Deliverance of Counterattack

Chengnan Street is a famous food street in S City. There are nightclubs in front of the school and nightclubs in the back. The business is very prosperous. In the evening, the street is full of dinners and it is very lively.

All kinds of spicy tang, rice noodles, boiled fish balls, sizzling squid… There are all kinds of snacks. In order to eat an authentic snack, many people even take a detour after get off work to come here for supper.

However, there is a rule in setting up a stall in such a place. Basically, they do not sell staple food. First, because the staple food is too filling and cannot be sold at a high price, one steamed bun is enough, and the vendors can’t make any money. Second, because the diners don’t go all the way to the snack street to eat rice and steamed buns. What everyone eats is a feature, and no one spends money on those bad street food.

So when Xu Cinian rode a small tricycle and brought a child here to set up a stall selling wonton stew, he really scared the surrounding hawkers.

Is this person mentally ill or has he gone out without taking medicine? It’s okay to go to a place like this to sell wonton stew, what’s the matter with a milk baby in your arms?

Xu Cinian didn’t pay any attention to the surprised eyes around him. After he stopped the car, he set up a small stove, simmered the soup stock prepared in advance, and simmered the fat little wontons wrapped in a clean white cloth. Then he set up a wooden board. The son placed it in front of the car and wrote a letter: Wowo soup stocked with small wontons, there is a small meaty paw print at the sign, and a small round rabbit is drawn next to it.

“Wowo, get out of the car.” He stretched out his hand to say hello, and placed two small benches beside the car. Wowo obediently stretched out his arms around his neck, and climbed up on the bench as soon as his feet landed. The young uncles and aunts all looked at him, and he was not stage fright. When he saw everyone, he rolled his eyes and laughed with two small dimples.

Small bench, small wonton stew, small paw prints… small buns, all the cute things in one, instantly killed many aunts next to them.

“Why is this child so cute.”

“That’s true, my grandson only knew how to cry when he was so old, and he was not so obedient at all.”

“This child’s father looks so young and so energetic, no wonder he was born so cute.”

The chatter next to the stall attracted the surrounding to stick their heads out to look. At this moment, Xu Cinian and Wowo, one big and one small, were sitting side by side on the small stool, holding their chins, the expressions and actions are the same.

Wowo wears a cream-yellow rind hat, a small blue padded jacket and white rabbit gloves, Xu Cinian wears a coat of the same color, a white scarf and white gloves, and doesn’t know where to get a ball of cream-yellow dough, just knead a few times. He pinched it into a little yellow chicken and handed it to my son.

“Wowo, shout twice for Dad.”

Wowo tilted his head and blinked his eyes, as if asking: “Shouting the god horse?”

“Well… I’m going to sell ravioli stew. It’s stewed with small ravioli in soup with thin skin and big stuffing.”

Xu Cinian was just teasing his son, but he didn’t expect WoWo to really take it seriously. I’m thinking about how this sentence is so complicated, it seems like it’s not rough.

Seeing Wowo’s silly face, Xu Cinian couldn’t help laughing, stood up and snatched his sleeves, “Forget it, I’m kidding you, Dad is going to start work, be nice and don’t run around, you know?”

He put on his apron and counted that the time was almost up. He lifted the stainless steel lid on the small stove, and a strong aroma rushed out in an instant, causing the pedestrians who didn’t notice this wonton stew stall to stop in an instant.

“It’s so fragrant! What’s so fragrant?”

“Sell… bastard! What a big… bastard!”

Wowo didn’t know why such a sentence suddenly appeared at this time, standing on the small bench, puffing out his cheeks and working hard raised his voice and gestured with both hands, as if to tell others that their “bastard” was so big!

“Pfft…”

I don’t know who couldn’t help laughing first, and then everyone around laughed, how can this little baby with a milky voice be so funny!

People who were not at all interested in Xu Cinian’s wonton stew, at this time, don’t know whether it was because of Wowo or because of the strong aroma of the broth, and they came over one after another, and even a few aunties who set up stalls around them put down their stalls and ran away. Come and play with the kids.

“Bring me a bowl.”

“Me too, put more dried shrimps and no seaweed!”

……

The people around were talking about buying wonton stew. Xu Cinian didn’t expect his son to be so attractive. Big, attracting so much business in one voice, he smiled and started to work.

He boiled water, seasoned, and simmered a pot of wontons. He counted the number and put them in a bowl. He put a spoonful of the broth that had been simmering for more than ten hours, sprinkled with shrimp skin, seaweed, coriander… Finally, topped with a small grinder sesame oil, a bowl of hot and fragrant wonton stew is complete.

