Big Brother's Little Sheep

The next day, Yu Xin took the soybean milk fritters and set off for Yangji Chicken Shop, and went to Yang Zhen to collect protection money as usual.

Passing by Qi Po's hair salon, I saw Qi Po, who was about to send her grandson to school, was tying a red scarf for the child.

Uneasy in his heart, he walked over and touched the child's bare head: "Qi Po, do you think I'm short?"

The child with a bare head looked up at him: "Brother Xin, you are so tall."

Qi Po: "How tall are you?"

Yu Xin: "1 meters."

Seventh Po: "Huh?"

Yu Xin: "...1 meters."

Seventh Po laughed twice: "Not short."

Yu Xin, who was originally guilty, suddenly regained her courage and strode forward.He was ready to be rejected, but what surprised him was that Yang Zhen was not as indifferent as before, and did not even show indifference to his nonsense, but chatted with him with great interest, It was as if he had completely forgotten what he said yesterday.

Yu Xin jumped into the sky like this.

The business of Yangji Chicken Shop was not good in the morning, but Yang Zhen still insisted on opening the shutters of the store early in the morning.Because the morning and evening are the time when there are the most pedestrians on Desheng Street, Yangji Chicken Shop has been silent for several years, and he needs to let the neighbors know that the shop is back.

His father had been in this shop for most of his life, alone, raised him, and sent him to college.If he knew that he quit his good job and came back to sell chickens, he might be so angry from the ground.

After finishing the work in the shop, Yang Zhen turned off the stove, let two whole stripped chickens soak in the pot, then sat across from Yu Xin, and smiled at him.

Yu Xin found that Yang Zhen was not the same today as usual.He carefully shaved off his stubble and combed his hair. Although he was only wearing a simple shirt and slacks, the color and style were very generous and simple.

He stared blankly, always feeling that the person sitting in front of him was not a salesman selling chicken for nothing, but a salesman who was about to sell something to him.

Mellow, sophisticated, endearing, and a little scary.

Yu Xin is not afraid.He is very happy.Yang Zhen has changed a little - it doesn't matter, this change must be caused by himself.Full of confidence, he bit the tube for drinking soy milk between his teeth and tortured him.

Yang Zhen used crutches to go in and out, and was still wearing assistive devices on his left leg.Yu Xin wanted to ask, but she was afraid of offending Yang Zhen, so she could only deliberately control her eyes from looking at Yang Zhen's injured leg.

"Did you go to Sixth Primary School before?" Yang Zhen asked suddenly.

Yu Xin took a mouthful of soy milk and choked it into her throat.

After coughing and choking a few times, he was relieved: "You too?"

Yang Zhen's expression was a little weird, but his smile remained undiminished: "Yes. What year did you graduate? What class?"

Yu Xin shrugged: "I don't remember. I can't even remember who was in our class."

Yang Zhen nodded, gritted his teeth secretly.

After the fifty cents incident, he hated Yu Xin.

Yu Xin didn't know that her actions had deeply hurt this tall, thin man.He went to class the next day with a mottled face, and even raised his middle finger when he saw Yang Zhen, showing a threatening expression.

Yang Zhen resented him even more.

But the two really didn't have any intersection, Yang Zhen had no way to retaliate against Yu Xin except for making small reports in a roundabout way.

It's just that he sat in a very good position, and when he raised his head, he could look over the round heads of the twelfth row and stare at the back of Yu Xin's head.

Yu Xin always sleeps in class, her schoolbag is crooked, and she doesn't have any decent stationery.On the left side of the back of his head is a bunch of yellowish hair, which seems to have been highlighted and dyed, which is particularly abrupt.He also had a special fondness for a silly, rude laugh between classes, with his few buddies.Those four boys of different heights called themselves the Four Heavenly Kings, and their lifelong ambition was to challenge the bigwigs from the No. [-] Middle School in the next street, and then cut all the way from Desheng Street to Dongmen Street.

Yang Zhen also knew that Yu Xin had a gambling father who was beaten to death by loan sharks because he owed too much money.It happened to be June at that time, and they were about to take the junior high school exam.Yu Xin took graduation photos with her classmates in the morning, and was called aside by the head teacher when she was walking down the stairs.Yang Zhen walked back to the classroom and saw Yu Xin running past him, rushing into the classroom, grabbing the schoolbag that couldn't be zipped from his place.A bunch of keys fell at Yang Zhen's feet, and Yang Zhen accidentally picked them up.

Yu Xin snatched the bunch of keys from him, and went downstairs without looking up.Yang Zhen stood in the corridor for a while, and soon saw Yu Xin crossing the hardened ground softened by the scorching sun, running towards the school gate quickly.

Yang Zhen had never seen Yu Xin run so fast, even the time when he represented his class and won the men's 400-meter championship in the school sports meeting, he was not so fast.

He also no longer remembers many people in the class, but he still remembers when he was standing on the podium to help the teacher distribute graduation photos when graduation was approaching. There were 54 students in the class, only Yu Xin did not show up.

Yu Xin has no memory of the friction in the past.In fact, even Yang Zhen himself has long forgotten.

When he was busy talking about love with others, and was busy looking for flaws or opportunities in the data analysis report, he couldn't spare a little time and space to waste reminiscing about the past.

But it's different now.

Now Yang Zhen is very free.

When people are free, they want to find something to pass the time.

Yang Zhen poured Yu Xin a glass of water and pushed it in front of him.In Yu Xin's stunned expression, he smiled again, got up and walked back to watch the fire.

Yu Xin drank the glass of water slowly, a little dazed, but also a little happy, and also a little inexplicably nervous.The way Yang Zhen smiled... so damn good-looking, you can't find such a handsome person in the whole Desheng Street.he thinks.

"The shop has just resumed business, you know." Yang Zhen picked up the whole chicken from the pot with thick and long chopsticks.Ginger slices, garlic granules and cooking wine are put in the soup, and there are no big ingredients, but the chicken is a very good three-yellow chicken. The meat is tender and crispy, and the fragrance is fresh and strong, rolling out of the pot.

Yu Xin watched his movements, nodded: "I know."

"I don't have that much money on hand to pay the protection fee." Yang Zhen said in a low voice, his eyes turned from the steaming pot to Yu Xin, "I'll take care of your meal every day, so it's worth it, okay?"

Yu Xin's teeth flicked and she bit the thin plastic cup.

"Okay, okay, okay..." His voice came out of his mouth and hit the wall of the cup, a little muffled and trembling, "Of course. Okay. It's okay, um...very good... ..."

Yang Zhen smiled at him, then lowered his head and grabbed his own kitchen knife.