Chapter 295

opportunity!

These two words suddenly flashed through Shen Jiarui's mind.

What is Chu Kuang's mace?

Yes, his short stories always give an unexpected and even shocking ending!

Facing that kind of ending, readers can't help clapping their hands when they see the end!

And that type of novel is often the most popular.

Because it will bring readers a strong spiritual stimulation!

Therefore, this kind of novel is also the most suitable writing type to compete for the highest reward of the platform.

In contrast, narrative stories have no similar effect. The opponent's amazing reversal is much less stimulating.

"Is Chu Kuang intentionally trying new writing methods?"

Shen Jiarui speculated for a while, and then did not tangle, even a little excited.

Since Chu Kuang didn't write his best type, he thought that his wave might really have a chance to fight back!

The thought flashed through my heart.

Reading continues: ["ah Spring noodles A bowl of Is that ok? " Asked the woman timidly. The two little boys hid behind their mother and looked timidly at the landlady. 】

the background is Beihai noodle shop on New Year's Eve.

A woman with two children went into a noodle shop to eat noodles, but only ordered a bowl of Yangchun noodles?

You don't have to analyze it to know that the family is in dire straits.

However, the following plot is very warm:

[noodles have been prepared on the chopping board for a long time. The boss grabbed a pile of noodles, then added half a pile and put them into the pot together. The landlady immediately realized that her husband had specially given more to the mother and son. 】

the boss is a good man.

He saw the difficulties of the mother and son, so he specially put more noodles.

As soon as the hot and fragrant Yangchun noodles were on the table, the mother and the son immediately gathered around the bowl and ate them head to head.

Shen Jiarui can't help but hook up the corner of his mouth. It seems that the scene of mother and son eating noodles appears in his mind.

"It's delicious Said the elder brother. 】

["Mom, too!" The younger brother took a chopstick noodles to his mother. 】

then it's the second year.

It was also after ten o'clock on New Year's Eve when the noodle shop was about to close, and the door was opened again.

The woman wore the same clothes as last year and came in with two boys.

"That A bowl of spring noodles Is that ok? "

The boss and the landlady instantly recognized the mother and son, so they took them to table 2 as they did last year.

The boss, like last year, took one and a half portions of noodles.

But the landlady couldn't help proposing: "Hey, father, give them three bowls, OK?

"No way."

The boss refused: "if so, they may be embarrassed."

Shen Jiarui was slightly moved.

The boss and his wife are as kind as ever.

The boss also considered the self-esteem of taking care of the mother and son, so even if he wanted to give more, he could not help it.

After dinner.

I paid 15 yuan for a bowl of spring noodles.

The landlady said to the back of the mother and son, "thank you. I wish you a good new year."

I have to admit it.

Seeing this, some of Shen Jiarui was warmed up by the owner and his wife.

What happens next?

Shen Jiarui is a little curious.

Beihai noodle shop, with its booming business, has ushered in its third new year's Eve.

The description here is very interesting:

[starting from 9:30, although neither the boss nor the landlady said anything, they seemed a little uneasy. Just after ten o'clock, the employees left from work. The boss and the landlady immediately turned over the price plates of noodles on the wall one by one, and quickly wrote "Yangchun noodles 15 yuan". 】

it turns out that since that summer, with the rise of prices, the price of Yangchun noodles has been 20 yuan a bowl.

On table two.

In 30 minutes ago, the landlady had already set up the "appointment" sign.

By 10:30, there were no customers in the shop, but the boss and the landlady were still waiting for the mother and son.

So the mother and son really came.

The elder brother is wearing the uniform of middle school students, and the younger brother is wearing the slightly bigger old dress that the elder brother wore last year. The two brothers have grown up and can't recognize each other. Mother was still wearing that out of season some faded coat.

Shen Jiarui laments that this is maternal love.

The story doesn't explain it directly, but the details tell us everything:

the clothes of the two sons seem to change every year, but every time the mother appears on the stage, she is "wearing that out of season and faded short coat".I don't know why. Seeing this, Shen Jiarui feels a little sour.

It is also here that the story finally introduces the mother and son.

Through the dialogue between the mother and the son, the boss and his wife learned the whole story:

it turned out that the father of the child died in a traffic accident, but the debt left was borne by the mother of the child.

Over the years, my mother has been paying off her debts, so the rare luxury of new year's Eve is to order a bowl of spring noodles in the noodle shop.

The two children are also very sensible.

The youngest son also wrote a composition in his class: "my father died in a traffic accident, leaving a large amount of debt. My mother works hard from morning till night to pay back the money. I send morning and evening papers On the evening of December 31, our mother and son ate a bowl of Yangchun noodles, which was very delicious Three people only buy a bowl of noodles, the uncle and aunt of noodle shop still warmly receive us, thank us, and wish us a good new year. In my hearing, the voice of blessing is clearly saying to us: don't bow! Come on! Live well! Therefore, when I grow up, I want to open a large noodle shop and say to my customers, "come on!" and "I wish you happiness." 】

on this night, mother and son ordered two bowls of spring noodles.

The boss answered and put three bowls of noodles into the pot.

Shen Jiarui suddenly rubbed his eyes, which were slightly red.

Thirty yuan is the price of these two bowls of spring noodles.

The story is still in this seemingly flat narrative, slowly moving forward.

In the following years, every new year's Eve, the owners of Beihai noodle shop would reserve Table 2, but the mother and son never showed up again.

Later.

Beihai Pavilion noodle shop has been renovated again because of its booming business.

Tables and chairs have been changed, but Table 2 is still good.

Instead of feeling discordant, the boss and his wife put table 2 in the middle of the store.

Some customers asked why, but the boss and his wife didn't hide it.

In this way, the story of Table 2 makes Table 2 a "happy table".

Customers chanted it all over the place.

Someone came from afar.

There are female students, there are young couples, all to table 2 to eat a bowl of spring noodles.

Table 2 is also famous for this.

Ten years later, the mother and son finally reappeared.

At this time, the elder brother and younger brother have already made great progress, and the mother has finally changed into a brand-new down jacket.

The mother and son specially expressed their thanks to the boss and his wife:

"we are the customers who ate a bowl of spring noodles 14 years ago. At that time, it was this bowl of spring noodles that encouraged us three to work together and spend the hard time. "

Shen Jiarui bit his lips slightly, as if he was suppressing some emotion.

But all emotions are broken with one sentence.

Just because, mother's simple words:

"boss, three bowls of spring noodles."

It's like a ten-year engagement.

The story says: ["OK." Want to answer like this, but tearful husband should be silent. 】

outside the story.

Shen Jiarui wiped his tears. He suddenly felt that the last chill in the air had been dispelled by the smell of spring.