Street office where the wind lives

Luan Zhou was unprepared, and as soon as he entered the courtyard, he was suffocated by the strong smell of chicken excrement and tears welled up in his eyes. Tang Lao Er dragged a snakeskin bag and stood under the wisteria trellis, smiling wildly.

It really means that Cao Cao Cao Cao has arrived, this Cao Cao is very polite, not only arrived by himself, but also brought a souvenir.

Looking at the two old hens flying freely all over the yard, Wei Nanfeng felt a headache.

One of them moved particularly coquettishly, and directly extended its claws to the mascots of the Wuyi Road Sub-district Office - the two-cylinder koi.The fat fish, which is difficult to turn over, saw a sharp yellow beak poking into the water suddenly, and was so frightened that they chased after each other and started Brownian motion.

"Keep fish under the claws!!!!"

It was too late and then too soon, Wei Nanfeng gave full play to the advantage of his long legs, stepped down several steps, and managed to catch the murderer who was about to bite.

Tang Lao Er didn't expect that the chicken he brought almost took the leader's fish in his mouth. Ding Ling dragged the snakeskin bag with a heavy load and rushed, nodding and bowing to apologize:

"Oh, oh, Director Xiao Wei, I'm so sorry. These two little beasts almost got into a big disaster, so I'll stew you guys tonight, eat chicken and stewed mushrooms!"

Wei Nanfeng held his forehead, the old hen was extremely restless in his hands, he tried to steal it but was caught, he became angry and forced all his strength to bite him fiercely, and finally freed himself.

Wei Nanfeng rubbed the painful tiger's mouth with one hand, and said calmly, "It's okay, Second Uncle Tang." Pointing to the snakeskin bag half as tall as a person, "What are you doing here?"

Tang Laoer slapped his forehead: "Oh! This is a little thought from our family, please accept it, if it wasn't for you, Xiaoyu might be cheated more miserably now."

While talking, he untied the hemp rope that tied his mouth, and poured out like a treasure.

All kinds of vegetables, seasonings, and delicacies rolled all over the yard, at least a month's worth. Luan Zhou almost suspected that he had moved the whole Wuyi road to the yard. After a long while, he faltered and spit out a sentence:

"Uncle Tang, I actually don't know how to cook..."

Luan Zhou was holding back his laughter from the back and was about to go crazy. He couldn't help it when he heard this sentence, so he burst out laughing.

This time the target was exposed, as if Tang Lao Er had discovered a new continent, he grasped his hands excitedly and shook them up and down.

"Xiao Luan is here too. I've heard what Xiao Yu said. I'm really sorry. Besides Director Xiao Wei, we should thank you the most. Thank you for being by Xiao Yu's side at that time, accompanying her in the operation and taking care of her. Don't worry , the reward promised to you, I, Tang Laoer, will scrape together to pay you back even if I sell everything, and you will get a point."

Luan Zhou just wanted to say no, he didn't do anything, and he was embarrassed to take people's hard-earned money.He saw Wei Nanfeng standing behind Tang Laoer, beckoning him with his eyes: "Go on."

He didn't know why, but on other people's territory, he had no choice but to be as hospitable as he wanted, and nodded embarrassingly at Tang Lao Er, expressing that he was not in a hurry, and just take it easy.

Only then did Tang Laoer give up, and after letting go, Luan Zhou flexed his wrist in pain, and suddenly a sentence popped up in his mind: Young man, you don't know anything about strength!

It took a while for the feeling of suspected dislocation to subside. Luan Zhou looked at the hunchbacked back of Tang's second son Guo, feeling admiration from the bottom of his heart: "Mom, how strong..."

They didn't eat chicken stewed with mushrooms that night. Under Tang Laoer's hard work, Wei Nanfeng finally agreed to leave a bagful of vegetables, and the chicken would take away whatever it wanted.

The reason is that no one will do it, and the office has no place to raise them. In order for the koi kings to continue to bless the people of Wuyi Road in the coming year, I ask Tang Laoer to take these two meat-eating fighting chickens into the team.

Before leaving, Wei Nanfeng mysteriously called Tang Laoer aside.Pulling out his pocket like a magic trick:

"Second Uncle Tang, I'll show you a treasure~"

"Dangdangdangdang~"

A palm-sized photo was handed over from Wei Nanfeng's fingers under the faint moonlight, Tang Erlao's excited hair trembled, and the old black and white photo was tightly held in his hand. After looking at it for two or three minutes, it was too Excessive force caused the fingertips to turn white.

