As soon as the light came on, Uncle Liao immediately stopped blinking.
"Yunfeng is still up so late. I have nothing to do. I just came out to wash my hair. I couldn't find the shampoo, haha."
Uncle Liao smiled and wiped his face with a towel, then prepared to leave.
"Uncle Liao, wait a minute."
"What's wrong?"
There was something unusual about this, so I frowned and walked up to him, staring at Uncle Liao's eyes for a long time and observing carefully.
It's normal, just like normal people.
"Are you okay?"
I got out of the way, shook my head and said it was okay. Maybe it was because I was so busy these two days and I was too nervous.
What followed was a night of silence.
Because I slept late last night, I didn't wake up until almost nine o'clock this morning. There was a burst of aroma wafting from the living room. Knowing that I was hungry, Xiaomi called me out to have breakfast.
Breakfast was big leek dumplings made by millet last night. I didn’t finish the leftovers. This morning I changed the pattern and made them deep-fried, along with a small plate of pickles.
Xiaomi's face was rosy. She smiled and said, "Try Brother Feng, the fried dumplings. If you have any vinegar, you can dip them in some."
"The dumplings are good," I took a bite and praised the millet as it was well made, crispy on the outside and fragrant on the inside. Uncle Liao was drinking rice soup, doing as the Romans do. Every household in Wu'an drinks rice soup in the morning and evening.
Seeing how delicious I was eating, Xiaomi’s eyes turned into crescent moons with laughter.
"Bang bang!" While eating, there was a knock on the door outside the house.
"Brother Feng, hurry up and eat, I'll open it."
Xiaomi trotted open the door, and I saw the beggar Mr. Liu standing at the door. Along with him was a middle-aged man, who was holding a black cloth bag in his hand.
I don't know this man. He seems to be not too old. He is about 40 years old. He has a thin face and dark circles under his eyes. Although he is in his prime, his temples are already gray.
"Master Liu is here. Have you eaten? If you haven't eaten, please have some. This is..." I stood up and said hello.
Mr. Liu smiled and waved his hand and said, "This is a friend of mine who just arrived yesterday. I'll bring him over so we can get to know each other."
"Master Liu's friend is our friend, Xiang Yunfeng," I smiled and stretched out my hand.
"My surname is Bai, Bai Risheng." He shook hands with me.
Aren't you closer to shaking hands with someone? The moment I came closer to shake hands, I suddenly smelled a faint fragrance on his body.
It's not the kind of fragrance that girls wear. It's hard to describe. I have a good nose for tomb robbing. Sometimes I need to smell the soil, so I smelled it.
As the sun rose, I thought that this person's name was quite easy to remember.
Xiaomi said: "Master Liu, you haven't eaten yet, how about I fry some dumplings?"
Mr. Liu told Xiaomi that there was no need, he had eaten it, and he would bring Brother Bai over today to get to know him.
Uncle Liao finished drinking the rice soup at this time. He put down the bowl and wiped his mouth and said: "Yunfeng, I made a plan for repairing the chime clock yesterday. I need to take another look at the actual object. There are a few details that I haven't finalized yet.
"
I nodded and said yes.
Uncle Liao nodded to Mr. Liu and was about to go out.
"Wait a minute."
Suddenly, the man named Bai brought by Mr. Liu stretched out his hand to stop Uncle Liao.
