Chapter 96

Chinatown, USA.

An old grocery shop is full of the old flavor. The old wooden tables, the carvings everywhere, and the log beams and columns in the shop all show the mysterious beauty of the ancient oriental country. It takes a lot of effort to decorate the shop.

A Chinese girl with a high ponytail is wearing a dark blue apron. She is carefully following the old man at the table to learn the art of carving.

"Xiao Wei, do you want to go back? It's very late. " The foreign old man in the handicraft shop raised his eyes and looked at the thousand tail with a small face beside him. He told him not to worry.

Xiao Wei was a guest who came to the shop suddenly a week ago. He was very interested in his carving art. His old man was alone, and there were few guests in the shop on weekdays, so he began to talk with Xiao Wei. It didn't matter. The old man suddenly found that although the girl in front of him was young, she knew the same carving art as him, One comes and two goes, the old man is like this clever little girl, let small tail in and out of his shop, by the way teach small tail some carving skills.

"It's still early, but they feel a little hungry. What do you want to eat, grandfather Angela, I'll buy it by the way."

Angela looked at Qianwei with presbyopic glasses in surprise. "Are you hungry again?" Is this girl growing up? How can you eat like this?

"Isn't granddad Angela hungry? It's been two hours since we ate last time. " Qianwei is also surprised.

"Then.. Then you go to eat and go home. " It has to be said that the reason why Angela likes Qianwei is not only because Qianwei comes from the mysterious country C, but also because he is very addicted to the culture of country C, but also because since the little girl came, the quality of his food has improved a lot, and the food in Chinatown has made him tired of eating, But this little girl is obviously better than those cooks in Chinatown at cooking Chinese food! Every day eating a thousand fresh out of the C country authentic food, he simply does not eat to support, will never put down chopsticks.

"Good." Patting his stomach, Qianwei began to walk towards the door.

Late at night, thousand tail small mouth with heat, let it dissipate in the cold air. The Chinatown at night has a special taste, integrating the traditional customs of C country and the elements of the United States, so that people can enjoy the visual feast. Listening to the poor English and poor Chinese of passers-by, Qianwei holds back his laughter and enjoys the tranquility and peace at this moment.

With the body to push open the door of the shop, thousands of hands holding a bowl, which is full of all kinds of delicious spicy hot. It's a midnight snack she's been working on, and grandfather Angela must like it!

Originally, she was just passing by Chinatown and wanted to buy a sculpture sample to match her diamonds. However, when she came to this shop, she was completely attracted by the old man's craftsmanship, and then came up with the idea of carving the sample herself.

This small shop is located in a quiet corner of Chinatown. The area of the shop is not large, so only the old man is guarding the shop. If Qianwei was attracted by the old man's craftsmanship at the beginning, then she didn't want to leave because the old man was always alone, had no children, no relatives, even no friends. It seemed that she had been dealing with those sculpture samples all her life, which made her think of her grandfather. But at least the grandfather had the voice to take care of him, but the old man in front of her was

"Grandfather Angola, I've brought food back. It's delicious spicy hot! I promise you... " The sweet and clear voice suddenly stopped, and Qianwei stood at the door, no longer taking a step.

Two strange teenagers suddenly appeared around the old man. One was holding a gun to the old man's temple, while the other was leaning against the wall to watch himself break in. His face was full of accidents. It seemed that he didn't expect that someone would enter the shop so late.

Blink, thousand tail a pair of dark green eyes in three people back and forth. And the opposite three people are also quietly looking at her.

For a moment, none of the four people in the shop moved.

Thousands of dark green eyes scan the picture in front of them. The two teenagers are surprised to see them enter the room, but they don't have the slightest panic on their faces. When they think of their gun pointing at Angela's grandfather at the moment, they don't have the first reaction to tell her to stay away from the door. You know, behind her is the door, although it's late at night, But the street outside is still crowded.

But grandfather Angela, who was clearly pointed at his head with a gun, didn't seem to be in a panic. He also looked at himself in a daze. It seemed that he was only a little surprised. Why did he come back and still hold a bowl.

Looking at the similar faces of the blonde and Angela's grandfather, a glimmer of clarity flashed in Qianwei's eyes.

"Is this girl scared silly?" The brown haired boy with his back against the wall looked at the girl who was staring at him and asked his companion with an eyebrow.

"Have you ever seen such a thing?" The blonde boy with a gun pointed at the old man's forehead threw a white eye to his companion, and once again fell on the girl.

The girl looks very young, with long black hair and a high ponytail. She looks very capable. Her delicate face has the charm of Oriental mystery, but her skin color is as white as that of Westerners, especially her dark green eyes under the incandescent light.

Seeing her actions, the girl stood in the same place and didn't speak, but there was no panic in her eyes, and the bowl in her hand didn't mean to put it down.

"Grandfather Angela, they only bought two people's shares. They won't rob them, will they?" Looking down at the rich and delicious food in platinum, Qianwei swallowed his saliva, wanted to put it down, and seemed to be worried about being robbed. The clever hesitation made everyone laugh.

"How dare they? It's just the two of us When she entered the store from Qianwei, Angela was still worried. After all, Qianwei was a little girl, but she didn't expect that Qianwei was like nobody. Apart from the moment when she just entered the store, where did she have other expressions now.

"What do you say, old man? What's so delicious about these rotten things? For these rotten things, you'd rather die here and stink than go back to enjoy your happiness. I'll lift this rotten thing first and see what you can do! " The brown haired boy leaning against the wall smelled the words, and his handsome white face suddenly showed his displeasure. He took the stick leaning against the corner and went straight to the bowl on Qianwei's hand.

A quick flash, thousand tail in the old man and the old man next to the blonde boy's surprise, safe and sound to avoid a blow, the hands of the bowl did not even spill a trace of soup.

Seeing the girl dodging her own blow, the brown haired boy with the stick was surprised. He thought that the girl was lucky enough to dodge, so he turned back again and swept the bowl in the girl's hand with the stick. No matter whether the blow hit the bowl in the girl's hand or not, the girl would be hurt by the stick.