Chapter 325: Pretending to be deaf and mute by showing signs of painting
What never goes out of style?
Even if you know the answer, you can't answer it, because once you answer, everything will change.
Jiang Xiaoliang wanted to watch Sun Shengwan get into the car before leaving.
Unfortunately, the little angel had the same idea.
The two of them couldn't argue, and neither one wanted to show weakness.
As a result, Pabu, who was competing with each other, missed one car after another, and began the cold war moment that Son Seung-wan was very familiar with.
But the first time was with the eldest daughter of the Pei family, and the second time was with the little Liang of the Pei family. He was really the "big villain" in his life.
"Why."
Sitting on the bench at the station, while sighing, Sun Shengwan tilted his head and glanced cutely at Brother Liangzi, who was still squatting.
She remembered that this little villain seemed to have said to herself:
"A boy who waits for a girl to make the first move is a big pup."
Sensing the girl's gaze, Brother Liangzi put his hands into his sleeves, avoiding his gaze and staring blankly.
If I could get back the trainee diary left in Produce 48.
Jiang Xiaoliang will definitely draw this night in her diary and lock the pages page by page in the drawer.
But being silent all the time is not an option, and I will still suffer from hunger and cold.
"Huh?"
She hadn't eaten yet and smelled a strong aroma of rice.
There is a small cart stall not far from the station. It is a mobile late-night snack stall selling spicy stir-fried rice cakes, fish cakes, blood sausage, and roasted sweet potatoes.
The stall owners are an elderly couple with their young granddaughter, who is stumbling to help, passing packing boxes to scattered customers.
Jiang Xiaoliang's eyes became gentle and stable.
She doesn't envy the actors on screen who are romantic, kissing and embracing each other, but only envies the old people who support each other in the streets.
She turned around and asked Sun Shengwan: "Are you hungry?"
The short-haired girl didn't say yes or no, she just lowered her head and drew on the white cardboard, not knowing what she was doing.
Pretending to be deaf and dumb, it seems that he is taking revenge on Jiang Xiaoliang and Pei Zhuxuan. Teacher Sun like this is inexplicably cute.
"I'm really..."
Brother Liangzi rolled his eyes, smiled helplessly and fondly, then stretched, stood up and walked over to order spicy fried rice cake and egg fried rice with eggs.
As for roasted sweet potatoes - forget it, Brother Liangzi is scared.
"Auntie, uncle! Good evening!" Jiang Xiaoliang greeted the old couple while not forgetting to smile at the shy and introverted little girl, "And little boss Nim, please order a spicy fried rice cake.
Fish cakes, egg fried rice, and consumated rice.”
"Aniaceyo, Unnie."
"Call me!!"
"laugh."
In addition, I got a big, shy smile from the little girl.
Liangzi Oppa thinks it’s a small profit.
Even though they are old, the old couple are still very agile in their movements. They preheat and stir fry, add oil and vinegar, and cooperate with each other tacitly. There is a beauty that has accumulated over time.
Smell the long-lost smell of the pot and the aroma of fried rice.
Recently, Jiang Xiaoliang, who was tired of eating the kimchi meal for weight loss prepared by Pei's mother, wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth and looked forward to it.
The little girl next to him kept looking around and peeping her head, which made people confused.
But Brother Liangzi soon understood why.
I seem to see someone in my sight!!
His round eyes widened, and he saw the little girl with red lips and white teeth jumping off the high bench, shouting in a milky voice: "Hamoni (grandma), halaboji (grandpa)! Those Yangzhou gangsters are here~~
"
The uncle glanced out of the corner of his eye.
His expression immediately became panicked, but the old man who was familiar with packing things threw down his shovel, jumped into the car handsomely, pressed the handbrake, and ran away with his wife.
Only a big one and a small one with big eyes and small eyes were left.
"Eh?!"
Jiang Xiaoliang, who had just given the money, spread his hands and looked confused.
Moya? What happened?!
But how could she, who had already given him money, watch her boss run away with her late-night snack?
"Moya? Boss! Boss lady?! My food! Ani! Oh—yo Busey! Oh my god! Eh?! Hey—your granddaughter didn’t get on the bus! Your granddaughter didn’t get on the bus!!"
Waiting for the wind to come is not Ryoko's style at all. She runs into the wind and runs like crazy until she finds time to look back.
A group of lowlifes in colorful shirts and suits slowly walked around the corner. They looked fierce, and you could tell at a glance that they were not good people!
The characteristic "city management" of the Southern Peninsula?!