"This this……"

Wei Nanfeng embraced his shoulders, motioned him to stop talking, he understood, patted his shoulder with one hand, and said:

"Second Uncle Tang, live a good life with Xiao Yu from now on. Xiao Yu is a good boy. She got into a corner and took a detour before. Fortunately, she turned around in time. With you and aunt watching her from now on, she won't go astray again."

Tang Er Er wiped his cloudy eyes, nodded vigorously, wrapped the photo three times inside and outside three times, put it in his pocket and put it away, turned his head and bowed deeply to Wei Nanfeng.

Wei Nanfeng dodged and did not accept his gift, and Tang Lao Er didn't force it any more, striding away with two chicken necks.

From the small courtyard of the office to Wuyi Road, you have to pass through an alley. There is no light in the alley, and it will be dark at dusk, but Tang Laoer walks firmly, and his back is not so bent anymore.

Usually he walks alone, but today, with his wife accompanying him, the two of them walk at night, and one is the guiding light for the other.

Like a newly married couple, they strolled through the night market stalls on Wuyi Road, took two cold dishes and half a roast duck, and went back to drink.

Today, Tang Laoer wants to get completely drunk.

Life may be able to bend a person's spine, but it can't erase a promise that bears half a lifetime: Iraqis are so precious, and they will never be forgotten in life.

……

The whole day's development was like a roller coaster. When Luan Zhou came in the morning, he was still a quasi-defendant, but when he left, he turned back into a good-natured young man with nothing to do.

The unspeakable cheers in my heart were all expressed in body language, and my steps were unconsciously light and light, like stepping on clouds.

"Little Comrade!" Wei Nanfeng had been walking a few steps behind him, not disturbing him to have fun alone, and suddenly called out to stop him.

Luan Zhou turned his head suspiciously, and saw Wei Nanfeng lying on the railing, pointing to the sky with one hand, and said to him:

"I seldom come here. The night view is not bad."

When he realized it, his body had already moved before his mind, and Luan Zhou moved to Wei Nanfeng's side step by step, looking in the direction he pointed.

At 07:30, as soon as the news broadcast ended, the night lights of Zhanhe River were turned on on time, and the stars were reflected on the carved railings and paintings on the riverside, forming a colorful sky of stars.

Wei Nanfeng took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, shook out one and handed it to Luan Zhou: "Do you smoke?"

Luan Zhou declined him politely with a smile: "I can't get used to this." He took out a long and thin stick from the transparent box hanging around his neck, held it in his hand and waved it:

"I smoke this, are you interested in trying?"

Wei Nanfeng suddenly realized: "I've been studying what you hang around your neck all day. It's square. It turned out to be a cigarette case! You're quite particular. You have to pose for the cigarette when you smoke it. Smokers in our country With your awareness, the smoking cessation rate will increase by at least five points every year, which is much more effective than printing disgusting lungs and livers on cigarette packs."

Luan Zhou seemed to understand, but couldn't tell if he was playing tricks on himself, and without answering, he took away the lighter that Wei Nanfeng was holding in his hand, lit the cigarette tail with a click, and the two of them stood in the sudden silence. , Fascinated by the night view of the Zhan River.

Wei Nanfeng burned out a cigarette, and he smoked like an old smoker with the last puff, puffing up his cheeks slightly, and exhaled a gorgeous smoke ring with a "poof".

Luan Zhou pretended to be passing by and just saw it, and blew a hooligan whistle. Because he was in a really happy mood, the end sound almost flew out.

"Yo, buddy, practiced!"

Wei Nanfeng was amused by the look of old god on his face. Although this man looked a little tired, there was a clear smile in his eyes, and the tails of his eyes were long and narrow. A faint smile flew out from the corner of his eyes and pierced Wei Nanfeng's eyes. He thought of Bian Zhilin's poem:

You stand on the bridge and watch the scenery,

Viewers are looking at you upstairs.

The bright moon decorates your windows,

You decorate other people's dreams.

With this thought, all the hairs on his body stood up, his eyes darted around Luan Zhou following the direction of the smoke flow.

