"Sir, besides a pot of three forts, what kind of snacks would you like?" The waiter in the shop is not old, but a young man with good features. Unfortunately, he is a lame. He limped up the stairs with great difficulty. He looked in front of him. The man inexplicably felt a lot of fear in his heart, and his usually melodious and loud shouts became softer and smaller at this time, for fear of angering this person who was not easy to mess with at first sight.
"Who is that person?" Mu Nanshan asked the waiter, pointing to Brother Zhang upstairs who was bound by Chunya's hands and feet and making him laugh or cry.
"Oh, this is the second son of the Zhang family, the shopkeeper of the pastry shop diagonally across the street." The waiter thought it was strange that this person asked him about the second son of the Zhang family out of the blue, but he didn't dare not say anything, but he didn't feel at ease after all. After a pause, he asked cautiously, "Sir, why are you asking about this?"
"What's his relationship with that girl?" Mu Nanshan naturally wouldn't answer the waiter, so he asked again with a cold face.
"Sir, what do you mean?" The waiter, who had always been timid, suddenly frowned and stood up straight. He was still afraid of the untouchable young man in front of him, but he He didn't tolerate it any longer. He looked at Mu Nanshan sternly, frowned and said in a deep voice, "Sir, I hear there's something fishy in your words. You must have some misunderstanding about the girl from the He family, right?"
Mu Nanshan was stunned when he saw the sudden change: "What misunderstanding?"
"No matter whether you have misunderstandings about this girl or not, sir, I ask you to keep your mind and eyes clear. No one would be willing to throw dirty water on such a good girl," the waiter said eloquently. His back was straighter, and his face was full of righteousness. He stared downstairs at Brother Zhang who had no choice but to accept the broken money, shook his head and walked away with a smile, and then looked at Brother Zhang who was facing him under the sun. He waved and thanked the smiling girl. The girl's smile was so contagious that it made him curl up his lips. Her eyes were filled with indescribable warmth. When he spoke again, the waiter's voice became softer. Quite a few, "I'm afraid your guest doesn't know that He Ji Tavern has been open on this street for more than ten years. We all grew up eating their food. When we were young, we were just homeless people on the street who didn't have enough to eat." Children, they all go to see Mother He. Mother He makes the most delicious noodles. When it’s my birthday, Mother He will also give me an egg with sweet fillings, which is very delicious.”
Mu Nanshan looked at the waiter with some surprise, and finally his eyes fell on his lame leg. He suddenly remembered what Lao Xu said that day -
"...Chun Ya's leg was broken when she was protecting the shop. The neighbors couldn't bear to protect Chun Ya and her life and death, but they were beaten and lame..."
"This girl grew up on this street. She is the girl of all of us," the waiter said, and his eyes fell on Mu Nanshan again. But at this moment, there was no fear in his eyes, they were all cold. He warned coldly, "No matter who wants to bully our girl, we will kill him even if we risk our lives!"
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Mu Nanshan did not go to find Chunya. That afternoon, he had been sitting on the second floor of the teahouse, drinking the bad tea in this teahouse. He sat by the window and watched the skinny girl carrying a huge food. Box, a plate of snacks was delivered door to door, and no one was left behind. He looked at the huge food box and the plates of snacks sent out, and his heart felt warm and distressed. I am afraid this girl is... Did you work all night to make so many snacks
He watched the girl say goodbye to these old neighbors over and over again, looked at the winter jasmine that the girl had casually put on her hairpin, looked at the green skirt on her body that was not old, and her sweaty and always smiling face. A face...