Camouflage Small Bag [Quick Transmigration]

Lin Xiuyuan reopened the window.

"Are you Uncle Jiang's grandson?"

Even though he asked this question, looking at that face, Lin Xiuyuan already remembered that the landlord's ID card he had seen when renting a house was the boy in front of him.

He's very handsome, even with his ID card, he feels indescribably attractive. If it wasn't for the dark outside, Lin Xiuyuan would probably have recognized him at first sight.

"Well, my name is Jiang Yuming..."

Lin Xiuyuan groaned, and said, "I've already eaten, so I won't go, you can go back."

The boy didn't go away, he frowned slightly, and glanced at him again.

Lin Xiuyuan said: "Thank you, grandpa, and thank you for making this trip."

The boy pursed his lips, turned and left.

Lin Xiuyuan closed the window, ate the remaining steamed buns in his hand, packed up the dishes and prepared to go out.

There was another knocking sound outside the window.

He didn't move the window this time, he just opened the door and went out to look.

Under the dark eaves outside the window, a tall and straight young man was holding a porcelain bowl in his hand, steaming hot, when he heard the sound of the door opening, he immediately looked towards him.

The young man was wearing a shirt and trousers, with short and smooth hair, looking gentle and quiet.

Jiang Yuming's expression moved slightly.

Lin Xiuyuan didn't expect him to come again, and he looked puzzled: "What are you doing?"

The boy came back to his senses, his face was inexplicably embarrassed, and he said, "Grandpa asked me to bring it to you."

"what?"

"... black chicken soup."

"..."

Lin Xiuyuan walked over in two steps, and raised his hand to take the bowl from the boy: "Have you finished eating?"

The boy shook his head: "Not yet."

Lin Xiuyuan said: "Then I'll go directly to your house, don't bother me?" There is a close relationship in the alley, and he didn't go after being called twice before, but now he personally delivered the black chicken soup, and it would be a bit uncomfortable to refuse. Save face.

The boy's voice was very low: "Yes."

Lin Xiuyuan closed the door and followed him to the main house over there.

The house Jiang Yuming lives in has two bedrooms and one living room, which is very spacious and decorated in Chinese style, simple and elegant.He originally lived in this house by himself, but when his grandfather Jiang Yide came back, he gave up his master bedroom to the old man, and used the room that was used as a study as a second bedroom to live in.

There are five dishes and one soup on the table, for two or three people to eat, it is indeed a hearty meal.

Jiang Yide started to see Lin Xiuyuan, and got up to serve him a meal, but Lin Xiuyuan stopped him from saying that he had really eaten, and came to drink some soup.

The uncle was enthusiastic and confirmed several times before letting go.

After Lin Xiuyuan sat down, the boy silently brought him a small spoon.

Uncle Jiang looked at it and said, "Have you become more careful after going out for a few days? Not bad!"

Jiang Yuming began to chomp down on the rice, without saying a word, occasionally looking quietly at Lin Xiuyuan from the corner of his eyes.

There was a bittersweet movie on the small color TV in the living room, Uncle Jiang watched it with great interest, and chatted with Lin Xiuyuan about the plot while eating. Before the meal was finished, Lin Xiuyuan already knew all the plots of this TV series so far.

He drank the soup slowly, and only ate a little meat. When he put down the bowl, he accidentally rubbed the oil on the mouth of the bowl with his hand, so he took a piece of paper and wiped it back and forth.

The boy sitting across from him saw it and thought he had rubbed it on the table. He got up suddenly, took a rag and went out, and came back soon. The dry rag in his hand became wet. After wringing it out, he spread it hard Wipe the table, wipe it to the place in front of Lin Xiuyuan, and wipe it back and forth several times.

Uncle Jiang glanced at it: "Didn't it be wiped at that time? There is no dirt on it."

Jiang Yuming lowered his eyes: "It wasn't wiped clean."

It just so happened that the plot on the TV in front was placed in a tense place, so Uncle Jiang ignored him, stared at the screen intently, and sighed from time to time.

After Lin Xiuyuan finished drinking the soup, he sat motionless and looked left and right.

Sheng Xiaoyuan in the original outline was a shy and introverted person, and he was unlikely to take the initiative to start any conversations with people he knew not long ago, so he did not speak of course, and planned to wait for Uncle Jiang to finish his meal and help wash the dishes.

While waiting, he asked the system: "Can you give me some information about the family of Jiang Yide, the protagonist of the original outline?"

The system said simply this time: "Yes, it is being sent to you."

The promise is so neat, it seems that it has no critical connection with the task.

Lin Xiuyuan roughly scanned the information.

Jiang Yide has three children, an eldest son, a second daughter and a young son.

Jiang Yuming, the landlord of the courtyard, is the only son of Jiang Yide's youngest son.

Jiang Yide had many setbacks in the first half of his life. He sold the courtyard when an accident happened at home. Later, after his youngest son got married and started a business, he thought that this is the place where generations of people grew up, and he wanted to return to his roots in the future. Bought it back.

