Cannon fodder is really a fortune, setting up a stall to raise cubs makes a fortune

Chapter 227: Fellow villagers meet each other

Xia Anan almost laughed out loud when she saw this comment, but she quickly held it back because Lu Qingyuan was right next to her.

Lu Qingyuan looked at her, "What's wrong? Are netizens afraid to say anything nonsense now?"

"Yeah, everyone was scared by you, and now everyone is apologizing to you." How could Xia Anan dare to say that everyone thought he was narcissistic.

Lu Qingyuan nodded with satisfaction, "I'll go wash my hands first, what are we having for dinner today?"

"Grilled squid, beef with potatoes."

Xia Anan secretly turned off her phone, fearing that she would not be able to hold back her laughter, and planned to wait until night when she was alone to watch it secretly.

Xia Baobao had already climbed onto the chair and couldn't wait for dinner to start.

"Fish! When you are full, you need fish."

Lu Qingyuan heard his words before he came over, and muttered: "Eating fish every day, do you really have a fish brain?"

Xia Baobao snorted coldly: "I won't give it to Dad."

"You won't give me any? Can you finish it by yourself?"

Lu Qingyuan pinched his face and only realized it was grilled squid after he sat down.

"Why did you think of eating this today?"

He picked up a skewer. The squid was roasted golden on both sides and sprinkled with cumin powder. It looked very appetizing.

When you take a bite, you can taste the unique texture of squid, and the method of roasting it makes your mouth full of fragrance.

It’s really delicious, no wonder the little guy is thinking about it.

Lu Qingyuan looked at the other dishes again. He had seen them all before, except for the small pancake, which he had no idea what it was made of and was sprinkled with some seaweed crumbs.

He picked up a piece and tasted it. "What kind of cake is this? Is there squid meat in it? It tastes pretty good."

Lu Qingyuan was originally wondering why the pancakes were fried so thickly when there was no pancake pan. He tasted it and realized that the taste was different.

It's soft and you can eat the vegetables and chewy octopus inside.

“I was going to make it into a meatball shape, but I didn’t have the tools, so that’s it.”

Lu Qingyuan ate several of them in a row and said, "This is also delicious."

Xia Anan has already sent a message to the factory, asking if they can make the mold she wants.

Then you can make the octopus balls you want.

Although it tastes similar to small cakes, life always needs some sense of ritual.

After finishing their meal, the three of them went for a walk in the snack street together. To be precise, Xia Anan went to see if there was any help needed. Lu Qingyuan said that he was going to inspect the work, but Xia Baobao was the only one who went for a walk.

As the school term approaches, the snack street becomes more and more lively, with the largest crowds being students from nearby universities.

Many people are saying that they want to make up for what they missed eating during the holidays. Also, there are new students who just enrolled this year. This group of fresh blood has brought more popularity to the snack street.

Xia Anan followed behind Lu Qingyuan, who was tall and strong, and was just right to lead the way in front.

But just as she was greeting the stall owner, she didn't pay attention to the crowd around her and was bumped into and staggered.

Fortunately, Lu Qingyuan helped him. Just when Lu Qingyuan was about to ask the other person to watch the road with a cold face, the man pointed at Xia Anan and spoke first.

"An An? Is that you?"

Xia Anan looked at the boy in front of her. He was wearing frameless glasses and looked a little dull, a typical good student.

Lu Qingyuan bumped into her shoulder and asked, "Do you know him?"

Xia Anan was also wondering, does she know such a person?

When the other party saw Xia Anan's expression, he sighed and said, "It's me, Xia Yidong! Don't you recognize me? My mother is Xiuxiu, and you often came to our house for dinner when you were a child!"

"Oh! It's you!"

Xia Anan suddenly realized that it was normal that he had no impression of the people in the original owner's village.

But from what he said, the relationship should be good.

Lu Qingyuan carried the little guy on his shoulders and said, "Then you two can chat first. I'll take Bao Bao for a walk."

Xia Anan wanted to tell her not to be left alone to face this kind of 'fellow villagers meeting each other' situation, but Lu Qingyuan ran so fast that she couldn't even grab the corner of his clothes.

The two sat down aside, and Xia Yidong talked nonstop: "My mother called me a while ago and asked me if I had seen you in Beijing. I was wondering, when did you come to Beijing?"

"Well, I've been here for a while..."

Xia Anan didn't know how the original owner and the other party usually got along, and was afraid that if she said too much, she would be exposed, so she could only answer as vaguely as possible.

"Why didn't you look for me when you came? Where do you live now? What do you do? Do you have enough money? What's your relationship with those two people just now?"

Xia Yidong asked Xia Anan several questions in a row, almost making her dizzy.

The original owner came to Beijing to look for his relatives, but failed to find them, so he came here. Even if he wanted to find him, he had no chance.

There are still things left, can you tell me?

I feel like no matter what the matter is, it can’t be explained clearly in just a few words.

"Well, I...actually..."

Xia Anan's eyes fell on the stalls nearby, and an idea flashed in her mind, "You came to the snack street to buy something to eat, right? What do you want to eat? I'll treat you!"

The other party's attention was indeed diverted: "What are you treating me to? How much money do you have? I'll buy you whatever you want to eat."

"No, no, no, I'll go buy it!"

Xia Anan just wanted to escape from the scene, fearing that she had said something she shouldn't have.

She took her time buying some snacks before returning, and saw Xia Yidong was talking on the phone with someone.

"...I know everything, don't worry!"

Xia Anan put down the things in her hand, and the other party spoke first: "I just called my mother and she said that you are doing well in Beijing and she doesn't need to worry."

"Um……"

I don’t know if there is still some consciousness of the original owner in this body, but I felt a little sad when Xia Yidong mentioned his mother.

Maybe when the original owner was abused by his adoptive parents, the other family really helped a lot...

"Why did you buy so much? Can the two of us finish it?"

Xia Yidong complained, but had already started eating.

Xia Anan: "...It's okay, just try them all!"

The boy quickly finished a portion of grilled cold noodles and moved on to the next portion of grilled gluten: "By the way, you haven't told me what you do in Jing City?"

"..."

Why did this topic come back again?

Xia Yidong's eyes fell on the apron she was wearing. "Hey, what are you wearing? Are you working in this snack street?"

Xia Anan was brainstorming a solution, but the other party had already thought of it for her.

She nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, I work here, and I go to work every night. It's quite easy."

The boy nodded: "That's fine. You can work here at night and learn some skills when you have time during the day. You can't work in the snack street for the rest of your life."

"Yeah." Xia Anan knew that he was concerned about the original owner, so she didn't refute it, and there was nothing wrong with what the other party said.