"Is there a hotel here?" Zhou Ya looks at some remote alleys and wonders.

"of course, when I was a child, my parents often brought me to eat together. Later, when I grew up, I made it at home when I was sensible, and I didn't quarrel with my parents to bring me to eat any more." Huang Xiaoxiang recalled.

"can you have spicy food?" Huang Xiaoxiang brings Zhou ya to a family where he comes to make a string of joss sticks.

"yes, I can." Zhou Ya looks at everything in the shop curiously.

"that's good, two bosses." Huang Xiaoxiang said to the busy boss.

it's lunch time. There...