Although the Bodhisattva Temple Hutong has been around for a long time, it looks old, but the location is very good. It is convenient for living nearby, and it is close to the textile factory. A key local middle school in Jicheng can be reached by bicycle in 10 minutes. Even if you can’t afford it, Also easy to rent out.

However, there is a lot of smoke and fire here. The children who grew up here when they were young have become accustomed to the rhythm and style of life here. Coupled with the school's problems, even though Jiang Yuming's parents bought a house in the city center a few years ago, he did not Go, live here all the time.

Lin Xiuyuan closed the system interface and glanced at the boy over there.

Jiang Yuming ate very fast before, but when he noticed that the person across from him glanced at him, he slowed down unnaturally.

After Jiang Yide and Jiang Yuming finished eating, Lin Xiuyuan got up to clean up the dishes.

Uncle Jiang quickly said, "Don't get your hands wet, let Xiaoming wash it."

Jiang Yuming had very long arms, and before Lin Xiuyuan could react, he reached out and took away all the dishes he had set up, and went to wash them in the sink outside.

Lin Xiuyuan followed subconsciously.

The faucet squeaked, and Jiang Yuming realized that he was coming to wash together, and his body was a little tense: "I will wash myself."

Lin Xiuyuan said: "One person washes half, hurry up."

Jiang Yuming said no, and couldn't help muttering: "Just eat that and wash half of it..."

Lin Xiuyuan heard it and frowned at him without moving.

Seeing that he didn't leave, Jiang Yuming turned to look at him: "My grandfather said that you work as an accountant in a textile factory, and you have to go to work tomorrow, right?"

Lin Xiuyuan shook his head: "No, I asked for two days off."

The young man said oh, but still shielding him, he washed the dishes and said, "Aren't you going back to the house?"

Lin Xiuyuan couldn't intervene, so he whispered, "It's cooler outside."

The boy didn't speak anymore. When the bowls and chopsticks in the sink were washed, a small head suddenly popped up from the gate, shouting: "Brother Yuming! Brother Yuming! Brother Dachuan calls you out to play billiards——"

The porcelain bowl in Jiang Yuming's hand almost fell out, and he uttered a foul word immediately.

Lin Xiuyuan went over in time to help him pick up the rest of the plates.

The young man glanced at him, pursed his mouth forcefully, and then said to the outside with some anger: "Don't let him bother me!"

The little head shrank: "Deling!" He disappeared in an instant.

Lin Xiuyuan came out after helping the boy put away the bowls and chopsticks.

It was still early, so he took a flashlight and went outside, intending to see the situation in the alley at night.

There are still many people on both sides of the aisle outside. Some uncles are playing chess with candles, and some men and women are sitting together eating melon seeds and chatting.

There are many forks in the alley, and the narrow road mentioned in the original outline is just behind the courtyard. Unlike other winding roads in the alley, it is a small road that leads directly to the two alleys, and is the fastest way to enter and exit the alley. A shortcut, but it is also the narrowest of all roads. It is even too narrow to be called a road, because its width can only pass one person, and those who are too fat may not be able to walk through it.

An old lady saw him looking over there with a flashlight, and said loudly: "Don't look, that road is not convenient to walk, usually some children rush to school and run that road."

Lin Xiuyuan snorted, blew the wind at the door for a while, and then went back.

The yard was very quiet, and a man with slightly long hair stood under the jujube tree in the middle, puffing out his breath, seeing Lin Xiuyuan come in, turned around and went back to his room.

That's the writer's room.

Lin Xiuyuan took a few glances at the figure in the window, and then went back to his room.

Not long after, there was the sound of driving a tricycle to the aisle outside. Listening to the sound, it was Sun Xiaopang and his mother who came back.

It is not very convenient to take a bath here, you can either go to a nearby bathhouse, or wash yourself with water at home.

But at least there is a separate small room in their yard, which is specially used for taking a shower. The night after dinner is the peak time for bathing. There are people in it, and there is a basin with a change of clothes outside.

This is lining up with pots.

Lin Xiuyuan didn't wait, mixed water and scrubbed his room several times, and when he felt that it was almost done, he went out to splash water with a basin.

At the pool in the courtyard, Xu Hongxia was brushing her teeth in her pajamas. She must have just taken a shower, her hair was loose, and she turned her head to say hello to Lin Xiuyuan.

Lin Xiuyuan responded, straightened up after splashing the water, and someone came out from the main house.

It was Jiang Yuming, holding a cup, with a toothbrush in his mouth, some toothpaste foam on his lips, lazily raised his eyes, caught a glimpse of the young man in a white sweater and cropped pants, and was stunned.

The body that the system created for Lin Xiuyuan in this world is not considered delicate, and even has thin muscles, but his skin is exceptionally white, the kind of translucent white that can produce red marks with just a pinch, and even more so after taking a hot bath. It was obvious, like steamed white steamed buns.

It's rare for a man to be like this for nothing these days.

Lin Xiuyuan's hair was slightly wet with some drops of water, and his black eyelashes were also wet. Looking at people with drooping eyes, he always gave people a feeling of being bullied.

