klisemfg Chapter 362 Isn't getting old like going through menopause?
Chapter 362 Isn't getting old like going through menopause?
Looking at Sihai's mischievous appearance, Ayue really couldn't imagine what the timid and cowardly child Xu Yi had described was like.
He pondered for a while.
"I have to go back to the prefectural city tomorrow."
A-Yue cleared her throat and said, "As we agreed before, we have to go back after the shipwreck is salvaged."
Xu Yiyi looked up at her.
"Then you need to have a good talk with Er'er and Sihai."
These two children are the ones in the family with the deepest affection for A-Yue.
Er'er has been taking good care of A Yue ever since she came to live with them. Si Hai is A Yue's martial arts teacher, although he didn't teach her anything after she met Lao Lu.
But the relationship is there, and the feelings are there too.
If we leave without saying a word, the two children might cry.
"I don't plan to leave without saying goodbye, and besides, I'll be back every month on my day off."
Ah Yue said this in a casual tone.
He concealed the reluctance in his heart.
"Speaking of salvaging the shipwreck, the more I think about it, the more puzzled I get. Where did that fish-shaped tally go?"
A-Yue changed the subject, her tone full of curiosity.
Unfortunately, no one knows what happened back then anymore, and even if you're curious, there's no one to answer your questions.
Who could possibly know?
Xu Yiyi didn't care and didn't want to bring up the topic.
With so many people around, it's inevitable that someone else will overhear.
Just then, Zhong Xiang appeared at the restaurant entrance, dressed in a long robe.
"Sihai! Why are you being so diligent today? You even know to help your older sister with chores."
Zhong Xiang walked in with a smile, wanting to pat Si Hai's little head.
But the child dodged it.
Zhong Xiang was surprised that Si Hai was so disrespectful, and a hint of embarrassment crossed his face.
The restaurant was bustling with noise, and the aroma of spicy hot pot mingled with the smell of alcohol.
When Xu Yiyi first saw him, she didn't go up to speak. Instead, she took the pot and went to refill the soup for a table of guests.
"Business is good."
He chuckled dryly as he stepped in, rubbing the fish scales on the floor with the soles of his boots. "This is another new dish... It's quite unique. I must say, you're a natural at business."
That statement was made with the utmost sincerity.
Xu Yiyi, holding a soup spoon, didn't look up: "Lord Zhong, are you here for a meal?"
"We've come at an inopportune time; we might have to wait, as there are no seats available for the moment."
She spoke to Zhong Xiang with a forced smile.
Zhong Xiang was also surprised. In the battle to suppress bandits a few days ago, he felt that the two of them had become much closer than before.
To my surprise, they were still unpopular as always.
Xu Yiyi returned to the counter, and with just one glance, she knew what he was thinking.
In ancient times, people valued mourning. Regardless of whether Xu Yinli was truly dead or not, the Zhong family did not send anyone to the funeral until the moment before the burial.
This indicates that the two companies have completely broken off relations.
Zhong Xiang choked, his face turning pale, but he forced a smile: "About this morning... Your aunt is getting older and her temper is getting worse. She doesn't listen to advice and speaks without thinking."
He took out a brocade pouch and placed it on the counter, saying, "This little token is my apology."
The loose silver coins in her purse were uncomfortable against her hand, and Xu Yiyi suddenly remembered something.
[Isn't getting older like going through menopause?]
"What's so strange about that? You know I'm not much of a talker, but I'm quite eloquent. I must have really angered Madam Zhong, right?"
Xu Yiyi pushed the brocade pouch back.
"If you're here to eat, you can wait in line."
Xu Yiyi shifted her gaze from him to the outside; even though it was almost November, the sun was still so strong.
"Anyang, quickly call those guests waiting outside in to rest for a bit. I'll see if I can add a few more small tables."
Under this blazing sun, it must be really tough for some customers to be waiting in line.
Zhong Xiang's smile froze, and his fingers, which were holding the brocade pouch, trembled slightly.
He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but Xu Yiyi had already turned around to greet the new guests, and didn't even glance at him again.
The noise in the store suddenly seemed particularly jarring.
Several fishermen crowded around him, still smelling of the sea, ordering food in loud, boisterous voices.
The waiter, Afu, carrying a hot pot of spicy oil, swept past him, almost staining his silk sleeves.
……
"What do you think he's after? He never gets a friendly face when he comes here."
Ah Yue only showed herself after everyone had left.
The two were colleagues, and it was inconvenient for her to be present in such an awkward situation.
To avoid an even more awkward meeting in the future.