Sometimes, it is impossible to solve the problem fundamentally only by taking precautions.
For example, a restaurant is a place for public consumption, and everyone has the right to come in.
You don't like it. You can go.
But if you've already ordered, sat down, and the kitchen is already cooking, in this case, are you still going?
Is it worth it because of the sudden appearance of thin Xiushen, and you can't eat anything after spending a meal for nothing, you have to go out and find a place to eat again?
Liang qiange believes that it is not worth it.
So she was still sitting there, and the table next to her, the lonely man who only ordered a set meal, was holding up a glass of water gracefully and modestly with his bony fingers and slowly took a sip.
Aunt Mei and Liang Xiaoyi both kept quiet. Everyone could see that Liang qiange was in a bad mood and his expression was as cold as ice.
Soon the waiter brought the food up. When the waiter left, Liang qiange pushed his hat up and showed his whole face. He touched his son's head and said, "eat it."
Liang Xiaoyi was absent-minded, and from time to time he turned his head and looked at Uncle Bo at the table next to him.
The two tables are too close to each other. It's still early. There are not many guests in the restaurant. It seems that their side is especially lively.
After a while, the set meal at the next table was also sent. Liang Xiaoyi heard the excited voice of the waiter: "are you the male guest in the love diary? I'm a fan of yours. Can I have my autograph? "
Liang Xiaoyi heard his uncle Bo say, "you know the wrong person."
"It's you who won't admit it wrong! Mr. Bo! I see you every week! "
"My name is Zhou. I'm sorry. I want to have dinner."
The waiter came back in vain and lost. Liang Xiaoyi looked at her mother. Her mother was eating fish. There were many fish spines. She was picking on the thorns. She seemed so absorbed that she didn't hear the movement of the next table.
"Here." Aunt Mei picked a bowl of fish without bones, pushed it to Liang qiange and said, "eat it."
Liang qiange said, "I can do it myself."
"It's OK. Eat it." Aunt Mei is always like this, probably because she is used to taking care of the Ning family. When she comes to the Liang family, she has been so diligent and hardworking.
It's just that sometimes, she's a little talkative.
"Mr. Bo alone, how lonely ah, we order so much, but we can't finish eating."
Liang qiange did not say anything.
"The little translator is still here. He is clearly a family, but he has to divide two tables. How sad the child is when he looks at it."
Liang qiange is still silent.
"You're too thin to eat some spareribs. Does Miss Chun let you lose weight? Don't listen to her. If you don't eat meat and nutrition, your body will collapse. "
This time Liang qiange said: "the spareribs are a little greasy, too greasy."
"You don't like it. Give it to Mr. Bo?"
Sometimes, Aunt Mei is a bit omnipresent.
Liang qiange remained silent again.
Aunt Mei seemed to realize that there was no breakthrough. She sighed, ate quietly and did not speak.
After a while, the waiter over there came back.
Seeing someone coming, Liang qiange lowered the brim of his hat.
The waiter went to Bo Xiushen again and prayed, "I checked it again just now. It's very similar. Are you really Mr. Bo?"
Liang qiange heard Bo Xiushen calmly say: "no, but even if I am, I will not sign for you."
"Why?" the waiter asked
"No entrepreneur will sign on blank paper, which involves property security."
The waiter suddenly realized: "so you really are, but you can't sign, it doesn't matter. I don't want to sign. Can we have a group photo?"
"I'm not." Bo Xiushen said again, and then said, "I have the right to complain about disturbing customers during working hours."
The waiter left in dismay.
Aunt Mei then turned around and whispered, "Mr. Bo, you should wear a hat, just like miss qiange."
Liang qiange felt that Bo Xiushen's eyes fell on her.
Subconsciously, she straightened her back a little bit.
"I'll pay attention next time," Bo Xiushen said
Next time.
No more.
After ten o'clock tonight, it doesn't matter to them.
Liang qiange didn't eat much. After Liang Xiaoyi and Aunt Mei finished eating, they checked out and left.
When she walked out of the restaurant, Liang qiange saw Bo Xiushen still sitting there. She looked at him and he was looking at her. Finally, she turned away her eyes first.
Out of the restaurant, spring is a little cold in the evening, Liang qiange shrinks his neck and lowers the brim of his hat.
At this time, more and more people came to eat. Two lovers passed by and entered the restaurant they had just left.
"Go back." Liang qiange said, holding his son's hand.Liang Xiao translated a crisp reply: "yes!"
Three people together to go home direction, here is not far from the community, walk back less than 20 minutes.
Take a walk.
Walking to a downhill intersection, a car stopped by them, Liang qiange turned his head and looked at the license plate number of the car, which she was very familiar with.
The driver's door opened and thin Xiushen came out. He held the top of the door with one hand and turned slightly. He looked at them and said, "I'll give you a ride?"
Liang qiange took the lead in saying, "No
With that, he took Aunt Mei in one hand and her son in the other, and went on.
After a while, there was a sound of the door closing behind, and the thin and heavy car quickly passed them and disappeared.
"Hum." Also do not know what psychological, Liang qiange quietly issued a modal particle.
Hearing the sound, Liang Xiaoyi looked up and asked, "Mom? What's the matter? "
Liang qiange said with a straight face, "it's OK."
"I saw Xiao Ying just now," Liang said
Yingxiao? Strange name, but the name of a girl, Liang qiange asked: "your school classmates?"
"Xiao Ying is the monitor of class two." "She always likes to come to my class and ask me out every time," Liang Xiao translated
"Our little translator is very popular." Aunt Mei has a smile on her face.
Liang Xiaoyi did not speak.
Liang qiange looked at his son: "you are very playful, now don't like Dan Dan, like Xiaoying?"
"I like Dan Dan, but I don't like Xiaoying," Liang Xiaoyi said
Liang qiange asked, "why? Is Dan more beautiful than Xiaoying
"Dandan is quieter than Xiaoying."
Liang qiange:
Aunt Mei:
Liang qiange and Aunt Mei burst out laughing.
Liang qiange's displeasure is also because of his son's words, immediately put behind his mind.
Liang Xiaoyi didn't understand what they were laughing at. He looked back and could not see Xiaoying and Xiaoying's parents.
He didn't know if he was wrong. Just now he saw Xiaoying's mother taking pictures of them.
Maybe it's not taking pictures of them. It's just that the mobile phone accidentally sweeps to this side.