Big Brother's Little Sheep

Unlike Yang Zhen, Yu Xin has a deep affection for Desheng Street.

Desheng Street is Yu Xin's site. He has lived here since he was a child, and now he has to watch it disappear and become a new construction site in the city, which makes him very uncomfortable.

Between the demolition money and the house, Yu Xin chose the latter.The house is on the other side of the city, far away from here, and also far away from Yang Zhen's home.

Most of the people on Desheng Street had signed. Yu Xin wandered around the street twice, and when he walked into the neighborhood committee, there was only the last contract left.

Yu Xin was the last one to sign.

He had a sense of absurdity: it seemed that he, who was signing the pledge right now, had sold this bustling old street.

Qi Po was selling cardboard boxes on the street, and her grandson was drinking a can of Fanta. When she saw Yu Xin coming over, she waved to him happily: "Brother Xin!"

Half of the people on Desheng Street chose resettlement housing, such as Yu Xin, and half of the people chose demolition funds, such as Qipo.Qi Po only has such a grandson, and she is too old, even if she chooses a resettlement house, she cannot afford to hand over the remaining 10,000+ house payment.

"When will you go back to the countryside?" Yu Xin asked her.

"The day after tomorrow." Qi Po counted and counted the money she got from selling the cardboard boxes, and it happened to be ten yuan.She stuffed it into Yu Xin's hand.

Yu Xin was stunned for a while: "What do you mean?"

"The last protection fee." Qi Po said with a smile, "Qi Po is so old, it won't be easy to get it back to the countryside. I won't have a chance to see you in the future, Xinzi."

Yu Xin sent Qi Po and her grandson away, squatting on the street corner to smoke.He thought about Qi Po's words several times, sniffed his nose and wiped his eyes.

He always seems powerless, no matter who he faces.

After smoking half a pack of cigarettes, he got up and left Desheng Street.Most of the shops on the street were closed, and those that were still open were packing up their things.When he was about to reach the intersection, he saw a car parked outside, and Yang Zhen was standing by the side of the car, frowning and looking at his phone.

He didn't expect Yang Zhen to come over.Qiao Qiao went to take the second test today, and Yu Binbin accompanied her.Yu Xin was full of sorrow and unspeakable sadness, and he didn't know who to share with——Yang Zhen was not in his consideration, but Yang Zhen came.

Yu Xin stood there blankly for a while and couldn't hold it back, walking towards Yang Zhen with a little joy.

Yang Zhen took the car back, and there were two business cards of the car repair shop on the front of the car.Yu Xin picked it up to look at it, and said to Yang Zhen, "So it's here. You said earlier, I know the boss, so I can give you a discount."

"I'm the top VIP customer of this store, so it doesn't matter what you do." Yang Zhen handed him a bottle of water, "Signed?"

"Signed." Yu Xin gulped down half a bottle of mineral water, "Let's go."

Yang Zhen didn't drive. Instead, he closed the window and turned on the air conditioner, and stretched out his hand to slightly adjust the air outlet in front of Yu Xin to prevent the cool wind from directly blowing on Yu Xin.

"Did you ask for the house or the money?" He asked Yu Xin, "You really don't intend to tell me?"

Yu Xin was a little nervous.He really didn't intend to tell Yang Zhen about his house, but since he asked out all the questions, he wouldn't be honest if he didn't answer.

"I asked for a house, but the one on Changxing Road has not yet handed over the house."

Yang Zhen nodded: "How old is it?"

"More than 100 square meters, it's not very big." Yu Xin thought, compared with your house.

Yang Zhen looked calm, unable to tell whether he was happy or unhappy: "Yu Xin, if I don't ask you, are you not going to tell me these things?"

Yu Xin was so thirsty that she drank a bottle of water between her words.

"How come?" He lied, "It's not settled yet, so I can't tell you."

Yang Zhen didn't seem to believe it. After a moment of silence, he asked him: "Can I afford it? Shall I confess with you?"

Yu Xin squeezed the water bottle: "No need, I have money."

