"Dad, do you want to eat noodles?"
Su Xiaoxiao's voice pulled Father Su back to his senses.
He looked at Xiaohu in his arms, then at Erhu, who was being carried by Su Ergou, and Dahu, who was being held by Su Xiaoxiao. "What do you want to eat?"
"Noodles," Xiaohu said.
Erhu and Dahu had no objections.
Physician Fu and Su Ergou only needed to fill their stomachs. One of them was so tired that he had no taste buds, and the other couldn't wait to eat.
The group entered the noodle shop and found a big table facing the street in the lobby to sit down at.
The waiter came over and asked them what they wanted to eat.
Su Xiaoxiao asked him to recommend one or two.
The waiter was very enthusiastic. "From your accents, you just came from elsewhere, right? Then you have to try our braised noodles! In addition, we've been selling our tofu pudding for decades. You can try them."
