When Lin Wanyin brought Han Ying over, Qingxi had just finished seeing the doctor, saying that she was exhausted and needed to relax and pay attention to rest, and she did not need to take medicine.

Old Mrs. Xu asked Cuicui to send the doctor out.

Qingxi was lying on the bed, not daring to look at her grandmother.

Old Mrs. Xu sat next to her and looked at her granddaughter silently. She got up early and went to bed late. She came back and said hello and went back to the room to sleep. She hadn't looked at her carefully. Now she realized that although her granddaughter's face was still white and tender, she had lost weight. With the haggard eyes, she looked like a pitiful lady in the family.

Old Mrs. Xu felt very uncomfortable. This is her granddaughter. She has no husband or son, and only her granddaughters are left. The second child goes to school and is afraid that she will stay outside in the future. The third child is still a baby, and only the eldest granddaughter is the most sensible and pitiful. She has worked hard to support the Xu family's ancestral property and also earn money to support the younger sisters.

When his granddaughter was going to open a noodle shop, Mrs. Xu opposed it one million times. On the one hand, she hoped that her granddaughter would marry into the Gu family as a young grandma wearing gold and silver. On the other hand, she felt that her granddaughter was just impulsive and had no character or ability at all. However, the Gu family's marriage was ruined, and her granddaughter was more capable than she expected. She led two maids to open the noodle shop, just like a delicate flower raised in a flower plate. Everyone thought that she would die if she left the flower pot, but the flowers had to take root in the field.

Old Mrs. Xu is not surnamed Xu, but her husband and son surnamed Xu, and she is also a woman from the Xu family. After these three months, Old Mrs. Xu saw hope in her eldest granddaughter to revitalize Xu Qingtang. Since there is hope, why should she still object? It has become a stumbling block for her eldest granddaughter. How can she meet the two of them in the future?

"Qingxi, the restaurant only does business at noon and evening. The noodle restaurant is the same. Don't get up early in the future. You are still young and you have dragged your body down. Who will take your father's knife in the future?" With the grandparents and grandchildren there, Mrs. Xu pulled the quilt on the granddaughter and persuaded earnestly.

Qingxi wanted to speak, but his lips moved, and was held down by Old Mrs. Xu. Then she made a tone of her decision against her will because she loved her granddaughter: "Isn't it just to make more money? We don't lack that little breakfast money, so we need to spend money in the future. Even if we tell our grandmother, as long as we don't touch our grandmother's coffin book, the rest of our grandmother will be willing to do so."

Qingxi blinked her eyes and asked a question she had been curious about with a hippie smile: "How much money does grandmother have?"

The corner of Mrs. Xu's mouth twitched, and she didn't mention the money. She felt heartbroken when she mentioned it. The Xu family had accumulated over her lifetime. After she had a bank, her son advised her to deposit it in the bank. Mrs. Xu was worried that she would hide it at home. She was afraid that the thief would be thinking about it. To be safe, she buried a box of gold under the ground in her room, accounting for one-fifth of the total savings.

When she came to Hangzhou to celebrate the birthday of Mrs. Gu, it was not convenient for Mrs. Xu to bring gold and silver. In addition to some jewelry, she brought a large amount of paper tickets that she could easily take with her. One was afraid that something might happen at home, and the other was also afraid that she would go to the place where the Gu family had paid for money and didn't want to be looked down upon. The paper tickets and jewelry she brought that time also cost one-fifth of the total savings.

There was an accident at home, his son died suddenly, and the bandits also took away three-fifths of the Xu family's family's family's assets. Although the remaining two-fifths were enough for their four grandparents and grandchildren to have no worries about food and clothing for several lifetimes, Old Mrs. Xu still felt sorry for most of the family's wealth that was stolen.

"I won't tell you, so that you won't be ashamed of losing your family." Old Mrs. Xu pointed at the tip of her granddaughter's nose.

Qingxi said, "Then I don't want my grandmother, I'd better make breakfast."

Old Mrs. Xu misunderstood that it was because of money that she would rather work hard. She curled her lips and stretched out a finger to her granddaughter: "You are obedient, grandmother will give you a thousand first, but you must discuss with me when spending a lot of money. You cannot make decisions by yourself. You are still young and are prone to being deceived."

Qingxi was shocked. His grandmother, who had always been stingy, was willing to take out a thousand yuan at once. The grandmother said at least 18,000 yuan in her hand!

The little girl's almond eyes were bright, as if she had seen a mountain of gold and silver. Old Mrs. Xu pinched her granddaughter's face angrily and snorted: "Don't tell your mother, grandmother is heartless to you. You dare to work with your mother to plunder my coffin book. Be careful not to take a penny out! I won't buy you perfume!"

