Songjiang is the place where Wu Yi was born and grew up. In the past eighteen years of his life, he has spent sixteen years growing up here as the most ordinary member of all living beings.
Sitting under the shade of a tree, Wu Yi drank a one-yuan bottle of Dabai Pear soda, hiccupping and watching the people walking around on the street.
A bustling city, crowded people, flashing traffic lights, and cars going back and forth. This was originally the simplest scenery in the city, but Wu Yi had not experienced it for a long time.
"Dabai pear tastes better than spring water!" Wu Yi took a big gulp of soda, feeling so happy that he almost felt so good.
Wu Yi drank pure natural mineral water on the mountain. It was okay at first, but over time, whenever he thought of the taste of big white pears, he wanted to cry!
After the old man heard about it, he made a pot of medicinal soup with dozens of herbs and said it tasted like a big white pear. Wu Yi farted loudly for three days after one sip, and he never dared to talk about himself again.
I miss Dabai Pear!
Now that he is back in a city with big white pears, Wu Yizhen wants to shout: I'm back!
It's just that nothing in the city has changed, but Wu Yi is no longer the Wu Yi he used to be. After two years of training in the mountains, he has undergone a transformation like a rebirth, and is no longer the ignorant and ignorant boy he used to be.
"Old man, no matter what, thank you for teaching me so many things. Don't worry, I will try my best to do what you want me to do!" Wu Yi looked at the distant place where the traffic was rolling, and waved violently.
fist.
But the next second, his stomach began to growl.
"Ahem...big things need to be done, but the most important thing now is to fill our stomachs!"
The sky is so big and the earth is so big that a full stomach can't be filled. Countless delicacies flashed through Wu Yi's mind, and he wished he could put on his wings and fly home!
A figure appeared on the bus stop at the entrance of Anfa Market. It was Wu Yi. As soon as he got off the bus, he closed his eyes, his nose twitched slightly, swallowed his saliva and muttered to himself: "Grilled cold noodles,
Fried rice cakes, spicy crayfish, mutton skewers, chicken soup wontons... Woohoo, and my favorite, bean curd rice!"
There is a row of tin booths selling snacks in Anfa Market. Various aromas are mixed together and waft into the nostrils of passers-by. Even those who have just eaten will swallow their saliva when passing by, let alone the hungry Wu Yi.
Attracted by the scent, Wu Yi couldn't help but walk into the market.
"Feng's Bean Curd Rice!" He saw a familiar blue sign from a distance and walked in excitedly.
Fengjia Bean Curd Rice is an old sign of Anfa Market. The proprietress is a young woman in her thirties. It is said that her husband died just two years after they got married. Since then, she has not remarried. She makes money by making bean curd rice and supports her daughter.
Life is very hard.
Wu Yi's favorite bean curd rice has been her favorite since she was a child, especially eating a steaming bowl of bean curd rice on winter mornings. It is so delicious and warm.
It's a pity that in the past two years, Wu Yi has only eaten birds, beasts, wild vegetables and fruits from the mountains. Sometimes he dreams of the delicacies of his hometown and wants to swallow his tongue! Now that he has returned to Songjiang, he will naturally choose his favorite for the first meal.
Bean curd rice!
There were no customers in the store at this time. When she heard the door knock, the landlady asked without raising her head: "What can I have something to eat?"
"A portion of bean curd rice." Wu Yi sat down and said.
"Sit down wherever you want, we'll be here soon." The landlady got busy, and after a while she brought over a portion of bean curd rice.
Only then did the landlady see Wu Yi's appearance clearly, she was slightly startled and said: "Hey, you are... a child of the Wu family, right?"
"Aunt Feng, you still recognize me!" Wu Yi said with a smile, "That's me."
"Oh, I haven't seen you for a long time!" the landlady smiled sweetly. In fact, she is not too old, only in her early thirties. Although she looks a little haggard when running business every day, she still looks pretty without makeup, especially
The skin is as smooth as velvet, and the snow is as white as the goose feather snow in Songjiang in winter.
In the past, Wu Yi had secretly thought that the landlady's life was a bit more miserable, and if she became a movie star, she would probably be as good as Zhao Yazhi.
There were no customers in the shop, so the proprietress simply sat down and chatted with Wu Yi. As he ate delicious bean curd rice, there was a beautiful proprietress chatting with him, and Wu Yi was quite lucky!
While eating and chatting, Wu Yi suddenly remembered that the proprietress had a nickname in Anfa Market called "Douhua Xishi". Xishi naturally refers to her beautiful appearance.
This nickname is really appropriate. Even if Xi Shi is reborn, I'm afraid it will still look like this, right?
The two were chatting animatedly when the store door opened with a bang, and two young men walked in. One of them raised his hand and said, "Two bowls of bean curd rice!"
Wu Yi caught a glimpse of a wolf head tattoo on the man's tiger's mouth, and couldn't help squinting his eyes for a second look. He remembered that this man was a gangster who often hung out near No. 1 Middle School. It was said that he followed a certain gangster to collect protection money to watch the scene.
