"Okay, okay..."
The old man smiled at the young man, watched him turn and leave, then picked up his chopsticks and sat down to eat the noodles.
He ate slowly and carefully, as if he was chewing and savoring the taste of every noodle.
In fact, the noodles at this restaurant are really delicious. The authentic hand-made noodles have a very homely taste.
"Oh, this is the smell. It's been more than 20 years. I really miss it..."
The old man murmured in a low voice while eating, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but become moist.
I can completely understand an old man's longing for his mother, but seeing him like this made me feel a little uncomfortable, so I pushed the bowl away and wanted to pay and leave.
"Young man, can you do me a favor?"
The old man stopped me again, and then whispered to me: "There is a mole on the back of my mother's neck, on the lower right side. I heard people say that this mole will not change after reincarnation. Can you Can you help me see if that boss has a mole on his neck?"
It seems that he takes it seriously. I didn't want to deal with this kind of thing at first. Isn't this nonsense? The taste of a bowl of noodles is almost the same, so you come to recognize your mother?
But I was also a little curious, so I said to him, "Why don't you see it yourself?"
The old man smiled bitterly: "I'm nervous...what if it doesn't happen?"
I nodded: "Okay, you can let me help. You have to ask for this meal."
He quickly took out a hundred yuan and put it into my hand without saying a word.
"Okay, I'll treat you to this meal, and I'll give you the hundred yuan."
I took the money and called the boss to settle the bill. The young man came over, glanced at the table, and told me that the total was 28.
The price of goods in that era is really nostalgic. It’s not like today where installing a light bulb costs you 50 yuan.
Although I earn less, it is simple and fulfilling, and my heart is not that complicated.
I handed him the hundred yuan and said to him: "There is no need to change this money, but I have something to ask you."
He looked at the one hundred yuan in his hand and said, "Ask what it is, and I'll tell you what I can tell you. But I have to give you the change, one yard at a time."
This guy is not bad. I smiled and said, "That's right. I have a neighbor who got lost when he was a child. I haven't found him yet. I think you look a lot like him, but he has a mole on the back of his neck. Can you You can’t let me take a look, I don’t have any other intention, I just want to confirm it, thank you.”
He was stunned for a moment, then stared at me deeply, and said nothing for a long time.
I also looked at him, but I don't know why. As I watched, this young man slowly changed in my eyes.
He was originally a energetic young man in his twenties, but I saw the image of another person in his eyes.
Suddenly, I felt that the person standing in front of me at this moment was an old lady with a kind face, about sixty years old.
"Oh, it's okay, just take a look."
He suddenly said lightly, then stared at me again, and then slowly opened his clothes.
I stood up and glanced at the back of his neck.
There is indeed a mole at the location the old man mentioned!
At this time, the old man also stood up quickly, as if he wanted to take a look, but the young man quickly pulled up his clothes and said to me, "How is it? What did you see?"
I slowly shook my head: "No, I didn't see anything. I admitted my mistake."
"Ah That's good."
The young man made the change casually, threw the money on the table, turned around and left.
The old man looked at me in astonishment, and I looked at him and shook my head silently.
The old man was a little disappointed, but he didn't say anything. He just sighed and sat down to eat.
Zhang Wenwen and I walked out of the hotel, bought two popsicles, and sat on the roadside to eat them.
In fact, she also saw the mole on the young man's neck just now, but I didn't say anything about it, so naturally she wouldn't say anything either.
"Why didn't you tell that uncle the truth?"
"Why should I tell him the truth and let him come here every day to recognize my mother? Besides, there are so many people with moles in the same place, so why bother the boss."
"That's true..."
The two of us sat on the roadside for a while and strolled around. After lunch time, I asked her to go home first.
Then, I went to the store alone.
As soon as we entered the door, the boss was sitting there in a daze, and another waiter was washing dishes inside.
He looked at me and pointed to the chair opposite.
"sit."
He was not surprised at all and seemed to have known I would come back.
I didn't say anything, just pulled up the chair and sat down, staring at him.
"You won't tell anyone, right?"
He took the initiative to speak, then slowly took out a bottle of ice-cold white pear from the refrigerator and placed it in front of me.
This ice-cold white pear can be said to be the standard summer treat for Harbin people. After taking a few sips, I smiled at him and said, "That's not necessarily true. It depends on my mood."
He glared at me: "Come to my place to eat noodles from now on, it's free."
I laughed again: "That's pretty much it. What's going on? Didn't you drink soup?"
He sighed: "I didn't drink, but I won't tell you the details. In fact, I don't know what happened. I was just confused."
He pointed to the waiter who was washing dishes inside: "He didn't drink either."
I was stunned again: "How did you two get together?"
He said: "We were reincarnated together at that time. In his previous life, he was...a mule. Maybe for this reason, he is now mute. He can only listen but cannot speak."
Mule...
I quickly glanced at the waiter, and he just turned his head and gave me a bared smile.
I held my forehead. Although I was used to these things, it still felt a bit awkward.
A mule, who was reborn as a mute, is now a noodle shop waiter...
"I haven't asked yet, what's your name? A provocateur, right? I see that you also have a lot of ghosts and immortals in you, and your moral character is not low."
He suddenly asked, and he actually saw what was going on with me at a glance.
I didn't hide anything, I just told him the truth and then asked him his name.
He thought for a while and said: "I won't mention it in my last life. My surname is Tang in this life. I am a few years older than you. You can call me brother or aunt..."
"Tang...Aunt Tang?"
"Hahahaha, it's quite cordial. You can call me whatever you want. Anyway, if you see my son again in the future, just don't tell him the truth."
I asked tentatively: "Why don't you recognize him? He must miss you very much."
"Recognize me? Am I sick? That happened in my last life, and I don't want to be on the news. Besides, look at me now, how can I look like my mother? My last life has passed, so why bother asking for trouble. Alas, in a blink of an eye, He is also old."
He shook his head and spoke with emotion.
When leaving the noodle shop, he gave me a lot of advice, telling me not to tell his son in my previous life and to just leave him in his thoughts.
If he misses his mother, he can come over and have a bowl of noodles.
I have to say that this incident once again shocked my world view.
Since then, I often go to Aunt Tang’s noodle shop to eat noodles, because her shop is always open late, sometimes even after twelve o’clock at night.
I asked him why he opened the door so late, but he never told me the truth.
It wasn't until one night that something happened that I finally understood his true identity.
