Pippi guessed the various identities of the person in charge of the restaurant. He seemed to be in a good mood today. He talked to Pippi a lot, and also talked about his childhood.

"Do you know what my family does?"

Pippi shook her head, of course she didn't know this.

The man smiled, "When I was young, my family ran a canteen, just a grocery stand, with everything."

The more Pippi listened to it, the more interesting she became. She took a sip of her wine and continued to listen to his story.

She didn't dare to drink too much, for fear of missing this story.

The man said that he met a little girl when he was a child, and that he ran out secretly. He saw that all the things were rare at the entrance of his small shop, and he had never played with anything. The man thought she was a child without childhood. The money-making poking box made her happy, and was beaten up when her family found out.

In his impression, the little girl was about five years old. At that time, he made her happy, and when he left, he gave her a few cheap toys as gifts as comfort.

Pippi felt a little familiar when he heard these words, as if he could match some things that happened to him when he was a child.

Just like what I said to Zhou Muqing when I came to this restaurant for the first time, when she poked the menu blindly, she felt like poking a box secretly.

"Where are you from?"

The man pointed to his feet, "I was born here. Although I went to another city after I was seven years old, I have always been here."

Pippi was immediately surprised and surprised, it was quite complicated anyway.

"Then, what's the name of the girl you teased and comforted when you were young?"

The man shook his head, "I don't know, but apart from her, I haven't had much contact with other girls. I'm talking about the feeling of playing and laughing together."

Pippi heard the man describe himself as a monk, not a womanizer.

"Then have you ever been in love? I always thought that such a romantic restaurant must be opened by a person with love in his heart."

The man shook his head, "I just miss a certain taste from my childhood."

"Um?"

Pippi was puzzled, and the man explained that he wanted to open a garden restaurant because the little girl smelled like flowers.

The scent of roses is the most obvious, but there are other flavors as well.

He carefully made this garden and tried different kinds of flowers, just to get back the smell he had smelled when he was a child.

Listening to the story of this childhood encounter, Pippi's teeth are about to fall out.

"You developed too early. When you were a child, you felt that the little girl was so wonderful. After all these years, you still think about her. Maybe she will get engaged and get married."

In fact, she also felt that the little girl in the man's mouth was like herself, but if it was really herself, she could only pretend to be stupid.

If you can't bear to let down your affection, it's better to pretend that you don't know or remember anything.

What the man said, Pippi gradually turned up the picture at that time in his mind. Although he didn't remember what happened clearly, the incident was indeed impressive.

At that time, there was indeed a boy who took the initiative to play with her, and she smelled like potpourri at that time.

My mother has been very caring for her since she was a child. In summer, she specially asked her to use the potpourri she made herself. It has a refreshing smell that is always lingering. It is not irritating and harmful, and it also contains a natural mosquito repellent tree extract.