People who write for a long time will inevitably encounter a time of exhaustion of inspiration. At this time, nicotine is the best catalyst.

Luan Zhou hates the smell of smoke and needs the stimulation of tobacco, so he has been smoking women's cigarettes. The slender pipe is precariously hooked between his fingers. Matching his pale complexion that has not seen the light for a long time, the raised blue veins on the back of his hand meander all the way Winding down, it is reminiscent of the dead branches protruding from the Yousen ancient tomb.

Wei Nanfeng frowned, thinking that this child is probably malnourished, doesn't like sports, and worries about others...

Luan Zhou didn't know that he had already been labeled as a bad boy in others' hearts, and he was still focused on how to exhale a smoke ring elegantly and handsomely, but he failed many times in practice.

"The one just now, can you teach me a little bit." Luan Zhou said, "It's pretty cool to spit out a white circle with your mouth. How long have you been practicing?"

Wei Nanfeng tore his eyes away from him in time, and smiled indistinctly: "Oh, this, I haven't practiced it before. It may be some kind of gifted ability."

Luan Zhou: ...excuse me

Wei Nanfeng: "Hahaha, I'm just kidding, come on, give me roots, and I'll teach you."

Luan Zhou handed him a cigarette dubiously, regretting the question he just asked.

As a result, Wei Nanfeng didn't continue to tease him, and actually taught him seriously: "You have to do this first, take a puff, hold the cigarette in your mouth, use the tip of your tongue to release the air pressure, don't swallow it, and take another breath from your throat Push out."

Luan Zhou tried a few more times, but he still couldn't figure it out. He felt like a fool breathing into the glass in winter.

"Forget it, I may not have developed this part of the gene... um—"

In the middle of speaking, Luan Zhou felt a hand holding his chin, and the other half of the unfinished words were stuck in his throat, neither up nor down.

Wei Nanfeng faced Luan Zhou's side face, and exerted some strength with his thumb and index finger at the same time, forcing his mouth to open slightly:

"Right now, take another breath, and blow it out as I said." His voice was already low, but it would have a smoky voice, sounding like a late-night radio DJ.

There was only a thin layer of skin between Wei Nanfeng's hand and his mouth, so he wondered if he could feel his teeth chattering.Luan Zhou nailed his eyes to the wall lamp on the far bank of the river, his hand holding the cigarette was like a mechanical prosthesis, he stuffed the half-burned cigarette into his mouth with a hemiplegia, took a sharp puff, and choked until he was dizzy.

"Cough cough cough... cough cough... forget it, cough cough cough, I can't..."

Wei Nanfeng didn't expect him to have such a big reaction. With one hand, he patted his back to give him comfort, and with the other, he pinched the cigarette that was almost burning to his fingertips.

Wei Nanfeng: "The revolution has not yet succeeded, little comrade, forget it and don't try hard."

Luan Zhou breathed the beauty of the fresh air again, and felt that he was quite funny. Before he did anything more embarrassing, he decided to go back home as soon as possible.

Some farewell words were typed in his stomach, and he was about to blurt out when Wei Nanfeng asked casually, "Have you graduated yet?"

"Ah...? Not yet, I'm preparing for my senior year internship." Luan Zhou got excited and was about to speak again.

Wei Nanfeng: "Internship...do you want to consider coming to my place?"

Luan Zhou choked completely: "???"

Wei Nanfeng: "That's all I'm saying, you should think about it. I happen to be short of a deputy. I usually collect the documents and go to the streets for a couple of laps."

Wei Nanfeng rubbed his nose with his hand, and then said, "I think I'm very close to you, but judging by your appearance, you don't seem to be content to work in a small place, but I look like you. Forget it, don't worry about it." Go, go back and find a good unit..."

Luan Zhou: "Let me think about it!"

Wei Nanfeng was abruptly interrupted, with a rare look of dullness on his face: "Huh?"

Luan Zhou slowed down, and said in a very gentle tone, almost word for word: "I said, let me think about it."

After confirming their eyes, the two laughed at the same time. Suddenly, a few sky-high fireworks popped up on the other side of the Zhan River. The people on the Wuyi Road are always so ingenious. It is very arbitrary, but it is also cheaper for other passers-by.

You never know what color the next firework will be, just like you don't know what ridiculous accidents are waiting for you tomorrow, the road ahead is long, at least two people will not be too lonely.

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