Baby Alliance: Helping Daddy Get A Rich Mommy Chapter 428


    Chapter 428 The Struggle to Find Noodles


    Selena let out a dejected sigh. “Should we just eat something else?” “We’ll eat noodles!” He held onto


    her hand and led her into a small alley.


    “Where are you taking me? It’s five miles away, isn’t it? Are we going to walk all the way there?” she


    cried. He led her through an intricatework of passages and somehow managed to find a noodle


    store hidden in one of the alleyways. It was a tiny stall set up in a residential area, and it didn’t look like


    a legitimate restaurant. The store was dim and quiet as they looked into it from outside—it didn’t look


    like a nice ce at all.


    “Is this the ce?” Selena asked. “Yeah. Do you have a problem with it?” Pierre asked in return.


    She rubbed her rumbling tummy. “No! Let’s go!” The two of them strode into the shop. A couple ran the


    ce, and one of their children was sitting at the corner of the shop while doing her homework. The


    lady owner was carrying another young child on her back as she walked over to serve them. Selena


    and Pierre could immediately tell that their family of four was struggling to make ends meet—the


    restaurant was probably their sole ie.


    “What would you guys like to eat? We serve homemade noodles here. Would you like to take a look at


    the menu?” Thedy gestured toward a menu hanging on the wall.


    “I’ll have some beef noodles,” Selena said after ncing at the menu.


    “Same for me,” Pierre said as thedy turned toward him. “Alright. Do you guys want anything else?


    We have shrimp, fried chicken, and cabbage as side dishes. Would you like to try some of those?”


    “We’ll have one of each, then.” Selena ordered an unnecessary amount of food.


    “Alright!” Thedy beamed as she hurried off to prepare their food. Once all the orders were served,


    Selena and Pierre’s table was filled with dishes. Fortunately, thedy owner was sensible enough—she


    served them smaller servings of each dish as she thought that they wouldn’t be able to finish their food


    otherwise. Even their beef noodles were smaller than the usual serving size. “Enjoy your meal,” the


    owner said.


    There were barely any customers in the store. Selena and Pierre figured that they could spend their


    time hanging around in the restaurant as they still had an hour to waste before the Civil Affairs Bureau


    was open. The two of them slowly munched on their food while they watched the restaurant owners


    going about with their lives. Thedy owner checked on her elder daughter’s homework once she


    finished cooking, and she then got some snacks to feed her younger child. The male owner didn’t have


    much to do either—he stepped out of the kitchen and sat around as he watched his daughter doing her


    homework. The way their family came together was a heartwarming sight to Selena. She could tell that


    they weren’t locals, and she knew how hard it was for foreigners to settle in a town like this. But I love


    how their whole family is in this together—life might be challenging and tiring for them, but at least


    they’ll be energized by the support they get from their own family.


    “What is it? Do you want to start a noodle restaurant yourself?” Selena had been zoning out as she


    watched the family, and she only snapped out of her daze when Pierre spoke to her.


    “That’s exactly what I’m thinking about.” She gave him a side-eye. Finally, she epted the fact that


    she would never get the chance to experience the joy and happiness of being a regr person—she


    knew that she would have to live in fear for the rest of her life. It’s okay. I’ll still do my best to protect our


    family while waiting for Pierre toe home to us.


    After they finished their meal, thedy owner came over to give them the bill. “It’s a total of 33, but you


    can just give me 30.”N?velDrama.Org content rights.


    “That doesn’t sound right. Did you miss out on something? How could it only be 30?” Selena nced at


    the prices on the menu—it was evident that thedy had miscalcted and charged them a lower


    price.


    “No, I didn’t. I only charged you half the price of the items since I gave you small servings. You can just


    come back for a meal in the future if you enjoyed your food today,” the owner replied.


    Selena paid through her phone before they left the store. As they stepped out onto the street, Selena


    turned around to address thedy owner once more. “Madam, do you know if there are any other


    noodle stores around the Civil Affairs Bureau?”


    “No. We’re the only ones around. Most of the people who go to the Civil Affairs Bureau are there to


    register for their marriage, and many of them would want to eat noodles after that to ensure that their


    rtionshipsst for a long time. However, we simply don’t have enough money to rent a store that’s


    any closer to the bureau, so we had to open it here instead. All we can do is hope that those whoe


    over to get married might hear of our store.”