Ming Ming likes you

When Wen Miaoran walked into the "Lujia Noodles" noodle shop, she couldn't tell what kind of mentality she had.

Behind this old commercial street is a set of old residential quarters, from the commercial street to the residential area, all belong to Wen Miaoran's father.Now, his father plans to spend huge sums of money to demolish and rebuild this commercial street, because the high-speed rail station not far away has already started construction.When the high-speed rail station is completed and the commercial street is completed, the old residential quarters behind it may not be able to escape the fate of renovation.After all, at that time, the housing prices here had to double.

Wen Miaoran is the only son in the family, even though he likes painting, he cannot escape the fate of taking over the family business in the future.So after this summer vacation, he will go to the UK to start a three-year business management finance and other professional studies that have nothing to do with his hobbies.

And before he went abroad, Wen Qi specially asked him to visit the area west of the city, intending to ask him to put forward some ideas of his own.Of course, he didn't expect his son, who was addicted to painting, to give any constructive advice, that is, it was just a little bit of getting in touch with the family's business in advance.

Wen Miaoran has no objection to this, just ask him to come out of the studio and take a look around, maybe he can come across some unexpected inspirations.

He doesn't have the habit of sleeping in late, and he wakes up very early even during summer vacation, and it's only past nine or ten o'clock at the moment.

There are many food shops on the old commercial street, among which there are one or two fruit shops and grocery stores. The smell of food spreads silently, and Wen Miaoran feels a little hungry.Looking up, it seems that the business is going well. What should I eat?

Just as he was hesitating, a voice came to his ears, "Two bowls of pork knuckle and seaweed noodles!"

The voice was nice and clear. It sounded like a boy in his teens, never older than himself, Wen Miaoran thought so, and his steps were already heading in that direction.When he stepped into the door of the store, he glanced up at the name of the store - Lujiamian.

It seems that the boy's surname is Lu most likely.

But it's not sure, what if I came here to do a part-time summer job.

The store was clean and bright, full of seats, the young man was looking for money with his head down, he didn't see Wen Miaoran who just came in.

Wen Miaoran's eyes were a little unable to leave him.

A half-pane of glass is embedded on the wall behind, and one can clearly see the interior of the kitchen, where an old couple is cooking noodles and seasoning them in an orderly manner.The kitchen is also very clean, the windows are wide open for good ventilation.

The sunlight that came in through the window hit the glass wall, and the weakened light fell on the boy.There was a pure and bright smile on her fair face, as if she had never encountered any troubles in her life.He sat there, and the kitchen behind him, and the busy old people in the kitchen formed a picture full of life, so beautiful that Wen Miaoran was a little moved.

After Lu Ming looked for the money, he looked up and saw Wen Miaoran standing in front of him stupidly. He had some light behind his back, but it didn't prevent Lu Ming from receiving his good looks.It's that kind, standing there without talking or moving, it's very pleasing to the eye and good-looking.

He narrowed his eyes and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Wen Miaoran came back to his senses and was taken aback by his gaffe. In his short life, this kind of situation has never happened before.He coughed in disguise, "It's my first time here, so I don't know what's delicious."

Lu Ming took a quick look at his clothes, well, he really didn't look like someone who would come to his house to eat.

So he walked from behind the cash register to a table piled with sundries, made room for his homework, let Wen Miaoran sit in, and brought him a simple menu, "Then sit here and have a good time." Look, just tell me what you want to eat."

His voice was as pleasant as the one heard outside the shop, and his body still seemed to smell like sunshine.Wen Miaoran's affection for this young man made himself afraid, he felt like he was possessed by a demon, it's only been a few minutes.

After pinching the menu in his hand for a long time, Wen Miaoran still didn't decide what to eat, and when the next customer finished ordering, he raised his head and said to Lu Ming, "I don't know what to eat, why don't you recommend it to me. "

Lu Ming took the menu in his hand and shouted to the kitchen, "Grandma! A bowl of pork bone noodles with green vegetables, put more vegetables!"

Putting more vegetables is his habit, probably because he said it fluently at ordinary times, and now he picked it up naturally.

After he finished ordering, he turned around to look at Wen Miaoran, "You can eat what I ordered, you don't need money if it's not good."

Wen Miaoran wanted to say something, and someone called Lu Ming to pay the bill.Taking advantage of this gap, Wen Miaoran glanced at the summer homework on the table, the logo of City No. [-] Middle School was very conspicuous, it turned out to be his junior.Although he has already graduated, this can be regarded as a talking point, isn't it?

Before Lu Ming came back, Wen Miaoran, like a thief, quickly opened the cover of the summer homework, and saw the name on it——Lu Ming.

Wen Miaoran smiled, the characters were just like his, they were all pretty.

After a while, his noodles were ready, and it was Lu Ming who served them.The bowl was steaming, and Lu Ming's fingers were scalded due to force, and turned red.

When Wen Miaoran reached out to take the bowl, he touched his hand inadvertently, and he suddenly wanted to say "be careful of being burned".I also feel that this remark is too inexplicable. It's okay for people to serve noodles to so many people, so they must be familiar with it a long time ago.So when the words came to his lips, they became the word "thank you".

The fan on the wall was blowing loudly, and Lu Ming put a spoon in the bowl for him, "Let it cool down before eating."

Wen Miaoran looked at Lu Ming who went to place an order after saying this, and wondered if he was so considerate to every customer.

Wen Miaoran was still thinking about Lu Ming's smiling face when he was far away from "Lu's Noodle".As soon as he put down his chopsticks, he leaned over and asked, "How is it? Is it delicious!" How could the pride in those eyes be so obvious and so attractive.

Wen Miaoran took out the money and said, "It's delicious." Then he decided that it would not be too much to have another bowl of such delicious noodles tomorrow.