Qingxi thought of the scene when her grandmother protected her in her arms on the train. She is really a grandmother, it is true that she prefers boys over girls, it is true that she dislikes her mother, but it is true that she loves her.

Qingxi buried it in grandmother's arms and cried secretly. It's great to have family care about it.

The grandparents and grandchildren first made a heart-to-heart talk. Before the Qingxi stops the breakfast business, Lin Wanyin and Han Ying arrive.

Han Ying was a distinguished guest, and Old Mrs. Xu asked her granddaughter to continue lying down. She went out to greet her with a smile like a flower.

Han Ying had never seen other faces of Mrs. Xu. Seeing that the old man was so enthusiastic, he treated Mrs. Xu as an amiable elder. Lin Wanyin felt relieved when she saw that her mother-in-law only treated Han Ying as a junior on the surface and did not have any obvious actions to over-match Yuxi and Han Ying as friends.

Han Ying happily announced the good news. Han Ying's mother passed away early, and Han Rong was afraid that her daughter would suffer losses outside, so she was too careful to protect her, so that Han Ying did not make many real friends. However, the twelve-year-old girl was very eager to have more partners, so when she saw Qingxi as delicate as flowers, the lively and enthusiastic Yuxi, and the little sheep-like milk doll Yunxi, Han Ying was very satisfied.

Qingxi held the newspaper, her eyes full of disbelief.

Seeing the title "There are Tofu Xishi in ancient times", Qingxi was the first to think of Gao Yuan. Gao Yuan did that kind of thing to her. Qingxi just wanted to clear all the relationship with him, and the newspaper did not need the other party's help. However, after reading the full article, Qingxi suddenly was not sure whether the noodle restaurant's posting was related to Gao Yuan.

According to the content of the article, Qingxi is very sure that the author is the short-haired lady who brought her twin sons to the noodle restaurant for dinner many times. The woman's quiet and intellectual temperament is very consistent with the editor and the identity of the writer. The content that praises her in the manuscript is completely different from Gao Yuan's manuscript, but how could it be so coincidental?

"Sister Qingxi, I bet that there must be a lot of people going to the noodle shop today!" Han Ying said with bright eyes.

Qingxi suddenly woke up, and she would not consider the rest for now. She must open business today!

"Mom, grandmother, I'm really fine. The reason for the bad mood is that the business has not improved. Now that the business is about to become popular, I have nothing to worry about. I promise to recover completely tomorrow." Qingxi sat up, hoping that the elders would agree to her opening business today.

Lin Wanyin looked at her mother-in-law with advice.

Old Mrs. Xu looked at the newspaper and knew that this was a rare opportunity. She reluctantly agreed. Then she decided to hire a maid who could massage for her granddaughter and stay at home to serve her granddaughter, so she could relieve her fatigue and fatigue every day. In addition, her granddaughter's three meals a day could no longer be fooled in the noodle restaurant. She had to ask the kitchen to prepare and deliver it to her, and the soup would be drunk.

People feel refreshed when they are happy. Qingxi slept for more than an hour, then got up and went to the noodle shop.

However, unlike expected, the afternoon business is indeed a little better than yesterday, but the difference is not big. Moreover, most of the new customers are male customers. While eating, they either go to the kitchen to ask for salt or coriander, or take the initiative to go to the kitchen to check out Xiaolan, and try every means to look into the kitchen, which is clearly aimed at the "noodle beauty" in the newspaper.

Qingxi was very depressed and didn't want to rely on her face to start a business.

Xiaolan advised her: "It's not the young lady's fault to be beautiful. In the past, the two candidates who were only acquainted with the title of the first prize in the palace examination. The emperor would naturally prefer young and handsome. He didn't see the new first prize and gave up his reputation. Besides, the young lady didn't show her face. The first time they came to watch the fun. The second time they came, they must have liked the young lady's face. You can count the money with peace of mind and don't think about it."

Looking at Xiaolan in Qingxi, it seems to make sense.

There was another wave of guests at night. Nine tables were full of male guests. The men couldn't see Qingxi, so they stared at Xiaolan. Even if the maids from a big house like Xiaolan were unable to bear the face, they had to endure it, but they had to endure it and could not make the guests look like they were alone.

"Hey, why is there a cockroach in my place?" At around six o'clock, the noodle restaurant was filled with guests. Most of them lowered their heads to eat noodles with peace of mind, but a bald man who looked like a gangster suddenly started to stumble.

Everyone looked at him.

Xiaolan just brought a bowl of noodles and subconsciously defended: "It's impossible, our noodle restaurant is clean, not to mention that there are no cockroaches at this time."

"There are no cockroaches? Then come and see what is in my bowl." The bald man stood up with his eyes staring, with a ferocious look on his face.

