"A few uncles, looking at you like this, are you also here to open the mountain? So what... If a few people taste the noodles of my small stall and there is nowhere to eat in it, they will come to me to rest... Don't worry, there will be enough tea pipes, and no money!"

"Open the mountain?" Feng Chenglin was taken aback, looking at Dingmiao: "What opened the mountain?"

Dingmiao picked some noodles: "If you can't open the mountain, it has nothing to do with us. Why do you ask so much?"

It seemed that he didn't want to mention anything about the past.

Xiao Er from the shop wanted to win over a few guests, and he was a lot more diligent: "This is the opening of the mountain, it is the time of one year to open the mine, and it will be hosted by the head of the Lijiazhai!"

Zhou Yan frowned: "This mine...does it need to pick a day?"

"Of course it is necessary! This mine is opened for half a year and recuperated for half a year... Every year, the opening ceremony and closing ceremony are held. You are here just right. Tomorrow is the day when the mountains are opened. It's bustling!"

"Why do you want to recuperate?" Feng Chenglin bit the noodles and was vague: "Does the man want to recuperate or the mountain wants to recuperate?"

"This eldest brother is really joking. Of course, the mountain is going to recuperate... This person is the least valuable to Li Family Village!"

When the guests came, the shop Xiaoer greeted them graciously.

Zhou Yan and Feng Chenglin looked at Dingmiao with four eyes.

The meaning is self-evident.

Dingmiao's face was dark: "We just ate, left, and passed by. Why should we ask so clearly?"

"but"

"Fatty!" Ling Luoyu suppressed Feng Chenglin: "Eat, eat, let's go!"

Dingmiao is not that kind of hypocritical person.

He didn't say, it must be because the memory of this place was too deep.

This depth does not have to be painful.

It can also be brilliant and happy.

In the memory, once happiness is also an unspeakable pain.

Feng Chenglin and Zhou Yan both bowed their heads, just glanced at each other and ate noodles tacitly.

Dingmiao took a bite of noodles, really not knowing what it was like, and sighed and put down his chopsticks, staring at the noodles in a daze.

The others didn't bother him. They ate a bowl of noodles and asked for another bowl of tea. They sat quietly without speaking. The three of them looked at Dingmiao with six eyes.

Dingmiao seems to be unaware, only looking at noodles, not eating.

Xiao Er greeted the other guests and came over.

Looking at the appearance of Dingmiao, frowned: "Guest, is it that my side does not suit your appetite? Or, I will give you another bowl?"

"No, I can't eat..."

Dingmiao pushed his face away, only to find that the other three people were looking at him.

The back became stiff and he sat up straight: "You... have all eaten?"

The three nodded and did not speak.

"Then...you don't call me either?!"

All three of them raised their eyebrows with different eyes.

Dingmiao suddenly realized that there was a problem with his words: "No, I mean, if you finish eating, let's hurry..."

"We've finished eating, haven't you still?" Fengcheng Lin Nu said, "We didn't dare to bother seeing you are studying this bowl of noodles, how about? Are we finished? Can we go now? "

"Walk, of course..." Dingmiao got up, took a step, then paused, and turned his head: "Well, wait for me a while, wait for me to eat bowl of noodles, I feel a little hungry."

The three sat down again and quietly admired the noodles at Dingmiao.