The young man clamped his hands over his ears.
"Stop it, stop it, stop it..."
The young man, sensing something, turned and saw Madam Xiao looking at him with concern.
"Are you all right, sir?"
She had just come over with a tray when she heard the young man shout. She had nearly been startled enough to drop it.
The other customers had also turned to look.
Some had even stood up, wanting to come over and see what was wrong.
Madam Xiao glanced at the young man, who was hunched over the table with his hands over his ears, then turned and shook her head at the customers who were approaching.
"Sorry."
"Please return to your seats."
"Leave this to me."
"I'm very sorry."
Xiao Grandmother went over and gently persuaded the customers to return to their seats.
Madam Xiao smiled at Xiao Grandmother.
Xiao Grandmother glanced toward the booth behind the screen and gestured that Madam Xiao could handle this.
Madam Xiao nodded in understanding.
Naturally, if a customer had a problem in the teahouse, she hoped to help as much as she could.
Still, it was rare for a young man to come to a teahouse...
Had something happened that made him come here?
Madam Xiao suddenly found the young man rather endearing.
Most young people would drown their sorrows in alcohol and prefer going to bars or restaurants. She had never before seen anyone come to a teahouse to vent...
But even if he had a reason, he couldn't inconvenience the other customers.
Madam Xiao walked over.
She set down the tray.
Then she nudged the young man.
Unless she spoke louder than he was shouting, he probably wouldn't hear her.
It would be easier to get his attention by "touching" him.
Madam Xiao