When the people around him eat it, they can’t stop their mouths. It’s not because of how delicious his wonton stew is, but because the portion is very generous. The filling is one big, and you can absorb the delicious gravy when you bite the dough. Stuffed with a piece of shrimp, chewed carefully, and diced winter bamboo shoots, it is not something that any vendor can do for a bowl of wonton stew.

The fat aunt who set up a stall next to it selling Mala Tang couldn’t move her legs when she saw WoWo, teasing her child and asking, “Little brother, you are a young man in his twenties who want to take children and set up a stall again, is it hard work?”

Xu Cinian was a little ashamed when he heard this, he was already thirty years old, and it was a bit embarrassing to be regarded as a 20-years-old boy…

But Luo Xiaomao must be happy when he heard this, he could imagine that guy pinching his waist It’s the virtue of saying “No, thanks to the mask I force you to put on every day, no need to thank you so much”.

“Uh…just…fortunately, I’m not alone.”

“Yo, that means you have a daughter-in-law, what about your daughter-in-law?

Still in prison…

Xu Cinian’s mouth twitched, thinking of the past It was a headache, and I really didn’t want to continue this topic. Just when I was trying to find an excuse to avoid it, the sound of a car whistle suddenly came from the street corner.

“Din-din-!”

The harsh car roar resounded throughout Chengnan Street, and the surrounding hawkers rolled their eyes and cursed, “Obviously there is another way to go, but you drive to squeeze this small road, driving a BMW is amazing, what!”

Xu Cinian glanced forward from a distance, it was a red sports car that pulled the wind, the wide body directly blocked most of the street, he squinted his eyes, raised his hand and looked at his watch , it happened to be half past six in the evening, which was almost the time when Xu’s company got off work.

“Auntie, does this car often go from here? Why don’t you stay a little farther when you know that there will be traffic jams?”

Xu Cinian pretended to be chatting while wrapping the ravioli, and the fat aunt was very angry when she mentioned this. , “Isn’t it! I’ll say this person, even if they get rich, they will still be poor for a lifetime! There is a Fuhua community behind our street, and the rich people live there. The long road, just this red BMW, in order to save that little gas money, I always go from here, every time the road is blocked tightly, and I always honk my horn, for fear that we poor people will block his way, something! ”

Xu Cinian raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, staring at the license plate of the car, remembering the news that Luo Xiaomao helped him find out before, and he already knew it.

At this time, the car had already driven slowly to him, because there were too many diners in front of the wonton stew stall, and the surrounding roads were very narrow. The car was tightly trapped by the pedestrians and could not move for a while.

The owner of the car honked his horn impatiently, causing everyone around him to complain. At this time, Xu Cinian turned around and found that the Wowo was gone. He panicked, and he dared to put down the lid of the pot and look around.

“Wowo! Where are you, Wowo?”

Everyone around was caring about the red BMW that was blocking the road.

For a time, Chengnan Street, which had been blocked for a long time, was even more chaotic. A child over one year old just learned to walk, and being submerged in the crowd may be dangerous at any time!

Xu Cinian was really panicked, dropped the stall, got into the crowd and kept shouting the name of Wowo, but at a glance, he saw the front of the car not far away. He still held the little yellow chicken that he had pinched for him, and looked around in confusion.

“Wowo!”

He yelled, and hurried forward, when the car suddenly started, his scalp numb, and without thinking, he rushed to the front and hugged the child.

The window rolled down, and the owner stuck his head out, just in line with Xu Cinian’s face, and his face immediately changed color.

Xu Cinian…! ?

Dong Feng sat there in shock, didn’t move for a long time, held the steering wheel and stared at Xu Cinian’s face, his heart was mixed for a while.

It has been seven years, and he has not seen Xu Cinian for seven years.

It was said that he had already died in prison, but he never believed that his once strong lover could have died in prison… He didn’t even see his last time.

Although he has been with Xu Xinnian, he never thought of letting Xu Cinian die. Now that we meet again, does it prove that he is not dead at all?

Thinking of this possibility, his palms were soaked, and his heart was both nervous and excited. He was about to get out of the car when he unfastened his seat belt, but he saw Xu Cinian from outside the car window glance at him, and hugged him like a stranger. A child goes forward.

“Xu Cinian! Xu Ci Nian!”

He jumped out of the car, ignoring the public’s attention, went up and grabbed Xu Ci Nian’s arm.

Xu Cinian turned around and frowned at him for a long time, “Sir, are you okay?”

Dong Feng was stunned, staring at the familiar face in front of him before he squeezed out a few words, “Ci Nian, I’m Dong Feng, you… don’t you recognize me?”

Xu Cinian was even more baffled, staring at the “rich man” in a suit and leather shoes with a spring breeze in front of him with a puzzled look, and then suddenly laughed, “Sir, Should I know you?”