Old Chinese medicine and small vendors

When Ying Yanyu went home to change clothes, he glanced at the calendar on the door, there were four large characters written on it: Not suitable for traveling.

He believed this quite a bit, and couldn't help but frown.

The key is.

It's been a bit of a slump for the past two days.

Not only did I have an inexplicable birthday, but I also spent all my money.

He thought of the girl who touched his chest before, and she had stomach cramps again, and was about to take medicine when the phone rang.

"Hey! Xiaoyu!" Grandma Zeng always yelled on the phone, she was deaf, afraid that others would not hear.

"Hey." Ying Yanyu's ears trembled, and he quickly put the phone away.

"Come and eat!" Grandma Zeng said enthusiastically.

Ying Yanyu looked at the time, it was ten o'clock in the morning.

"Grandma, is this for breakfast?" He asked.

Grandma Zeng laughed immediately: "Why don't you come over and play for a while! I still have something to ask you."

Ying Yanyu knew that the old man loves to be lively, and there was no one at home, so he pressed his throbbing stomach, and said: "Come right away!"

hang up the phone.

He couldn't help looking at the almanac again, and after thinking for a while, he found an oil-based pen and wrote the word "no" in the palm of his hand.

No, it is better to travel.

He is this "no".

When he was dating someone in junior high school, he often did this, and he won every time.

So today is also a good day.

Go out from the dilapidated and unattended small courtyard dam, turn a corner, and walk 31 steps to reach Grandma Zeng's house.

Arguably.

It's just behind his house, separated by a wall.

"Ah..." As soon as Ying Yanyu opened his mouth, an extremely ugly dog ​​ran down at him!Still running and cursing!

"Wow, woof, woof!" Who is it!

"Wow, woof, woof!" I don't know!

"Wow, woof, woof!"

"..." Ying Yanyu stared at the dirt dog baring his teeth at him, feeling angry in his heart. Hey, the last dog that dared to be so aggressive towards him is still bald!

"Wow!" He grabbed the iron rail with both hands and howled like a wolf.

"..." Wu Zui stared at him and was silent for a second, then: "Wow, woof!" Silly!

"Ouch!"

"Wooow! Wooow!"

Wen Cheng heard the movement, and when he opened the inner door, he saw a man and a dog arguing, which was extremely fierce.

Is this fucking retarded?

"Wu Zui." He beckoned and called the dog back. This dog is already ugly, don't be fooled by others.

"Woo." Wu Zui immediately groaned aggrievedly, ran up the stone ladder, and hugged his thigh.

Between a silly guy and a handsome guy.

He chose warm oranges that would feed his bones.

"It's so early?" Wen Cheng sneered in his heart, he turned around and tied the dog, and went down the ladder.

From this angle, he could only see a pair of high-top sneakers, rolled up jeans legs, and the hem of a T-shirt, and the parts above the neck were blocked by bougainvillea branches.

"..." Ying Yanyu froze when he heard his voice, and then trembled suddenly. He looked at the word "No" in his hand, and thought it was not such a coincidence, right?

At this time, the rain had almost stopped, like stretched sugar threads, drifting with the wind.

The soles of the shoes crackled when they stepped into the stagnant water on the stone steps.

When Ying Yanyu smelled the bitter fragrance, his face turned green.

"..."

Wen Cheng stared blankly at the person outside the door for five seconds, and then showed an extremely bright smile.

Ying Yanyu could already see his dimples.

"Yo, it's you..." Wen Cheng opened the door and said, "Come in."

"...Uncle?" Ying Yanyu swallowed, and didn't dare to move.

Wen Cheng instantly lowered her face: "Who is your uncle?"

Ying Yanyu raised his eyes and glanced at his pretty face, then changed his words: "Brother, I..."

Wen Cheng interrupted him: "Who is your brother?"

Ying Yanyu could only reluctantly say: "Doctor Wen, I was wrong."

"Xiaoyu is here!" Grandma Zeng poked her head through the inner door, "Why are you two standing there! Come up quickly, the rain is going to be heavy later."

