"Uncle Chen! I'm here!"
With great enthusiasm, Zhong Xingyue pulled Xu Fan into the shop and after they sat down at a table, she shouted toward the kitchen at the back!
"Xu Fan, don't judge by the plain decor here, but Uncle Chen's cooking skills are amazing!"
Zhong Xingyue sat across from Xu Fan, excitedly recommending the place to him.
Xu Fan had asked to be taken somewhere good to eat, and Zhong Xingyue's first thought was this old restaurant.
Since childhood, she had lived nearby with her mother. If life were a puzzle, this street would occupy at least half of it.
As for Uncle Chen's restaurant, in Zhong Xingyue's heart, it held an incredibly important place.
Coming from a single-parent family, and with a gambling-addicted father who harassed her occasionally, there weren't many who sincerely cared for her. This old man, who watched over the restaurant, was one of them.
