I have few friends, but many childhood sweethearts.

Chapter 69. The Vanished Fried Food Stall
"Didn't we say we were going to invite Xiao Ruanwen?" Xia Xiaoxiao asked Xu Qingfan, who was waving a dry branch like an idiot on the sidewalk.

"Next time, let's just go today, just the two of us." Xu Qingfan tossed aside the dry branch that had been broken in two, clapped his hands, and said to Xia Xiao.

"Oh!" Xia Xiaoxin was delighted and quickened her pace to walk alongside Xu Qingfan. It had been a long time since she had gone on an adventure with the little rascal!

"Let's go, we have to get home before lunch." Xu Qingfan took Xia Xiaoxiao's hand and led the little girl running on the sidewalk.

"Slow down!" Xia Xiaoxiao didn't react for a moment and was dragged behind him, staggering.

After running several hundred meters, the two little ones were panting heavily, their hands on their thighs, their backs bent as they breathed.

Xia Xiaoxiao glared at him, embarrassed and annoyed. Xu Qingfan laughed for no apparent reason and reached out to ruffle the little girl's hair.

"Don't touch my head, Xu Qingfan!!"

"Just touch me! Come and chase me then!"

Xu Qingfan ran seven or eight meters away, looked back, and saw Xia Xiaoxiao still standing there, her arms crossed, tilting her head and staring at him with an expression that looked like she was looking at an idiot.

"Cough." Xu Qingfan scratched the back of his head awkwardly. Why did he feel like he was the 7-year-old kid, while Xia Xiaoxiao was the one who had been reborn?

"Let's go, let's go." He returned to his original position, pried open Xia Xiaoxiao's hand, and took her hand.

"Speechless!"

Xu Qingfan experienced the destructive power of language for the first time. He was speechless!
“Yes, it’s been sunny these past few days, no rain.” He took out his MP3 player from his pocket and gave Xia Xiaoxiao one of his earphones.

The melody of "The Little Yellow Flower of the Story" in my headphones is like the bright sunshine of this morning.

Hearing the pleasant intro, Xia Xiaoxiao's mood instantly brightened: "What's the name of this song?" she asked.

"Speechless!"

"boring!"

“It’s called Sunny Day, isn’t Sunny Day just because it doesn’t rain?” Xu Qingfan kicked a small pebble away from the ground and said with a smile.

"Oh, that sounds nice."

[How could a masterpiece of campus love songs not be good?] Xu ​​Qingfan thought to himself.

2003 was a year of dazzling stars in the Chinese music scene, including Stefanie Sun's "Encounter," Jay Chou's album "Ye Huimei," Eason Chan's "Ten Years," and many more.

Even the courage that I often need from Fish Leong was released three years ago.

If Xu Qingfan hadn't been reborn back twenty years, he wouldn't have realized that these Chinese songs had been popular for almost twenty years.

When the two returned to Rhine Road, the street, which was several dozen meters long, was now lined with snack shops, and more than half of them were selling fried skewers.

"Kids, come in and have some fried skewers! My shop has the best skewers on this street!"

"Come in and have some fried skewers! Spend ten yuan and get a free Coke!"

"Milk tea, fries, and egg waffles, come in and have a look!"

"Everything is only three dollars, come and take a look, come and choose!"

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Walking on the sidewalk, the shopkeepers standing at their doors act like they're welcoming a bride, constantly trying to attract customers to passersby.

Many socially anxious pedestrians, unable to bear the disturbance, were forced to walk onto the street.

Because Xu Qingfan and Xia Xiaoxiao were children, they were not bothered very often. The two of them easily overtook the few passersby walking in front of them and arrived at Wu Lingyu's fried food stall.

Stools and chairs were placed at the doorway. Xu Qingfan thought to himself, "It's good that the door is open."
However, when Xu Qingfan and Xia Xiaoxiao arrived at the shop entrance, both of them were puzzled.

There was only one middle-aged woman sitting at the door waiting for customers, and it was clearly not Li Meijuan.

"Auntie, where's the proprietress?" Xu Qingfan asked as he stepped forward.

"That's me! Want some fried skewers? Come inside and pick one, you'll have some soon!" Seeing the customer arrive, the woman put down the magazine she was holding and stood up to greet him warmly.

The two little ones looked at each other, and then looked up at the middle-aged woman who had stood up.

