chapter 49 Eat noodle

Waiting to die is definitely the most terrifying thing in the world. On the battlefield, a bullet was shot into the head, and he was dead. But at this moment in the Yang Mansion hall, dozens of people were kneeling on the ground, listening to names being called out one by one, welcoming death. For the living, it was simply unbearable suffering. As Humphrey Han stepped out of the hall, Cora Ye and Claude Xing kept calling the names of three people. The remaining people couldn't bear it anymore, and they broke down and shouted. "Stop naming us one by one. If you can, just kill us all!" "Kill me! Kill me now! Please!" "I don't want to die! I don't want to die!" "I am innocent!" Every hoarse voice made Qin Linxi tremble all over. www.biqubao.com Qin Linxi couldn't help but want to look back, but Humphrey Han held her hand: "Don't look, I want you to accompany me to eat green onion noodles at Dongze Alley in a while. If you look too much, I'm afraid you'll lose your appetite." Qin Linxi nodded, hummed, resisted the desire to look back, and asked: "After so many years, do you still want to eat the chopped green onion noodles there?" "I often miss the taste of my hometown."Humphrey Han smiled lightly. Over the years in The north War Zone, he has eaten a lot of northern noodles. There are many kinds of northern noodles, and their tastes are all different. But occasionally, he still thinks of the green onion noodles at Dongze Lane in Linyi City. When he was a boy, he, Qin Linxi and several other good friends would often eat a steaming bowl of chopped green onion noodles there. Seeing how handsome he was, the shop owner’s wife would give him a poached egg for free every time. Returning to Linyi City at this time, smelling the salty and humid air unique to this city, many memories of his youth flooded into his mind. In his hometown where things are different and people are different, he can find the places and tastes in his memories. For him, it can be said that It's a blessing. When you come to the Grand Hyatt, don’t rush over to the hotel. Dongze Lane is right between the two places, so it’s perfect to have a bowl of noodles on the way. As soon as Humphrey Han walked out of the hall door, he saw a young woman running in front of him. The young woman was somewhat similar to the Yang father and son. She was Ingemar Yang's youngest daughter, Hanna Yang. Because Hanna Yang had a disagreement with his father and brother, he was expelled and was not allowed to interfere with family affairs. Unexpectedly, he learned the bad news not long after he left. At this time, when he came to the door of the hall and saw the Shura-like scene inside, Hanna Yang covered his mouth, tears streaming down his face. "Dad! Brother!"Hanna Yang cried and wanted to go in, but was blocked by Zunwei. In the hall, the trial is still in progress. As names came out of Cora Ye mouth one by one, the people who had been scolding Fang Qiu a moment ago began to lose their minds. Seeing the scene in the hall, Hanna Yang was heartbroken, broke away from Zunwei's control, blocked Humphrey Han's way, and knelt at Humphrey Han's feet. "Please, let my father and the others go!" She begged with tears on her face. Humphrey Han was condescending, looking at Hanna Yang indifferently, and said in a cold voice: "Get out of the way." Hanna Yang retreated and asked Qin Linxi for help: "Miss Qin, we had dinner together. Please help me beg for mercy, please!" Qin Linxi couldn't bear it and held Humphrey Han's hand: "Jiulin..." Humphrey Han shook his head lightly and said indifferently: "None of the sinners of the Yang family can survive today. Miss Yang, whether you blame me or hate me, your father and the others brought this on themselves. The cycle of nature brings unfavorable retribution. After my brother and father were killed last year, the Yang family celebrated with a toast. If we had known today, why bother in the beginning? " After saying this, Humphrey Han turned around, bypassed Hanna Yang, and walked towards the door. Hanna Yang turned around and shouted with red eyes: "Then you kill me too! If you kill my whole family, if I don't die, I will definitely try my best to avenge you!" Humphrey Han didn't look back. He waved his hand and said quietly: "If you want to die, just commit suicide. If you want revenge, I'll be waiting for you at any time." "When will the injustice be repaid?"Les Qin felt this and sighed. Humphrey Han stood tall and straight, walked steadily, and his heart was as solid as a rock. He said coldly: "This is just the beginning." After leaving Yang Mansion, Humphrey Han asked Les Qin to leave alone, while he drove Qin Linxi to the noodle shop in his memory at the entrance of Dongze Alley - Jingyu Noodle House. Jingyu Noodle House has been open in Dongze Alley for more than thirty years, and it is a memory of two generations. The shop owners are still the same couple in their memory. They haven't seen each other for seven years. They have added hair on their heads, but their voices and appearance have not changed much from before. The small shop with only four or five dining tables is filled with warmth. There happened to be an empty table in the shop. Humphrey Han lifted his clothes and sat down. He smiled slightly and said, "Boss, two bowls of noodles." "Okay!" The shop owner responded angrily, and quickly brought out two steaming bowls of chopped green onion noodles. Compared with the noodles in the south, Linyi City's scallion noodles are much duller, but Humphrey Han is still keen on it. The fresh and thick soup stock, chewy noodles, green scallions, and a tender poached egg are enough to whet your appetite. Picking up the chopsticks, she and Qin Linxi looked at each other, each showed a knowing smile, and started eating together. Humphrey Han's aura was so dazzling that even if he was just eating a bowl of noodles in a low-key manner, he still attracted the attention of the entire noodle shop. The shop owner's wife recognized Humphrey Han, rubbed her eyes, and was immediately amazed. The handsome young man back then has not been seen for many years. Now he is not only still handsome, but also has a strong masculine and heroic aura! Brilliant and heroic, unparalleled in the world! With a happy heart and a rosy face, the charming landlady cooked two more poached eggs, placed them in a small bowl filled with half a bowl of broth, and brought them to Humphrey Han and Qin Linxi. "Auntie, I'll add an egg to you, it's delicious!" Humphrey Han raised his head and smiled: "Auntie, you recognize me." The landlady said with emotion: "Who can look at a young man like you and never forget him for the rest of his life?" "Aren't you afraid that my uncle will be jealous?"Humphrey Han shook his head and laughed. The noodle shop owner smiled without any grudge. The landlady covered her mouth and laughed: "What are you talking about, kid? I've always imagined that you could be my son-in-law." Humphrey Han was slightly startled and said slowly: "Actually, I have a brother, and he has always wanted to be your son-in-law." "Your brother?" The landlady blinked. At this time, several more customers came in at the door. She put this problem behind her and hurried over to greet the guests. Humphrey Han, on the other hand, forgot to use his chopsticks for a moment, his eyes flashing in reminiscence. Ten years ago, Humphrey Han, Qin Linxi, and one of Humphrey Han's best friends, Wu Zifan, passed by Dongze Alley for the first time and saw a young girl of the same age peeling onions at the door of the noodle shop. The young girl is Jiang Wenwen, the daughter of the noodle shop owner. Since then, every now and then, Wu Zifan would suggest that everyone go to Dongze Lane to eat noodles every time it was time for dinner. Wu Zifan is a drunkard who does not care about drinking. Humphrey Han has developed a hobby of coming here to eat noodles. Thinking of this, Humphrey Han looked at Qin Linxi and asked, "Do you know how Zifan has been these past few years?" Qin Linxi pondered for a moment, then sighed quietly and said, "Zifan is in jail." "Going to jail?"Humphrey Han eyes flashed with cold light, he put down his chopsticks, and said in a deep voice, "For what?"