Chi Yangyang hadn't come to this store for a few days, and suddenly saw a familiar signboard, a familiar shop, and a familiar small dining table. In a trance, she seemed to see Grandpa Chi sitting at the small table at the door, eating him My favorite beef dumplings.

Beef dumplings can be eaten everywhere, but Grandpa Chi loves this one. Chi Yangyang has eaten it too, and he doesn't think their taste is so special. Grandpa Chi always says that she doesn't understand. She didn't know what she should know before.

At this moment, Chi Yangyang seems to understand that what the old man eats is not dumplings, but a kind of feeling. "Boy Jin, Yangyang, you are here." It was already past meal time, and there was no long queue outside the store, but the store was still full of customers. Seeing an acquaintance immediately smile and say hello