Chapter 56: Chapter 52.4

On the other side, Zhuo Bang ordered people to move the bag of cement back. As soon as he got home, a young man jumped out, “Dad!”

Zhuo Bang touched his head, “Where did you go to play today?”

The young boy, Zhuo Yan, curled his lips, “Those dandies invited me out for dinner, but I didn’t go. I was just reading at home!”

The news of their arrival wasn’t hidden. They arrived a little early, but it was known.

Master Liu wanted to see him many times, but Zhuo Bang was used to going to the village first, so he ignored him for the time being.

Since Zhuo Bang couldn’t be found, they tried their best to find Zhuo Yan. They knew that Zhuo Bang took Zhuo Yan to the hospital with a high fever that day, and they felt that Zhuo Bang doted on his son, so it would be a good idea to start with Zhuo Yan.

Master Liu’s thinking was simple. Zhuo Yan was just a little boy, curious about the outside world. His son, Liu Buping, loved making friends, so it was better to let him go.

He asked Liu Buping to invite someone to go out to play.

Unexpectedly, people didn’t buy it at all. Zhuo Yan didn’t go out and didn’t pay attention to him.

At this moment, Zhuo Yan looked curiously at the gray bag behind Zhuo Bang, “What is this?”

Zhuo Bang smiled, “This is a good thing I found in a village.”

Zhuo Yan had already opened it. After seeing the contents of the bag, his eyes widened, “This… this is!”

‘Cement?!’

Zhuo Bang laughed, “This thing is called cement, and it is very useful!”

Zhuo Yan was already panicking, unable to believe it, “How… how could this happen!”

Zhuo Bang was a little surprised to see his reaction so big, “Do you know this thing?”

Zhuo Yan felt as if Zhuo Bang’s gaze could penetrate him, so he quickly adjusted his expression, “No, I don’t know, I don’t know this thing. What is it for?”

In fact, he was a little panicked. Where did the cement come from?

Zhuo Bang didn’t suspect him; he assumed his son was still recovering from the high fever: “I’ll talk to you more carefully later. Anyway, this thing is a treasure. We will to go back with this good luck.”

Although Zhuo Yan was surprised, he kept his emotions hidden, even though his heart was in turmoil.

Zhuo Bang sighed, “I’ve been walking for a day. I’m really tired and hungry. I bought some food outside. Let’s go, son, have dinner with dad!”

Zhuo Yan sat down with Zhuo Bang. The boy almost jumped up when he saw several delicacies on the table.

Milk cake, chestnut cake, rice noodle soup!!

Everything looked familiar, but this familiarity made him even more devastated.

‘Why are these things existed in this place?!’

Seeing him motionless, Zhuo Bang felt a little strange. Since his son’s fever subsided, he had sensed Zhuo Yan was acting strangely, but he didn’t voice it. He just assumed his son was still uncomfortable.

At this time, he asked, “Why? You don’t like these?”

Zhuo Yan froze, “No, no, I’m just a little curious, dad. Where did you buy these things? I’ve never seen them.”

It turned out to be this reason, and Zhuo Bang had no doubts about him, “Father saw them while passing by a restaurant. The business there was good, and many people were queuing up. I asked about it, and it was said to be a restaurant with good taste. I bought these and came back to try them.”

He handed Zhuo Yan a chopstick of rice noodles, “How about trying it quickly?”

Zhuo Yan took a stiff bite, finding the taste exactly as he remembered, leaving him completely stunned.

At the same time, there was infinite panic in his heart.

Zhuo Bang noticed his son’s lack of response after the first bite and was surprised, “What’s wrong with you, son? Don’t you like the taste?”

“No!” Zhuo Yan looked pale and uncomfortable, “I just feel a little dizzy…”

He appeared very uncomfortable. Zhuo Bang, concerned, said nervously, “The doctor said you knocked your head. If you’re really uncomfortable, go rest and eat later, okay?”

Zhuo Yan returned to his room as if floating.

After lying on the bed for a while, he suddenly jumped up and sneaked out of the door.

Lost in thought, he walked slowly along with the flow of people. Not paying attention, he accidentally bumped into someone.

