I Dumped the Male Lead Before the Apocalypse (MTL)

Chapter 102

Uncle is busy again today.

She stood in front of the hotel, looking at the pedestrians passing by and thinking silently.

"The lady boss, the rice in the shop is almost gone." At this moment, a thin female voice sounded behind her, recalling her thoughts.

She nodded and turned around, "Got it, I'll wait for someone to deliver it."

With that said, she walked into the store and closed the door.

"Madam, what's wrong with you recently, what happened?" The woman got a reply, she should have been at the cashier's office, but after seeing the seriousness of the boss, she paused and followed her , Asked with concern.

The lady boss shook her head, "It's okay, get busy."

"Oh, okay," although the woman still felt strange, she didn't ask much since the lady boss didn't say anything.

Their restaurant is close to a shopping mall, and the location is good. Usually there are many customers coming and going. When it comes to the restaurant at noon, there should be a wave of people.

The woman has to get ready to work.

When the lady boss saw the woman leaving, her expression fell silent.

Seeing my uncle again, it was at noon the next day.

The uncle looked very happy, and always smiled on the quiet face. She hadn't seen him smile so happy for a long time.

She was stunned.

The uncle strode forward and pushed open the door, shouting her nickname twice, seeing that she did not respond and was not angry, but just patted her on the shoulder to make her recover.

Nickname.

Well, my uncle hasn't called her nickname in a long time.

The proprietress felt that today's uncle was particularly good at talking, as if he had returned to childhood, his stunned expression also brought a smile. She opened the door in the middle and asked her uncle to sit in the middle while busy calling the woman to prepare the dishes.

"It's been too busy lately and I don't have time to take a good look at you," Uncle sat in the chair, looking at the slim lady in front of her.

He is older, his hair is almost white, and the wrinkles on his face are obvious when he smiles. It's just that those eyes are still bright, not half cloudy.

As he said, the uncle did not take a good look at her for a long time.

Probably how long it may have been for several years.

"It's all grown so high, I think you're just a kid playing with your phone all day. I didn't expect a blink of an eye. You are so big and you have opened a small restaurant. Alas, time."

Uncle stood up from the chair, he was tall, even if he was older, a little shrunk, but when he stood up, he was still about a head taller than her.

He made gestures with emotion, with emotion.

But I don't know if it was her illusion. I always felt that when my uncle said this sentence, he smiled a lot.

"Okay, let's see how the food is prepared. Today, our uncle and nephew have a good chat."

She wanted to make a fine distinction, but her uncle had waved her hand and let her go out first.

She always listened to her uncle's words, and now he heard him say that, of course, she took her gaze away and walked out of the door.