Xiaolan walked over with a tense face and saw a bowl of milky white soup floating in the sea...

Her face looked ugly, and she mustered up the courage to look back at the man who was making trouble: "If such a big cockroach is really in the face, why didn't I see it when I brought it up?"

The bald man used his fingers to pick the yellowed front teeth and spitted on the ground: "The one buried under the face, I will reveal the noodles as soon as I pick them. Stop talking nonsense and ask your boss to come out. No noodles cost a dime a bowl, so you can't fool people like this."

The bald man also brought a younger brother, and then he slapped the table and shouted.

Facing the two strong gangsters, Xiaolan was angry and afraid, and her whole body trembled.

"Since you don't call, let's go to the kitchen to find her!" The bald man smiled evilly, pushed Xiaolan away, and walked towards the kitchen. Xiaolan wanted to stop him, but the bald man's little brother turned around, opened his arms to block her, and smiled lewdly. Xiaolan turned his face and had to take a few steps back.

"Who is looking for me?" A thin figure suddenly appeared at the kitchen door. She was wearing the most ordinary black pants and white shirt, not showing her waist or chest, and had no beauty. Her face was blocked by a mask. Only a pair of clear almond eyes were exposed outside, her forehead was white and smooth, her eyelashes were long underneath, and her eyes were as beautiful as autumn water. She calmly glanced around the noodle shop.

What is a beauty?

With these eyes alone and the voice of the young oriole, everyone here believed that the newspaper said it was true that the noodle restaurant owner was indeed a beauty. But people were all greedy. When they saw the eyes, they wanted to look at their faces again to see how beautiful she was. Most people were determined but not brave enough to restrain their thoughts. The bald man was not afraid of the sky, touching his chin from beginning to end and looking at Qingxi provocatively: "I'm looking for you, I have cockroaches in my face. What do you think you should do?"

"I can guarantee that in addition to the bowl of noodles from Mr.'s, the other guests and the noodles behind are clean tonight. If Mr. still wants to eat noodles, I will refund your meal money and give you a free bowl. If Mr. doesn't want to eat noodles, I will also refund your meal money and compensate another penny as compensation." Qingxi said authentically.

Someone nodded with praise.

How could the bald man be easily dismissed by Qingxi when he was deliberately looking for trouble?

He slowly walked towards Qingxi and smiled: "I'm not short of money. I heard that the boss is a beauty. I have never seen a beauty in my life. In this way, you take off your mask and let me take a look. After seeing it, I will leave immediately. You don't have to refund a penny."

Qingxi frowned and warned: "Since the sir is dissatisfied with my compensation, let's go to the police station and ask the police to make a decision."

The bald man shook his head and was about to speak when a voice suddenly came from the door of the noodle restaurant: "Boss, come and have a bowl of fried noodles."

Qingxi looked over and saw a strange man wearing a black casual dress with a cold face. At first glance, he looked quite as imposing as that person.

"Okay, sir, wait." Qingxi responded and prepared to return to the kitchen.

"Little beauty, don't leave, let me have a good look." The bald man reached out and wanted to pull her arm, but just a second before he grabbed Qingxi, the new man in black rushed over several times, hugging the bald man's shoulders like a good buddy, and laughed coldly: "Brother Li, long time no see, I didn't expect to meet him here."

The bald man's whole body was stiff and he wanted to look down but he didn't dare to move.

Qingxi saw the gun in the black man's hand, the slender gun head, pressed tightly against the bald man's waist, and was blocked by the two of them.

She looked up in horror.

The man in black looked at her and continued to talk to the bald man: "The third master has something to tell you, let's go outside to talk."

The bald man walked out with him tremblingly, and he didn't dare to show up like a grandson.

Then, the bald man and his younger brother who stepped out of the noodle shop never came in to eat noodles again.

After a strange silence, the noodle restaurant returned to peace, eating noodles and checking out.

"That's the one sent by the Third Master to protect the lady?" Cuicui looked at Qingxi Road while burning the fire. Her face was illuminated by the fire. Perhaps, she was also excited. There was never a moment when she would be so grateful to the cold Master Gu San as she is now. She would solve the gangster with one word and one gun.

Qingxi lowered his head and kneaded the dough, but it seemed that he didn't hear Cuicui's problem.

But her heart was full of Gu Huaixiu's shadow, what he said in the car that day when he sent her back.

"I sent someone to follow you, monitor or protect you, as you understand."

The cold man, the cold voice, was impure in any way he heard, but the person he sent appeared when she needed it the most.

Looking at the dough in his hand, Qingxi thought of it just now.

She knew she was very calm, but only she knew that her hands were shaking when she talked to the bald man.
Chapter completed!