In fact, Su Qingluan didn't notice anything wrong at the beginning. After all, most of the people who come to drink water soup are relatively poor and have hard work, so they hope to eat more affordable.
The sesame soup is very spicy and goes very well with the meal. For a few pennies, I would pay for the rice cakes made by the lady at the table opposite. This kind of meal would not be chosen by those who are looking for some texture and texture.
Everyone is busy eating before going to work, and their personalities are usually loud and noisy. It is very lively and lively.
Therefore, the occasional appearance of a young man who is quiet and even a little embarrassed will appear particularly abrupt.
Once or twice, there were too many people to remember, but by the third or fourth time, Su Qingluan remembered this young brother.
He has slender eyebrows and narrow eyes, and is quite handsome. He looks to be no more than fifteen or sixteen years old. The clothes on his body were covered with patches, but the patches were mended very carefully, and even the stitches were a bit smoother than ordinary people.
In addition, this young man stood among a group of rough and swaying old men, with an upright back and an upright figure, which made him look very out of place.
And after Su Qingluan noticed this person, he always felt that he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.
Today, the young man also brought a pure white porcelain bowl to serve the soup.
People queuing up to buy water often bring their own containers, which is nothing worth mentioning. It's just that there is no one else but him in a container that is as clean as the white porcelain bowl held by this young man and is even delicate.
This time, when the young man came to buy water soup, Su Qingluan couldn't help but stare at his face.
Su Qingluan rarely showed any special interest in customers, so her actions immediately attracted the attention of Ms. Yang who was standing aside.
"What's wrong, Da Ya? Why are you staring at someone's face?" Yang looked back and forth between the young man and Su Qingluan, a little curious.
Due to the noisy surroundings, Yang did not suppress his voice. The skinny monkey originally wanted to make fun of him, but the teasing smile was already split on his face. He remembered the previous words: "It feels good for a moment to be a bitch, apologize and be cremated." "field" situation, so he covered it up with a dry cough and shrank back.
Su Qingluan was a little amused when she saw the timid appearance of the thin monkey. She wanted to turn around and apologize to the shy little brother so as not to embarrass others. However, when she turned her eyes away, she found that the man had his head lowered and did not dare to look at her. .
But looking at it from the side, it doesn't look like he's embarrassed to be teased, but like... guilty conscience? Fear?
What is he guilty of?
Su Qingluan, who almost had her money stolen a while ago, immediately felt nervous: Could this person also be a thief?
Thinking of this, Su Qingluan's eyes became sharper, staring at the young man closely without blinking.
At this time, the young man's feeling of "guilt" became even stronger, and there was even a slight drop of sweat on his forehead!
"Dad, catch that man!" Su Qingluan shouted, "There's something wrong with him!"
With Su Qingluan's voice, everyone present fell silent, as if the pause button was suddenly pressed on the screen.
Su Qingluan subconsciously checked to see if there were any strings of copper coins in the hidden compartment under the table. Although Su Guangfu did not push the young man to the ground, he stepped in front of him.
The next reaction of the young man was beyond everyone's expectations. He did not run away or resist. He actually cried out for injustice and knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Ms. Su, you are Don’t accuse good people wrongly!”
Su Qingluan was so frightened by his "feeling down" that she quickly jumped aside - just kidding, she is still alive! She didn't want to lose her life by being knelt down and kowtowed like this for no reason.
She is a modern person and does not have so many stinky problems with ancient class status.
But when she wanted to pull up the guy who was kneeling and kowtowing desperately, she remembered why she looked so familiar to him - because she had seen this guy several times before, and he basically wasn't kowtowing. To salute is to kneel down and kowtow!
She quickly reached out to Su Guangfu: "Dad, it's okay. I remember, I know this man! He is not someone with evil intentions!"
The surrounding diners and Su Guangfu and his wife breathed a sigh of relief when they heard Su Qingluan's words. Someone behind the queue urged: "Hey, we are waiting to start work here. Since we haven't been robbed, you can move quickly." Not at all?"
Yang quickly agreed, first putting a portion of the sewer soup from the guy kneeling on the ground into his white porcelain bowl and putting it aside to prevent accidental knocking, and then served the soup to the guests behind him one after another.
Su Qingluan squatted next to the little brother, holding his upper body as he was about to kowtow again, and whispered: "If you kowtow again, I will reveal your identity?"
The young man froze after hearing Su Qingluan's words, but finally stopped kowtowing. But now he looked really embarrassed, and his originally delicate and fair face was covered with dust. Especially the forehead was a black patch, looking like it had just been dug out of some soot pile.
Su Qingluan was only 60-70% sure at first, but seeing the young man's reaction, the 60-70% speculation immediately turned into a 100% certainty.
"I said..." Su Qingluan pulled the young man up and walked to a quieter corner. He was speechless, "Aren't you from Xie Xiaolangjun's house? How come buying sewer soup is like being a thief?"
According to her imagination, Xie Zian, the servant of the second-year middle school boy, should be confident, if not arrogant, when he was out dealing with ordinary people like herself. As the saying goes, "the seven-rank officials in front of the prime minister's door" are not unreasonable.
As a result, the person in front of me could not be said to be "righteous" or even "calm", as if he had done something terribly wrong.
That young man was indeed the young man from Xie Zian's house. Seeing Su Qingluan reveal his identity, he felt relieved and then gave a wry smile: "Ms. Su doesn't know something. I don't want to be like this every time I come here." It’s like sneaking around, it’s really because you have no choice but to do it!”
Wait... Su Qingluan was suddenly stunned: The implication of this boy's words is...
"Brother, isn't this your first time here?!"
"No!" the boy said with a smile, "If we count this time, we will probably come here six or seven times."
This was far beyond Su Qingluan's expectations.
Counting it all, since she made black pepper sole for Xie Zian once, she went to the house to make sweets two or three times.
Although Xie Zian was very stupid, he couldn't bear to give him a generous offer - he had no choice, he gave too much, and Su Qingluan immediately bowed to the power of money.
But as far as he knew, although the food for the servants of the Xie Mansion was definitely not comparable to that of the master, it was more than enough for ordinary people. Is it necessary to go out of his way to buy food that even ordinary people with a little wealth would look down upon?