He raised his hand to signal to the boy, turned around and went back to the house silently.

It took Jiang Yuming a while to go to the pool to brush his teeth.

After Xu Hongxia finished washing, she looked at the east room and said with a smile to the young man, "I heard that he seems to be obsessed with cleanliness so he doesn't live in the dormitory. I don't know if there are many things..."

Jiang Yuming didn't seem to hear anything, and there was no expression on his face.

"I don't know if Accountant Sheng has a girlfriend, but she's so handsome, so she should have talked to him a lot, right?" After she finished speaking, she noticed that the young man beside him brushed his teeth much more vigorously.

"..."

That night, Lin Xiuyuan slept soundly and woke up at six o'clock in the morning.

Birds were singing everywhere outside, and Sun Xiaopang had already left the stall.

He brushed his teeth and washed his face in the yard with Xu Hongxia and his wife who got up early, then changed his clothes and went out alone.

Residents in Hutongs rarely have separate toilets. The toilets in Jiang Yuming’s large courtyard were newly built a few years ago, but most of the other people are unwilling to spend the money and energy or even give up the space that is not spare, not to mention they are used to it after so many years Go to the public side of the Hutong entrance.

At present, the vast majority of people are still there to solve the three emergencies, and use the urinal if they don't want to go out at night.

Therefore, as long as you get up early and go out, you can see some people queuing or urging there with chamber pots when you pass by the public toilet.

Lin Xiuyuan went to eat at Sun Xiaopang's breakfast stand.

Sun Xiaopang usually likes to chat with guests and knows everyone well.When Lin Xiuyuan was eating deep-fried dough sticks, he heard a lot of grievances and grievances in the alley from the other side.

In the end, Sun Xiaopang also talked about Jiang Yuming: "You know our little landlord? He looks like a guy, but he is not bad, but the brats in the alley are afraid of him, and some parents who just rented here are not. Dare to let the children play with him."

"why?"

"He is taller than his peers. If he really fights, most people can't beat him. His personality has been a bit domineering since he was a child. Those who don't know him well think that he is especially good at bullying... I also grew up here, but he really didn't bully. Whoever it is, just encounters some outrageous brats who will really beat them up, such as the kind who sprinkle sand in the bowl of the old woman who can't see clearly at the door, and bully little girls... He has beaten and cried a lot, and some parents have come to the door Don't be afraid, he is also very good when he should be beaten, he can really beat some brats into obedience... I remember when he was in junior high school, many little kids regarded him as the leader."

Lin Xiuyuan said: "The parents of those poor children should give him an education fee."

Sun Xiaopang laughed: "You are really humorous..."

There was a lot of noise at the booth, and Sun Xiaopang chatted with another aunt who came over.

After breakfast, Lin Xiuyuan took a stroll around the entrance of the alley to familiarize himself with the terrain after purchasing daily necessities.

There are many grocery stores nearby. Lin Xiuyuan bought some rice, noodles, and food. When he came out, he found a video store on the opposite side of the road. He remembered the tape recorder that he cleaned when cleaning the house yesterday, and then went there with his hands full of food.

There was a popular love song in the video store, and it was full of students who had gone on summer vacation. Among them, most of them were young couples who came out on a date after the college entrance examination. Many young couples held hands to choose the tape.

Lin Xiuyuan went shopping around, and finally spent two yuan to buy a music tape that is currently the best seller.

In fact, Lin Xiuyuan has never listened to that singer's song. He just wants to listen to it when he is bored at home. After all, he doesn't have a TV or mobile phone.At this time, a person like him who has only worked for a long time cannot afford a mobile phone at this time.

When paying the bill, a few boys from outside poured in chatting.

Lin Xiuyuan turned around holding the tape, and two of the boys in the group walked fast and bumped into his shoulder.

Lin Xiuyuan was carrying a lot of things, and was knocked so hard that his body was swayed, and the bags of rice flour in his hand fell to the ground one after another.

Fortunately, they were all sealed. He frowned and bent down to pick them up immediately. As soon as he squatted down, he heard the footsteps behind him stop.

Someone suppressed his voice and uttered obscenities, and said irritably, "Did you see that you bumped into someone?!"

The voice was very familiar. As soon as Lin Xiuyuan turned his head, the figure came over and helped him pick up the bag on the ground a few times.

Lin Xiuyuan looked at the young man's face trying to restrain his anger: "Jiang Yuming?"

Jiang Yuming blushed, "I'll help you carry it back."

Lin Xiuyuan got up and said, "It's okay, you didn't bump into it." He glanced back at the boys who were about the same age as Jiang Yuming, and they all stood there without moving, as if they were a little embarrassed. Only people whisper sorry.

Lin Xiuyuan said: "Go ahead and play, I'll go back first."

The boy lifted the bag without saying a word, not letting him touch it, and went out first.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: When will Fang Siming marry me 2; give me sweet 1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Aiya; 10 bottles of Baiyou; 5 bottles of Bingcheng; 1 bottle of Guian;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!