On Kuibei Street, under the eaves outside the Chulianchuan hotpot restaurant, two people were sitting on plastic stools left for the guests waiting for the waiting seats, chatting slowly.

"Queen, aren't you going to persuade Master Jing?" Luo Bazhi asked in confusion.

Today, Yang Jing asked them to have dinner and had already agreed to talk about studying at night. Luo Bazhi did not keep it a secret for Yang Jing. He just told Wang Fei what he learned.

"If you don't persuade, it's useless to persuade you. I can't persuade you." Wang Fei bounced the ashes and shook his head and smiled, "You also know what kind of temper Jing Ye has. What he believes is that you can't even send eight horses back."

Fatty Yang did have this kind of personality in the past. Now Yang Jing may not be so paranoid, but he also has things he cares about. He will also choose to persist in this regard.

"That's true, he said, no matter how difficult it is, he will not give up. But we won't talk about him, and we will not turn back when he hits the south wall?" Robazhi said with a wry smile.

"It may not be a wall, let's talk about it!" Wang Fei is a boss after all, and his determination is better than Luo Bazhi. He patted Luo Bazhi's shoulder and smiled calmly, "We must believe in Jing Ye's gaze, his standards are quite high."

"You can't be a stepfather for others even if you have a high standard..." Luo Bazhi still felt it was difficult to accept, but he lowered his voice in the middle of his words.

Because Yang Jing, Yang Jing will arrive!

A taxi stopped on the street in front, and Yang Jing and a woman walked out of the car.

No, there was also a little girl. After the little girl was supported by her mother and jumped down gently, Yang Jing also held her hand from the other side.

Wang Fei turned his head to look at Luo Bazhi, not only showing his affirmation with his eyes, but also smiled and secretly gestured to him with a thumbs up.

Of course his meaning is: Look, Jing Ye’s standards are not bad!

From afar, Wang Fei made such a judgment. When Yang Jing and the others approached, Luo Bazhi also saw Liang Xiaoyun's beautiful appearance clearly.

She is indeed very beautiful. This kind of beauty is not the strong impact that can be seen from her mobile phone by an internet celebrity. Liang Xiaoyun is more like a little girl with delicate facial features and gentle gentleness. She can be regarded as a more common aesthetic style in Hecheng, a relatively traditional small city.

Moreover, because she knew that the two men in front of her were Yang Jing's boyfriends, Liang Xiaoyun felt even more nervous. Standing beside Yang Jing's side, her temperament became a little more pitiful and delicate.

Luo Bazhi finally understood why Yang Jing plunged in like this.

Unable to let him think too much, Yang Jing had already brought Liang Xiaoyun and Wanwan to them and introduced them to them: "Sister Xiaoyun, these two are my childhood friends, Wang Fei, the owner of this hot pot restaurant. Because the name of the queen is very similar to the queen, we all call him queen, Luo Bazhi, and we all call him Xiaozhi."

"Hello." Liang Xiaoyun was very cramped. When she said something, it turned into a dry saying "Hello".

Liang Xiaoyun is not afraid of socializing, but she doesn’t know what kind of identity she should communicate with them.

"Wanwan, call uncle." In order to hide his nervousness, Liang Xiaoyun lowered her head to remind her daughter.

"Hello uncle..." Wanwan was looking at the fat and thin uncles and two uncles. She didn't know what to call them, but her mother taught this, so the little girl also called obediently.

Wanwan was a little shy, and after saying that, she couldn't help but take a step back and leaned on Uncle Yang Yang's thigh. If Uncle Yang Yang hadn't stood too close to her mother, she wouldn't have been able to hide behind him, as Wanwan might have hid behind Uncle Yang Yang to peek.

"Liang Xiaoyun, I won't introduce it to you. I've told you on the phone before." Yang Jing said with a smile, patting his big hand gently and pressing it on Wanwan's shoulder to comfort this little girl who is not good at socializing.

"Hello brother and sister! Welcome, welcome, let's go in and chat, the private room has been booked." Wang Fei smiled and invited enthusiastically.

"Sister-in-law is good." Luo Bazhi also imitated Wang Fei to say hello, but he was younger than Yang Jing, so it was more appropriate to call his sister-in-law.

"No, it's not like this..." This made Liang Xiaoyun even more at a loss. She blushed and wanted to explain, but she didn't want Yang Jing to lose face. The voice of refuting became weaker.

