On Wednesday morning, on the fourth floor of high tech shopping mall.

"Brother song, Chen Hualong didn't do anything. He found us such a big place. When did he become a living Lei Feng?" Chen Ming doesn't understand.

Yang Song strolled a few steps, looked at the elevator directly opposite the booth and smiled.

"There are a lot of empty areas on the fourth floor, and our snack cart doesn't take up space. It's amazing that you have such a large platform for us alone. Your uncle really hurts you."

The shopping mall is oval. The connecting part between the two sides of the ring is enough to hold ten sports cars, but now they are all empty for Yang Song and Chen Ming.

Meng Shihan said, "when guests come up from the elevator, our barbecue stand is facing them. This is a good location, but why is your cousin so kind? I always feel cheated."

Chen Ming nodded: "I think so, too."

Yang Song laughs and laughs, but he doesn't explain to them that what you think is right.

"Don't think too much. Get ready. Our snack truck is back in the Jianghu. It's a good feeling to have not seen you for a long time, ha ha ha!"

At the beginning, Yang Song took the first step of the king of Kitchen God with a snack car.

The snack cart was the beginning of his fortune.

"I really miss the extraordinary years of the past."

Chen Ming also thinks of the days when he was looking for Yang Song in the university food street every day.

"At that time, brother song, you pushed the snack cart and always changed places. The short business hours every day were pitiful, and there were some wonderful reasons for asking for leave from time to time. In order to eat your kebabs, I dedicated my wisdom and enthusiasm all my life."

Yang Song rubbed his arm. "Sure enough, goose bumps."

Meng Shihan also smiled and said, "at that time, I was still your landlord, thinking about how to be your person every day."

Yang Song: "how do I remember you treating me like a hooligan?"

"That was the first time. It was a misunderstanding." Meng Shihan said, "after getting along, I wanted to leave you in my house forever. I was embarrassed to speak, so I thought of all kinds of ways to hint at you."

Yang Song: "is there such a thing? Why don't I know?"

"I wear different pajamas in the living room every day. There are 23 sets of pajamas, from pure to charming. The door of my bedroom has never been locked. When I took a bath, I even opened the door of the bathroom and asked you to send me a bath towel. What about you? You sent the bath towel back to your room to sleep!"

Meng Shihan mentioned the past and pinched the soft meat on Yang Song's waist with a tender white hand. As a result, Yang Song practiced her figure so well that she didn't have any fat on her waist. She pinched it several times and didn't hold it. She directly put her hand into his clothes and pressed the meat.

"Another time, I changed my hollowed out pajamas. The whole body's clothes didn't weigh a kilogram. I drank wine and slept on the sofa, waiting for you to do whatever you want. What happened to you?"

Meng Shihan was the most frustrated about this matter.

Yang Song: "I seem to have covered you with a blanket."

Meng Shihan was so angry that he bit Yang Song's shoulder: "are you covering a blanket? You wrapped my head and feet directly! When I woke up, everything was wrapped tightly except my hair. Yang Song, you're humiliating me!"

Living under the same roof, Meng Da Mei tried her best. Yang songleng was very frustrated.

"It's all over. It's all over. When guests come, get down to business first." Yang Song rescued herself and washed her hands with the water pipe on. She was innocent: so she liked me at that time? I don't know. I also endured very hard. I was also a victim.

The mall opens at nine. It's ten thirty and there are few people.

Yang Song and Chen Ming stood at the fence and looked over.

"Except for a few old people with children coming to rub the air conditioner, there is no one else." Chen Ming is very depressed.

There are more salesmen than guests in the mall.

"Nephew, the first day of business in the mall, uncle, I wish you a prosperous business, a wide range of wealth and good luck!" Chen Hualong even sent a flower basket to see the excitement.

The most bastard, the flower basket he sent was actually a chrysanthemum flower basket, which was clearly for the dead.

"Why don't you see the student sister in your store?"

"The scenery in the suburbs is so good. Why don't you take her out?"

"You two men only bring a beauty. Is that enough?"

Chen Ming was so angry that he rushed to beat Chen Hualong and was stopped by Yang Song: "the reason why a bitch is a bitch is that she has a thief's heart but no thief's courage. Wiping the camera so bright is to stretch out her face and be beaten. Chen Hualong, are you a dragon or a toad?"

"What are you talking about?" Chen Hualong hates it. He is a dragon. Among people, dragon and Phoenix should take off in the sky. Those people in the village gave him a nickname called toad. Since he came back from abroad, no one has called him that for many years. Unexpectedly, he was exposed by Yang Song.

"Say you are a toad, the one who wants to eat swan meat." Yang Song said with a smile.

Bitch, don't be angry, or you'll fall into the trap.

The more Yang Song didn't care, the more angry Chen Hualong was: "I'll show you what the king's anger is today, I......"

Yang Song calmly pointed to the camera: "don't hit people, keep your demeanor and elegance, and be a noble aristocrat."

Originally, so many cameras were specially installed to take Chen Ming's handle. Now, unexpectedly, Chen Hualong limited himself. Chen Hualong stuck in his heart and couldn't get up or down.

"You wait for me!"

"Who won't? Think you're a gray wolf? You'll come back!" Chen Ming mended the knife smoothly.

Chen Hualong was so angry that he fell down. The light can be seen on the floor.

"It hurts!" Chen Ming smiles.

Yang Song slapped Chen Ming: "you have no eyesight. Why don't you help your cousin up? You can wrestle on the flat ground. You must be old and have a bad kidney. You have to take him to the hospital."

Chen Ming immediately came and trotted over: "my dear uncle, my nephew has come to help you. Your kidney is bad. Don't move."

"Don't come here!" Chen Hualong stood up abruptly: "get out of here, both of you!"

With that, he didn't care about the pain and rolled very fast.

Chen Ming takes revenge and is in a beautiful mood.

"If you can't find fault, you'll be trampled on. Your uncle won't give up. We have to set up a stall here for a few days. We can't let him make trouble." Yang Songdao.

"What about that?"

"Anyway, it's all right now. Let's go out for a walk."

When Meng Shihan stayed to see the booth, Yang Song and Chen Ming said they were going to the bathroom.

The advantage of the suburbs is that there are fewer people and not so many cameras.

Chen Hualong, who ran out of the mall in a puff, was so tired that he lay on the ground and punched hard at the air.

"Yang Song, Chen Ming, you two bitches, garbage and maggots, I will not let you go. I'll throw you into the evolution septic tank, asshole, ouch..."

A sack fell from the sky and covered Chen Hualong.