Qin Yanan smelled a familiar aroma. Without a doubt, only the most authentic Qin family's noodles with chopped scallions and lard would have the same aroma.
Liu Changan brought out two bowls of noodles with lard, took a small bamboo stool, and sat at the door with Qin Yanan to eat.
"Why do you know how to make this?" Qin Yanan was a little surprised. The relationship between Liu Changan and her family seemed to be closer than she had imagined, just as he said.
"Your great-grandmother loved this noodles the most, and your great-grandfather also loved it. The noodles I made are the most authentic." Liu Changan had already started eating.
This noodles sounded simple, but in fact, the preparation of the lard sauce was very particular. Moreover, most people at home would just fry some pork with ginger and garlic when they were about to eat. The taste was still a little different, and the taste was also different when matched with different noodles. Holding this bowl of noodles with chopped scallions and lard, it seemed like it was made at home.
"Did your great-grandfather teach you this?" Qin Yanan asked tentatively. In fact, she knew nothing about the elders in Liu Changan's family.
"I taught it to your great-grandfather." After Liu Changan finished eating, he put down the bowl and chopsticks and looked at Qin Yanan.
Qin Yanan remembered the first time she met him. He claimed to be her great-grandfather's "old friend". This kind of joke that didn't respect the elders was very interesting.
There was some obvious displeasure in her eyes. Liu Changan was too impolite.
After Qin Yanan finished the noodles, Liu Changan went to wash the dishes.
"Can I come in and take a look?" The small design outside the room made Qin Yanan want to see Liu Changan's room. Hearing Liu Changan's response, she walked in.
There was nothing special in his room. It was ordinary, no different from the temporary residence of many people. There was no special decoration, but on the desk against the wall, there were many books stacked like a mountain.
On the desk was a piece of white paper with four words written on it: "My younger brother Zi Qing".
"Ziqing" was Qin Peng's name. Of course, Qin Yanan knew that. But who could write a letter to Qin Peng and use "my younger brother", which was obviously an elder brother?
Not to mention things like status and identity, there were not many people in the world who were older than Qin Peng who were interested in breaking the Guinness World Record for longevity.
Liu Changan said that he would write a letter. Qin Yanan then remembered that the "Ziqing" on the paper was her great-grandfather. But on second thought, it was obviously impossible. No matter how rude Liu Changan was, it was impossible for him to call Qin Peng like that.
Qin Yanan put down the paper and couldn't help but ask, "Did you write this?"
"This …" Liu Changan nodded. "This was written by my great-grandfather."
Qin Yanan was very surprised that Liu Changan's great-grandfather was also here, but where was he? This kind of living legend, after disappearing without a trace, quietly appeared again?
"Bang!"
The door was knocked heavily, and a hand stretched out from the morning light. The middle finger hooked, and then it was put down lazily. The figure turned around, leaving only a long shadow.
Liu Changan walked out, and Qin Yanan followed behind him.
There were six people standing outside, led by Ma Benwei. His cheeks were still a little swollen, and his hair was messy, but he had changed into a handsome suit and shiny leather shoes. He was holding a baseball bat in his hand. The five people behind him didn't carry any weapons. In this slightly cold morning, they wore singlets, and their muscles bulged, looking very imposing.
"Yo … Bro, you really don't lack beauties …" Mature women always had a more direct and seductive charm to them. Their beautiful curves were captivating, and the seductiveness in their eyes was evident despite their slightly displeased expressions. When Ma Shilong first saw An Nuan, he had been stunned by her beauty, but he had managed to control himself. However, he had already planned to let loose today. Seeing a woman like Qin Yanan, he couldn't help but feel that it was time to spice up the show.
"Who are these people?" Seeing that they didn't come with good intentions, Qin Yanan asked.
"Warrior."
"Warrior?" Ma Benwei laughed, "Flattery is useless now. Yesterday, you had a good time on the live broadcast … Do you want me to do another live broadcast for you today?"
Ma Benwei was just joking. Yesterday, someone sent him a private message with the address of Liu Changan's home, and he had already planned it. He couldn't go to Fu Zhong to stop them. Once someone recorded a video of a student being beaten in front of the school gate, it would be very difficult to clean up after it spread. Ma Benwei was a live broadcast himself, so he knew this very well … As for beating someone up in a live broadcast, that was even more stupid.
"Get out of here now." Qin Yanan said in annoyance. As for how Liu Changan got into trouble with these people, she didn't want to ask. But if Liu Changan was beaten in front of her, she couldn't explain it to her great-grandfather.
"Little beauty, you really have a bad temper. Don't be impatient, I'll deal with him first. Later, I'll take you out to play and do a live broadcast. With that face of yours, I'll definitely make you an online celebrity!" Ma Benwei loved live broadcasting from the bottom of his heart. He planned to become the big brother in the live broadcast industry. If he had the help of a woman like this, it would be like adding wings to a tiger. Even if he could only use it once or twice to attract attention, it would also show his ability in the live broadcast room. After all, the girls that other live broadcasters found to increase their popularity were not comparable to this one, whether it was in terms of figure, appearance, or temperament.
Qin Yanan sneered and was about to make a move. How could Qin Peng's great-granddaughter be so weak? However, she saw that Liu Changan, who was next to her, suddenly frowned and grabbed Ma Benwei's baseball bat. With a turn of his arm, he quickly and accurately hit Ma Benwei's head. Then, he struck the helpers who had not yet reacted, one by one.
Qin Yanan was dumbfounded. There was something indescribably beautiful about Liu Changan's movements. His movements were as smooth as flowing water, and it was as if he had slowed down his reflexes to match Liu Changan's coolness. Several people actually fell to the ground at the same time … including Ma Benwei.
"He said that because of your face … Your face looks too much like Ye Sijin. I don't like people to use this face to talk about vulgar and obscene things." Liu Changan explained to Qin Yanan.
When Qin Yanan heard this reason, she found it extremely strange. Why would he be so protective of her great-grandmother?
However, after all, he protected her most respected elder. Qin Yanan sincerely hoped that she could also become a woman like Ye Sijin. Therefore, although it was difficult for Qin Yanan to understand his protection, she was willing to accept it.
"I was going to do it anyway. Just find a random reason." Liu Changan added.
The more Qin Yanan thought about it, the more she felt that this younger cousin of hers really had quite a personality. He was knowledgeable, talented, and especially good at fighting. Liu Changan's clean and agile fighting skills were only lacking the strength to kill him with a single blow. Otherwise, he would have been qualified to be a guard for a leader like her great-grandfather … Of course, this was only in terms of fighting skills, and fighting skills alone were not enough.
It seemed that although she and he were not suitable for each other, Zhu Juntang … If Zhu Juntang could get to know him, she might fall in love with him. However, he already had a girl he liked.
Her woman's intuition told Qin Yanan that among the girls she met at Fu Zhong that day, the girl named An Nuan had a better relationship with Liu Changan. At the dining table, An Nuan's eyes seemed to have something to do with Liu Changan.
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