Wen Cheng responded, turned and went upstairs.

Ying Yanyu hesitated for a while, then closed the iron door, and slowly moved himself upstairs.

As a result, as soon as he went up, he saw the plastic stool in the courtyard dam.

A little familiar.

How does it look like the one he picked up in the trash?

"Sit whatever you want." Wen Cheng stood in the way of Grandma Zeng, without saying anything, and went to the kitchen to make boiled beef.

Ying Yanyu walked around on the spot with his hands and feet bound, and sat down on the plastic stool.

As soon as the butt touched him, he became even more sure.

"Hiss." There was a crack in the middle of the plastic stool, and the meat was caught as soon as he sat on it.

"Xiaoyu..." Grandma Zeng took out a pink thick fan from the room, and was a little surprised to see him huddled on the small bench alone, "What are you doing?"

"It's nothing." Ying Yanyu got up, and the stool on his buttocks followed suit. He pulled his hand back and made a sound, as if something was broken.

"Don't be stupid! Grandma has a competition tonight. If you teach me how to turn this fan, I will not be able to play well." Grandma Zeng took out the radio and played him a beaming accompaniment.

Ying Yanyu was holding a fan, and almost said "Happy New Year".

The cheerful music was carried into the semi-open-air kitchen accompanied by grandma's "giggle" laughter.

Wen Cheng wore the muscular man's apron, put some cooking wine in the beef, and then wrapped it in soybean flour.

He listened to the child's careful explanation to grandma, raised his head curiously, and then froze.

"Just like that, the left and right legs crossed and bent down, the buttocks twisted towards the sky, and the fan opened..." Ying Yanyu said while doing it, and when he twisted his buttocks, he happened to be pointing in the direction of the kitchen.

Wen Cheng looked at the strawberry foundation underwear exposed from the "hole" jeans, and quickly closed her eyes to buffer the visual impact.

"Ouch! Xiaoyu, your pants are torn!" Grandma Zeng also found out.

"Ah?" Ying Yanyu touched back, and then remembered the barking sound just now, he didn't know why, and immediately looked into the kitchen, seeing Wen Cheng lowering his head to chop vegetables, he was relieved immediately.

"It's okay, I'll make up for it myself."

"Okay, I'll get you a needle." When Grandma Zeng came out of the house, Ying Yanyu had already glued her trousers with transparent glue, and she was standing upright at the kitchen door.

"No need to help, it will be ready right away." Wen Cheng put the cooked beef into a porcelain basin, sprinkled with chili noodles, pepper noodles, and chopped green onions, and poured it with boiling hot oil.

Squeaky, full of fragrance.

Ying Yanyu's stomach also growled.

Wen Cheng looked at him sideways.

Ying Yanyu looked down at the ground.

"Going to set up a stall without having breakfast? He's very dedicated." Wen Cheng saw what he was wearing, which was branded after all, and lowered his voice, "Why, are you experiencing life? A stealer, Is it fun?"

"No, I'm really sorry," Ying Yanyu waved his hands, "I didn't even know it was Panax notoginseng at first, so I just wanted to dig some wild vegetables to sell."

"Really, who's wild vegetables have you seen put up shelves and sheds?" Wen Cheng didn't believe his nonsense.

"Ah?" Ying Yanyu was stunned for a moment, with a confused look on his face, "There is no shed, so I just dug on the side."

Wen Cheng stared at him for a while, it didn't look like he was talking nonsense, after all, he knew it when he went up the mountain.

...Could it be that he left it on the side of the mountain?

Fuck!

He's doing his best to serve here, and the result is that he looks like a free-range one!

Ying Yanyu saw that his face was quite ugly, so he continued to explain: "I really don't know it. Later, when I set up a stall to sell it, someone came to ask 'how do I sell this Sanqi', so I knew it was Sanqi."

"How dare you sell it without knowing it?" Wen Cheng asked him.

"Ah, of course someone I know will come to buy it." Ying Yanyu said it as a matter of course.

"Oh, then you rushed back and picked it up for me!" Wen Cheng became angry as soon as she said that.

