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Compared with large supermarkets, Yang Zhen prefers those small vegetable markets with stalls.

There are Maos and short catties, there are shouts and discussions, there are asking prices and bargaining, the freshness of the dishes is more authentic, and the human touch is stronger. You can chat for a long time when you buy half a catty of tofu.

Of course, what he likes the most is that the small food market basically comes with a steaming morning market, soy milk fritters, pancakes and fruits, and noodles vermicelli Goubuli buns.

Since the time for ordinary people to buy vegetables is concentrated in the daytime, most of Yang Zhen’s working hours are at night, from 6:3 p.m. Delays will fluctuate a bit.

During the transportation, he can take a nap in bits and pieces, but there is really nothing he can do when he is hungry, especially in the second shift in the middle of the night. He is always on the road. Only the 24-hour supermarket is still open. They are so hungry that their chests stick to their backs.

Therefore, it is very happy to stop at the vegetable market before 6 o'clock in the morning, and have a serious breakfast.

The domestic convenience vegetable market is one of Yang Zhen’s current docking points. The scale is not very large, with a width of about 20 meters and a depth of about 60 meters. It is open on all sides with a canopy on the top. It looked a little gray.

Small vegetable vendors either grow their own plants, and usually have to go to the wholesale market to purchase the rest. However, there are several vendors in China who are friends of the boss Yang Zhen.

The poker players will tacitly lose some money to him, and they are all out to beg for a living. Those who can help will not be too stingy, and those who are helped will also know how to reciprocate.

Since they are friends, unloading goods has naturally become Yang Zhen's job, and most of the vegetable vendors are middle-aged, earning a little hard money to make ends meet, and young and strong guys are not easy to do. with.

Yang Zhen loves to smile, although he is not the enthusiastic kind, but a slight bend in the corner of his mouth gives people a different feeling, so after he came, he quickly became the "Xiao Yang" in the mouths of many vegetable vendors.

Xiao Yang is reliable, Xiao Yang is stable, Xiao Yang can endure hardships, Xiao Yang looks good, Xiao Yang must be a farmer, Xiao Yang is a good son-in-law...

Xiao Yang didn't know that he was being missed by others, and he wondered whether the time was right for him to start a business every day.

Yang Zhen's old business is word-of-mouth business, and he also likes to talk to people. Although the money earned by labor is equally glorious, it is really hard.Ask yourself, in terms of hard work and hard work, he is not as good as these people who get up early and work late at night, and if he runs a small business by himself, he can squeeze out more time to understand the world.

Other people's baskets can be placed at the warehouse door, but one owner specifically told them to deliver them under the stall, because the vegetable vendor's stall owner only has one hand.

The Queen Mother has been running the vegetable stall for many years, and the lumbar spine and unloading are all lies, Quan Wei knows the truth, but he still got up early, and drove east before dawn.

The son wanted to support him, but he would not wait for his relatives. For so many years, he always thought of his father Luo Ruisheng. Every year, he went to the countryside to visit him, and washed his tombstone with Erguotou, which he loved to drink.

But when they depended on each other, Quan Wei didn't have such a deep affection with the old man. He came from a rich family and despised everything about the poor old man.

People, let’s not talk about others, just talk about him, he is relatively cheap, smells far away and smells near, and reads when you can’t touch it, so even though you are not very close to your parents, their demands can be slightly satisfied, and generally they do not refuse. Pass.

There is no traffic jam in the early morning, but the distance is a bit long. When Quan Wei arrived, it was only a few minutes before six o'clock. He couldn't help a few times in a year, but he knew that he must be late, because the booth closest to the door had already opened. Seasonings, dry goods, ginger and garlic are arranged in an orderly manner.

He ran to the booth, and saw his father standing in the place where he would talk to and collect money, with his left shoulder slumped, pulling or picking up something under the booth, his right shoulder was raised naturally, and his right arm looked shorter, reaching only to his chest. It's gone.

When Luo Jiayi was young, he was a bookish intellectual. When he was old, there was more ink in his stomach, but he couldn't eat it. He was born to enjoy life. The bucket of water can't be replaced, and the physical work at home is done by the queen mother with her sleeves rolled up.

