Professional Sugar Sprinkler Instruction Manual

After dinner, Ye Ya excitedly took two pieces of cake to Damao and Pengpeng's home.

Sitting on a bench in the yard, Ji Huaiyuan looked up at the dark blue night sky, dotted with only a few dim stars.Grandpa brought tea over and handed it to Ji Huaiyuan, who sat beside him with a smile, "Xiao Ji, you've spent a lot of money today."

Ji Huaiyuan's eyes fell, and he smiled lightly: "Grandpa, you don't have to be polite to me."

Grandpa continued to laugh, smiled and sighed again, "It's the first time for Yaya to eat a birthday cake. I can see that he is very happy today. He is reluctant to finish eating and save it for tomorrow. Seeing it makes me feel very happy." -"

In fact, Ji Huaiyuan had always had doubts in his heart. He looked at his grandfather, remained silent for a moment, and asked, "Where's Ye Ya's parents?"

Grandpa hadn't spoken to her for a long time, and Ji Huaiyuan was not in a hurry. He took a sip of tea lightly, and the bitterness spread on the tip of his tongue. After a while, there was a hint of sweetness on the root of his tongue. It wasn't a good tea, it was more dry.

"Yaya, he doesn't have parents." Grandpa sighed heavily, "I picked him up from the garbage dump. He was not long after he was born, and I don't know what his biological parents thought. Throwing it into the trash. Yaya didn't know this, but he never asked, this kid is so sensible and precocious, sometimes I think he knows that he is not related to me by blood, but everyone in the alley keeps silent Don't mention it, he shouldn't know, they all like Yaya..."

Ji Huaiyuan listened quietly, holding the porcelain cup with his fingers, and rubbing it carefully. There was a small gap on the rim of the cup, and his fingertips touched it, causing a slight tingling sensation.

Ye Ya rushed back with Damao and Pengpeng, and immediately called Ji Huaiyuan's name as soon as he stepped into the yard, fearing that he would go back.

Grandpa has already gone into the house to rest. He is old and used to going to bed early.

Ji Huaiyuan raised his eyes and looked over, "Huh?"

Ye Ya trotted over with a smile and introduced his friends to Ji Huaiyuan: "Brother Huaiyuan, his name is Da Mao, and his name is Peng Peng. They are all my good buddies."

Da Mao stared straight at Ji Huaiyuan, then suddenly raised his voice and pointed at Ji Huaiyuan and said, "You just asked me to buy a reference book for my sister, uh—"

The second half of the conversation was blocked by Ye Ya, who covered Da Mao's mouth, and glanced at Ji Huaiyuan guiltily.

Ji Huaiyuan asked, "What?"

Ye Ya quickly waved his hands and forced a smile: "It's nothing, it's nothing."

Ji Huaiyuan was not interested, he nodded slightly, and took the teacup to refill the tea.

Da Mao pulled Ye Ya's hand away, and said angrily, "Yaya, why don't you let me tell you that my butt still hurts after being beaten by my sister."

Ye Ya flattered him in a low voice: "Don't be angry, I just don't want Brother Huaiyuan to know."

Ji Huaiyuan stayed for a while and then went back.

As soon as he took off his coat and rested, he received a rare call.

Ji Huaiyuan picked it up: "Professor He."

Ye Ya had a particularly beautiful dream, and it seemed that there was a sweet, rich and creamy taste in the dream.

He woke up refreshed and in a good mood throughout the day. He even listened carefully to the Chinese class that he didn't like very much.

Finally, after school, Ye Ya ran to the bookstore like the wind, ignoring Pengpeng's greeting.

However, the bookstore was once again closed.

Ye Ya turned his head and ran towards Ji Huaiyuan's house. He ran back with a whistling wind, which made his ears hurt a little, so he simply covered his ears and ran.

Ye Ya bent down and took a breath, he raised his hand to ring the doorbell.

Ding--

ding ding-

ding ding ding-

Ye Ya looked up suspiciously, hey, aren't you at home again?

He rang the doorbell twice more, didn't wait for the door to open, and went home.

It's just that this time it's not just a week.

Instead, there are 212 weeks, so long.

Four years later.

In the hot summer, the scorching sun is baking the whole world, the road is roasted and emits thin white smoke, and cicadas are almost roasted, and they keep making heart-piercing calls for help, it is so hot , even the air factor is mixed with hot air.

The noisy streets are crowded with people everywhere, and it is the May Day holiday, and it is very lively everywhere.

There were suspicious-looking people in twos and threes in the crowd. They put their hands in their trouser pockets and looked around, their eyeballs kept rolling, as if they were looking for something.

Suddenly, a figure caught their attention.

The man was wearing a simple white shirt and black trousers, and was carrying a suitcase in his hand. There was an obvious bulge in the trouser pocket, and the contents of the pocket could be removed with a light squeeze.

They targeted men.

Ye Ya hummed a ditty softly, he dangled in the crowd, slowly moved behind the man, looked around, it was good that no one was paying attention, he was about to stretch out his hand, but the man turned around unexpectedly , directly facing Ye Ya.

