Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

Late at night, a sudden rain came quietly.

Song Yan was awakened by the sound of dripping rain. He fumbled out of bed, picked up the oil paper, and carefully covered the newly built bread oven to prevent it from getting wet by the rain.

In the early morning, the rain had stopped. After he had breakfast, he carried Yaya, who had just woken up, to the outer room.

Yaya is already four months old and has already learned to roll over. She raised her little feet and swung them gently in the air, and soon she turned over flexibly and lay on the bed.

Song Yan clapped her hands like a seal and said, "Wow, our Yaya is really amazing."

"Yeah~Yeah~"

Seeing such an energetic Yaya, Song Yan's eyes became gentle. He believed that his little girl would grow up healthily instead of becoming the green tea supporting actress who was always sickly in novels.

"Brother." Erya came back from picking mulberry leaves outside. She put down her backpack and told Song Yan a piece of news in a mysterious tone.

Zhang Dashan is crazy.

Song Yan was slightly startled, then she remembered who Zhang Dashan was, and asked in confusion: "Why is he crazy?"

Erya shook her head and said, "I don't know. I heard someone say that it was caused by evil spirits."

Song Yan frowned: "Don't always believe these nonsense. There are people out there who say that I am a three-meter-tall ghost-faced fang. Do you believe it too?"

Erya said awkwardly: "I didn't say that, they just exaggerated it."

"Okay, stop listening to the nonsense of those uncles and aunts. Why don't you learn a few more words when you have time?" Song Yan taught her.

"Oh, I have to go feed the sheep." Erya hurriedly picked up the backpack and hurried out.

In the end, no one knew why Zhang Dashan went crazy. According to his neighbor Quanzi, when he got up at night, he saw Zhang Dashan go out with a few strangers.

Dashan's mother felt more and more that her son was possessed by evil spirits. She began to burn incense and pray to Buddha, and even invited a fortune teller from the town. She gave him magic water for several days, but it was of no use.

Zhang Dashan made a lot of noise at home day and night, especially late at night, when he suddenly burst into a roar, waking up the neighbors around him.

There have been several quarrels among the neighbors because of this, but it's no use. What can you do with a madman?

The matter escalated in the village, but Song Yan had no ties with Zhang Dashan's family, so no matter how much trouble he caused, it would not affect him.

As time went by, the target of villagers' gossip shifted from Zhang Dashan to another person.

It rained lightly for several days in a row, so Song Yan didn't go anywhere and just stayed at home playing with Yaya.

That day, Uncle Niu came to him and told him that the bed had been brushed with tung oil and was now dry and could be used, so he asked him to come and move the bed back.

"Okay, I'll get someone to move the bed."

Song Yan was just about to go out and call Brother Shitou from Uncle Dazhu's family to come over for help, when she suddenly saw a man in white standing in front of the door.

Song Yan paused, and after seeing who it was, he asked in surprise, "Shu Changyu?!"

Because it had just rained, the ground was wet, and a corner of Shu Changyu's clothes was soaked by the rain.

Song Yan grabbed the door, a strange emotion flashed across his eyes, and after a long while, he asked, "Why are you here?"

Shu Changyu's voice was a bit dull and lazy: "I'm going to the town, and I'll come to see Gousheng on the way."

When mentioning "Gousheng", his tone seemed a little unnatural, as if he was still not used to this ugly name.

Obviously, Xiaoli Village is closer to the town, so there is no such thing as being on the way. However, Song Yan did not expose him, but shouted into the house: "Gousheng, your mother's family is here to see you."

Gousheng was playing with Song Yan's straw sandals. When he heard someone calling him, he immediately ran out of the house like a gust of wind.

In half a month, Gousheng gained weight again and he no longer remembered Shu Changyu. When he saw a stranger, he barked at him twice in a fierce and cute way.

Shu Changyu lowered his head slightly and glanced over coldly. Gousheng immediately tucked his tail between his legs, let out a "woof", and rubbed the tip of his shoe flatteringly.

