Everyone except me knows that I'm a broken sleeve

Gu Xiaoyong was looking for Tang Cake.

The small candy store opened in a deep alley. It has been open for decades, but it has a good reputation.Because their sweet cakes are clean, cheap and delicious, regular customers come here every day.

In the last life, Gu Xiaoyong would take Pei Mo and his third younger brother there to buy candy cakes almost every day, until later when he entered a school, there were very few opportunities to go out every month, so it was difficult to eat that candy cake .

Many things happened later, and when he went to look in that alley again when he was in his 20s, the old man who made sugar cakes had passed away, and no one cared about the small, lighted shop for a long time.

Gu Xiaoyong was born in the north, although he has traveled all over the world and ate a lot of delicacies in the past few years, his love for sweets is not comparable to other flavors.In this life, he had no memory of before the age of four.After I was four years old, I stayed outside every day, and the number of times I came back was very small. Every time I came in a hurry, and I went in a hurry. Thinking about it carefully, the taste of that sugar cake has become a part of my memory. A vague existence.

It just so happened that he came back early this time, and he still had some time to spend. He was bored at home for a long time, and when he saw the cakes brought by the servant, he suddenly thought of the shop in the deep alley.Without saying a word, he ran out from memory.

The changes in the capital city are not that great, Gu Xiaoyong wandered around in various alleys, and actually saw the lanterns hanging on the eaves of that shop from afar.The lantern is light yellow, with a big sugar character written on it. I don’t know how long it has been swaying in the wind and rain. The handwriting is a bit worn out, and most of the skin of the lantern is gone, exposing the lonely bamboo cage inside.

The alley was very quiet and there was no one there.

Gu Xiaoyong knew in his heart that the shop must have been closed, but he still didn't give up, and ran over in three steps at a time.There was a wind blowing from the corner of the alley, with the coolness of late autumn and a little cold, the wind blew through Gu Xiaoyong's crow-like long hair, just like the lost memory of the past blew through his hair.

A long time ago, the walls of this alley were so high that it was almost impossible to see the color of the tiles on the eaves.Running from the outside, be aware that the floor tile at the third corner is broken, and there is always water in it. If you step on it, the water will splash out, and you will be scolded when you go home.

Going about 30 meters further, there is a family whose door is always wide open. A big persimmon tree is planted in their yard. If it comes to winter, it will bear big and sweet persimmons. The child is a mischievous person, always holding a persimmon standing at the door and looking out triumphantly, and then taking a bite of the persimmon very slowly, letting the sweet juice overflow from the corners of his lips and fingertips, and wet his clothes.

The little Gu Xiaoyong was always very angry with him, and every time he passed by, he said sourly: "If you eat persimmons like this, your clothes will get dirty, his mother will definitely beat him!" 』

The younger Gu Qianhou tugged at the hem of his clothes, whispered softly with his fingers in his mouth: "Second Brother, I also want to eat persimmons. 』

"What's delicious about persimmons? Candy cakes are the best in the world!" ” Gu Xiaoyong pulled Gu Qianhou up with one hand, and pushed Pei Mo with the other, “Ah Mo, you run fast, you go to the front and line up for us first, don’t let others grab it! 』

Pei Mo was a dull gourd when he was a child, he nodded slightly when he heard this, and quickly ran away.He was really fast, and every time Gu Xiaoyong ran under the lantern panting, he would get one or two pieces of hot candy.

The old man who makes candy cakes is a widow. He has no children at home, let alone a wife. He makes candy cakes by himself from morning to night.At the beginning, I can still make a lot, and no matter how many people buy it, I can’t sell it all. Later, as I grow older, I can only sell a little at a time, and customers have to come early and queue up.

Every time Gu Xiaoyong came, he would deliberately give some extra copper coins to the old man. Over time, the smiling and kind old man would remember him, and even if he couldn't catch up sometimes, he would reserve one for him.

There are many memories here. Once Gu Xiaoyong was scolded by his father and brother at home. He felt wronged and ran out in anger in the middle of the night, wandering around and not knowing where to go.Pei Mo, who was caught up from behind, took his little hand and walked straight into the alley.

Avoiding the broken floor tiles, I found that the owner of the persimmon tree had closed the door, and walked inside holding hands for a long, long time.The two small figures warmed each other, and they touched the lighted shop step by step.

The shop had been closed long ago, and the old man was hard of hearing. No matter how hard the two knocked on the door, they couldn't open it. They could only smell the sweet fragrance constantly radiating from inside.

Gu Xiaoyong's face was still covered with tears, and he sat down under the lamp. He felt aggrieved and angry just now, but now he felt that he was a little naive to go, and he was a little embarrassed. Slowly fell asleep.

The lamp made their shadows smaller, like small sugar cakes gathered together, with a wanton sweet fragrance.

