When Yu's mother came home, as expected, she saw the scene of siblings, friends and younger brothers.
Ever since Yu Yuan ate the ice cream that his sister made for him alone, he was like a little pug, getting tired of his sister and not leaving.
Why?
Just to have two more bites.
But butter is difficult to get, and Yu Jian was afraid that he would have a stomachache if he ate too much, so she was cruel and refused to give it to him.
The little guy looked at her for a long time without crying, knowing that there was no hope for him to act again, so he could only compromise: "Can we eat it tomorrow?"
Yu Jian stroked his furry head and nodded.
This child has a good personality. He doesn't make too much noise even if he doesn't like it, and he is very considerate at times. It is not difficult to see that the two parents of the Yu family have educated him very well.
During this period of time with her parents, Yu Jian gradually found a way to survive in this family. Her younger brother was kind, and her parents really treated her well, which made Yu Jian feel warm in her heart.
"Mom, I'm going back to my hometown in two days." Having stayed several days longer than planned, Yu Jian missed her grandma and friends in her hometown.
Mother Yu's hand holding the bowl froze, and she was stunned for a while before she forced out a smile: "Is it so fast?" She lowered her head and her eyes began to turn red. It was the first time her daughter came to the capital, and she didn't spend much time with her.
It's time to separate again.
Dad Yu took a bite of rice, looked around a few times, and winked at his daughter.
Yu Jian understood, took Yu's mother's arm, and leaned on her shoulder: "The day after tomorrow, when you have a rest, will you take me and Yu Yuan out to play?"
Mother Yu wiped her eyes without leaving a trace and quickly agreed: "Okay! Mom will take you shopping!"
Yu Yuan probably didn't know what it meant to go shopping with a woman, she was just thinking about when she could eat the ice cream called "Sushan" tomorrow.
Dad Yu thought of the big bag of beef he brought back today: "Shall we have beef hot pot tomorrow?"
"Okay." Yu Jian smiled.
"Agree!" Yu Yuan raised his hand.
The remaining sadness of Yu's mother disappeared with the support of several foodies. She hurriedly finished her meal and began to long for beef hot pot.
It is a tradition that Chaozhou people love to eat beef. The different parts of the dish such as Diaolong, Shiren, tender meat, and snowflakes are cooked carefully in the hot soup.
In addition, the hand-beaten beef balls are the essence.
Dad Yu got up early in the morning and banged a whole piece of beef. The skill of a master chef often lies in beating. When Dad Yu learned cooking from his father, he had to hold a three kilogram hammer.
Hammering beef into pulp requires not only strength, but also patience.
Yu Yuan covered her ears and rolled around on the bed, unable to offset the demonic sound. She wailed, got up with half-closed eyes, fumbled open the door, and rolled into Yu Jian's room.
Yu Jian was also very noisy. She was reading a book with headphones on, and Yu Yuan pressed against her: "It's so noisy!"
"Dad is making beef balls, don't you want to eat them?" Yu Jian asked.
Beef balls... Yu Yuan thought about it briefly and decided to eat it. Then he quickly climbed into his sister's bed, covered himself in the quilt, and whispered softly: "Sister, I'll sleep here with you."
Yu Jian wonders, it doesn’t matter where you sleep?
Unexpectedly, after a while, Yu Yuan gradually calmed down, and when he heard it again, he could hear his steady breathing.
…
In a luxurious apartment somewhere in the center of Beijing, a harsh phone rang.
A muscular arm stretched out from under the quilt, found the cell phone from the bedside table, and pressed the answer button.
"...Brother Tang?" the receiver called softly.
Tang Yuan half-opened his eyes and said angrily: "If you have anything to say, please tell me."
"You have some clues about what you asked me to inquire about. I will send you the address of the man. You can go find him yourself..."
"Well, thanks!"
After hanging up the phone, Tang Yuan's thoughts gradually recovered and he opened his eyes.
The alleys in Beijing are always full of twists and turns. Tang Yuan followed the navigation and counted the house numbers, wondering whether this address was correct.
Otherwise, he has been searching here for half an hour, why hasn’t he found it yet?!
After going around again, in such a sultry weather, he felt like he was out of water. Panting, he sat down on the steps, turned his head and asked a little boy who was also sitting: "What are you eating?"
Yu Yuan has been looking at him for a long time at the door. What is this uncle looking for? Why is he still sitting next to him?
Ever since Yu Jian popularized all kinds of knowledge about human trafficking, the little guy felt very nervous when he was alone outside. His little butt moved a few inches to the side, and then turned his back to him.
Tang Yuan was going crazy. After being exposed to the sun for half an hour without saying a word, he was even discriminated against by a little kid.
I just saw something strange in his hand and asked curiously.
Tang Yuan picked up his collar to get some air. He was the only boy he saw around. He had to hold back his temper and said in a good voice: "Little brother, what are you holding in your hand? It's very beautiful."
"Sushan." Yu Yuanweng replied angrily.
Sushan? What is it? Tang Yuan was also interested. He turned to Yu Yuan and observed it openly. This thing stood like a small mountain in a glass bowl, with various fruits and a smell of honey and milk.
mixed aroma.
Moreover, as soon as I got closer, I felt a chill. If I could take a bite, that would be...
Tang Yuan couldn't help but swallowed.
Yu Yuan guarded the ice cream in the bowl vigilantly, stood up and ran to the door: "This is mine!"
Tang Yuan would not really fight for food with a child, so he asked again: "Little brother, do you know where No. 49 is?"
No. 49? Isn’t it their home?
Yu Yuan raised his face, raised his head and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
It's true that you can't find anything without wearing iron shoes, and it doesn't take any effort to get it.
Tang Yuan sat on the sofa and looked at the furnishings in the room. They were ordinary and had no artistic sense at all.
Father Yu was also surprised by the arrival of this strange young man: "Who are you?"
"Master Yu, right? I'm Tang Yuan." He said, extending his hand.
Father Yu sat in silence, slowly digesting what Tang Yuan said.
"Master Yu, if you think the price is low, you can put it forward and I will try my best to satisfy you."
Father Yu waved his hand and interrupted him: "Tang... always, right? I don't know how you found my home, but I have no intention of leaving Jinfulou."
Tang Yuan crossed his legs, put his hands on his knees and asked, "Can you tell me the reason?"
"Sorry, I can't tell you too much." This person came to the door out of nowhere, just to poach him? It's not the first day that Yu's father has been involved in the world. No matter how you look at it, this is weird.
"Master Yu, Han Yubai and I are friends. He should be the head of Jinfulou now, right? To be honest, I might not have come here originally, but I have eaten your cooking. Master Yu, you are a talent.
, there is no need to live and die with Jin Fulou..." Tang Yuan's eyes flashed and he said something specious.
"Mr. Tang!" Father Yu was really a little angry. This man actually made up Jin Fulou's fault, "You don't need to say any more, I will not leave Jin Fulou. Please leave -"