There is a snack street north of Nanjiang University. Even during the school holidays, stalls are set up regardless of the weather, and many residents come here to have breakfast.
Zhao Yang and we sat down at a random stall. I wanted to invite him to a high-end restaurant for breakfast, but he said he wanted to taste what he would eat after school.
He also ordered a portion of tofu puffs...salty.
"Are you from the north?" I sat across from him and looked at him in surprise. Looking at Zhao Yang's thin skin and tender flesh, I thought he was from the south. The feng shui in the south nourishes people, unlike the wind and sand in the north.
Zhao Yang lowered his eyes and used a small plastic spoon to open the bean curd and braised pork bit by bit. His dark eyes were hidden under the crow-feather-like eyelashes, allowing only one or two points of brilliance to be glimpsed.
"When I was a child, I was from the north. Later, my parents and I came to the south. I couldn't get used to the southern taste, so my dad hired a chef at home who can cook northern cuisine."
Oh, so he has maintained the northern taste for so many years.
I took a bite of the tea egg and chatted casually with him: "How old were you when you were a child?"
"Six years old."
"Haha, you remember it so clearly."
"Well, because something special happened that year." Zhao Yang slowed down, "What about you, do you remember what happened before you were six years old?"
I scratched my face and thought about it carefully: "I remember, but it was too long ago and I can't remember many things clearly."
Zhao Yang opened his mouth, and finally took a bite of tofu nao in an elegant manner.
"Yes, it's because of some special reasons that I miss the carefree and happy days even more."
When I asked further, I guess he was talking about his personal privacy. I stopped outside the safety line in time, lowered my head and ate the soft tofu.
After it quieted down, the sound from the next table became very loud.
"Hey, have you heard? There's a strange disease happening over there in the old city!"
"What strange disease? It surprises you so much."
"You really haven't heard about it? There is a fruit shop owner over there. He became ten years younger overnight. He couldn't see the sun. He stayed at home for several days. In the end, he was found to be smelly.
Is it weird?"
"Yes, yes, I heard that when he was found, his intestines were torn to pieces!"
"Don't be so scary! Why don't you let me eat?"
I paused and turned to look to the side.
Four men, neither fat nor thin, were sitting together, drinking soy milk. One of them was beaming with joy when he spoke, and his hands and feet were almost flying.
"It is said that this disease is still contagious!" The man who spoke was bald and wearing green half-sleeves. When he spoke, his eyes widened and he looked to the right, still a little scared.
Psychologically speaking, looking to the right is a memory, and he is not lying.
I was just about to listen again when Zhao Yang stood up and went to pay the money.
"You said I invited you."
"It's my first time to have dinner with you. How can I ask you to invite me?" Zhao Yang smiled and handed me his room key. "My little Jin is still sleeping. I would like to ask you to help take care of him these days."
Xiao Jin is the little golden retriever that is two to three months old.
He helped me so much, so of course I had to readily agree: "No problem."
He sent me back to the community, and then to the underground parking lot. I watched his aqua blue supercar go out in front of the unit building, and he turned his back to me and raised his hand to wave.
I scratched my head, it was such a strange feeling.
We had dinner together and watched him go out. It would have been fine if it was Lulu and the others, but Zhao Yang is the first outsider I have treated like this in eighteen years.
I shook my head and threw these messy thoughts out of my head.
When I got home, I quickly went to burn incense sticks at the entrance of the hall. Wong Tai Sin stretched himself out and yawned. As soon as he landed on the ground, he smelled at me: "You have eaten tofu! Why didn't you bring some back to me!"
I pushed away his unshaven face and said, "Teacher, there seems to be a strange disease in the old city."
Wong Tai Sin stroked his beard, hummed and shook his sleeves, and walked to the balcony: "I'm going to investigate first, cook me chicken quickly! I'll come back to eat!"
"Hey, I know how to eat." Sister Hu Ming also got off the table.
I looked around her twice: "Teacher, have you had a rest?"
"It's no problem, don't worry."
I nodded, and my phone suddenly rang. When I picked up the phone, the voice on the other end was very old but full of energy. It was the mayor of Xinhe Village.
"Master, we just came out of the Public Security Bureau. The police have already filed a case. Wang Zhou can't run away this time. We all discussed it just now and wanted to treat your savior to a meal in the village. Do you think you will
Do you have time?"
"Okay, I get it."
I hung up the phone. Although these villagers are ordinary people with the most common shortcomings of ordinary people, I don't like them anyway, and I don't want to have too much interaction with them. If there is no business, I should not contact them again.
After all, the life lost will never come back, and their words are no different from those of murderers.
After thinking about it, I sent another message to Brother Song Liang to let him know. After all, we were his college classmates and we still had a very good relationship.
Brother Song Liang quickly called over the video: "Hey, it's all retribution. He deserves to be punished for doing something wrong. It's a pity. My sister-in-law used to have good family conditions, but in order to marry Zhouzi, she had a huge quarrel with her family.
Also, the child should go to school next year, and now there are four elderly people at home."
Brother Song Liang's tone was full of worry and sadness.
Behind him, a woman walked out of the bedroom door holding a child and coaxing her. Her name was Chen Xuan. She was Brother Song Liang's daughter-in-law. She was a kind-hearted and informal person. She and Brother Song Liang were also college classmates.
As soon as I saw my sister-in-law, I waved my hands excitedly: "Sister-in-law!"
Sister-in-law Chen Xuan looked at the screen in surprise: "Ah, Nuan Ting, you are so beautiful today."
"I put on makeup this morning haha."
Brother Song Liang was still sitting on the sofa with a sad face, but Sister-in-law Chen Xuan and I both stopped smiling at the same time.
The sister-in-law sat next to Brother Song Liang and sighed: "If you are worried, just help me. After all, Zhouzi and we are also classmates. He is wrong, but her wife and children are not wrong, right? Our family is not short of money now, help
Help, I can understand you."
Brother Song Liang was so relieved that he immediately kissed Sister-in-law Chen Xuan on the face: "Thank you, wife."
I hung up the video blankly... How come this world is full of ghosts and dog food!
Later, I saw the news in the group that my second uncle and the others bought the afternoon flight tickets. I became happy again. I hummed a song and went to Zhao Yang's house to pick up the little golden retriever with wet eyes and started to stew chicken.
As soon as the chicken was stewed, Wong Tai Sin wiped the sweat from his head and jumped in from the balcony.