"Has this place changed owners? I think it was a different auntie when I ate here last time. Is the taste the same?" Xu Qingfan was worried about being accused of nitpicking, so he specifically asked about the taste.

"Don't worry, it tastes the same as before. The previous owner quit, so the recipe is still the same!" the proprietress assured, patting her chest.

"[Quitting?" Xu Qingfan was completely baffled. "Auntie, do you know where that person is now setting up a stall?"

The woman grew impatient with Xu Qingfan's barrage of questions: "Just eat fried skewers, why so many questions? Stop nagging and babbling!"

"Sorry, we're not eating." Xu Qingfan waved apologetically and pulled Xia Xiaoxiao away.

"You damn bastards, you're a disgrace!" the woman cursed at Xu Qingfan and Xia Xiaoxiao's departing figures.

"Where are we going now?" Xia Xiaoxiao asked Xu Qingfan after they had walked a distance.

Startled by the old witch's change in attitude, Xia Xiaoxiao dared not go back to that street to eat fried skewers again.

Xu Qingfan didn't know where to go for a moment. He originally wanted to come and see what had happened to Wu Lingyu's family, but now he couldn't even find her.

"Let's ask the neighbors if they know where Wu Lingyu's fried food stall moved to," Xu Qingfan suggested.

"Ah."

Xia Xiaoxiao was a little excited. It felt like she was playing an adventure game with the little rascal, and the old witch from earlier was the final boss in the game.

Xu Qingfan's goal was clear: to find elderly women chatting in twos and threes under the trees.

As the intelligence hub of the entire street, there's no gossip they don't know.

"You're asking about that fried food stall? I know it! Their fried food is this!" The old lady quietly gave a thumbs-up.

"Yes, Grandma, do you know where they went? Why aren't they setting up their stall there anymore?" Xu Qingfan pressed.

"My grandson especially loves the fried skewers from her shop, especially the fried pork chop, it tastes really good."

"I heard that their sauce contains poppy shells, and the police have come!"

"Bullshit! That's all just jealous slander from those people. But I heard her husband is seriously ill, so she found a lover outside, and he's quite handsome."

The three old ladies kept arguing, but they wouldn't give Xu Qingfan a direct answer to his question.

[This intelligence system is no good!] Xu Qingfan silently pulled Xia Xiaoxiao away, and the three old ladies ignored them and continued to gossip among themselves.

After finding a new intelligence hub, Xu Qingfan finally heard the answer he wanted: "You mean Meijuan? I know her, she just moved out last month!"

"Why did they move away? Grandma, do you know where they're setting up their stall now?" Xu Qingfan quickly asked.

“Little one, don’t interrupt this old lady,” the old lady smacked her lips. “That landlord is really wicked. They were jealous of other people’s good business and complained that the rent was too low. After they tricked the landlady out of her recipe, they kicked her out!”

Perhaps she was really angry, because the old lady kept hitting her thigh while talking.

"Huh?" Xu Qingfan and Xia Xiaoxiao gaped in surprise. "Why would she give the formula to the landlord?"

"The landlord, with sores on her feet and pus oozing from her head, is a real scoundrel. She told Meijuan that a relative wanted to open a fried food stall in the provincial capital and offered to exchange a year's rent for her recipe, but she kicked them out after only a few days. She's a real jerk, ugh!"

After hearing the whole story, Xu Qingfan and Xia Xiaoxiao were equally furious.

"How could there be such a bad person!" Xia Xiaoxiao said angrily.

After the little girl finished speaking, she looked at Xu Qingfan with a determined gaze, as if she wanted him to find a way to punish the bad landlord.

"Let's find them first." Xu Qingfan patted the little girl's head, and this time Xia Xiaoxiao obediently did not dodge.

"Ok!"

"Grandma, do you know where they're setting up their stall now?"

"I don't know, I heard someone say they saw it in Licheng Park last time. If you want to eat fried skewers, you can go look for it. It's time to go back and cook for that old geezer. I'm not talking to you anymore, kid." The old lady patted her bottom, got up and left.

Xu Qingfan looked up at the sun; it was almost noon.

"Go home for dinner first, we'll talk about it this afternoon."

"Yes! You must find a way to punish that awful landlord!"

"I know, we'll definitely punish her. How dare she insult our Xiaoxiao just now!"

"What does it have to do with me?" the little girl murmured softly with a smile.

(End of this chapter)