Ye Ya was stunned, quickly withdrew his hand, lowered his head and turned to leave, "Sorry, I admitted the wrong person."

Ji Huaiyuan frowned, before he could say a word, Ye Ya quickly hid in the crowd.

Ye Ya walked back in a daze, his head was "buzzing" all the way, and he was dizzy and dizzy. Being exposed to the sun, he felt that his eyelids were going to roll up, which was very uncomfortable.

Zhang Le came over and slapped Ye Ya on the back fiercely, and said angrily, "What's going on, you! Why did you stop all of a sudden?! How long have you been working? There are all kinds of problems!"

Ye Ya's ears were also "buzzing". He forced a smile, pretending to be relaxed: "I met an acquaintance."

"Acquaintance?" Zhang Le looked at Ye Ya suspiciously. The man looked extraordinary. Would Ye Ya have such an acquaintance?He asked again, "Then why didn't you say hello to him?"

Ye Ya took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket, took a light and took a deep puff. He exhaled the smoke ring slowly, and then he felt a little better in his chest, and he turned into a hippie smiling face again, and hooked Zhang Le's shoulder with one hand , "Isn't there no way, I'm in such a mess, how dare I say hello to him, I can't die of a joke."

Zhang Le was even more upset when he heard this: "What's wrong with our business?"

"Hey." Ye Ya clicked his tongue, holding a cigarette between his fingers, and looked at the small and faint flames flickering from the cigarette butt, "Forget it, I can't do it today, I have to go back to rest, the goddamn sun makes people's brains blur Muddy, so dizzy."

"Fuck, I know I'm lazy every day." Zhang Le cursed.

Ye Ya walked with her head down, and waved her hands back indifferently.

He went to the milk tea shop and bought a cup of chocolate milk tea. The plastic cup overflowed with cold mist, which wet Ye Ya's palm.Ye Ya took a sip and pressed the cup to her forehead again to wake herself up.

It takes more than an hour to walk from this street to the alley, and it takes about [-] minutes to take the bus, but Ye Ya doesn't want to take the bus now, so he wanders home under the hot sun.

Ye Ya had just been lying at home for a while, and before he could get his breath back, someone knocked on the door outside, and he answered weakly, and Pengpeng pushed the door in with a lot of food in his arms.

Pengpeng was stunned when he saw Ye Ya lying on the bed: "What's wrong with you?"

Ye Ya put her hand on her forehead and replied without looking at him, "Dizziness."

Pengpeng said "Oh", moved the messy garbage on the table aside with a smile, took out the food in the plastic bag, and said, "Yaya, you are so lazy, the instant noodle box you ate the day before yesterday They are still here, so you are not afraid of recruiting mice?"

"Don't call me Yaya." Yeya said.

Pengpeng was stunned for a moment, with a strange expression on his face, "Okay, Ye Ya!"

Ye Ya lowered the corner of her mouth and said, "You can clean it up for me later, thank you."

Pengpeng muttered a few words in a low voice, and started to help clean up. He threw all the garbage outside, moved a rattan chair to sit down, and excitedly told what happened today: "Let me tell you, I made a pen today. The big one, he robbed a very rich man, he was so cowardly, we didn't say anything, he obediently handed over his wallet, and there was a full 3000 yuan in cash in the wallet."

Ye Ya was not very interested, and only responded with an "oh".

As Pengpeng said, he took out a bowl of boxed lunch from the bag, opened the lid and handed it to Ye Ya, and said with a smile: "I invite you to eat, rice with potato and beef brisket! Your favorite!"

Ye Ya sat up and started to eat sullenly, "Thank you."

Pengpeng bought rice himself, he couldn't wait to lift the lid, gobbled it up, and accidentally sprayed out the rice grains in his mouth while talking, "How are you doing today?"

Hearing this, Ye Ya stopped chewing, he lowered his eyes to stare at the rice soaked in the sauce, and said after a while, "It didn't work again."

"Hey——" Pengpeng sighed, "It's okay, try harder next time, you are inexperienced, just practice more."

Ye Ya put down his chopsticks and lost his appetite at all. He put the lunch box on the table and lay back with his hands on the back of his head. After a long time, when Pengpeng was about to finish eating, he said quietly, "Tsk, am I a gangster?" For these petty thefts."

"I can't help it." Pengpeng wiped his mouth, "You have to eat when you are a gangster, why don't you just rob with me, how about it?"

Ye Ya stared at the gray ceiling with his eyes open, his eyes were completely out of focus, and he lost his mind again. After a long time, he said, "Okay."

Pengpeng smiled. He threw the finished lunch box on the ground. He just rubbed his hands when Ye Ya stared at him, "What are you doing, littering?"

"Your room is already dirty, and you still dislike me." Peng Pengte was innocent, "It's just fucking obsessed with other people's cleanliness."

Ye Ya clicked her tongue, "Is it up to you?"