Chapter 287: Mother's love is like water

Chapter 287: Mother's love is like water

"Okay!" Hearing this, Fùnv's eyes narrowed into a line, and his hands skillfully pinched hún on the board.

Under fùnv's extremely skillful movements, a few moments later, two bowls of white gas appeared in front of Ye Chen's eyes, followed by a burst of fragrance.

fùnv skillfully held the two bowls of hún in front of Ye Chen and the others, and said with a smile: "Come!xiǎo brother, how about Xiǎonv baby taste the hand of the eldest aunt?"

The soup is crystal clear, and there are oil stains attached to it, and those turquoise green onions are floating on the soup, and the white and tender hún chaos in it looks extremely yòu people, the second dream stares at the hún chaos tightly, and his eyes are full of longing, in this regard, Ye Chen smiled lightly, pushed a bowl of hún chaos in front of the second dream, and said softly: "Eat!

"Yes, eat it while it's hot! It's cold now, eat a bowl of hún chaos to warm your stomach!" fùnvchōu took out the rag tied around his waist, turned around, wiped the table, and smiled at the second dream.

Hearing this, the second dream brightened up, held the spoon, the fragrant soup submerged the spoon, and couldn't wait to fish out a hún chaos, regardless of the hot one, and bit it down hard.

The soup entered the mouth, and the soup left a fresh fragrance in the throat, due to the hot reason, the second dream couldn't help but sigh, and said with great satisfaction: "Teacher, this is really delicious!"

Hearing this, Fùnv, who was originally wiping the tabletop, couldn't help but turn around, his face was full of satisfaction, and he smiled: "It's delicious, it's delicious!"

Seeing the greedy appearance of the second dream, Ye Chen's food was also greatly increased, holding the spoon, a trace of astonishment couldn't help but appear on his face, how long had he not eaten like this, he shook his head and smiled casually, and also picked up two hún and sent them to his mouth, as he bit through the thin skin, the extremely sweet and greasy oil juice jīshè came out, and the whole mouth was full of the oil juice, and at the same time, the hot soup entered the stomach and made Ye Chen's spirit vibrate.

"It's rare to have the feeling of the beginning!" Ye Chen couldn't help but pick up the bowl, regardless of the boiling hot soup, he took a sip directly, and said with satisfaction: "It's delicious!"

Hearing this, the satisfaction on Fùnv's face became even stronger, and seeing that the two of them had solved it so quickly, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Eat slowly, don't burn it!"

Suddenly, a baby's cry suddenly sounded, and the face changed slightly, and the face was embarrassed and said to Ye Chen and the others: "You eat slowly, I'll be busy first!"

"It's okay, you can get busy!" After drinking the hot soup, Ye Chen raised his head and smiled, and the second dream also said, "Auntie, you go and get busy!"

Seeing this, Fùnv smiled apologetically, turned around and hurriedly walked towards the baby's cry, the baby's cry became louder and louder, provoking curious glances from passers-by.

In the place near the stove of the stall, there is a cradle, the cradle is crying, the face is red from the cold, fùnv walked over, picked up the baby, slapped the baby's buttocks, shook it gently, a trace of warmth appeared on the face, the frozen red mouth chún approached the baby, and said softly: "How xiǎo baby, hungry again!"

Squatting down, regardless of Ye Chen's presence, fùnv pulled off his coat and underwear, the reddened rǔ head was directly in midair, the baby also held the rǔ head, the cry suddenly stopped, opened his eyes and looked at fùnv, the cold wind blew, fùnv couldn't help but shiver, the whole body curled up, and involuntarily leaned towards the stove.

"Teacher, that aunt is so hard, and so is that xiǎo child, such a cold day!" Putting down the spoon and looking at that scene, a trace of unbearable sè appeared on the face of the second dream.

"This world is like this, there is a distinction between rich and poor between people, which also causes some people to be happy and some people to be unhappy!" Ye Chen also put down the spoon and said in a deep voice.

However, the scene of fùnv hugging the baby and feeding nǎi was fixed in Ye Chen's eyes, what a warm scene!

There is one of the most beautiful voices in the world, and that is the call of a mother, and a mother's arms are made of love, how can a child not be sweet when she sleeps in it?

