizuo's marshmallow was ready, Mo Shichen took out a check and asked, "how much is it?"

Seeing this, Tang Wanxin reached out and put away the check in the man's hand: "I'm here. This place can't use this."

"Four dollars." the boss glanced at the check suspiciously, and then said with a smile.

"OK." she took some change out of her bag and handed it to the boss.

Then they went on down the street in the town.

Tang Wanxin looked back at Mo Shichen and asked, "what do you want to eat?"

"I heard that the characteristics here are mung bean dumplings, meatball soup, pickled noodles and rat fishing board..." Mo Shichen said one by one.

Tang Wanxin was stunned.

But her heart was bitter. She had eaten very few of those things. At that time, the pickled noodles cost two yuan a bowl, but it was a big meal that she couldn't reach.

After a moment of silence, she slowly said, "I want to eat pickled noodles and beef ball soup. I know that there is a shop that makes it very well, but I don't know if they are still there."

Mo Shichen noticed the bitterness in her heart from her pupil, held the hand on her shoulder slightly tight, and then said in a low voice, "look."

Tang Wanxin followed his memory and took them to look for it in the town for nearly an hour. Finally, he found the old shop at the corner of the street.

"This is it." she pointed to the small shop less than 50 square meters in front of her.

"Let's go in." Mo Shichen took them to the store and sat down at an empty table.

This old shop has been open since Tang Wanxin remembered.

At first, the shop was just a small stall on the side of the road. Slowly, it took a shop of more than ten square meters at the corner.

"What do you want to eat?" Mo Shichen asked Tang Wanxin, who was stunned.

When she heard the sound, she recovered and said with a smile, "a large portion of pickled noodles and beef ball soup."

Then she looked down at the two little guys and asked, "what about you?"

The two little guys tilted their heads and looked at the bowls of the customers behind Tang Wanxin.

Tang Xinmeng pointed to the small white strips above and said skillfully, "Mommy, I want to eat that."

"It's made of rice flour and rat fishing board. Would you like to eat the same as your sister?" Tang Wanxin smiled.

"OK." Tang Ruizuo nodded, and he chose what to eat.

"I eat the same as you." before Tang Wanxin asked, Mo Shichen opened his mouth in a low voice.

After that, Mo Shichen stood up, walked to the boss and said, "the boss gave us four bowls of beef ball soup, two bowls of rat fishing board and two bowls of pickled noodles."

"OK, wait a minute," the boss said as he got food.

Mo Shichen returned to Tang Wanxin, but someone kept looking at them.

"The man is so handsome. The woman is so beautiful. Look at their baby. The girl looks like a Barbie doll. The little boy is carved out of the same mold as his father."

"I really want to have this beautiful child, too."

"Your genes have to be strong enough."

"Probably not."

"Look at them. They are talented and beautiful."

"Hey, people are more angry than people."

The voices of other people's discussions around him kept coming into Tang Wanxin's ears.

Mo Shichen looked up at Tang Wanxin and couldn't help but bring up a warm smile.

Seeing some sweat on her forehead, he took out a few paper towels from her bag, gently wiped them off for her, and then asked in a warm voice, "are you tired?"

"I didn't feel tired just now. I'll sit down and feel the soles of my feet hurt." Tang Wanxin smiled and truthfully said to him.

"Mommy, I'm not tired." Tang Xinmeng raised her head and winked at her.