Chapter 3, God likes to look at women

Author: March Mazhu

Chapter 3, God likes to look at women

His eyes rested on the fruitless vine for two seconds. Meng Qingchi looked at the cucumber seedlings and said, "They haven't come in two months. You've got a good harvest of cucumbers. Are they bitter?"

Lu An closed the courtyard door and replied: "It's not bitter."

As he said that, he walked over and picked out a fat and tender cucumber. He rubbed it on his clothes a few times as usual, broke off the stem and handed it over:

"Try one? If you think it's dirty, forget it."

Meng Qingchi looked at his relatively clean old clothes, took them with a smile, and took a small bite.

When she reached the door of the main room, she suddenly stopped on the spot, smelled the toilet water and frowned and asked: "Has Lu Xueping been here today?"

Lu An said: "I just left not long ago."

Hearing this, Meng Qingchi didn't plan to go in anymore, so he gave him the woven bag and said calmly: "Go and pack it up and go out with me."

Lu An glanced at the woven bag and found that the contents were wrapped in newspapers, and nothing could be seen.

But he didn't bother to ask any more questions, so he put down his bag and followed him out the door.

Opposite Guifei Lane is an old teahouse. On the left are a few rockeries and on the right is a small pond. There are three osmanthus trees growing on the edge of the pond. Smelling the faint fragrance, the two of them entered the teahouse.

In addition to the lobby, the teahouse also has 12 booths. Meng Qingchi likes 9 booths. This happens every time. I don’t know the specific reason?

Lu An likes Tower 1, where he can see all kinds of people outside through the glass.

"Is there any Biluochun today?" Meng Qingchi asked.

"Sold out." The waiter replied.

The person who used to look after the teahouse was an old man, but he retired early because the business was sluggish. Later, a plump woman came to take over, and hey! What the hell, with the same recipe and the same location, the business actually came back to life and got better.

At first, young Lu An couldn't figure out why the tea was different when the person serving the tea was changed.

Later, he struggled all night and finally figured out that the customer is God, and God wants to see women, and no one can do anything about it.

"Then bring a pot of Maocha." Meng Qingchi said.

Maocha is the name for local tea. It tastes bitter but has an endless aftertaste. When Lu An was a child, he picked tea leaves to support his family, and he would often stuff the original Maocha into his mouth. He loved this flavor.

In my memory, this waiter always wore a cheongsam, a fancy cheongsam, or a slit cheongsam, with her legs exposed all the time. The old and young men in Guifei Lane gave her the nickname "White Pole".

Baiganzhan is a kind of poisonous mushroom, which means that this woman's big white legs can enchant people to death.

Because of this incident, the ladies in Guifei Lane looked at her with disapproval and secretly scolded the white-haired guy for being a vixen who corrupted customs and exposed her legs and crotch every day to seduce men.

The waiter grabbed a handful of tea leaves from the tin can and sprinkled it into the spout of the teapot. Lu An clearly saw a centipede with legs running out, hesitated for a moment, and got into the crack of the table.

The waiter shook the corner of the table violently, and the centipede was shaken to the ground. Then he stepped on it with a shoe and twisted his toes. Instantly, there was a pile of rotten flesh on the ground, and blue juice overflowed.

Lu An said to Meng Qingchi: "Sister Qingchi, let's change places."

The waiter said: "This is not for you, it is for booth No. 10."

This, this is really a conscientious waiter.

Lu An was dubious: "You want Maocha too?"

The waiter didn't talk nonsense and delivered the pot of tea to booth No. 10 under the eyes of the two of them.

Listen to me, sister, you should take off one day early for the National Day, and I will take you to check it out."

The other party spoke sincerely, and Lu An had no choice but to agree.

At the same time, I was thinking that it would be a good idea to get a check-up. It took a lot of effort to solve the problem of his mental weakness in his previous life. I wonder if it will be cured after he is reincarnated?

Seeing his silence, Meng Qingchi thought he had touched his sore spot, so he changed the topic and said:

"You should take the initiative to talk to more people on weekdays. Don't always stay alone like a boring gourd."

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