Uncle Ru

[Twin Moons Continent, Silver Domain, Celestial Sect, Business Zone]

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"@&#^!&*#...."

The two strode over to the business zone. Along the way, the inner disciples and outer disciples whispered to each other.

She wondered what they were talking about right now because Yang Meili kept talking in her ears and she had no time to pay attention to what people were saying.

"Snow hair, how long are we going to walk? What do you want to eat?" Yang Meili was confused because she has been following Xiu Wanxue for almost twenty minutes, and the two still haven't arrived at the place where they have to eat yet.

"We're almost there." Xiu Wanxue completely ignored Yang Meili's frivolous tone of calling her 'Snow Hair'.

(Several minutes ago.)

Yang Meili picked up a dumpling from a small shop while she was walking leisurely with Xiu Wanxue, and she threw the dumpling into her mouth without caring about her image.

After that, she put one dumpling into Xiu Wanxue's mouth.

Xiu Wanxue "..."

"Senior sister Mei, you forgot to pay for the two dumplings." The male disciple almost kneeled and saluted this ancestor.

Please, do not abuse him like this. He had to earn a spririt stone for practice too. He didn't dare to speak because he was afraid that she would beat him like she usually did.

He was just a handyman who was struggling hard to cultivate and become an outer disciple.

"You're a man; what are you crying for? Isn't it just two dumplings?" Yang Meili scolded fiercely as she threw the disciple a spirit stone before she walked away. She didn't forget to slap his head fiercely.

"May the immortals bless senior sister Mei!" The male disciple wiped his tears gratefully before he even looked at the spirit stone because he was too sad. A spirit stone is good, as long as this ancestor pays him.

(When he called her 'ancestor', he referred her to someone who always made trouble. And he cannot provoke her.)

Xiu Wanxue's lips rose slightly.

Yang Meili was helping this male disciple earn a spirit stone.

Two dumplings were only worth two low-grade spirit stones, yet Yang Meili gave him a medium-grade spirit stone worth 100 low-grade spirit stones.

"Hey, are you the famous twin sister of Xiu Wanxia, Xiu Wanxue?" Yang Meili asked with puzzlement.

"I am." Xiu Wanxue nodded.

"I'll call you Snow Hair from now on." Yang Meili nodded.

"Why?"

"I just want to call like this! What? Do you have a problem with me?"

"....."

(Present time...)

"We've arrived." Xiu Wanxue strode over to an old shop at the corner of the business zone in the Eternal Celestial sect.

"Welcome guests. Ah, Xiao Xue, uncle doesn't expect that you would come here. Sit down here." A plain-looking middle-aged man was making the noodle when he heard the sound of footsteps approaching his old shop.

He was about to greet the guests with enthusiasm when he was surprised to see Xiu Wanxue. He wanted to come and wipe the dust from the table and chair for her, but she stopped him.

"Uncle Ru, how are you doing?" Xiu Wanxue used the dust-cleaning spell as the table and chair turned clean. Her tone was so soft and gentle that Yang Meili was surprised.

This girl has been acting cold, and the expression on her face was plain until now, when she suddenly changed her face.

Yang Meili looked at Uncle Ru up and down. This man's appearance was very plain. Although his skin was white, there were traces of wrinkles on his plain face.

She could see the green blood vessels on his strong hands, which indicated that he was a hard-working person. He was wearing an old robe.

Then she turned to look at the shop. The shop looked small. There are only four chairs and four tables. Although the shop was old, everything here was clean and tidy.

There was only a tiny dust on the table because no one had visited here for a long time.

"I'm doing fine; how about Xiao Xue? Did you eat and sleep well?" Uncle Ru smiled gently as he hurriedly prepared her favorite meal.

He was very committed to making the noodles.

"I'm doing well, uncle Ru." Xiu Wanxue smiled gently; even Yang Meili was dazzled by her smile.

"Senior sister, what do you want to eat?"

"the same as your food." Yang Meili shrugged her shoulders as she sat down on the opposite side of Xiu Wanxue.

"Uncle, this is senior sister Mei; please make another two bowls of noodles, the same as my noodle." Xiu Wanxue told uncle Ru.

"Okay, Xiao Xue, wait a minute." Uncle Ru nodded.

Seven minutes later, an appetizing smell of the noodle floated to Xiu Wanxue and Yang Meili's noses.

"Growl...." Yang Meili's stomach growled. Her charming face was a little red, which added another charm to her.

"Please enjoy the food." Uncle Ru put three bowls of noodles on the table.

"Delicious!" Yang Meili's eyes lit up as she ate the entire bowl of noodles quickly without caring about the heat of the soup.

"Uncle Ru, please sit down with us." Xiu Wanxue invited him.

"You still haven't changed, Xiao Xue." Uncle Ru was helpless with her, but he still sat down next to her to accompany her.

He looked at her lovingly.

After tasting the succulent meat and the noodle, Xiu Wanxue's eyes were wet.

She really missed this taste.

"Eat slowly, Xiao Xue. You'll burn your tongue." Uncle Ru stroked her head gently as he patted her back lightly. He poured her a cup of milk.

"I bought your favorite milk, Xiao Xue." He laughed softly, in a good mood. Xiao Xue likes to eat sweet milk combined with sour fruit. He bought a lot of milk to store, waited for Xiao Xue to show up, and gave her the milk.

The way that he took care of her is more than just what a shop owner should do. He put a few strands of her hair in her ears to avoid her hair falling into the soup.

Xiu Wanxue looked at Uncle Ru's gentleness; she really wanted to cry. She sucked her nose silently and resisted the urge to let her tears fall.

She didn't want to show her weakness to anyone.

Her hands, which were holding the chopsticks, trembled slightly.