Quan Wei scanned the front and back of the stall, and didn't see his mother, Quan Shishi, so he hurriedly stopped his father's volunteering in three steps at a time, and said loudly, "Farewell, old Luo, let it go, I..."

Before he could say "Come", Luo Jiayi over there turned around and gave him a soft smile. At the same time, he stood up straight unconsciously, raised his left hand above the booth, and held...a cup of soybean milk in his hand.

Quan Wei's eyelids twitched, and he closed his mouth instantly. He might have made a mistake. Luo Jiayi was not working, but delivering breakfast to his daughter-in-law. This couple failed to be parents, but they are still very loving as a couple .

However, just as Quan Wei thought he had finished looking at the picture to understand, Quan Shishi immediately trotted out from the front of the warehouse.

The queen mother is completely different from the two males in the family. She is a rich elder sister with fair skin all over her body. When she was young, she first fell in love. After sending out a blessing, I begged my grandpa to tell my grandma how fortunate Quan Wei only has skin like hers.

Quan Shishi didn't see her son at all, and shouted with a straighter gaze than the route: "Xiao Yang, hurry up and pay the bill."

A head popped up from the stall, first said "don't worry" to Quan Shishi, and then took the time to look at Quan Wei.

It was a face with a few shades of black, and I couldn't see below the neck even when I was squatting. Quan Wei had only met Yang Zhen a few times before, and I didn't miss it usually. I didn't recognize it at first sight, and walked a few steps Feeling familiar, the moment a person's name was ready to emerge in his consciousness, the other party stood up and smiled, and greeted him preemptively.

"Hi, see you again."

Quan Wei didn't know that Yang Zhen had a safe journey and came downstairs to his parents. He was stuck in the grocery shopping position, and he didn't think "what a coincidence" or "it's a pleasure to meet you", but just nervous I felt a sense of fate similar to meeting a dog skin plaster that couldn't be shaken off.

Perhaps to cover up the various vegetable juices that cannot be washed off, Yang Zhen wears camouflage work clothes. This is a set of colors with great personality and strength, but it is not very Yang Zhen. His facial features are actually slightly more angular than Quan. But the temperament is not right, especially the eyes and expression, neither motherly nor soft, Quan Wei can't tell, just feel that he is very embarrassed now.

Quan Wei doesn't know that he doesn't regret touching loan sharks now, all he knows is that the blessing he gave to Yang Zhen when he posted "Safe voyage" that day has disappeared just now, maybe this person has a "next time" stuck on him Please shoot me when we meet" buff.

Quan Wei disliked Yang Zhen appearing around his parents.

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Quan Wei has been withdrawn since he was a child, and his friends are all rare animals. Both Quan Shishi and Luo Jiayi were taken aback, and presumptuously understood Yang Zhen as an acquaintance of their son.Because of Quan Wei's bad temper, it's hard for people who don't know him to smile so kindly and naturally.

Quan Shishi was warm and hospitable, and before Quan Wei could figure out why Yang Zhen was here, she began to invite: "What a coincidence, since it's Xiao...er, friend Xiaowei, why don't you stay for a meal at noon?" ?”

Yang Zhen usually takes good care of them, and always smiles when they move in and out. She is really grateful to this young man and wants to return him a favor.

Luo Jiayi also expressed his welcome. He is a person with almost no temper and has no opinions.

It's just that Quan Wei, whose personality is not like the two of them, narrowed his eyelids when he heard his mother's words, and before Yang Zhen could speak, he immediately interrupted: "Mom, don't be fooled around, first look What kind of virtue is your son, and then think about whether he can make such a good friend. Yang Zhen rented my house and met twice during the handover, I almost didn't recognize him just now."

Why didn't he recognize the person? This is obliquely trying to dislike others, saying that others have a public face... Quan Shishi stared at him, telling him not to be such a dog that can't spit out ivory.

Yang Zhen is eloquent and understands the closed door that Quan Wei has pulled on himself. He is not familiar with Quan Wei at all, and he will not go even if Quan Wei asks to invite him. Yang Zhen waved his hand and tacitly accepted "even if I don’t know each other when I meet you.” He smiled and said, “Yeah, I just think Quan Wei’s eyes are familiar. After thinking about it for a long time, I couldn’t remember the name, so I just called out ‘Hi’.”

