Zhang Zhuxun said: "If we want to know who the eleventh person is outside the photo, we have to check the archives of the archaeological team from that year."
Wu Xiaoxie nodded, "I'll go back and check the tracking number online to see where those two videotapes were sent from."
While the two were talking, suddenly there was a very fragrant smell of cumin drifting to the tip of their noses along the wind.
Zhang Zhuoxun sniffed and turned to look at Wu Xiaoxie, "It smells so good. Are you hungry? Why don't you go eat something."
"Let's go." Wu Xiaoxie expressed support and took the lead in walking towards the place where the fragrance came from.
When I got closer, I discovered that it was a barbecue stall. Business was booming, and the side was full of customers waiting with their hands and feet.
Wu Xiaoxie was a little surprised, "This is new here? Why is the business so booming?"
The hospital's patient meals were too bland. During this period, he switched to almost all the snack bars around the hospital. He had never seen this one before.
Someone on the side heard this, turned around, glanced, and said, "You two just came here not long ago."
Wu Xiaoxie smiled and said: "How do you know."
"The accent sounds like a southerner." The man smiled, pointed at the boss who was busy flipping the skewers, and said, "This stall has been here for more than ten years, and the taste is amazing.
, the last boss was his father, and he inherited his father's business. Some time ago when he was setting up a stall, the old man suffered a cerebral hemorrhage and was hospitalized. He has not been out for two months."
"No, as soon as they were placed, these people swarmed over like dogs sniffing meat buns. As soon as I answered the phone, damn, the good position was gone." The man said with a full tone.
It's annoying.
Wu Xiaoxie looked around and saw that there was still such a long queue in front of him, and felt a little desperate, "How long will the queue last?"
"Yes." The man put on the hat on the collar of his cotton-padded coat and put his hands into each other's sleeves. "If it wasn't for this bite, who would be so stupid as to stand here in the cold at this late hour?
."
The light from the street lamp shone slantingly, and in the shadow of the lamp there were fluttering snowflakes like catkins.
The young boss yelled, "It's snowing. Those who haven't been queued up can go to the tin room next to us to take shelter."
As a result, no one moved. They were all afraid that if they moved away for a while, someone else would take their place when they came back. The key was that you still couldn’t reason with them.
There was no hat on the back of Wu Xiaoxie's cotton-padded coat, and a light layer of snow fell on his head.
Zhang Zhuxun stretched out his hand to brush off the snow on his head, followed the team and moved slowly for two steps, turned to him and said: "Why don't I wait in line? You go to a nearby store to buy a few bottles of Erguotou first, and then go directly to Tiexun when you come back."
Stay away from the house, I will bring it in later."
Wu Xiaoxie looked forward and found that there were not many people around. It would be their turn soon. He nodded and said, "Okay, I'll buy Erguotou first. How many bottles do you want to drink?"
Zhang Zhu thought for a moment and said, "Just one bottle, just to warm yourself up."
The owner of the barbecue stall was very quick with his work, and soon it was the turn of the person in front of him, Zhang Zhuxun.
The man carried two large bags and said hello to Zhang Shuxun when he left.
"Brother, what do you want to eat?" The boss poured some more oil on the baking sheet and asked.
There were so many kinds of ingredients, Zhang Chuxun felt a little confused for a moment, so he simply waved his hand and said, "Except for coriander, let's have a portion of everything."
"Okay, please wait a moment."
The boss responded and immediately started working.
Smelling the aroma that hit his nostrils, Zhang Zhuoxun's eyes couldn't help but straighten.
The food on the baking plate was constantly flipped, and the oil was shiny, which made people move their index fingers. Zhang Zhu's left hand inserted in his pocket moved up quietly, and he pressed on his empty stomach. He was so hungry, "
Boss, two more big cakes."
Zhang Zhuxun carried two oversized plates, opened the thick curtain with his elbow, entered the small tin room, put the things on the table, pulled out the plastic stool and sat down.
Wu Xiaoxie hasn't come back yet, so Zhang Zhu can only endure his hunger, take out his mobile phone, and play Tetris out of boredom.
Before the game was over, the curtain was opened and the wine bottles clinked together.
"How far have you run?" Zhang Zhuxun put down his phone and looked at Wu Xiaoxie who came in with steam coming out of his head, and asked in surprise.
Wu Xiaoxie held the unfinished chapter in her other hand!
Chapter 3 Tin House
Putting his big warm hat on the table, he took a deep breath and cursed a few words before saying: "Forget it. After buying wine, I felt the wind hurt my ears when I came out. So I walked two steps away and bought a hat. When I came back
I happened to run into a policeman trying to catch a thief. The guy was running in the direction I was running, and he was almost detained as an accomplice. If I hadn't been accustomed to carrying my ID card in my pocket, you would have come to the police station today.
Pick me up."
Zhang Zhuoxun smiled unkindly, "You are really unlucky."
Wu Xiaoxie turned his grief and anger into appetite, feasting on a mouthful of meat and a mouthful of wine, eating until he was covered in hot sweat.
The boss was very honest, and the portions were very generous. The two young men burped after eating, and there was still a lot of untouched food on the plate.
I found two plastic bags and packed them up, and they each took them home.
Zhang Zhuxun booked a hotel next to the hospital to stay.
Wu Xiaoxie secretly hid the barbecue from the nurse and brought it into the ward. The third uncle who was nibbling on the banana was like a cat catching a mouse, and he immediately smelled it.
"Niece, what delicious food is hidden in your hand?" Wu Sansheng smiled and stared at Wu Xiaoxie's hand behind his back.
Wu Xiaoxie smiled the same way, "Barbecue, I originally brought it to you. When I walked in, I suddenly remembered that the doctor told me that you can only eat light food now, so I might as well throw it away."
"Hey, don't throw it away..." Wu Sansheng was so anxious that he almost jumped off the hospital bed, grabbed Wu Xiaoxie's hand, and snatched the bag away, "You kid, how can you waste good meat and food?
, every particle of it is painful to know but not aware of."
Wu Xiaoxie folded his arms and chuckled, glancing at the half bowl of porridge that had already cooled down on the table.
Wu Sansheng coughed twice and said with a grimace: "Eldest nephew, I am your third uncle. I have eaten so many rice porridges in a row that my mouth has become like a bird. I finally get a meaty taste, so you can
Can you bear to let your third uncle watch helplessly?"
Wu Xiaoxie couldn't stand this old fox, and waved his hand, "If you don't mind this being my leftovers, then you can eat it."
Wu Sansheng chuckled and chewed the meat, "I've even eaten the bottom of your leftover rice bowl. I hate it."
Seeing that he was eating too quickly, Wu Xiaoxie poured a cup of hot water and put it on the table, "Why don't you put it on the radiator to warm it up? It's probably going to be cold after walking all the way."
"No, no, no, it's still warm." Wu Sansheng cleared a pile of sticks in a few gulps and sighed comfortably, "It would be great if I could have another drink."
As he said this, he glanced at Wu Xiaoxie suggestively.