C18 security

Bai Xian and Song Yue looked at each other. The yamen runners clearly did not come with good intentions, and both of them were not willing to let the other party face them.

pony was not very clear about Bai Yue Stall's situation. He was caught by the mayor and brought to work, so he asked calmly: "Are the two of you Bai Yue Stall's bosses?"

Bai Xian quickly explained: "No, I'm not."

Just as he said that. Her voice was immediately drowned out by Song Yue's voice, "Yes, is there something wrong?"

The pony sighed, not knowing how this couple offended the mayor. "Your Bai Yue Stall has posted so many flyers, which affected the town's appearance. The mayor wants to see you two now."

Bai Xian had never seen the mayor, and the mayor did not even appear in his previous memories. Song Yue thought differently from her, if this matter got out of hand, his identity with Song Cheng might be exposed.

This was definitely not the result that Song Yue wanted to see. He and Song Cheng were hiding in this Town, so they could live a peaceful life for a while.

Bai Xian looked at Song Yue's body that was firmly blocking in front of him. Her heart was sweet, every girl hoped to be able to feel a sense of security from their lover. Although Song Yue and her were still not lovers, she was very touched.

Bai Xian took a step forward, and said with a loud voice: "Everyone, Big Brother officials, we put up the flyer to advertise our restaurant, if it really affects our appearance, I can tear it all apart."

The pony was in a dilemma. If he did not capture Bai Xian and bring him back, the mayor would probably make use of this situation to show off. If he brought Bai Xian back, even if he was unwilling, he would not want to be the mayor's lackey.

Bai Xian saw that he had already started to hesitate, and continued to speak: "How about this, all of you big brothers can taste the dishes I made, if you guys think that I made it delicious, you can let us go this time, what do you say?"

All of the constables looked at pony's expression. pony clenched his teeth and said, "Fine, if you can't make the dishes that satisfy us, then you will have to come with me to see the mayor."

Bai Xian went to the kitchen to cook, leaving Song Yue to entertain the masses. Song Yue did not think that this matter, which might turn into a peaceful end to their lives, would be resolved just like that, thanks to Bai Xian's willful control.

Without waiting for Song Yue to react, pony brought the constables and sat down, "Give us a cup of tea."

Song Yue picked up the teapot and poured some tea into his cup. With a perfect smile, he said, "Brothers, the dishes here are things that you would definitely not be able to eat elsewhere."

When the pony heard him say that, she thought he was bragging about herself, and quietly waited for Bai Xian to serve the dishes.

Bai Xian quickly stir-fried a few dishes. Coincidentally, there was still leftover of the Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs that she cooked at noon, and she also scooped a plate of Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs.

The pony and the yamen runners sat at two separate tables, looking at the stir-fried sausages, slimming flowers, shredded pork in Beijing sauce, fried mustard orchid and sweet and sour pork. The quantity of each dish was not small, and the pile of dishes on the plates were as sharp as a hill.

pony looked at the sweet and sour pork without the least bit of heat emitting from it, "Is this leftovers? You're just going to use this to kill us off? "

Song Yue quickly explained: "Everyone, this dish is cold, it is not hot in the first place."

pony took a bite of it tentatively. Eh, although the Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs is cold, it's not greasy at all.

The yamen runners no longer cared about modesty. They swept away all the food on the table like a whirlwind.

The pony was patting his stomach. This Bai Yue Stall really did live up to his name.

"Boss, this dish of yours is indeed quite delicious. If that's the case …"

He purposely wanted to say something but hesitated. Indeed, he saw urgency on both Bai Xian's and Song Yue's faces.

"If that's the case, then forget it. I'll go back and speak up for you. Remember to tear up those flyers."

Bai Xian s good words came out of the basket as he passionately sent pony and all the yamen runners away.

Song Yue looked at Bai Xian. Sometimes he really suspected that Bai Xian was not sixteen years old, even some of the girls from famous sects in the capital could not be as smart as Bai Xian at sixteen years of age.

He quietly looked at Bai Xian's back, the girl was slim, but surprisingly, she was firm.

Bai Xian sensed that someone was watching her from behind, and immediately turned around to crash into Song Yue's eyes. She blushed red and stretched out her hand to shake Song Yue: "Big brother Song Yue, what are you looking at?"

Song Yue said indifferently: "It's nothing, hurry up and prepare to open for business."

Bai Xian had just solved a big problem and thought that Song Yue would praise her.

She silently followed behind Song Yue into the Bai Yue Stall. She had just posted the flyer for the entire day and was about to tear it off, wasting the time and effort she had spent drawing all night.

After Bai Xian finished cooking, the beggar leader came to Bai Yue Stall's backyard.

Bai Xian anxiously took out the food he prepared: "Big brother, you should eat something first, I have already prepared your wages."

She placed the dishes on a millstone and lit an oil lamp, telling him to eat in the backyard.

The Leader once again felt Bai Xian's good intentions and felt very touched. Ever since his parents met with disaster, he had become a beggar, and no longer experienced the feeling of a normal person.

He was truly grateful to Bai Xian for being so kind to him. The leader took big bites of the food, and a few tears fell onto the sparkling white rice and disappeared without a trace.

Song Yue came over to deliver the plate. Seeing the beggar leader, he felt that he was a little different today. Song Yue shook his head and walked towards the hall.

The leader finished the food that Bai Xian had specially prepared, and Bai Xian walked over with a tael of silver: "Big brother, these are the wages from last night. In the future, you guys don't have any money to eat, you can come over to my place first, I won't take any money from you."

The leader hastily waved his hand. "This is too much, half is enough. The brothers are already very grateful for the food you gave us yesterday, thank you. "

Bai Xian strongly pushed the silver into the leader's hands: "Big brother, just take it. In the future, don't let everyone beg anymore. You are all men, and can earn money by relying on your own strength."

When the beggar leader left, he told Bai Xian to find someone in the house that they settled in in in the future.

It was late in the night and the Bai Yue Stall was about to close for the night. The Bai’s mother brought the tired Bai Xiu home first, while Song Yue helped Bai Xian to clean up.

One of them cleared the table and the other checked the items, as harmonious as a married couple after many years of marriage.

Bai Xian raised his head from time to time to glance at Song Yue, but Song Yue had also noticed that the gaze of Bai Xian was only feigning ignorance. Since there could not be any conclusion, it would be best to not give her any hope.

Bai Xian didn't know that in Song Yue's heart, this relationship that had just sprouted had already been sentenced to death.

The two of them were strolling in the moonlight, searching for the pamphlets the beggars had pasted on the walls.

Bai Xian walked beside Song Yue as the moonlight shined on his face, making his facial features seem exceptionally hard. She lowered her head, and when she saw the shadows of the two people next to each other, she smiled.

Song Yue also enjoyed this period of time of the two. When the night breeze blew upon them, the fragrance of flowers made him feel that it was best for time to stop at this moment and never go forward.

Bai Xian found a flyer and ran over happily. Song Yue did not know that he had an intoxicating smile on his face, and it did not look like it did in the past.