The guests who came in were a couple, and they looked very well matched.
The man took his wife's hand and asked, "What do you want to eat?"
The woman shook her head and seemed to have no appetite.
The man looked at the menu Du Rourou handed over, "Hmm... I'd like one Kung Pao shrimp ball, one tiger skin chili pepper, one West Lake beef soup, and two bowls of rice."
The food was served quickly, and the woman couldn't help but feel hungry when she smelled the food in the air.
"It tastes good. Try it." The man picked up a piece of shrimp for her. "This shrimp is chewy. It must be alive."
The woman took a few bites and praised, "It's really good."
After eating and drinking, the two sat at the table in silence.
The man spoke first, "Are you full? Would you like some ice jelly? I see it's on the menu."
"No, I've been too busy these days and can't handle it." The woman shook her head.
There was another silence.
"Then... let's go." The woman still spoke.
They walked to the door one after another to pay the bill. Du Rourou smiled and said, "How was it? Was the food good?"
"Very good, we had a good meal." The woman replied with a smile.
"That's good. You two seem to be a good match. You must have a very good relationship, right?" Du Rourou said as she was giving the change as the man gave her cash.
"Are you a good match?" The man glanced at his wife.
"You two are a perfect match. You two have very unique temperaments. You look different at first glance, but your auras are very compatible. You look like a perfect match at first glance."
The woman smiled and said, "Thank you, little girl."
"You're welcome. You two are welcome to visit us next time." Du Rourou walked them to the door.
About a week later, the couple came again and ordered the same dishes.
Du Rourou still remembered them and greeted them with a smile while serving the dishes.
The woman also replied with a smile.
There were not many people in the store, so Du Rourou sat at the table next to her and read a thick professional book.
The man suddenly asked, "You're not leaving?"
"No, I won't divorce you," the woman said. "On second thought, there's nothing I can't accept."
"You are out there on a mission to defend our country, and I am in the hospital to heal the wounded and save lives. It's in line with what the little girl said, we are a perfect match."
"But..." The man was still a little hesitant.
"When we got married, you went to help with earthquake relief, and I was busy at the hospital. Even to get the marriage certificate, I took an hour off and hurriedly took photos." The woman sighed.
“Thinking about it now, it’s pretty funny.”
The man lowered his head and said nothing.
The woman added, "Later I wanted to divorce because I felt that we only met a few times a year and didn't spend much time together in our lifetime, which was quite boring."
"I don't want to divorce now because I've thought about it. There's no need to let others feel my unhappiness. We are meant to be together."
"This way, when we get old and retire, we can always be together, just like in love, and never get tired of each other."
The man raised his head, his eyes moist, "Xiaoqing, I am sorry for you."
"I'm sorry," the woman gave him a reproachful look, "I've already said that we are a perfect match."
They were talking quite loudly, and Du Rourou had no idea when she started listening so attentively. When she saw the couple start eating again, she stood up and went to the backyard.
"Sister Shasha!" Du Rourou ran to find Ding Sha and told her everything she had just heard.
"I, I want to buy two small cakes for them, can you..." Du Rourou was a little embarrassed to let Ding Sha make them on the spot.
Ding Sha agreed with a smile, "Of course, but it may be too late to make a cake now. How about you make two bowls of ice jelly, and it'll be my treat."
Du Rourou ordered two bowls of deluxe ice jelly, went to the front desk to transfer the money herself before bringing them to the couple.
“We didn’t order this, little girl,” the woman was surprised.
"I invited you," Du Rourou said a little embarrassedly, "I just overheard your conversation by accident. I'm sorry. This is my apology."
The woman was stunned for a moment, "This..."
The man smiled, "Thank you, little girl."
Du Rourou shook her head, smiled, and sat further away with the book in her arms.
The woman took a big bite of the sweet watermelon, and it felt so cool to the core of her heart.
When I left, I was secretly thinking that I would definitely come back when I have some free time.
After Ding Sha finished her work, she told Xiao Jun about this matter. She had never hidden anything from Xiao Jun, except for the matter of time travel and rebirth.
Xiao Jun said, "When Ping An is older, let's go traveling. How about going to the beach?"
Ding Sha blinked in confusion, "Why are you suddenly saying this?"
"I just feel that you are at a great disadvantage, becoming a mother at such a young age. I don't want to tie you down here. Let's go see the world outside, shall we?"
"What about Ping An? Shall we leave Ping An behind and go out to play?"
"There's Aunt Zhao, sister-in-law and aunt!"
"You don't want the store anymore?"
“Wenhao is here!”
"… "
Finally, the conversation ended with Ding Sha's vague "Let's talk about it later."
"Sister Shasha!" Du Rourou poked her head out from behind the door curtain. "Fan Xiangxiang has sent over some samples!"
Ding Sha immediately walked over and asked, "How is it? Is it okay?"
“I haven’t tasted it yet, but the packaging seems pretty good!”
The packaging was drawn by an illustrator of Ding Sha’s small courtyard, and also included a picture of Ding Sha’s back.
Dingsha opened a can and poured some out. "Try it. How is it?"
Du Rourou tasted a little and her eyes lit up, "Delicious! Goes well with rice!"
Ding Sha also tried it. Although it was not as delicious as what she made herself, it was much better than those on the market.
"Fan Xiangxiang raised the price a bit,"
Du Rourou ate while reading the message from the other side, "They also hope that you can start a live broadcast to sell some goods."
"Start live broadcast?" Ding Sha shook his head.
"I only have a few fans? I still have self-awareness."
"Don't underestimate yourself!" Du Rourou said, "It's already over 500,000!"
“This result is already very good.”
Du Rourou listed several other bloggers, but none of them had gained followers as fast as Ding Sha.
Ding Sha had been encouraged by Du Rourou to no longer be afraid of showing his face, but he was still a little nervous.
“What if I screw up?”
"No, no," Du Rourou analyzed it for her for a long time, and finally said, "It's hard for you to fail."
Ding Sha looked at Xiao Jun again, and Xiao Jun nodded, "Although I don't like them calling you their wife, I think you can do it."
Ding Sha also became a little excited, "Then... let's try it?"
Du Rourou happily replied to Fan Xiangxiang, while Ding Sha was thinking about how to make better preparations.
The news that Ding Sha was going to start live streaming was also announced, and many of Shasha’s netizens said they would definitely support his wife.
Ding Sha was so nervous that he didn't even care about the jealous Xiao Jun.
The jealous Wang Wenhao wanted to make dumplings every day.
The day of broadcasting finally arrived, and Ding Sha sat in front of the screen with some trepidation.
"Hi... Hello everyone, I am Fengyue Xianren."
Author's digression: I was on duty at work today...