Yang Jing changed hands and held Wanwan, freed up his right hand, gently hugged Liang Xiaoyun's arm through the chiffon ginger shirt, and said gently: "Go in first!"

Liang Xiaoyun looked at him with some grievance and struggled in her heart, but she still couldn't break away from Yang Jing's tenderness in the end.

When I walked into the hot pot restaurant, the hall was basically full. Even if today was not a weekend, the business of the hot pot restaurant was obviously very popular. Wang Fei took them to the box that he had left before. After entering, he handed the menu to Liang Xiaoyun and smiled and said, "What do you want to eat with your brother and sister? Come on, don't be polite to me if you come here. Master Jing and I have been brothers for decades."

"Does my sister-in-law eat spicy food? If you don't eat spicy food, you can order the tomato pot bottom and the soup pot bottom. The tomato pot bottom on the queen is quite unique." Luo Bazhi picked up the teapot to boil water, and recommended it before leaving.

This "brother and sister-in-law" kept talking, Liang Xiaoyun wanted to correct her, but found that she was willing but lacked strength. She had been calling so many times, and now she clarified, is it inappropriate?

"I can't eat spicy food very much, but Yang Jing likes spicy food, so let Yang Jing come to order." Liang Xiaoyun saw that Robazhi was busy boiling water and washing dishes for them, but she was sitting and ordering dishes. She was a little uneasy and quickly stuffed the menu to Yang Jing, and she also got up to help.

"Sister-in-law, I'll do this." When Luo Bazhi was not careful, Liang Xiaoyun snatched the work from his hand. He saw Liang Xiaoyun standing by the table, constantly dismantling the plastic film covered with disinfectant bowls and chopsticks, and quickly turned around and said.

"I'll do it, you guys go and sit down." Liang Xiaoyun's men were even more flexible. They gathered all the dishes and chopsticks on the table in a few seconds, waited for the water to boil, and cleaned them very quickly.

Luo Bazhi couldn't even snatch her from the tea behind, so he had to sit back to Wang Fei and watch Liang Xiaoyun pour tea.

Wang Fei didn't say anything, but just looked at it with a smile. When Luo Bazhi sat down, he stretched his head over and whispered: "It's not bad for people."

This evaluation refers to personality.

Wang Fei can see from this that Liang Xiaoyun should not be a liar who pretends to be pitiful. The reason why liars are liars is that they want to take shortcuts because they are lazy and want to eat shortcuts?

Liang Xiaoyun only looks a little weak on the outside, but she is relatively strong in her heart. Especially her diligence, compared with Luo Bazhi, is even better than that.

Recalling the experience of the "friend" Yang Jing mentioned before, Wang Fei believed that she should be walking forward silently alone with a home.

Wang Fei doesn’t know much about what this person’s specific personality looks like, so it’s hard to say, but at least, it’s still unbiased to give a “not bad” evaluation.

Luo Bazhi didn't pay much attention to Liang Xiaoyun. He talked to Wang Fei: "Look at Master Jing."

"What do Wanwan like to eat? Come and take a look." Yang Jing had already carried Wanwan to the chair next to him, opened the menu, and started researching with her.

This is the first time I have eaten hot pot. It is also because of the first time that the little girl would never have thought that there would be raw materials, and the unprocessed ingredients appeared on the menu.

Now, she held her little hand on a corner of the chair, stretched her neck curiously, and looked at it. She also stretched out her little hand from time to time, pointed to the colorful photos on it, and asked in a low voice: "Uncle Yang Yang, what is this?"

"This is a fat beef. After the beef is frozen and hard, it is cut into slices and becomes a fat beef." Yang Jing explained with a smile.

Of course, the handling of fat bulls is not that simple, but Yang Jing’s understanding of fat bulls is nothing more than that.

"Where is this?"

"This is chicken intestine, no, it should be goose intestine. It says goose intestine below."

There are also those that Yang Jing couldn't answer, such as Huang Throat. When Yang Jing was asked in the bottom of the question that night, he was in trouble.

"Yellow throat, it should be a cow's throat... wait a moment, uncle check it." Yang Jing didn't want to pretend to understand in front of the child, so he took out his cell phone and checked it.

"Hey, no, this yellow throat is actually the large blood vessel of a pig or a cow, the aorta, not the throat." Yang Jing was amused and cried and found that he had almost misled Wanwan. "This is really, it's not the throat, why is it called yellow throat!"
Chapter completed!