Chapter 255: Great ancestor

It's close to noon. Generally, people rarely choose buns for lunch except for breakfast.
Especially this kind of place is in a special area, and the buns are still sold a lot.
The decoration of the entire store is quite clean, relatively small, and few people.
Leaning against the window in the store, an elderly man sat down, eating a bite of steamed buns and coughing from time to time. There was a cage on the table with a beautiful bird of unknown species.
Qiao Jin walked in, ordered a cage of soup dumplings, and sat at the table next to the old man.
The old man looks ordinary, but he doesn't look kind, and he has a particularly harsh feeling.
It's like the old-fashioned old man at home.
Qiao Jin glanced at him, and he raised his eyes to look at Qiao Jin. Qiao Jin smiled and said: "Old man, if you still cough, too greasy buns are not suitable and bad for your health."
Hearing this, the serious-faced old man laughed and looked a little kind: "You little girl is very interesting, but I am old and so old. If you live in the world, you can enjoy it. , I want to eat a steamed bun now, I have been coughing, and I can't stop this steamed bun."
Qiao Jin nodded: "You are right. People live in this world to enjoy happiness."
At this time, the store came up with a cage of soup dumplings and saw Qiao Jin talking to the old man, and smiled: "Master, this is your granddaughter? She looks so handsome."
The inside and outside of these words show that he is very familiar with the old man, and should come here to eat buns frequently.
The old man smiled and shook his head: "How can I have such a good blessing to have such a beautiful granddaughter, the girl is kind-hearted, and she sees me coughing and eats buns, and tells me that the buns are too greasy and bad for my health."
The store also laughed and laughed: "Little girl, don't worry, our steamed bun oil is all authentic and good oil, and the old man eats plain steamed buns, which is not a problem."
He waved his hand and went to work on his own affairs.
Qiao Jin nodded and started to eat the hot soup dumplings. It was probably Qiao Jin's words that made the old man feel interesting, and he asked: "Isn't going to school now?"
Qiao Jin took a bite of the soup bag, the soup sprinkled out, and the taste was still good, she whispered: "In my sophomore year, there is no class today, I will come out to play."
The old man understood a little: "It hasn't been long since I came to the Imperial City?"
"Yeah." Qiao Jin said with a light smile: "Yes, I am from Huicheng."
"Oh, it's quite far. I got admitted to the university here? What a great kid."
After two sentences, the old man started chatting with her.
After chatting for a few words, Qiao Jin ate two soup dumplings, and said with a smile: "The taste here is really good, no wonder the elderly like you are here too, and they still have to eat if they are not in good health. It is worth it."
"Of course it's worth it!"
The old man laughed loudly: "To be alive is to have fun in time and eat delicious food. For my age, eating these things is a blessing."
"I also agree with the sentence of having fun in time."
Qiao Jin picked up the third soup dumpling. There were only four in this cage, and they were all about the size of a baby's fist.
As she ate, she smiled and looked at the old man: "You can enjoy as much blessing as you are, and it is right to enjoy it in time, but if you are not enjoying your own blessing, you will be punished sooner or later. Are you right, Patriarch? "
The old man who was still smiling had a moment of stagnation in his expression.