"Charging protection money? I'm so drunk, Ah Yi Xiba!!"
As a successor of hometownism, I understand the principle of "never give up, never abandon"——
The kind-hearted Ryoko picked up the little girl and ran away!
Loveless and carefree, as free and unrestrained as the wind, full of care.
The only thing she was worried about at the moment was Sun Wendy, who was still waiting for her at the station.
"Sun Wanni! Flash!!"
"Inside?"
Jiang Xiaoliang no longer cared about maintaining a sense of distance, and the moment she ran back to the station, Sun Shengwan's cute and cute expression took her hand with her boyfriend's strength, pulled her up and ran away domineeringly.
The palms of my hands felt smooth and cold when they touched each other.
Wendy, who was trotting along, couldn't help but raise her head and look at this man's exquisite and panic-stricken profile.
"call…"
Breathing, wheezing, the sound coming to the ears through the wind.
She didn't understand why Xiao Liang went to buy midnight snacks and kidnapped a cute little girl along the way.
"What did you do? Little Liang."
His mind was full of questions, but he got up and ran along.
Even if this little Prabhu becomes a human trafficker, the little angel will also fall and hide it and become her accomplice.
"What did I do?! I want to know too! Why does something outrageous happen every time I have supper with your teacher Sun! My rice cakes and egg fried rice - the uncle and aunt took my money and ran away
, I only left my granddaughter to pay my debt to Brother Liang!" Wan Zi was so anxious that even the Daegu dialect came out, like a machine gun.
"Ah! Agassi! Azu Ma! Hand over the fried rice with one hand and the hostage with the other! Look back, you have left behind your precious daughter——"
Liangzi, who was carrying the stall owner's child, chased him all the way.
The girl's personality is hard to figure out. Sometimes she is as cold as light blue, and sometimes as passionate as pink.
Sun Shengwan, who was holding a blank cardboard in his arms, was about to laugh to death from this little man who called himself "Brother Liang".
The little girl behind hugged Jiang Xiaoliang's neck tightly. She was probably used to big scenes, so she didn't panic at all and sat firmly on the Diaoyutai.
“Fried rice Unnie, Fighting~”
"Call me!!"
The three of them soon caught up with the old couple's stall.
The uncle's smooth and carefree running posture just now showed that he was a young man who was playing games in life.
But no matter how fierce he is, he is still an old man. No, he even forgot to turn off the fire - the smell of burning rice is coming.
"Zhi Pianliang", who soon discovered this fact, was shocked and gritted his teeth.
Explode your body’s ultimate potential and run faster.
"Asi! My meal! Azu! My meal !! Washing food is shameful, my dear Grandpa Yuan will entrust me to beat me! Asi! No any more--"
But no matter how Jiang Xiaoliang shouted, the old couple refused to stop the car. They seemed to be severely deaf.
As IZ*ONE, a well-known rice cook in the southern peninsula, he will never allow the tragedy of food waste to happen in front of his eyes.
No matter what the situation, people have to rely on themselves!
Jiang Xiaoliang threw the little girl to the girl with short hair.
But Wendy held her tight and refused to let go. Ryoko had no choice but to free up one hand——
Brother Liangzi rolled up his sleeves, ran close to the stall, picked up a spoon, and wanted to stir-fry with the cart. His idea was as outrageous as he wanted, as funny as he wanted.
The car is an old three-wheeled dining car, very slow.
But no matter how slow the car, it was difficult for fourteen-year-old Liangzi to catch up, so she could only fall behind and catch up again.
He was in a state of embarrassment and refused to admit defeat.
Little Ah Liang, who is obsessed with paying for fried rice, you really have it. It’s as addictive as the fragrant fried rice!!
"Pfft!"
Sun Shengwan narrowed his eyes and covered his mouth with one hand.
This scene will never be forgotten in my life.
There is a silly boy chasing the car in front of me, and there is an idiot behind me whose thoughts are following the wind——
There is a lot of thinking and accumulation along the way.
It is the confusion and sobriety experienced when growing up with distance and time. The light blue color is Sun Shengwan's persistence that is always willing to move forward to catch up with the ball head.
"Haha, little Liang, you look so handsome when you are carrying the little girl on your back and holding the big sister's hand as you run away~~"
"Get the hell out of here~~"
"Don't get lost! You're so handsome when you fry rice with one hand and don't give in~"
"Ah Yixi! My egg fried rice is going to be burnt! Teacher Sun~~ Hurry! I can't fry it, I can't reach it, please! Please help me add some soy sauce first! It's up to you to save it!"