three feet away from me

"Young man, there will be a long time to come, and now you are judging people by their appearance at a young age, what will happen in the future."

Just now? Even the stingy look in the eyes? To an old man? To Du Xingqing? At this moment, he kept preaching to him, Du Xingqing apologized repeatedly, it was my fault, it was my fault.

The old man didn't think it was enough, and pointed to Wen Xucong beside him: "I see your younger brother is good-looking, can I say that he is an embroidered pillow, what? I don't know anything!"

Du Xingqing raised his eyebrows at him, Wen Xucong lowered his head, he really couldn't afford to lose that man.

"He! He is not an embroidered pillow. He is the first in both the literary and military examinations in the academy!"

"Number one!" Elderly people like motivated children. Hearing this, he stared at Wen Xucong carefully. Wen Xucong nodded slightly, politely. , Immediately, his gray eyebrows were erected, and another expression appeared.

"That is to say, I can't be so reckless next time. It's the old man who has a good temper. It's different. You are angry. You can try another person. I'm sure I will hit you."

Du Xingqing looked at the old man's thin body, his limbs were as thin as a small tree stick, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Old man is lenient."

"Hmph! Young man."

The old man raised his head and sighed contemptuously, stroked his sleeves, went straight to the next shop, and plunged in.

"Give me a sugar man who is eaten by a pig, go home and coax your grandson."

The thin figure of the old man undulates in the crowd, like a sail in the waves.

"He, what did he do? Why did he go?" Du Xingqing felt that his perception of certain things was a little off.

Wen Xucong: "..."

The old man over there? The sugar man who was already holding a pig and gnawed on the leaves of vegetables squeezed out from the crowd with satisfaction.

Squeezing Du Xingqing's hand, Wen Xucong comforted him: "It's okay, it's all over."

"But he clearly said..."

"It's our time, let's go." Wen Xucong pushed him, and walked to the small bench in front of the sugar figurine shop and sat down.

Du Xingqing: "..."

Du Xingqing sat on the small bench, feeling a lot of sorrow and resentment.

"My lord, you look a little unhappy." The candy buyer is a kind-hearted old lady. Usually, people who come to buy candy are very happy. Why does this look like being cheated by someone? money.

It's not that he was cheated out of money, but it's not much worse. Du Xingqing still can't figure it out.

"It's okay, come here, the old lady will give you a bunch of candies, the little one will be happy if the sweetness comes to his mouth."

"I don't..." Du Xingqing wanted to say that he was not young anymore, the old lady of the sugar figure had already poked and lifted the maltose with a stick, and a round sugar dumpling was inserted into the end of the stick.When he opened his mouth, he was stuffed with sugar.

"You have it too, come on." The old lady who doesn't play favoritism took another stick of candy and fed it to Wen Xucong's mouth.

The two people looked at each other with candy in their mouths, in broad daylight, and a little embarrassed.

Thanks to the blessing of the sugar woman's mother-in-law, Du Xingqing didn't have much emotion in his heart. He pursed his lips, not to mention the sugar in his mouth was quite sweet.

"You two look young, do you want a sugar figure?" The old woman asked with a smile as she took two sticks and put them on the tin frame for making sugar figures.

"Hmm," Du Xingqing held the candy in his hand, glanced at the sugary Wen Xucong, and pointed with the candy, "Can you draw a picture of him?"

The old woman was stunned for a while, looked at the two of them, and smiled: "Yes, yes, you two brothers are really close, my family's two ancestors are not good, they fight every day."

"We are not brothers."

"It's not a brother," said the mother-in-law's hand that poured out the candy. There was a momentary hesitation, but after a while, she continued to draw the sugar figure: "That relationship is really good!"

The old woman has been drawing sugar paintings for decades, and she is familiar with sugar paintings. In just a few words, she has a small? Small? sugar painting version of Wen Xucong.

"Looks like him!" Du Xingqing's eyes lit up, he held up the sugar figurine and looked at Wen Xucong for a long time, and he liked it very much: "Grandma, it's amazing!"

The mother-in-law smiled so hard that her eyes were blind, and the dimples at the corners of her eyes deepened: "What's the matter? It's just as long as you like it."

She turned her head and asked Wen Xucong again, as if coaxing a child: "What? What kind of sugar do you want?"

Wen Xucong took out the candy from his mouth, pinched the stick with his fingers and turned the candy ball a few times, his face was a little red: "Can you pinch one? Him?"

In half a cup of tea, Du Xingqing and Wen Xucong stood under the eaves of the street, holding a candy figurine each.

Just looking at those two sugar dolls, Du Xingqing was so happy. The corners of Le's mouth never came down: "It's so beautiful!"

Wen Xucong didn't speak, but instead leaned the sugar man Du Xingqing in his hand to the sugar man next to him, Wen Xucong, head to head.

"I don't want to eat you, I want to put you away."

Wen Xucong was taken aback: "I won't eat you either."

The conversation between these two people is still weird to listen to.

"Go, you can't eat sugar man, I'll take you to eat others."

Wen Xucong nodded.

Du Xingqing took Wen Xucong to walk around the streets and bought a piece of delicious food when he came across it. Wen Xucong only ate a little, and Du Xingqing ate up the rest.

When Du Xingqing was carrying big and small bags in his hand, they were all the things he bought today, from food to use to things to play, everything, a lot of strange things.

On the corner of the street was an old man wearing a straw hat. There was a wooden basket in front of him. There were several ceramic jars neatly placed in it.The aroma of this wine is different from the wine that Wen Xucong usually smells.

"Xiao? Master Hou, look at that?"

Du Xingqing felt small? The young master tugged at his sleeve, followed Wen Xucong's gaze and raised his eyebrows: "That's... wine? You want to drink!"

"You two young masters," the old man smiled when he saw the two men looking at him, "Look at my wine. I brew it at home. It's delicious."

"Let's buy some and go back and taste it." Wen Xucong's eyes were shining, and he kept tugging on Du Xingqing's sleeve.

"Can you drink?" Du Xingqing freed up one hand to hold the young master by the back of his neck and pulled him back: "I've never seen you drink."

"Hey! My wine is not intoxicating. I have been drinking it for decades and have never been drunk."

"The old man said he has never been drunk." Wen Xucong was carried back to Du Xingqing's side and reminded him: "It's been decades!"

"You're not intoxicated!" Young Lord Hou deliberately didn't look at him: "But we've already bought so many things, you still want to buy more, how come you go home at night, if you act like a baby with me, I'll buy you wine, okay? good?"

The delicate brows were frowned. Obviously, Wen Xu has been fond of Wen Xu all his life. I don't know what it is. The young master stood there without saying a word for a long time.

Du Xingqing just wanted to tease him. What's the big deal about a bottle of wine? It's nothing. Seeing Wen Xucong make things difficult for him, his heart softened.

Du Xingqing just wanted to say I'll buy it for you!I saw Wen Xucong raised his head, acting like a baby seriously: "Can I get a bottle of wine!"

Surrounded by bustling pedestrians, with Wen Xucong's picturesque eyes in front of his eyes, and Wen Xucong's words still echoing in his ears, Du Xingqing felt something exploded in his head.

After a while...

"Buy! Old man, I'll buy all the wine left in your basket!"

In the following time, Wen Xucong witnessed Wen Xucong's extremely irrational period of time.

"Xu Cong, do you want this? Hairpin? Buy it!"

"Did you look at that store just now? What do you mean by taking a look at the shop? Buy it!"

"That? Do you want it? Buy it!"

"Why don't I buy this street!"

The author has something to say: Why don't you buy some brain teasers and go back to refresh your brain?