There was a hint of confusion in his moist, dark eyes.
Her pink lips were soft and she said: "However, businesses have the right to operate as they wish."
"No matter how much you want, you can't steal it openly. Bullying others by relying on your power is no different from bandits and robbers."
At this moment, the waiter came up with plates of hot dishes.
Ling Ping quickly stood up and echoed Gu Nuo'er: "Yes, yes, sister Nuo'er, we don't care about them."
"Try this braised carp, it's a specialty of their restaurant!"
Gu Nuoer's dark round eyes widened instantly.
The little guy stared at the carp covered in red sauce!
To make it look better, it dies with its whole body in a leaping position, and then the chef quickly pours oil on it.
Only then can the appearance be fixed.
Gu Nuoer looked at it, her face turned pale.
Her pink lips pursed, and tears welled up in her big eyes.
Ye Siming's expression changed and he immediately put her little head into his arms.
Then, he looked at Ling Ping with sharp eyes: "Remove this fish."
Ling Ping was stunned: "Ah?"
He had no idea what happened to Gu Nuoer.
All right, why did you cry all of a sudden?
Gu Nuoer's two small hands pulled at the hem of Ye Siming's clothes.
Maybe he thought of the appearance of the fish again, and a low voice came out from his sullen little face: "Woo..."
Ye Siming seemed to be provoked to anger.
His tone was stern and killing, and he said to Lingping: "Remove the fish, Gu Nuo'er won't eat the fish."
Only then did Ling Ping react.
He hurriedly called the waiter to come in: "Quickly, pour out all the fish dishes!"
Gu Nuoer turned his little head at this time.
A pair of black eyes filled with tears set off her fair and tender face, her cheeks were even pinker, and the tip of her nose was red.
"Falled?" She choked and sniffed: "That's not a place to die without a burial."
The little guy rarely cries.
I can't bear to see the same kind of people being steamed, fried and boiled.
Seeing Gu Nuoer shed a few more tears.
Ye Siming blurted out almost subconsciously: "Then bury it, okay?"
Gu Nuoer's long eyelashes with teardrops blinked twice.
She raised her pink and porcelain white face: "Buried? Buried where."
Ye Siming hesitated for a moment: "In the mortal world, people believe in burial. If this restaurant has a backyard, I will bury it there."
The waiters at the side were dumbfounded.
What kind of strange request is this?
It’s okay if you don’t eat the food after it’s cooked.
He still needs to be buried?!
This suggestion sounded extremely absurd, but it made Gu Nuoer's dark eyes light up.
She jumped from Ye Siming's arms and said, "Okay, brother Siming, let's go now."
Ye Siming stood up neatly, holding the plate of braised carp in one hand.
Ling Ping also stood up: "Brother, sister Nuo'er, are you really going?"
Ye Siming looked back coldly: "Either you wait here."
After that, he took Gu Nuoer and followed the waiter out.
Ling Ping quickly chased after him: "I'll go too!"
The waiter led a few people to the backyard.
Gu Nuo'er pointed to the foot of a big tree, her voice was soft and her crying was not completely gone: "This is it."
After she said that, Ye Siming used the hoe leaning against the corner to start digging the soil.
The shopkeeper came from the front hall after hearing the news.
When he saw this scene, he was also full of surprise.
"What's going on?" He pulled the waiter aside.
The waiter looked distressed: "I don't know either. This young lady seems to be incapable of eating. She cried when she saw her and said she wanted to be buried!"