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When Zhou Yanghe arrived home, Zhou’s mother was closing the door. Zhou’s mother, Wu Hong, was not tall, and it took a lot of effort to open the rolling door. It took several jumps to reach it. Zhou Yanghe immediately walked in and stood on tiptoe to reach the rolling door. down.

"Thorn-"

The iron raft on the door rubbed against the wall, making a screeching sound, like a weather-beaten house swaying in the wind and rain.The surrounding area is very quiet, and few people are still on the street at ten o'clock in winter. If the weather is warmer, their small supermarket will still be open until eleven or twelve o'clock.

"Mom, where's Dad?" Zhou Yanghe let go when he pulled the shutter door to more than thirty centimeters from the ground, stepped on it and closed it with his foot, walked to the right side and squatted down to lock the door and asked.

"He said his back hurts, so I let him go to rest first." Wu Hong did not forget to tidy up the cash register when Zhou Yang and locked the door, "You called today and said you would be back later, but I didn't expect you to come back after I closed the door. "

Wu Hong glanced at her daughter's calm expression, sighed, and said, "Fortunately, your father went to bed early, otherwise I'd have to scold you again."

Zhou Yanghe didn't answer Wu Hong's words, picked up the account book in Wu Hong's hand and said, "I'll reconcile the accounts."

……

Zhou Yanghe was almost dazzled by the dense numbers of men and numbers on the ledger.

The scribbled numbers look like they were written by her father. Zhou Yanghe took a lot of effort to recognize them, then took out the calculator and filled them in the account book, and sorted out the invoices that were randomly placed in the small drawer. Once again, clip it up with a bill folder.

Their home is not a large supermarket, and the purchase receipt is not particularly particular, that is, it is scribbled to issue/invoice from the store where the purchase is made to keep a record.Zhou Yanghe was very familiar with these things, quickly wrote them down and recalculated them again, and only after repeated confirmations did he close the account book and lock the cabinet.

She looked around, and the storefront, which had been renovated with a lot of money a few years ago, seemed to be quite old, and the white walls were also beginning to turn yellow, and some pieces of the top of the west wall had fallen off, revealing the old brown inside. style.

It took their family many years to evolve from a grocery store to a supermarket. It is not easy to do the same thing day after day in such an environment. The store seems to be rooted in their home. It is hard to tell whether the store is a home or A home is a store, and people live in it, turning themselves into a career.

Zhou Yanghe suffered from insomnia.

The simple wire bed made a "creaking" sound under her tossing and turning, which was especially clear in the middle of the night, and it also made Zhou Yanghe more awake. She simply opened her eyes and thought wildly, and the chaos of the day was swaying in her mind. , all of a sudden, it was frozen at the moment when she kissed Yu Xi's lips.

She suddenly became upset, rolled the quilt around her body fiercely, and buried herself in the boundless darkness.

But I still can't get rid of the automatic playback in my head.

At that moment, she could clearly see her own appearance in Yu Xi's pupils, and she was equally astonished.When Guo Liangliang first pressed her hard, her first reaction was to turn her head, but it didn't work.After a few seconds, Zhou Yanghe gave up, ignoring the external force on the back of his head, and while condemning himself, he was immersed in this sudden kiss.

Zhou Yanghe felt that he was probably in a daze.

She felt that Yu Xi was like a silent predator, bit by bit eroding her original self-control.

Let her become insatiable.

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Every Chinese New Year in Songcheng, that is, from the 23rd of the New Year, there will be a week-long market, selling some New Year’s groceries, flowers and plants, basically everything, and it will end before the [-]th of the New Year.The market is very spectacular, from one end of Guanming Road to the other end, there will be no broken stalls in the middle.

It is said that this is a custom that has been handed down since ancient times. Even if the market is blocked today, the government did not say anything.

Zhou Yanghe also set up a stall in the market before the Chinese New Year from the second year of junior high school, selling some small things, some cost three pieces for ten yuan, some big and some small things are not counted, but it is the same as the "ten yuan" in some small alleys. "Yuan shop" is somewhat similar.