The man cursed, “You don’t look at people when you walk!”

Apologizing hastily, Zhuo Yan asked, “By the way, a restaurant opened in the town recently. Do you know where it is?”

The man glanced at him, seeing his pale face, and when he asked about Jiangjia Restaurant, he smiled, “You’re talking about the newly opened Jiangjia Restaurant? It’s on the street from Fengtai Tea House.”

Zhuo Yan nodded, turned, and left.

The man looked at his back and suddenly patted his head, “Hey! This man is strange! Does he know the road?”

Zhuo Yan, deemed clueless about directions, wandered towards Fengtai Tea House.

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When he arrived, Jiangjia Restaurant was bustling.

There were usually many people passing through this area, but most were just passing by. There was a sight of long queue in front of the shop has only appeared recently.@@novelbin@@

Zhuo Yan walked unsteadily, halted by a few people, “Hey, what are you doing! Go to the back of the queue!”

He was pushed to the back of the line in a daze, overhearing a discussion in front, “What did you order today?”

“Noodle soup. The weather is so windy this time.”

Another shook his head, “There’s too much water. I have to work later and eat the solid ones.”

“Hey! Why are you so indecisive? After all, this restaurant has everything, so choose something that suits your needs.” The speaker put his hands in his sleeves, exhaling a breath of warmth, “Besides, you can decide now and change your mind later if you hear someone ordering something that tastes better.”

A few people chatted casually, and Zhuo Yan slowly moved forward with the team; finally, it was his turn.

A gentle voice sounded: “What do you want to eat?”

Zhuo Yan raised his head blankly and saw Wen Yan sitting at the counter. The weather was too cold, so he wore a fleece scarf and a gray rabbit fur quilt outside the door. The wind brought in made him tremble, but his eyes were calm and gentle.

Seeing that he didn’t speak, he repeated again: “What do you want to eat?”

Only then did Zhuo Yan realize that he was hungry, so he casually ordered a bowl of noodles and sat in the corner. He raised his eyes and observed Wen Yan.

Probably because the weather was too cold, Wen Yan rubbed his hands and took the list in his hand into the inner room. There was a man inside which Zhuo Yan couldn’t see clearly. He thought the man looked familiar from the back.

The man put down the food spoon in his hand and held Wen Yan’s hand and blew on it carefully.

The two of them held hands together, and Wen Yan’s eyes narrowed in satisfaction.

Zhuo Yan couldn’t help but take another look. Jiang Zhou happened to turn around to pick up something, and a familiar face appeared in Zhuo Yan’s eyes.

The chopsticks in Zhuo Yan’s hand fell on the table.

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Jiang Zhou put the small hot water bottle into Wen Yan’s hand: “You don’t know how to hold this when you are sitting outside. Your hands are so frozen.”

Wen Yan looked at his red hands, a little indifferent: “It’s okay. It was more serious in the past than this time. How can I be so squeamish? It’s just not convenient to write.”

Jiang Zhou glared at him: “You have to be careful no matter what. The past is the past. Our life now a little easier. You must be kind to yourself.”

“Okay.” Wen Yan smiled warmly, “I see you are too nervous, which makes me even more nervous. Are you tired? Do you want to take a break?”

Jiang Zhou shook his head: “Hang on. After the bowl of noodles is ready, if you think it’s too cold to sit outside, go sit on the stove for a while. It will be warmer with the fire. Ding Bai is watching at the counter.”

He urged Wen Yan while talking, and put the pot. He picked up the noodles and put the dish number on it. He didn’t let Wen Yan do anything.

He picked it up and walked out: “Go and sit for a while.”

He took the noodles out, looked at the number plate on the table, and put it in front of Zhuo Yan: “Your food.”

He was about to leave but found the young man sitting, staring at him with his eyes wide open, as if he had seen a ghost.

“What’s wrong?”

Zhuo Yan shook his head numbly and said with difficulty: “It’s okay.”

Jiang Zhou felt strange but said nothing and turned back.

The shop had been busy all morning, and he was in no mood to pay attention to such a strange young man.

When he finished his work, all the dishes and chopsticks on the table were taken away, and Jiang Zhou naturally forgot about him.