Quan Wei with a very recognizable name: "..."

Yang Zhen moved out of the stall calmly while talking, and then said: "Thank you both for your kindness, I appreciate it, I'm at work now, it's getting late and I have to go, see you."

After speaking, he immediately turned around and yelled "coming" in the direction of the truck, regardless of whether there was no one there now.

Yang Zhen has been here for more than two months. This is the first time someone invited him to dinner at home. He also wants to have friends who can visit each other, but he has no and will never wrong himself. He has a home, although he cannot be called home at present. But at least he was at ease there.

After Yang Zhen left, Quan Shishi beckoned to her son and said curiously, "Quan Xiaowei, did Yang Zhen offend you?"

Jincheng's enthusiasm for releasing his pigeons in the third period has disappeared, and he said based on the facts: "No, what's wrong?"

Quan Shishi's sixth sense told her that things were not so simple: "You speak a bit eccentrically to him, don't you, Lao Luo?"

Luo Jiayi doesn't like Quan Wei's character very much, he is strong and holds grudges, is not generous enough, and doesn't look like a majestic man, but he doesn't have much majesty as a father. say.

Quan Wei saw that no one was talking, so he laughed and argued: "Mom, why do I feel that you have some opinions on me?"

Quan Shishi let out an indescribable "Hey", glanced at the truck, saw Yang Zhen was going out, and seemed to be going to have breakfast, and immediately began to direct Quan Wei to work: "Don't pester there, this one This, serve it to me. You must not have eaten, so I'll get you a bowl of noodles."

Quan Wei didn't have the habit of making breakfast at 5 in the morning. He nodded, walked around from the side of the concrete table to the back of the booth, pulled the pony up and sat down, and began to pull out the bundles of leafy vegetables from the plastic film. All about the same.

Luo Jiayi put the soymilk on the basket next to her and said, "Your favorite soymilk has enough sugar, so don't drink it on an empty stomach. I'll have some porridge and I'll replace it with you later."

Quan Wei's drinks are always drunk, he never cares whether he is fasting or not, he is a bit thirsty, picked two handfuls of vegetable leaves and grabbed the cup, took two big gulps before remembering that this is the cup that Yang Zhen didn't ask for .

To drink or not to drink?This is not a problem. Although Yang Zhen is haunted, Sweet Soy Milk is innocent.

When Quan Shishi went out, it was enough time for 5 or 6 bowls of noodles. Quan Wei thought that she was on the road talking to people again, but when she came back, she realized that it was not.She should have invited Yang Zhen to have breakfast, and she was carrying steamed buns full of soy milk and fried dough sticks in her hand, and she let Yang Zhen hold them as she walked, but the latter kept pushing, and she refused to let go.

The scene looked very friendly, Quan Wei subconsciously squeezed the paper cup into a ball, he was not jealous, he was a little uneasy for no reason, as if he had a premonition that this person named Yang Zhen would definitely have trouble with them.

From this day on, there will always be one or two days a week when Yang Zhen will see Quan Wei being a 24-year-old filial son in the vegetable market. He only needs to unload the baskets at the door of Sister Quan's warehouse without distinction, and Quan Wei will be on his own. move away.

He didn't even bother to take the lead, because he instinctively felt that Quan Wei had some inexplicable hostility towards him. Yang Zhenxin said not to help pull him down, and then looked coldly at Quan Wei who didn't understand the situation and put shepherd's purse and Chrysanthemum chrysanthemum together, and was scolded by his mother for success or failure There is more than enough.

On the other hand, he has basically saved his wages for a while, and he has some funds for activities, so he asked another elder sister in the market to help him inquire about rent-seeking stalls, and wanted to rent a small stall here for a short time to test his skills.

Quan Wei originally wanted to guard against him, fearing that loan sharks would come here and his parents would become little shrimps who would be affected.Then the good ones didn't work, the bad ones didn't work, the usury didn't come, and the market went crazy first.

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