From the second day after the final exam, she took part of the money she earned from part-time jobs to the wholesale market and bought some cheap goods, such as plastic cups, small rubber bands, small paper bags, peelers, etc. Everyday things.The proprietress of her wholesale store can speak very well, calculated what she wanted, and handed the calculator in front of Zhou Yanghe, "Little girl, I can give you a zero!"

Zhou Yanghe glanced at the things he needed that had already been packed, then at the calculator, and said, "Leave a little less, sister."

The proprietress looked to be between thirty and forty years old, her hair was permed in a foreign style, she was in good shape, she smiled kindly, and Zhou Yanghe called "sister" in vain.

Looking at the girl standing in front of her who was frowning and then smiling at her, the proprietress' sister also saw her embarrassment, let out a sigh of relief, frowned inadvertently, and spread her hands with a pen, "Then I can only give you seven yuan less at most, you know, this kind of thing doesn't make much money."

Zhou Yanghe nodded, quickly took out the ordered money from his pocket, handed it to the proprietress, and thanked her.

She tied a sack of gadgets to the back seat of the bicycle, and got up as soon as she kicked her feet. The bicycle was crooked for a while, and then moved forward smoothly.

On the 29th of the Chinese New Year, Yu Xi was woken up early in the morning by the sound of her grandmother chopping meat. She walked to the living room and looked into the kitchen in a daze. One of her mother and grandmother took out the bacon and cut it, and the other was messing around. What.

Seeing her daughter's dazed expression, Ms. Shan Linglai said very bluntly, "Yu Xi, go and tidy up. Come with me to the market later to see what you want to buy."

The market originally existed because many people needed some necessities during the Chinese New Year. In the past, Yu Xi would stay in bed and not get up, and only slowly cleaned up when Shan Ling came rushing in.This time he was caught in the living room, so it seemed that he had to make a trip.

While brushing her teeth, Yu Xi stared at herself in the mirror. It had been several days since what happened at the KTV that day, and every time she brushed her teeth, she still remembered that Assam milk tea-flavored kiss. It felt like it was tattooed in the memory, a little clue could implicate a large area of ​​memory, and she was caught off guard and trying to close it was useless.

She thought of Zhou Yanghe again, his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be close at hand, the inner pair of eyes, the tails of the eyes were slightly upturned, usually indifferent to everything, but when he smiled, it was completely different from usual, like a clear spring, tolerant all impermanence.

Yu Xi rinsed her mouth, and smiled at herself in the mirror with foam on her mouth, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and she thought: Yang He seems to be very uncomfortable smiling at herself like this.

At this moment, Yu Xi seemed to understand something.

The market has been set up for several days, and there are still a lot of people. Zhou Yanghe’s small stall is next to a sugar cake stall. The sugar cakes on the sugar cake stall are freshly fried, and the sweetness cannot be concealed even if they are bagged. , but attracted many people to come to ask the price.

Yu Xi and her family, Ms. Shan Linglai, started to sneak up from the street and saw a lot of novelties. Yu Xi was not very interested in the food, but stopped with great interest when passing by an antique stall. Look, the boss who looks like a middle-aged man with sunglasses saw a little girl squatting in front of the booth, cleared her throat and was about to give an introduction, but found that the little girl had been pulled away by a woman with her hair in a bun. He also said: "There is nothing to see in this kind of thing, it's all fake, just to deceive a fool like you."

boss:"……"

Being called a "stupid fool" by his mother, he was speechless, and could only listen to his mother, who was not at all like a teacher, chanting, "Your dad loves fried sugar cakes and haven't bought them yet. There should be some in the market." , oh, there is also a peeler, I can’t find it after I used it last time..."

Yu Xi was forced to walk through the crowds, and the bazaar with shouts one after another catered to the atmosphere of the New Year's Eve, but it exaggerated the flavor of the New Year so strongly.

"Oh, I found it." Shan Linglai let go of her daughter's hand, and walked forward with a smile when she saw the steaming sugar cakes in front of the stall.

Yu Xi: "..." This unreliable mother.

