Chapter 161
Chapter 161
A fat woman deliberately only said half of what she said, and then kept half of it.
Fat women are actually people in underground casinos, in various teahouses, hotels, nightclubs and other public places with many people in Xiangjiang.
There are underground casino arrangers.
The fat woman said this slowly after seeing that it was time to mature.
The largest underground casino in Hong Kong is called the Eighteen Layers of Hell, because the casino is divided into eighteen layers and built deep underground.
This new gambling game opened by the Eighteenth Hell is actually just a temporary gambling table.
Those who bet on Chu Linger’s victory will lose two for one, and those who bet on He Yanyan’s victory will lose one hundred.
“Three, here comes your Sijiucheng Fried Sauce Noodles!”
The middle-aged aunt came out with three bowls of fried noodles on a tray and placed them on the table in front of He Yuhao, He Yingying, and He Yanyan.
“Three guests, please take your time.”
After the middle-aged aunt left, He Yanyan did not start eating immediately, but glanced at the fat woman across from the corner of her eyes.
“Dad, isn’t our box office gamble with the Chu family officially starting on the 1st of next month?”
“Yanyan, eat your noodles!”
He Yuhao gave He Yanyan a headache, then grabbed a pair of chopsticks and said, “I know what you want to ask.”
“Actually, this was all yesterday. Aunt Liu and I discussed the plan.”
“Sister, this fried sauce noodles tastes good, it really has the taste of Four Nine Cities.”
Hearing her sister’s words, He Yanyan grabbed the chopsticks and started eating.
“This taste, this taste…”
“Sister didn’t lie to you!”
“Uh-huh! This, this…”
He Yanyan said vaguely while eating the fried sauce noodles: “This… This fried sauce noodles is actually the authentic taste of the Four Nine Cities.”
As soon as the expert makes a move, he will know if there is any.
“This fried noodles made me taste like my mother. Dad, old sister, me, me, I… I miss my mother.”
Talking, talking, what?Yanyan even cried softly.
He Yuhao and his eldest daughter, He Yingying, joined forces to comfort him.
“Sir, why is your daughter crying when she eats our fried noodles?”
The middle-aged aunt, who was cleaning a table, heard He Yuhao’s cry, she hurriedly stepped forward and asked:
“Sir, is it that the fried noodles I made are not suitable for your little daughter’s taste?”
“Auntie, have you misunderstood?”
Seeing that He Yingying was misunderstood by the middle-aged aunt, He Yingying shook her head at the middle-aged aunt and replied, “It’s like this, we…”
“It turned out to be so.”
After hearing He Yingying’s explanation, the middle-aged aunt was relieved. It wasn’t just that there was a problem with the fried noodles she made.
During the chat with the middle-aged aunt, He Yuhao and the three learned that the middle-aged aunt’s surname is Li.
Aunt Li, who followed her since she was a child, learned to make pasta by her grandmother’s side.
When Aunt Li talked about the fun of learning how to make noodles when she was a child, she also mentioned that she once taught a classmate to make fried noodles.
The world is neither big nor small.
Some things are so magical, so coincidental.
The classmate who followed Aunt Li to learn how to make fried noodles was He Yuhao’s wife Fang Hui.
“Aunt Li, it turns out that my mother’s skill in making fried noodles was taught by you!” He Yanyan couldn’t help but laughed:
“I said, how can the taste of the fried noodles you make make me taste like my mother? I’m your apprentice!”
“Aunt Li, can you tell me, when my mother was studying, did any boy pursue her?”
When He Yanyan asked Aunt Li these words, she also made a face at her father.
He Yuhao raised a hand and said as if he was about to fight, “Yanyan, eat your noodles, your Aunt Li still has to do business.”
“Boss, bring us five bowls of fried noodles.”
“Boss, give me a bowl of Rehe knife-cut noodles.”
“Boss, I want two bowls of fried noodles, one of which I want to pack and take away.”
“Okay! Wait a minute, the face will be here soon.” Originally, I wanted to chat with He Yuhao and the three of them more about the homely Aunt Li.
When she heard that some diners wanted noodles, she immediately said a packet of sorry words to the three of He Yuhao, and then got into the kitchen to get busy.
“Mr. He, why did you come into the kitchen?”
Aunt Li, who was busy in the kitchen, turned around and saw He Yuhao and his daughter standing behind her.
“Do you still want fried noodles? I’ll make it for you right away. You go out and wait, there’s a lot of oily smoke in the kitchen…”
He Yuhao smiled and said, “Aunt Li, we came here to help.”
So He Yuhao, He Yingying, and He Yanyan acted as the waiters of the Fat Aunt Noodle Restaurant, helping to go out to the diners.
Pack up tables, chairs, benches, chopsticks, plates, etc.
Time went by minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye, a day passed like this.
into the night.
When Aunt Li was about to close the store, a voice came into Aunt Li’s ears, making Aunt Li stunned on the spot…
“Mom, I’m back.”
A twenty-seven- or eight-year-old man wearing a Chinese hanfu with a suitcase behind him.
Just standing in the cold rainy night, staring stupidly at Aunt Li who was about to close the store.
“Mom, I’m Li Shilong! I’m Shilong!!”
“Son! Son!!”
“My dear son”
“Is it really you? I didn’t dream!”
Aunt Li, she was very excited to see her son in the rainy night.
Aunt Li rushed out of the store regardless. When she ran out of the store, she knocked down two tables and chairs without feeling any pain.
“Woooo… son! You’re finally back, it’s great! It’s great! Brat!!”
“Mom! I’m sorry, when I…”
“do not talk.”
Aunt Li stretched out a hand and covered Li Shilong’s mouth.
“Son! It’s good to be back, it’s good to be back, and the things in the past are not your fault.”
“It’s all my mother’s fault. Your mother beats you all the time. If your mother beat you, you wouldn’t be running with the circus.”
……
“Aunt Li, don’t stand outside, go ahead and tell the store, it’s still raining outside.”
After being reminded by He Yuhao’s words, Li Shilong and Aunt Li came back to their senses.
Li Shilong pulled the suitcase, and Aunt Li took Li Shilong’s hand into the noodle shop.
……
“Mr. He, let me introduce to you, this is my son Li Shilong.”
1.6 After Aunt Li pointed to her son’s name, she pointed to He Yuhao’s two daughters and told her son.
“This is your Uncle He’s eldest daughter, He Yingying, and this is his youngest daughter, He Yanyan.”
“Hello, Uncle He.” After Li Shilong said hello to He Yuhao, he looked at He Yingying and He Yanyan again.
“Sister Yingying, sister Yanyan, how are you?”
He Yingying stood up from her seat and responded, “Brother Shilong, you are fine too.”
“Hello, Brother Xiaolong.”
He Yanyan was the most naughty. After she said hello to Li Shilong, she even spit out a small tongue at Li Shilong.
Li Shilong, the name reminds He Yuhao of a kung fu star of later generations.
The later kung fu star is also called Li Shilong. I heard that he had no father since he was a child.
At the age of eight, he followed his master to open a museum in the United States, and at the age of twelve broke into Hollywood in the United States…
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