After Losing His Job, He Was Picked Up And Brought Home By A Treasure Girl

"arrive."

After getting off the motorcycle, Ye Shuang looked around and found that this was a very ordinary urban area - although the station gate was also divided into Haizhu, it had not actually developed. After all, the city's focus was on the east, and the west was often ignored. And there are many rural areas, so they are often ridiculed as suburbs.

But the residents on the Zhanmen side don’t feel anything. Not to mention that their lives have basically not changed. Guangfu Province has always emphasized “one voice, one spirit”. There are slight differences in language factions in the east and west of the city. Therefore, although Zhanmen is divided into Haizhu City, but when going to the urban area, it is said to go to Haizhu, not to the urban area.

"There really aren't any tall buildings here... I seem to have been to Crocodile Island here when I was a kid." Ye Shuang looked around. At this moment, a voice came from beside him, "Help me."

Ye Shuang looked sideways and found that it was a little difficult for An Shiyu to get off the motorcycle. She was not very tall, about 1.6 meters tall, but it was still a little difficult to control the motorcycle.

The ankles were twisting from side to side, and those little leather shoes looked a bit funny.

"Wouldn't it be nice to buy a smaller motorcycle?" Ye Shuang walked up to An Shiyu and helped her park the car.

"I like big ones."

"..."

After getting out of the car, Anshiyu stretched and then bent his body back in an exaggerated way, showing amazing flexibility.

"Okay, let's go." An Shiyu said.

"Buy milk tea here?" Ye Shuang pointed to the residential building in front. Most of the people here are local villagers. Apart from supermarkets selling daily necessities and some restaurants, there is nothing else, right?

"Just go."

An Shiyu was walking outside, and Ye Shuang followed him.

The girl led Ye Shuang around and around, and finally walked into an alley, and then walked through it to the end.

A dilapidated hut appeared in front of us. There was a sign on the top of the entrance, but it was no longer clear what words were written on it. The sign was completely white and was eroded by the years.

An Shiyu staggered and walked directly in.

Although Ye Shuang was confused, he followed in.

It was a little dark inside, and there was an old smell mixed with cement floor coming to his nose. After Ye Shuang saw the layout of the house clearly, he realized that it was a canteen - although it was said to be a canteen, it actually didn't sell anything. It was just a simple cardboard box with scattered spicy strips inside, and there was even dust on it.

On the counter next to it, there were several glass jars containing things like cow ears, peanuts, and melon seeds.

There was an old man sitting behind the counter. It was summer, but he was wearing a cotton hat. The wrinkles on his face were as deep as a knife.

"Mother-in-law, bring me two cups of milk tea and some melon seeds and peanuts." An Shiyu stood in front of the counter and said to the old man.

After a few seconds, the old man opened his cloudy eyes and stood up slowly.

Her hands were shaking a little, but she still held the plastic bag and got some peanuts and melon seeds for Anshiyu. At this time, Anshiyu also walked to the freezer nearby and took out two cups of wet milk tea.

It was an old-fashioned refrigerator, and the drinks inside were soaked in ice water.

"How much?"

"Two cups of milk tea, peanuts..." the old man murmured, stretching out his five thin fingers, "2 yuan."

An Shiyu took out a hundred-yuan bill and stuffed it into a drawer on the side, "Okay, I'll put it here."

"Okay... okay." The old man hunched over and sat back on the chair.

And An Shiyu didn't say anything more and left the store carrying her things.

Ye Shuang on the side saw this and had no choice but to follow.

"You came all the way here just to buy these things?" Ye Shuang walked up to An Shiyu and asked, "Is it particularly delicious?"

An Shiyu peeled off two peanuts and handed them to Ye Shuang.

Ye Shuang threw it into his mouth, but frowned the next moment, "It's old."

"Well, it's old, just like that old lady." An Shiyu took Ye Shuang to a stone step in the corner of the village and sat down.

"The old man lost his father when he was young, his husband and children in middle age, and he has no grandchildren in his old age." An Shiyu opened the bottle of milk tea and drank, "People in the village say she is a broom star, like a person who is not welcome everywhere." The old items are in the way wherever they are.”

Ye Shuang also picked up the bottle of milk tea and found that it was expired.

"expired."

"Yeah." An Shiyu didn't seem to care very much. She drank milk tea and looked at the farmland not far away.

When Ye Shuang saw this scene, he also took a sip. The taste of inferior creamer was not very sweet, but it was too sweet.

"So you came all the way here just to help her?"

"It's out of the question." An Shiyu said, "I just promised her that I would collect her body when she dies."

"But she should have forgotten. After all, at such an old age, it is normal to have Alzheimer's disease."

The air was silent for a moment, and Ye Shuang suddenly felt that the milk tea in his hand seemed to be getting worse and worse. He peeled a few more peanuts and ate them, but there was no taste when chewing them in his mouth, as if he was chewing hard pieces of mud. .

"Uncle, do you believe in fate?" An Shiyu suddenly looked over, his eyes under the bangs flashing with emotions that Ye Shuang couldn't understand.

"Do not believe."

"I don't believe it either." An Shiyu said, her voice suddenly paused, and continued, "But I found that some people's fate seems to be doomed, and they cannot be changed no matter how hard they try."

"But some people need to struggle a little before they realize, 'Oh, hard work is really useless, and it can't change the already destined outcome.'"

"What do you think so much about at your age?" Ye Shuang smiled, then drank the milk tea in one breath, "Well, it tastes really bad."

After screwing on the lid, Ye Shuang put the empty bottle into a plastic bag, "Sometimes, people don't have to live for a happy ending. Isn't it nice to have a beautiful process?"

"If the painful ending is really destined, then make the process more beautiful."

An Shiyu looked at Ye Shuang, seeming to be thinking about something. It wasn't until a few minutes later that she stood up and said, "Go back."

"So fast?"

"Do you want to spend the night here?" An Shiyu lowered his head and looked at Ye Shuang, "It's not impossible. Let's find a hotel to sleep in."

"That's not necessary."

An Shiyu packed up milk tea and the like again.

"Don't drink anymore?"

"Well, it tastes a bit unpleasant."

Ye Shuang: "..."

After returning to the motorcycle, Ye Shuang looked at the girl wearing a helmet standing next to him and asked, "Why don't you get on it?"

"I'm tired and don't want to drive."

"It's better to drive out from the beginning." Ye Shuang sighed, took the key from the girl's hand, and lit the motorcycle directly.

"Okay, sit down."

Ye Shuang put on his helmet and just finished speaking, but found that there was no movement behind him.

He turned around in confusion, only to find An Shiyu curled up on the ground, with one hand covering his chest——

"Anshiyu?!"