The sweet and greasy smell of the candy rushed into the nose arrogantly, and the whole person seemed to be covered in the candy. Yu Xi touched his nose and said to himself: "I really don't know how old-fashioned professors like Lao Yu like to eat such sweet things. , It’s such a big contrast, it’s so strange.”

Ms. Shan Linglai was still engrossed in the pile of sugar cakes, chatting happily with the sugar cake seller. Yu Xi could only look around boredly. Suddenly, she saw a dozen peelers a few meters in front of her. Patted Shan Linglai on the back and said, "Mom, I'm going to buy a peeler."

Shan Linglai waved her hand without even turning her head.

Yu Xi stood directly in front of the small stall and looked at things. The peeler in this stall is very different from other ones. It is made of aluminum skin. Yu Xi's family used this kind of thing a long time ago, and it has been used since then. plastic.Yu Xi doesn't like to use plastic, it feels bad to the touch, peeling an apple is like peeling a potato.

This kind of aluminum hand peeler is very rare. She pointed to it and raised her head to ask the boss, but she was stunned when she raised her head.

Zhou Yanghe was also stunned, just staring at Yu Xi foolishly.

Yu Xi's clothes seemed to be out of tune with this market. She seemed to like woolen coats very much. This time, she was wearing a camel-colored one with a pure white turtleneck sweater inside. Her hair hung down on her shoulders, and she also looked surprised.

"Huh? Yanghe, why are you here?!" Yu Xi reacted quickly after being surprised, looked at Zhou Yanghe, and asked.

Zhou Yanghe glanced at his stall, glanced at Yu Xi, and avoided looking at her, "Well... this, this stall was set up by me."

Yu Xi knew she was embarrassed when she heard her stammering, so she stooped carefully from under the plastic paper under the small things to Zhou Yanghe's side, and also imitated Zhou Yanghe and sat down. On the plastic paper, it is inevitable that two people will touch each other when they are crowded together. Zhou Yanghe saw Yu Xi wearing a nice coat and just sat beside her so casually. I'm afraid that Yu Xi's clothes will fall on the ground, and it doesn't matter if she is almost sitting on the concrete floor.

Although it was Yu Xi who decided to sit next to Zhou Yanghe, sitting so close to her still made her a little strangely embarrassed. Yu Xi simply didn't think about it, and sat in the stall owner's position and looked at the street full of novelty. People come and go.

Zhou Yanghe thought that Yu Xi would ask her something, but the other party didn't say anything, so he had to bite the bullet and ask, "Yu Xi, why are you here?"

Yu Xi: "I'm shopping with my old fairy," she suddenly remembered the peeler she had just picked up, "By the way, I'm here to buy a peeler," she pointed to the small Something, "Here—that's it."

Zhou Yanghe raised his eyelids to look, and said "Oh".

"That..." She dragged her voice, "One yuan and five ones, by the way, why did you come out to buy things by yourself?!"

Zhou Yang and Ben answered her politely because of Yu Xi's meeting, but the other party jumped on her all of a sudden, and she fell to the ground before she had time to gather strength. Yu Xi poked her face very rudely, " What do you mean, that I can't take care of myself!"

The ferocious expression is quite full.

Shan Ling came to look for her daughter with several catties of sugar cakes, but after walking a few steps, she caught a glimpse of two girls lying together at a small grocery stand, sticky.

She didn't pay attention at the time, but after walking a few steps, she found that the girl above looked a bit like her own daughter, so she hurriedly turned her head to take another look.

Ho, it really is.

Shan Linglai was speechless immediately, and for a moment she couldn't believe that the girl who almost rolled and bullied another girl was her own daughter, Shan Linglai let out a sigh of anger, and wanted to teach Yu Xi a lesson with arrogance. Gao Heel's "dumping" sound on the concrete floor was drowned out in the crowd of people, and he could only stand in front of the booth and cough.

no response.

Shan Ling came: "Ahem!"

Still no response.

"Yu Xi!!!"

The long-haired girl raised her head quickly, looked around in a daze, stood up quickly after seeing the source of the sound, and said flatteringly: "Mom..."