Yang Zhen looked at him suspiciously.

Yu Xin: "Really, I have money."

Yang Zhen was full of suspicion: "If you are so rich, why not treat me to dinner tonight?"

Yu Xin told Yang Zhen about the incident on Desheng Street.

When Yang Zhen was living on Desheng Street, Yu Xin hadn't moved here yet.When they were young, they only met each other for a short year in Desheng Street and elementary school, and during that year, because Yang Zhen didn't go out much, he didn't have much contact with Yu Xin except in class.

One of the advantages of the old street is that there are not many changes that it can bear, so many places and many personnel remain unchanged for a long time.

In the old dormitory area of ​​the Water Conservancy Bureau, there is a basketball court that is not used by anyone. On the side of the court, there is a sheep’s foot beetle that blooms with white flowers every spring; nursery rhymes and songs are heard every day in the kindergarten affiliated to the Water Conservancy Bureau, and every afternoon the kindergarten There will always be small-scale traffic jams at the door; the fish in the convenience market is always more than one yuan cheaper than the supermarket next door, but the eggs in the supermarket are always [-] cents less than those in the convenience market... At the time when Yu Xin and Yang Zhen briefly overlapped A year later, they passed by almost everywhere on Desheng Street in the same way.

The two were still talking about the past, but for some reason, they talked about "eating" again.

"Do you know how Uncle Liu's duck sauce is made?" Yu Xin asked Yang Zhen while eating the roast duck, "He said the secret is lemon, but I tried it, and it doesn't look like it."

"He refused to tell." Yang Zhen ate a piece of roast duck, "This is his unique secret recipe, it is impossible to tell you."

Yu Xin also ate a piece of roast duck, squinted her eyes and chewed for a long time: "Oh, Uncle Six's roast duck is still delicious."

On this issue, Yang Zhen was uncommonly consistent with him.

Liushu Roasted Duck and Yangji Chicken Shop in Desheng Street have comparable status, and because there is no business fault in the middle, Liushu Roasted Duck is more stable than Yangji Chicken, so it is more popular.

Uncle Liu's roast ducks are in limited supply, dozens of ducks per day, and each person can only buy one at most.The feathers of the roasted duck are not removed with asphalt like the shops outside, but are pulled out one by one by hand. The scene of plucking the feathers is at the back door of the roast duck shop, and people who pass by can watch at will to prove that his roast duck clean and hygienic.But the roasting process is very confidential, and it is done in the small yard of Uncle Liu's house. Except for Uncle Liu's son and grandson, no one else can watch it.The best roasted duck sauce in his house is even more expensive, a palm-sized plastic box tightly sealed with a box of translucent light brown sauce.Tear off the film on the box, and the aroma of the sauce itself rushes out.

"It tastes better when heated." Yu Xin smacked her lips, "Sixth Uncle is too stingy, one serving of roast duck comes with one box, and I can't ask for more."

Yang Zhen stared at Yu Xin with great interest, while recalling the taste of the roasted duck sauce he had eaten in his heart.

Lemon is a must.But besides the lemon, Yang Zhen remembered telling him: there is also tangerine peel in it.

The original sauce is as plain as all duck sauces, but with the addition of lemon and tangerine peel, the refreshing taste comes out immediately.Lemon promotes body fluid, tangerine peel removes greasy, Yang Zhen pondered for several days, and finally made a very similar roasted duck sauce.

Uncle Six is ​​renovating a new shop on the other side of the city, and there is no roast duck yet. Yang Zhen traveled more than half of the city, and bought a crispy roast duck that tastes good, and excitedly brought it home for Yu Xin to try.

Yu Xin slept for a whole afternoon, and when she was woken up by Yang Zhen, she was still in a daze, not knowing when it was going to be.

If you take a nap for too long, once you wake up, you will always feel in a trance that you cannot return to.Yu Xin sat on the bed blankly, and saw several large green lemons growing in the yard outside the window. Long and thin shadows are left in the setting sun.

