All right, give this young master some love

In the early morning, Aunt Wang’s steamed stuffed bun shop was crowded with people, each scrambling to yell at the boss, this one wants a basket of steamed stuffed buns, that one wants a bowl of porridge and two tea eggs, some take away, and some eat in the shop.

Aunt Wang was very busy, her hands and feet were very nimble, and she said, "This is yours, and it's three yuan and five dollars."

Someone shouted displeasedly: "Aunt Wang, where's mine? Obviously I came before her!"

Aunt Wang smiled apologetically, "Immediately, the next one will be yours." Then she raised her head and said loudly to the crowd crowded in front of her, "Everyone line up, otherwise I don't know who goes first."

"I'm behind him, the next one is me."

Not far away, Ji Jinlin, who was sleeping on a cool bed covered with a thin quilt, was woken up. He opened his eyes and rubbed them. He stared blankly at the clear sky above his head. There were a few sparrows squatting on the wires and chattering.

Immediately, Ji Jinlin took a closer look and found a small lump of bird droppings on the mosquito net.

Ji Jinlin didn't care about it, sat up, stretched his waist, and yawned big, then folded the quilt, lifted the mosquito net, put on shoes and socks, took out the washing utensils from under the cot, and walked to the steamed stuffed bun. Brush your teeth with water from the faucet at the entrance of the store.

Everyone was not surprised, and many people took the initiative to greet him: "Hero Ji, you are awake! Did you sleep well last night?"

Ji Jinlin squeezed the toothpaste and replied with a smile, "I slept soundly."

He said his name was Ji Daxia to the outside world, but at the beginning when he was called a hero by others, his face would still turn red, maybe it was because he was used to hearing it in the past week, or maybe it was because his own face had been cultivated to the point that he was getting better and better. He rarely blushed.

Not to mention, being called a hero is really enjoyable.

Behind the crowd, there were two girls wearing red and white short-sleeved school uniforms, talking in a low voice: "This boy looks so cute!"

"What's the matter, I didn't disappoint you!"

"Yesterday, you described him as a hype. I was thinking about what he looked like all day long, and I didn't listen to the class. I came to see him today, and I realized that meeting is worse than being famous. Meeting is better than being famous. It has completely exceeded my expectations. You Look at his hair is still a little curly, it doesn't look like it was permed, but it looks like natural curls."

"Look at his skin, it's more supple than our girls', just like a freshly peeled egg, I'm so envious!"

"His nose is also very straight, and his face is full of collagen, especially now that he is wearing a red T-shirt. I really want to pinch it."

"Not only his nose, but his facial features are all good-looking. I feel that our school's school belle is not as good-looking as him."

"Look at his two legs, they are so long, straight and white."

"Hush, keep your voice down, there are so many people here."

The girl hurriedly covered her mouth and looked around, then lowered her voice and said, "If you hadn't brought me here, I really didn't know that there are really boys who are prettier than girls in this world. Keep it at home."

"You are raising a puppy!"

"Hee hee, by the way, I just heard people call him Ji Daxia? Why?"

"His surname is Ji, and his name is Daxia. He is the kind of hero in martial arts novels whose righteousness and martial arts are unmatched."

"There are really parents who name their children this!"

"He said he was called Daxia, and everyone called him that, most likely not by his real name."

"If it's not his real name, then why do you let others call him a hero?"

"Hearing your question, I think he is so innocent!"

"You want to say Secondary School!"

"Even middle school is cute!"

"Correct!"

A young man who had just paid the money and squeezed out of the crowd walked around to Ji Jinlin and reminded him, "Hero, the weather forecast says it will rain tomorrow, remember to find a place to shelter from the rain when you sleep at night."

With toothpaste in his mouth, Ji Jinlin turned his head and said with an inarticulate smile, "Thank you, Brother Zhang."

Fortunately, Brother Zhang reminded him that he hadn’t seen rain in a week since he’d been here, so he’d ask Aunt Wang for a canopy later.

Brother Zhang waved his hand and took a bite of the vegetable bun, "I'm going to work."

"Bye bye Zhang"

Under the eyes of everyone, Ji Jinlin brushed his teeth unhurriedly.

The two girls in the back were not in a hurry to buy, they chatted one after another while looking at Ji Jinlin's back.

"He's not from here, is he?"

"The accent is not local, it looks like a northerner, but this water spirit looks like a southerner. He came here a week ago and bought a cot to sleep outside when he had no place to live."

"Could it be that he ran away from home? Then what should he do with food and drink?"

"You are stupid, how can you not bring some money with you when you run away from home?"

"What do you do when you run out of money?"

"Maybe I'll be home then."

After washing his face, Ji Jinlin walked back to the cool bed, took out his newly bought elderly phone, and checked the time. It was only 21:10, and he woke up [-] minutes earlier today than yesterday.

Aunt Wang took the time to shout, "Hero, come and eat buns."

"Here we come," Ji Jinlin hurriedly responded.

Since he slept here, Aunt Wang would leave him a basket of meat buns every morning, but whenever he gave Aunt Wang money, Aunt Wang would not accept it. Ji Jinlin said with a straight face that if he didn’t accept it, he would not come Her family eats steamed stuffed buns, so that's the case. Aunt Wang also said, I will leave a basket for you whether you eat or not.

With nothing to do, Ji Jinlin didn't refuse any more, thinking that when he went back, he would settle the debt together.

Ji Jinlin sat silently on the cool bed, biting the meat bun. A rope was tied to the two trees in front of him, and three clothes and a pair of socks were hung up. The clothes fluttered and fluttered in the wind.

The reason why he made his home here was because it was close to the bathhouse. For a week, he took a bath in the bathhouse on the street, and washed his clothes by the way.It is summer and the temperature is very high, let it dry at night, and it will be dry the next morning.But he confiscated it. He thought that clothes that had not been sterilized by ultraviolet rays could not be considered clean, so the clothes continued to dry to welcome the baptism of the sun.

"Heroes"

Ji Jinlin turned his head when he heard the sound.

A person came running from a distance, it was the first friend Ji Jinlin met here, named Meng Shuyang, he was about the same height as him, just over 1.7 meters tall, slightly fat, his family owned a supermarket, the store was not big, but it had everything he needed .

Seven days ago, Ji Jinlin came to Guizhou for the first time and needed to buy something, so he went into Meng Shuyang's supermarket. It happened that the cashier was Meng Shuyang who had just finished his college entrance examination and was at home.Meng Shuyang saw that he was unfamiliar, so he asked a few more questions, and after a while, the two became friends.

Meng Shuyang ran to Ji Jinlin out of breath, with sweat rolling on his cheeks, "Hero, I... I'll tell you..."

Seeing that he was speaking intermittently, Ji Jinlin patted the seat beside him, "No hurry, you can rest for a while before talking."

Meng Shuyang rested for 2 minutes, holding the meat buns Ji Jinlin gave him in his hand, and didn't bother to eat, "I saw a group of people holding sticks on the way here, who looked like vocational high school students. Who are you going to fight with?"

Ji Jinlin stood up abruptly, his eyes were astonishingly bright, "Where is it?"

Meng Shuyang pointed to the direction he came from and said, "North Street." As soon as he finished speaking, there was a bag in his hand, which contained two buns, and Ji Jinlin had already run more than ten meters away.

Meng Shuyang slapped his thigh and hurried to catch up, "Hero, don't worry about this matter."

When Aunt Wang heard the movement, she hurriedly asked, "Hero, where are you going?"

Ji Jinlin answered Yaoyao: "Xing Chivalry!"