For prestige. Before Wu Yi left home, he had seen him blocking people and fighting at the entrance of No. 1 Middle School. Several classmates in the class who were very good at mixing were proud to recognize him and often talked about him to show off their connections.
broad.
The two gangsters sat down, and the tattooed gangster frowned and said, "Fuck, this table is really dirty, why don't you wipe it clean!"
The landlady said hurriedly: "I'll wipe it again!"
Wu Yi looked at the polished tabletop and frowned slightly. Everyone in the Anfa market knew that Feng's bean curd rice was the cleanest and tidiest. These two gangsters were obviously looking for trouble, and they came with bad intentions.
He slowly ate his bean curd rice, wanting to see what these two guys wanted to do.
Just then, the door opened again, and a little girl walked in.
The little girl still has a childish look on her face, but it can already be seen that she is a beauty. She is about fourteen or fifteen years old, but she is nearly one and six meters tall. Her face has a little baby fat, and her fair and tender skin looks like a baby.
But, with her big, watery eyes, she looks like a young and invincible beautiful girl!
As soon as she walked in, the eyes of the two gangsters lit up and they couldn't stop staring at the little girl.
"Mom, I'm back. Is there anything I can do?" The little girl walked straight to the kitchen and shouted.
Wu Yicai remembered that the landlady had a daughter, but the little girl in his memory was short and slightly dark-skinned, looking like a flower that had not yet bloomed... But thinking about it carefully, he hadn't been to the Douhua shop for more than two years. No wonder people said girls
During the 18th National Change, she became a beautiful girl so quickly!
"There are not many customers, please take a break first." The landlady responded, came out with two portions of bean curd rice, and delivered them to the gangster's table.
The two gangsters picked up the bowls and started eating. Before taking two bites, one of them banged the bowl on the table and cursed: "Boss, come here, look at what this is."
thing!"
"What's wrong!" The landlady was startled.
"There are cockroaches in your bean curd rice!" said the gangster.
"Impossible!" The landlady's face changed slightly. She leaned over and took a look. There was a black cockroach lying in the bean curd rice!
"Damn, such a big cockroach, is it a side dish from your house? I, Xiaofeng, am not someone to be trifled with. If my brother gets his stomach full, I will never finish with you!" the tattooed gangster yelled.
"Ouch, ouch, my stomach hurts! I must have been poisoned..." As if being reminded by Xiaofeng, the gangster who had eaten the cockroach immediately started shouting while holding his stomach.
"There must be a mistake somewhere! My tofu pudding is the cleanest, there can't be cockroaches!" The boss's wife was so anxious that she almost cried.
"Bah, you are the worst in catering business. You even dare to use gutter oil. Why don't you give us a few cockroaches to eat? No, I have to call the health bureau and ask them to seize your home!" Xiaofeng said.
Take out your cell phone and dial the number.
"Don't!" the landlady said in surprise.
The tin room was originally built illegally by the market, and many procedures were not complete. If the Health Bureau came to investigate, the fines would be trivial, and the store might even be closed!
The proprietress's family relies entirely on this small shop for their livelihood. If it is really closed down, they won't even be able to pay their children's tuition for the next semester!
"If you say you don't want it, then don't! Then why are we so angry? What should I do about my brother's illness?" Xiaofeng sneered.
Another gangster simply sat down on the ground and started to groan, almost rolling on the ground.
Tears were hanging on the eye sockets of the landlady. As a woman, she knew nothing, so she could only say at a loss: "Don't call, it's easy to talk about something, it's easy to talk about something!"
As for the cute little girl, she had been frightened for a long time. She was hiding behind her mother, her big eyes full of fear.
This pair of orphans and widowers are really pitiful!
"Easy to say? Then tell me what to do." Xiaofeng sat down carelessly.
"I...I'll pay for it," the proprietress said after hesitating for a moment.
"Compensate? Hahaha, okay, you pay two thousand yuan and forget about it!" Xiaofeng said.
"What! Two thousand yuan!" The landlady was shocked.
Two thousand yuan is definitely not a small sum. She only earns about a hundred yuan from a day's hard work in running the business. If she really pays two thousand yuan, her work this month will be in vain!
"How much is more than two thousand yuan? This includes shock expenses, lost work expenses, medical expenses, and mental damage expenses! Calculating it like this, it's not much at all! I asked you whether you would pay me or not. If you don't give me, you'll call me!" Xiaofeng
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"I...I don't have that much!" the landlady said in embarrassment.
"No? What a fool you are!" Xiaofeng snorted coldly, "I'll give you one hour to raise the money. If you can't raise the money, don't blame me for being rude. I'll tear down your tin house by then!"
The landlady was at a loss for a moment. Where could she go to raise money?
The little girl even pulled her mother's lapel, tears welling up in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to fall.
Wu Yi had been watching with cold eyes. At this moment, after eating the last bite of bean curd rice, he finally stood up and said carelessly: "I said you have had enough quarrels. You even blackmail orphans and widows. Are you still not human?"
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Thank you for the 10,000 reward from the past without fear. You are an old friend who has followed the four books and a good comrade in Cross Fire. To express my gratitude, I will spare your life next time I meet:)