Ying Yanyu was speechless this time, and touched his nose in embarrassment.

He really ran out of money, and he was too embarrassed to come here empty-handed for a meal. He originally wanted to sell it to make money to buy things, but he didn't sell it, so he brought it directly.

Wen Cheng didn't want to talk to him any more, so she went to the living room with the dishes.

Although he has a violent temper, he is not bad enough to get angry when he sees someone, but Ying Yanyu has successfully achieved this achievement.

When he sees him now, he wants to wash his brains in the pool!

The dinner table was quickly filled with hot dishes with meat and vegetables.

Both pea tips and red sweet potato vines are grown by Grandma Zeng herself. One is boiled with eggs in soup, and the other is served cold with water. It is refreshing to eat in summer.

"Come on." Grandma Zeng asked Ying Yanyu to sit next to her, and lovingly touched her head, just like touching a black mouth.

"Thank you grandma." Ying Yanyu held the bowl in a regular manner. He seldom spoke when eating, but he always answered questions.

"Should you both watch my game this afternoon?" Grandma said.

"Afternoon?" Wen Cheng was going to the pharmacy in the afternoon, but then thought of her grandmother not having any family to accompany her, so she nodded and said "OK".

Ying Yanyu refused: "I also have a competition this afternoon."

Grandma Zeng said "ah": "What competition?"

Ying Yanyu said: "Square dancing."

There was silence.

Wen Cheng put a bowl of egg soup in front of Grandma, and said flatly, "Then you are still competitors."

Grandma Zeng took a bite of her meal and was a little unhappy: "Why didn't you say it earlier, I showed you all the unique skills of our team."

What unique skill? ?

fan?Isn't this what he taught?

Ying Yanyu swallowed the food in his mouth: "It's okay, we are the last in line, it doesn't matter."

Grandma Zeng laughed again.

After lunch, there was no reason for the guests to do anything, Wen Cheng washed the dishes, and when she turned around, she saw Ying Yanyu baring her teeth.

"..." Is there something missing in this person's mind?

"Chengcheng, Xiaoyu just told me that he wants to pack the leftover boiled beef." Grandma Zeng was carrying her small bag on her back, ready to go to the waiting room in advance.

"Packing?" Wen Cheng asked, "Didn't he pick out all the beef in it?"

Grandma Zeng patted him on the shoulder and signaled to lower her voice: "He said he would take it home and cook noodles. The child lives alone and he doesn't want to come over to eat with him, so you can pack it for him."

Why live alone?

Not studying or going to work?

Wen Cheng wanted to ask, but Yan Yu had already walked over, so he could only say: "Okay, you can pick it up when you come back, it will be bad if you take it out now."

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the three of them set off on time.

The banner of the [-]th Square Dance Competition on Gaodong Street was hung at the gate of Gaodong Park, which was particularly conspicuous.

When Wen Cheng and the others entered, the audience was already filled with people in all directions.

"Cheng Cheng, you sit in the front row," Grandma Zeng whispered before leaving, "There is someone talking, and the code is 'this woman is not human'." After speaking, she left.

Wen Cheng froze on the spot.

And Ying Yanyu also made a phone call and left, as if he was still looking for his team.

"Let's go, let's go, cold noodles and cold noodle rolls! You can eat all you want for three yuan!" An old man passed by carrying a pole.

As Wen Cheng stepped aside, he saw someone holding an orange pillow on his head.

He walked over uncertainly.

And in the middle of the first row, there was an old lady in her 80s and [-]s. She smiled sweetly at Wen Cheng, her front teeth were gone, and she said in a leaky way: "I'm Zeng Meihua's best friend."

"Hello, grandma." After Wen Cheng finished speaking, she found that the other party was staring at him expectantly, raising her eyebrows.

"..." Wen Cheng hesitated for a long time before whispering, "This woman is not human."

The old lady answered mysteriously: "Nine-day fairy descends to the mortal world." Then she got up and left.

"..." Wen Cheng hugged the orange and sat down.