3 Bay Street

"Stop yelling, I won't play with you any more!"

Ten-year-old An Yu stood on a small bench, holding a dirty miniature model of Ultraman, frowning, looking down at the group of little radish heads surrounding him.

The afternoon sun is just right, making people lazy.Several children came out to play, An Yu was the youngest, but she had the most flexible mind, and could always think of novel and fun games from comic books, so she became the king of kids on West Street.

This time they were playing Ultraman's game, and the little carrot heads were arguing over the assignment of roles.

"And me! And me!" Zhang Li squeezed in from a pile of radish heads.

The boy looks as cute as a girl, and he is holding a flower ball. Boys usually don’t play with him because they think he cries a lot, but he really wants to play games with everyone. His big eyes are blinking and staring eagerly. With depression.

"You?" An Yu pressed his chin against Ultraman, and looked at him with disgust, "Just act like a pancake seller who was caught by a little monster, and then Ultraman came to save you! Hmm!"

An Yu felt more and more that she was smarter than these kids.

Zhang Li nodded happily: "Then who is the little monster?"

The chattering little carrot heads stopped talking.

The little monster is a big villain, and he was beaten by Ultraman. He is not majestic at all, and none of them want to be that.

An Yu looked around, raised his chin and thought for a while, pointed to An Chen who was sitting a few meters away, and said, "He! Call him a little monster!"

As soon as Zhang Li heard it, he immediately ran under the tree with the little flower ball in his arms and asked An Chen, "We are going to play a game, do you want to play?"

Under the willow tree, An Chen was sitting on a small bench, holding a small drawing book, staring intently at the cat in front of him.

This little white cat was lazily basking in the sun, and An Chen had been staring at him all afternoon.

Seeing that he ignored him, Zhang Li stomped his feet angrily: "Do you want to play or not?"

An Chen raised his head and frowned at him: "Not playing."

Zhang Li opened his eyes wide: "The game is really fun!"

"childish!"

Zhang Li blushed with anger: "I'm already in the third grade, you're so naive!"

In the end, the game was still a lot of fun.

Zhang Li acted like a little monster, and was chased and beaten by Ultraman all afternoon.

Played wildly all afternoon, and in the evening, the children were called home by their mothers for dinner.The two brothers were sitting on the threshold, each sitting on one side, An Chen was holding a crumpled little drawing book, An Yu was holding tightly to the worn-out Ultraman model, which he picked up by accident from a nearby garbage dump , is his only toy, he is so precious.

The two brothers just sat there stupidly, ignoring each other, waiting for their mother to come back quietly to cook.

It's strange to say that An Chen and An Yu are twin brothers, they are separated by only a few minutes, An Chen is the elder brother, An Yu is the younger brother, they don't look like each other, their personalities are opposite, and it's not good to have a small relationship.

The two children were only 10 years old at this time, and they were growing up, but An Jing only left a bowl of porridge for each of the two sons in the morning, so naturally they couldn't get enough to eat.

In the alley outside the threshold, Zhang Li was helping his grandma clean up the pancake and fruit stand.

He lowered his head and touched his hungry belly, An Yu rolled his eyes, and immediately ran over with his calves, stood in front of the stall, stared at the two pancakes that were not sold out, and turned to Grandma Zhang. She smiled cutely: "Grandma Zhang, you made it so delicious..."

Grandma Zhang sighed: "Your mother hasn't come back yet?"

An Yu nodded, keeping her eyes on the pancake fruit.

"How can you be a mother? The two children are hungry all day long. Look, how hungry they are!" Grandma Zhang packed the remaining two pancakes into two small bags while nagging, and ordered He gave one to his brother.

An Yu happily agreed, holding one in each hand, ran back happily, and ran to An Chen, with his arms akimbo, like a mighty little general: "Little monster, if you call me Ultraman, I will give it to you." You alone!"

An Chen raised his head and glanced at him, his little eyes were cold.

"I didn't intend to eat it for you!" An Yu snorted, then went straight to the hut, and ate the two delicious ones.

He ran to get it, why should he give it to this kid?

An Yu was full, and lay down on the small bed while touching her belly, and fell asleep.

The two brothers often have a full meal and a hungry meal, also because there is a very unreliable mother who is quiet.

An Jing used to be a hostess at a bar. She was quite pretty, and one day she hooked up with the eldest son of the Han family and became his mistress for two years.Later, the son of the Han family died unexpectedly, An Jing lost her source of income, and had to return to her old business.

The next morning, when An Yu eagerly went to Grandma Zhang's stall to beg for pancakes and fruits, Grandma Zhang realized that An Jing didn't come back last night, and the two children had been hungry all night.

"Sin!"

Grandma Zhang asked someone to guard the stall for her, and ran to the bar on the next street to have a look.

The proprietress was a neighbor on this street, so she fanned her fan and told her that An Jing had fallen in love with a clothes-selling boss in the past few months, and ran away with that lover last night.

"What about those two children?" Grandma Zhang was heartbroken.

"Those two little oil bottles, of course it's impossible for Jing Jing to take them away," the proprietress smiled, "but the background of these two little dolls is not simple, so send them to the Han family in the East District. But it’s a big deal, if the Han family doesn’t want it, then they can only pick up trash!”