Although the aunts were queuing up, their sad eyes fell on the open space at the door of the machine repair shop on the side.
Next to the clean and neat breakfast table, there is a small stainless steel horse.
A giant man sat quietly on a small horse.
Tang Hui, who was wearing greasy overalls, had just had a sleek crew cut, his temples were pushed up, and his beard like a steel needle had been shaved clean.
The forty-five-year-old uncle looked five years younger instantly!
The well-developed chest muscles, back muscles, and arm muscles have a strong hormonal flavor when viewed from any angle.
Tang Hui crossed his legs and shook them leisurely while smoking happily. After each puff, his eyes would briefly become hazy.
He still maintained his posture of looking at the sky. He did not look back, because he could feel the twenty-three burning gazes from the side without looking back.
Oh no, it was already twenty-four.
Greed and heat were scratching at him like a knife.
Sometimes Tang Hui also asks himself whether his charm is only effective for older sisters over 45 years old.
However, after thinking about it several times, Tang Hui found that it was not entirely his fault.
Maybe it has something to do with this dilapidated building that was built for more than fifty years.
After all, from a distance, this building looks like a big black shop, and the security here is poor. There are only a few young women, and even fewer young women dare to come to the machine repair shop to buy fried dough sticks.
"...Sigh." Tang Hui crushed the cigarette butt and sighed.
It seems that the matter of finding a stepmother for Tang Yingqi will continue indefinitely.
Looking at my steel-like muscles, sometimes it’s troublesome for a man to be too strong.
The iron blocks of the shop were almost bald.
The two boys the night before yesterday were quite interesting, but they didn't have the tenacity to give up without trying a few times when encountering setbacks.
As a result, I went back and sued my parents, and a big one came immediately yesterday.
But this time the other party was still polite and didn't reach out to hit the smiling person.
I could only kill him for more than 200 yuan of sand tea noodles.
No, the cost of those sand tea noodles is still 100.
Hey, for such a fat sheep, did you pinch it a little too hard yesterday?
It's okay to say such cruel things.
What a great client...
As I was thinking about it, my thoughts started to wander a little.
The sound of the dough being oiled rises and falls one after another, forming a pleasant rhythm.
A touch of pride appeared on Tang Hui's face.
This is the team he brought out. Whether it is Xiaosi or Gangdan, they are now able to stand alone.
Their talents in this culinary journey have been thoroughly developed. For example, Gangdan has eight successes in making breakfast.
Are you going to open a branch yourself?
With this thought in his mind, Tang Hui picked up the sugar-free soy milk placed next to the ponytail and took a sip to moisten his throat.
Then, Tang Hui heard a familiar greeting.
"Good morning, Uncle Tang."
There is murderous intent!
Tang Hui almost burst the soy milk cup in his hand.
He put down the paper cup calmly, with a sneer on his lips.
Fight with uncle, you are still young and ruthless!
Does the last sentence mean "Tang Yingqi is here"?
Haha, I didn’t expect that my uncle didn’t smoke now.
Tang Hui squinted his eyes and looked back. Lu Ze was smiling and waving hello.
After waiting for another two seconds, Tang Hui finally confirmed that the boy didn't seem to have anything else to say to him.
This made Tang Hui, who was already prepared, suddenly feel a sense of disappointment, and he snapped his fingers boredly.
Liu Gangdan, who was frying fried dough sticks in a store not far away, heard the signal and immediately packed a pack of fried dough sticks and soy milk for breakfast, and threw it in a perfect parabola.
Tang Hui sat firmly on the small horse, took the breakfast in one hand, held it by his side like a tota king, and handed it to Lu Ze naturally.
From snapping his fingers to catching the breakfast with one hand, Tang Hui's movements were as smooth as flowing water.
Naturally, it attracted a lot of burning eyes.
Tang Hui raised his head slightly like a proud big cock, his chest muscles trembled slightly, and there was another sound of swallowing saliva more than ten meters away from him.
This man, who was full of philosophy, looked at Lu Ze with a pleasant look, and his rough and rich voice seemed quite gentle at the moment:
"Ready to go out? You haven't eaten yet, come and try my uncle's cooking."
"Thank you, Uncle Tang, but no need for today. My mother made breakfast for me before leaving in the morning." Seeing this interesting scene, Lu Ze declined with a smile.
Um!
Made breakfast?
Tang Hui suffered two consecutive blows.
"Did she prepare breakfast for you?"
"yes."
"Did you say anything?"
"Let me eat less oil recently."
"..."
Tang Hui put his breakfast aside casually. His burly body like fine steel finally left the small maza, and with a strong gust of wind, he flashed in front of Lu Ze. He looked at Lu Ze for a moment, and then looked around carefully.
Tang Hui carefully thought about the people he had seen in the store these past two days. Could it be that they were napping or missed something during maintenance?
If something goes wrong, it must be a monster.
"Boy, have you seen any strange people from yesterday to today?" In Tang Hui's mind, two figures, one large and one small, Niu Zhang and Mu She flashed, and Wang Chuxiong's serious-looking man in a suit and leather shoes flashed across his mind. He looked like he was considering his words.
If Wang Chuxiong really secretly found Lu Ze and said something he shouldn't have said, even if his shop was closed, he would still have to fight with Wang Chuxiong.
Lu Ze thought about it seriously and said with certainty: "No."
In fact, strictly speaking, there is. After all, neither Wu Duo nor Zhuo Ming nor the weird literary gentleman You Wuyi are normal people.
It's just that these strange guys are dead.
So, naturally there is no.
It was obvious that Tang Hui breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Lu Ze's answer. He laughed and patted Lu Ze on the shoulder.
"Our place is not peaceful recently. If you encounter some strange people, don't be afraid. Tell your uncle."
"Okay, let's go to school."
Lu Ze felt a little funny in his heart, but there was a hint of warmth deep in his eyes. He smiled brightly and said, "Okay, Uncle Tang, I'll go then."
"Go! You're going to be hungry when you come back tonight. I'll give you a bowl of Sha Cha Noodles. I've improved my skills recently."
"It's a deal!"
Lu Ze walked away leisurely as Tang Hui watched him off.
[Looking at the brat looking at ease, he probably hasn’t met that fool Wang Chuxiong anymore. 】
Putting aside his worries, Tang Hui sat back on Xiaomazha again and happily took out another cigarette.
To be honest, after entering the Eighth Realm Gale, I didn’t feel anything else, but it’s nice to have subtle benefits.
Using strength to control the air, the smoke that was swallowed into the throat was wrapped, and it passed through the chest without any damage before being spit out.
It's enjoyable and doesn't harm your lungs.
So exciting!
The only drawback is the waste smoke.
Wait, Yingqi has come back less this month, can I hide more cigarette money?
Tang Hui's eyes lit up.
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