Seeing that he was not energetic, Yang Zhen simply brought up the food.

When Yu Xin saw the duck sauce, she was a little moved.

In addition to being moved, he also felt very surprised: he felt that if he agreed to come and live with Yang Zhen, he basically fulfilled Yang Zhen's wish.He thinks that Yang Zhen should be satisfied, and he shouldn't be so attentive, but Yang Zhen obviously doesn't think so.

Yu Xin didn't quite understand.

"Is that the smell?" Yang Zhen asked.

Yu Xin frowned, and after eating two pieces of duck meat, she let out a long sigh.

Yang Zhen: "Not like?"

Yu Xin: "No, they are too similar."

The sauce is slightly heated and semi-solidified, piled up on several pieces of roast duck in the plate.The pieces of roasted duck served by Yang Zhen have bright-colored duck skin and only a thin layer of subcutaneous fat, which makes a crisp sound when biting into the mouth.The duck meat under the skin is very tender, but not too soft. It also has the right amount of toughness, clear fibers, and the gravy is wrapped in it, and it flows into the mouth when it is bitten down.

The best thing is the duck sauce.No matter how delicious the roast duck is, if you eat too much, you will feel tired, especially since Yu Xin has just woken up and her appetite is not very good.But the lemon and tangerine peel in the roasted duck sauce dilute the greasy feeling of the meat, and the aroma of the roasted duck mixes with the aroma of the roasted duck.

The rice is simple, the rice is round and round, with a few slices of thinly sliced ​​sausage buried inside.In addition, there is a plate of green vegetables, cooked directly in the water, and then poured with broth.Yu Xin sniffed the smell, it seemed to be the leftover chicken soup from yesterday.The leftover soup Yangzhen is usually used to make other dishes, and then boil new ones for Yu Xin to taste.

"Cucumber preserved egg soup?" Yu Xin took a few sips and licked her mouth, "It's delicious."

Yang Zhen also seemed very satisfied: "It didn't take much time, but the roast duck was troublesome to buy, and there was a long queue."

Yu Xin was half full after eating, regained her spirits, and went downstairs with Yang Zhen.Yang Zhen added some fertilizer to fertilize the fruit trees in the yard, Yu Xin turned on the treadmill, and walked slowly while watching Yang Zhen move about in the yard.

He felt that it was really comfortable and satisfying to live like this.

As for how long it will last, this is not a question Yu Xin would consider.

After Yang Zhen finished making fertilizer, he stepped directly in from the small balcony, took off his coat and washed his hands.

Yu Xin was about to adjust the speed of the treadmill, when she suddenly heard Yang Zhen slowly ask him a question: "Yu Xin, you don't have a job now, where does the money for housing come from?"

Yu Xin thought for a while before realizing that this was a continuation of the previous conversation in the car.

He didn't know why Yang Zhen asked this, and answered honestly: "I have a job."

"What job?" Yang Zhen tightened the tap, and Yu Xin felt that he seemed a little nervous.

Yu Xin, the former gangster brother, instantly understood Yang Zhen's worry.

In such a living environment, Yang Zhen is also in business, so it is really normal for Yang Zhen to worry about getting involved in Yu Xin's previous "work".

Yu Xin quickly explained to him: "It's not a crooked way. Didn't I open a car repair shop before? The technology is very good, and many people invite me. But now the shop is still being renovated, so I don't need to go there for the time being."

Yang Zhen seemed to be relieved, but soon spoke again.

"Repairing cars..." he said, "what kind of job is this? Can you find a better one?"

Yu Xin jumped off the treadmill: "Why is it not considered a job? I have skills and can earn money. I don't steal or rob. What's wrong with car repair?"

"People who live here don't have car repairers. Besides, the shop you used to have is too dirty and messy." Yang Zhen looked at him, "I found you a good job."

Yu Xin stared at him for a while, then asked in a low voice, "What job?"

"Be my driver." Yang Zhen smiled, looking very happy, "Drive for me, isn't it shameful?"

The author has something to say: the second part is very short!