Western restaurant in Moscow

The dining room is set up for decades, with plaid tablecloths on small square tables, a delicate rose on each table, a small dining room, soothing music, handsome Russian men in crisp uniforms, trays in their hands, and polite smiles as they move through the restaurant.

This is the characteristic of the Western restaurant in Moscow, the waiters are mostly Russian, and this was the case before the liberation, except for the turmoil of those years, and the owners in the back followed this characteristic.

Lu Qingquan came to the restaurant early, nearly half an hour early, and sat in the window seat, no matter where Ye Qingqing went to eat, he loved to sit in the window seat, eating and watching the scenery outside the window.

In fact, Lu Qingquan has only brought Ye Qingqing here for two meals in total, and the consumption of Western restaurants is not low, a slightly decent meal costs a hundred yuan, who can afford it?

Every time, Lu Qingquan had to save a few months of pocket money before he dared to invite Ye Qingqing to eat Western food, and after eating, he had to cut back on food and clothing to prepare the money for the next treat.

It is precisely because of this that Lu Qingquan believes that Ye Qingqing is a girl who loves vanity.

Like Ye Lan is very intimate, every time she goes out to eat, she will take the initiative to pick an affordable small restaurant, and the most extravagant thing is only to order two stir-fried dishes, and usually eat a bowl of wontons or a bowl of noodles, a few yuan is enough.

Ye Qingqing eats one meal, and Ye Lan can eat more than a dozen meals, which alone reflects the difference between the two of them.

The waiter came over and asked with a smile, Lu Qingquan waved his hand, saying that he would order food when he arrived, and the waiter poured him a glass of lemonade and left politely.

Lu Qingquan was in an anxious mood, looking at his watch from time to time, there was still a quarter of an hour before the time he and Ye Qingqing had agreed, in fact, he must have to wait at least twenty minutes or more, Ye Qingqing liked to be late for every date.

"Sir, will you buy a flower for a good friend?" A weak voice sounded in Lu Qingquan's ears.

Lu Qingquan's heart was beating, and he couldn't help but raise his head, a beautiful girl in a white dress, carrying a basket of roses in her hand and one in the other, smiled shyly at him.

"Sir, would you like to buy a flower? Just five dimes a flower. The girl handed the flower to Lu Qingquan, smiled more shyly, and hung her head shyly.

In just that moment, Lu Qingquan's heartstrings were plucked, and he looked at the flower girl happily and unexpectedly.

This girl and Lan'er seem to be, especially the weak temperament on her body, like an empty valley orchid, which is pitiful.

But it is obvious that the flower girl is more beautiful than Ye Lan, her eyebrows and eyes are more amorous, and her gestures are charming, which unconsciously touched Lu Qingquan's heart.

"Okay, give me ten."

Lu Qingquan generously took out five yuan, and he noticed that the white dress on the girl's body had been washed and yellowed, and the sneakers on her feet had a small hole, indicating that the girl's family background was not good, it was really pitiful!

The girl looked at him gratefully, her eyes misty, "Thank you...... Thank you...... You are such a nice man, sir......"

Lu Qingquan smiled proudly, very grateful to the girl.

The girl handed Lu Qingquan ten flowers, stretched out her hand to receive the money, and a waiter came over and said unhappily: "Why are you selling flowers again?" Hurry up and don't bother our guests! ”

"I'm sorry, I'll leave now......"

The girl pleaded pitifully, but before she could receive the money, she was ruthlessly pushed out by the waiter, and the five yuan was still in Lu Qingquan's hand, and the ten flowers were also there.

"Hey...... I forgot to take the money......"

Lu Qingquan hurriedly got up and chased out, wanting to return the money to the poor flower girl.