As soon as Wang Xilou and Feng Wuli went out, the overall appearance of the cool-sweeping team at night was lifted by a point.

Someone there called Wang Xilou over to play mahjong. Wang Xilou looked at it, "Don't even want your pension."

It passed happily.

Several old people laughed at her and said that she would not be a deadbeat if she lost money later. She said that there were countless billions in the shop and she couldn't even put them down, so she would have to spend a few mahjong money.

Wang Xilou was so aggressive that he was very arrogant and was very arrogant, and he didn't care about the disrespect of these young people to him.

"How big is it to play?"

"I'm a cent, but my daughter-in-law won't let me beat you if you have too much."

"No hope!"

"Do you dare to come?"

She had already sat down there. She used her index finger to press two mahjongs, sliding around and slid around. She was so stupid. Among the old men and women, there was a fairy like her daughter, but the picture was not abrupt.

Perhaps those old people have the most common topics with her.

When they blow water, they say that they are like this back then, and they will never end up coming. Young people were fine at the beginning, but they didn’t like to listen to it after listening too much, so they could only digest it internally. But now there is a young man from Wang Xilou who is playing the power of the water, and he talks very much while playing mahjong.

Hey, they said that they were doing what they were doing back then, but Wang Xilou nodded and told them that they were doing what they were doing back then.

A daughter in her thirties said as if she had followed her to the countryside.

Feng Wuli is too lazy to care about her

Someone next to him called him, and when he turned around, he saw that it was a pretty girl, Azhen, who came to give their family a longan that day, called him Brother Li.

"Azhen, you've all come out of power when the power is out." Feng Wuli said with a smile.

"Brother Li is not the same." The little girl was a little shy.

Three or four young people came over there, all of whom grew up on the old street, so they were naturally familiar with each other, and now they were all blown up by a power outage.

But after growing up in the past few years, there is less contact.

It was windy at night, and it was close to the river, which was cooler than staying in the house.

The wind at night is discontinuous, and it blows from time to time, brushing across the body, swaying hair and dancing at night.

They were smoking cigarettes there, but the night of power outage was pitch black, orange light floated in the air, the smoke was thrown to the ground, and it came over after it was cut off, leaving only a faint smell of smoke.

"I don't see Xiaoxiao is back."

The oldest of them is called Ji Ge. They have delivered takeaways to the factory and are now a boy in the hair salon. The others have long since been studying, and only Zhao Zhen and Feng Wuli are still studying.

“I see it often in school.”

"It's much quieter here when she walks through the old street."

"It's certainly quiet if you can't hear him being beaten by Brother Qing."

Liu Xiaoxiao is always so funny, carrying the burden to eliminate strangeness for the young people in the old streets.

Azhen, the older brother, shouted, she was a little younger than the few. Now she is in the third year of junior high school, and before that, Feng Wuli and Liu Xiao were taking her to play with her.

Suddenly, an orange-red figure rushed around his feet and pulled behind Feng Wuli.

The footsteps of a few little ghosts who were sitting on the stone pier playing with their phones approached, but they didn't come after seeing a few big brothers and sisters.

Not very brave to come over.

Feng Wuli squatted down and saw the little fox, timidly huddled behind his trouser legs, squatted down and touched, "They are playing with me."

"Wow, A Feng, do you still have a fox?" A young man was surprised.

Azhen looked at the little fox with cuteness, and squatted down and wanted to touch it but didn't dare.

Feng Wuli asked if the little fox could touch her?

When they heard the fox, they screamed and responded to Feng Wuli.

"If you want to touch it, just touch it?" Feng Wuli said to Azhen with a smile.

A few children over there looked at them, and Feng Wuli told them that they could come over and play with the little fox.

These new generations of post-05s and even post-10s have a thick barrier with their group of eighteen and twenty-two.

At first, I didn't dare to come over, but there was a bold leader, and the others also surrounded me.

The children laughed in the evening, and the sound was crisp and high, mixed with mahjong and yelling cards. On the stone pier were sitting there, there were old ladies quietly slapping their fans, and the shirtless old man sat at the door of his house fiddling with the radio.

The little fox felt that they seemed to like him very much, so he became even more at a loss.

"Brother, how did you raise a fox?"

"Brother Feng, can I touch this fox too?" A little boy was a little anxious.

Feng Wuli smiled: "She is Wanwan, and Xiaoyu wants to call her sister."

"Can I touch Sister Wanwan?"

"You should move lighter, otherwise you will scare Sister Wanwan."

In the past, Feng Wuli and the others were so quarreled that they could blow up the old street, but now they have all changed people.

Brother Ji and the others said they would go and smoke a cigarette, patted him on the shoulder, asked him to study hard, etc., and stood on the side of the road with smog.

It was very dark after the electricity was out of the night, so I could only watch the red light of the cigarette butts slowly floated away.

From afar, the words became much vulgar and dirty, and it was really a pity that they could not say a swear word in front of Feng Wuli and others.

An old lady fanned out with a big sunflower and called the boy who was teasing the little fox back. The boy ran home reluctantly. Another young woman called out, dressed beautifully and squatted on the side of the road, while raising the grass on the side of the road while listening to the phone. Another game was over on the mahjong table, and the mahjong sounded so loud that Feng Wuli noticed that Wang Xilou's expression was very gloomy.

There are also many old trees on the old street here. You can hear insects ringing at night, and you can't tell what kind of insects it is. Maybe you will know if the old people ask.

The moon was not round tonight, but it was very bright. The clouds just blocked it. Now it comes out again and sprinkles cold white light on the old street.

A battery drove into the old street and people blocked at the intersection dispersed.

"What's wrong? Everyone comes out to feed mosquitoes?" The person who turned on the battery looked confused and stopped by the side of the road.

Brother Ji cursed, "There is a power outage, and there is still a little wind outside."

"I just bought a box of ice cream. Did you tell me that there is a power outage?"

Brother Ji smiled, the others laughed, and the people who turned on the battery laughed in a graceful way.

When Feng Wuli noticed it, there was already a stir there.

"Hey, come here and eat ice cream!"

A large number of children who were still teasing the little fox ran over and surrounded him.

The young man riding the battery looked sore, but the box of ice cream had been taken apart and the chicken brother gave it to someone to divide it.

Feng Wuli and Zhao Zhen also came over, greeted him, and took out an ice cream from the cardboard box with a smile.

Young man riding a battery sighs.

Forget it, anyway, there is a power outage, so you have to melt it if you don’t eat it.

He turned off the headlights, and all the men and women who came out were cold and came to divide the ice cream. The little fox also divided one. Ye Ji didn't know where she ran, and Feng Wuli looked around and couldn't find it.

There was a gust of wind blowing in the evening. Some people talked about the wind being in the third year of high school, but they were still in the sand and were very promising.

He said that there would be a college student on the old street, and he also said that in the future, everyone on the street would come over to cheer him up.

Some people also say that Xilou is in her thirties, so why is it still like a little girl? Wang Xilou plays cards silently.

While eating ice cream, the street lights on the old street flashed, and there was light in the houses on both sides.

"Woo! Called!"

"It just so happened that my phone was almost out of power."

"Brother Li, I'm back."

The children screamed strangely, and the adults also went back to the house. The figures were confused under the street lights. After a brief hustle and bustle, the place slowly returned to peace.

"It's a big deal! Give it money! I won a lot!"

The little zombie screamed excitedly, bullying the old man there. Several old men just laughed and pointed at her and said, "This man looks like he has never won."

"Give me money quickly, I'll mess up."
Chapter completed!