Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

"arrive."

After about ten minutes, the car finally stopped at the entrance of an alley.

Looking out of the car window, Lin still hesitated for a moment, and glanced at Mu Qingmo suspiciously.

Mu Qingmo didn't say anything, and got out of the car on his own.

Walking to the side, Mu Qingmo personally helped Lin Yiran open the car door, leaning on the car door with his hand, and said lazily, "Let's go, girl."

Lin still nodded, took the bag and walked out.

Standing on the side of the road, Mu Qingmo pointed to the wonton stall across the alley, and lowered his voice: "Do you want a bowl of warm wonton?"

Looking in the direction Mu Qingmo pointed, Lin was still a little surprised.

Such a simple stall is shrouded in warm yellow lights, and a bent old woman greets customers with a smile on her face.

Maybe it's in the old town, and the stalls are messy, but this one is clean and looks very comfortable.

There is a feeling of home that has been lost for a long time.

Lin still couldn't help sighing, feeling a different feeling in his heart.

Seeing Lin still sighing, Mu Qingmo couldn't stand on the side.

"Don't." Mu Qingmo smiled: "Still girl, although this wonton shop is simple, its wontons are really delicious, are you sure you don't want to give it a try?"

Lin still laughed, and responded generously: "Go, why not go."

"Then let's go?"

Lin still nodded: "OK."

The attitudes of the two were the same, and Mu Qingmo was also unambiguous, and directly led Lin Yiran over.

After approaching, Lin Yiran realized that the stall was actually quite big. There were tables set up behind the stall, and many people were eating there, laughing and talking nonsense, and the atmosphere was very relaxed.

Xu was exaggerated by this atmosphere, but Lin still liked the atmosphere of fireworks, and his mood unconsciously became lively.

Mu Qingmo walked ahead and stopped in front of the old woman.

"Grandma, two bowls of wontons."

The old lady raised her eyes and looked at Mu Qingmo with a smile.

"Oh boy, you haven't been here for a long time."

"I've been very busy recently, besides, this is not here to take care of your business!"

"Yes Yes Yes."

The old lady agreed, and kept making wontons.

"You young people, you are busy with work all day long, and you don't eat well. Look at you and lose weight."

Mu Qingmo touched his nose, "Grandma, save me some face, didn't you see that I brought someone here!"

The old woman came to her senses, her eyes fell on Lin Yiran, and she even stopped making wontons.

Noticing that the old lady was looking at him, Lin still bent over and said in a soothing voice, "Hello, grandma."

The old lady's eyes lit up, and she responded repeatedly: "Oh, hello, hello. It's all because my old lady is old, I didn't notice you, little girl, please forgive me."

Lin still quickly waved his hand, it's okay, grandma, I don't blame you. Brother Qingmo recommended that your wontons are delicious, so I stopped by. "

"He really told you that?"

The old woman leaned forward and asked excitedly.

Lin still answered truthfully: "It's true, grandma."

Mu Qingmo said casually, "Grandma, don't you even believe me? I can still lie to you."

The old woman waved her hand and interrupted Mu Qingmo's words indiscriminately.

"Don't talk yet."

Mu Qingmo curled her lips and stood aside consciously.

"This little girl can really talk. Come on, grandma will let you play some more."

As she said so, the old woman's homework was also unambiguous, and she gave Lin Yiran a large spoonful, which made Lin Yiran's kindness difficult to refrain from.

Mu Qingmo clicked his tongue twice, "Oh, that's really good."

Lin still just smiled and said nothing.

"Little girl, do you eat coriander?"

Lin still nodded honestly, "Yes, I like it."