The alleys here extend in all directions, and the autumn wind rushes in and cannot get out. It gathers from all directions, and the cold makes people shiver.Gu Xiaoyong patted the mud on his body, took off the lantern, trimmed and strengthened it, and then hung it up tightly, not forgetting to tie a few more knots on his hair rope, lest it would fall if he didn't pay attention.

The door of the shop was closed wide, and there was no sweet smell from memory inside.Gu Xiaoyong scratched his head, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door, and said with a smile: "Grandpa, I'm leaving, I'll see you next time."

There was only the whistling wind in the lonely air, and the kind-hearted old man disappeared.

Gu Xiaoyong let out a mouthful of hot air to warm his cold fingertips, then stomped his feet and left.He stole a thick persimmon from the yard, put it in his mouth and took a bite, feeling dry and astringent, and threw it aside in disgust.He avoided the broken floor tile, thought for a while, and then turned around and stepped on it. He saw some muddy water on his clean shoes, and then left contentedly.

Not long after he left, a black figure with a basket slowly walked over.He easily turned over the shop two or three times, put the sake in the basket aside, and sat on the ground alone for a long time in silence.

Pei Mo poured the wine on the ground, lowered his eyes and said indifferently: "I only have time to buy this this year, drink it slowly."

After pouring the wine, he stood up again and turned over. Just as he was about to leave, a deep red suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Pei Mo's feet paused.

The crimson headband tightly bound the precarious lantern, probably because the headband was too long, even if it was wound several times, there was still a long tail floating in the air.

The autumn wind was very strong, and the hairband was carried by the wind to tilt towards Pei Mo's side, brushing his lips inadvertently.

Pei Mo lowered his eyes lightly, grabbed the hairband and pondered for a long time, then untied the black hairband on his head, wrapped it around the dark red one little by little, then tied a knot and put it into the lantern.

He looked at the end of the alley and was silent for a long time.

He was wondering if that person wanted to eat persimmons.

As soon as Gu Xiaoyong walked out of the alley, he bumped into the excitement of the street.

People rushed to a place with excited expressions, obviously there was something exciting to watch.

Gu Xiaoyong casually grabbed a big man and asked, "What happened in front?"

"Hey, in the restaurant in front, I heard that His Highness the Crown Prince killed someone, everyone rushed over to see it!" The big man broke free from Gu Xiaoyong's shackles after speaking, and disappeared with a swipe of wind under his feet.

Qi Feng, that pustular waste, is not happy every day if he doesn't cause trouble, right?

Gu Xiaoyong's face darkened.

When he was still in school in his last life, he was called by Emperor Qi and asked to be the accompanying student of one of his two sons.Qi Feng is stupid and ugly and has a bad temper, so Gu Xiaoyong chose the fifth prince Qi Chen as a matter of course.

Unexpectedly, Qi Feng hated him just like that, causing him a little trouble from time to time, which was unbearably disturbing.Who is Gu Xiaoyong? He is also a troublemaker, and he definitely has more tricks than His Royal Highness. Qi Feng was furious and made a big deal.

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He lured Gu Xiaoyong to the imperial garden in the cold deep winter, and pushed Gu Xiaoyong into the pool while the other party was not paying attention.

At that time, Gu Xiaoyong didn't know martial arts, and because of the winter, he was wearing thick clothes, and it was even more difficult for the heavy clothes to float when they absorbed water.The location of the pool was very remote, and no one came after calling for help for a long time.

Qi Feng clapped his hands and walked away humming a song, regardless of his life or death.

When Gu Xiaoyong was rescued by Pei Mo who rushed over in a hurry, he was already exhaling more and less inhaling. He had a fever for seven consecutive days before he recovered, and he was almost gone.

Shengjing's prodigy child prodigy, General Gu's favorite son, was almost killed by a pusty and useless Crown Prince, but if it gets out, can it be paid off?The prime minister, together with the ministers and the empress, put pressure on the emperor and the general's house, and lost a lot of gold, silver, jewelry and high-quality medicinal materials, and then barely stopped the rumors.

Gu Xiaoyong couldn't help but dragged Pei Mo to put a sack on Qi Feng, beat him almost to death, and then angrily stopped.Since then, the arrogant and domineering Crown Prince lowered his head and avoided him in fear, like a trembling quail.

All in all, if His Royal Highness wants to kill someone, the person who will be killed must be an innocent and good person, maybe he is a talented and good-hearted person like Gu Xiaoyong.

Gu Xiaoyong figured this out, followed the crowd and ran in the direction of the restaurant, looked up, and was amused.

Hey, isn't this Qu Yao who said he wants to come to the capital to live a good life?

At this time, Qu Yao was strangled by someone, and most of her body was pressed against the window sill. Her upper body was teetering in the empty midair, which looked very dangerous.

He wasn't afraid, and he yelled back boldly: "If you lose in mahjong, you lose. You are a big man and you can't afford to lose? Are you ashamed?!"