Song Yan laughed in anger. This useless boy was not as powerful as his mother. He bent down and picked up Gousheng, saying with a hint of disdain, "Go back to the house quickly, don't embarrass yourself here."

After Song Yan drove Gou Sheng into the house, she gently patted the dog's hair on her hands. Seeing Shu Changyu still standing at the door, she tentatively invited him, "Would you like to come in and sit down?"

Shu Changyu lowered his eyes slightly and said calmly, "Okay."

Song Yan took him into the kitchen. Although the kitchen was small, at least there was a table and chairs. There was only one bed in the room and things were placed in a mess. Song Yan still wanted to save some face. Besides, it was not appropriate to invite a girl into the house.

"Please sit for a while, I'll make some tea." Song Yan said, and then washed her hands, took out her treasured Longjing tea leaves, brewed a pot of fragrant tea, and poured a cup for Shu Changyu first.

Shu Changyu gently held the teacup with one hand, his facial features appearing hazy and soft in the hot steam rising from the cup.

Song Yan sat opposite him and asked hesitantly, "Your injury should be fine now, right?"

"Yeah." Shu Changyu responded, looking a little gloomy. He usually spoke little, and today he was even more frugal with his words.

The two hadn't seen each other for more than half a month, and seemed to have become a little unfamiliar with each other again, as if they had returned to the awkwardness when they first met, and they didn't know what to say for a moment.

The two of them were speechless until Erlin came over and asked, "Brother, didn't you go to find Brother Shitou?"

At this time, Song Yan remembered that he still had important things to do.

Erlin walked into the kitchen and found that there were guests.

The last time Shu Changyu came here was when he sent the injured Song Yan home.

At that time, Erlin was only concerned about Song Yan's injuries and did not notice Shu Changyu. In addition, it was late at night and his vision was blurry, so he could not see the appearance of several people clearly, so he did not recognize Shu Changyu at this time.

Song Yan was about to introduce: "This is the friend who sent me back last time, you can call him..."

Having said that, he hesitated for a moment, unsure how to let Erlin address Shu Changyu.

If I called her "Sister Shu", I'm afraid Shu Changyu would get angry on the spot.

Shu Changyu said at this time: "Just call me Fourth Brother Shu."

Erlin did not show any doubt about Shu Changyu's gender. He bowed respectfully to Shu Changyu and said, "Fourth Brother Shu, I am really grateful to you for sending my eldest brother home last time."

Shu Changyu responded calmly: "No need to mention it again, you already thanked me last time."

Then he turned to Song Yan and asked, "Do you have anything else to say?"

Song Yan replied: "Nothing special, just went to Uncle Niu's house across the street to bring back the custom-made bed."

Shu Changyu stood up and looked back at Song Yan: "What are you still standing there for?"

Song Yan was a little slow to understand what he meant. The two of them were going to move the bed?

"You see, the two of us really can't move it." Song Yan said, pointing at the 1.5-meter-tall bunk bed in front of them.

Shu Changyu glanced at him and said, "Tear down the bed."

Song Yan was stunned: "Did it get demolished?"

Shu Changyu said: "If you don't tear it down, I can't even get into your house."

Song Yan thought about the door of his own house and realized that it was true.

He turned to Uncle Niu and asked, "Uncle, can this bed be disassembled? Can we move it to my room and put it back together?"

Uncle Niu became a little reserved when he saw that there were outsiders present: "Okay, but it will take some effort."

Song Yan said: "Then I'll trouble you to help me dismantle it."

It would take some time to dismantle the bed, so Song Yan and Shu Changyu went outside to wait.

The atmosphere fell into a strange silence again. After a while, Song Yan tried to break the silence: "By the way, did you receive the croissant that Brother He sent you a few days ago?"

Shu Changyu was about to answer when he suddenly felt an itch in his throat. He covered his mouth and began to cough. He coughed so hard that even the corners of his eyes turned red.

Song Yan couldn't help but asked anxiously: "Shu Changyu, are you sick?"