At this moment, Ye Chen inadvertently remembered his mother in his previous life, that familiar face vaguely appeared in front of him, maternal love was always as deep as the sea, suddenly, Ye Chen's figure trembled suddenly, raised his head and looked at the floating snow huā, his left hand poked out of his sleeve, his fingers shook, and the fluttering snow huā fell towards his left hand, turning into a puddle of water and appearing in the palm of Ye Chen's hand.

The second dream's eyes widened, staring intently at Ye Chen's palm, and there was a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

As the left hand continued to shake, more and more snow was involved, and the more water in Ye Chen's palm was also more, shaking as Ye Chen's left hand danced, and finally turned into mist, the mist continued to roll, changing different shapes, sometimes like a dragon roaring, sometimes like a river flowing slowly, if there was a feeling in his heart, Ye Chen's eyes flowed with a trace of understanding:" Mother's love is like water, always giving people that feeling is always so gentle, it turns out that this is the ultimate of the origin of water, hehe, representing the coldness of killing, representing the brilliance of people, it is really a source of contradictions!"

Suddenly, Ye Chen couldn't help but think of a sentence from his previous life, there are a thousand Hamlets in the hearts of a thousand readers, and the different understandings are naturally different!

At this moment, Ye Chen's whole person looked more and more ordinary, without the slightest breath of a martial artist on his body, like a scholar who fell when the wind blew.

And the second dream was xiǎo's mouth wide open, looking at Ye Chen in disbelief, seeing this, Ye Chen couldn't help but scratch the second dream's nose with his right hand, and said with a smile: "What, is the teacher's face long?"

"No! I feel that the teacher was a little different before!" Second Dream frowned slightly, obviously extremely dissatisfied with Ye Chen's move of scratching his nose.

"Oh, it's different there!" took another sip of soup, and seeing the frowning appearance of the second dream, Ye Chen couldn't help but chuckle, making the second dream angry and said, "Anyway, it feels different!"

Regarding the vague answer of the second dream, Ye Chen sneered, patted the forehead of the second dream, and said with a smile: "Hurry up and eat your wontons, otherwise it won't taste good if it's cold!"

In this regard, the second dream could only glare at Ye Chen angrily, and when he saw Ye Chen's gaze fall on Fùnv, he couldn't help muttering: "Just like grandpa, I don't respect the old man, and I don't stare at my aunt with shame!"

Hearing this, the soup in Ye Chen's mouth almost spurted out, forcibly swallowed it, glared at the second dream fiercely, and said fiercely: "Eat your hún and go back and practice the phoenix dance qin music a hundred times!"

Just as the two were talking, a rather arrogant voice suddenly sounded: "Qin fù, four bowls of wontons, neat movements!"

A young man dressed in a fancy costume walked in from outside the booth, with a hint of arrogance between his eyebrows, and his tone was quite unkind to Fùnv, who was squatting next to the fire, and said, "Xu Fù, the speed is neat!"

"Lord Street Steward, see if you can wait a while, I can't spare my hands here!" fùnv also Qin fù said to the young man with an embarrassed face, and there was a hint of begging in his tone.

"I'm casual on weekdays, but I'm not the only one who wants to eat today, don't you have time to feed your son, don't you have time to give the young city lord a bowl of hún chaos?"

"When will the young city lord of Luoxia City have this more thing?" Ye Chen muttered with a mouth full of oil stains, he remembered that the city lord was Xiang Wentian, wasn't he dead? And Xiang Wentian didn't have no descendants, when did he run out of a young city lord, despite this, Ye Chen still buried his head in eating this wonton and didn't say anything, but instead stared at the young man in gorgeous clothes angrily!

Hearing this, Qin Fù's body shook slightly, and her dilapidated wonton stall was actually able to attract the young city lord of Luoxia City, which was an unthinkable existence in her mind.

However, Qin Fù also reacted immediately, and hurriedly put the baby in his arms into the cradle, ignoring the crying baby, after tidying up his clothes a little, he said softly: "Okay!

If he was slow to treat the young city lord of Luoxia City because of this, how could he survive in Luoxia City with an ordinary widow like Qin Fù, considering the seriousness of the situation, Qin Fù also had to get up and pour wontons into the boiling hot soup, and the baby's cry became louder and louder, making the young man in gorgeous clothes frown slightly, and said coldly: "Be quiet!"

Frightened by the young man in Chinese costumes, the baby cried louder, and at this moment, a rather impatient voice came: "Why, it takes so much trouble to eat a bowl of wontons?"