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While waiting for the meal, Xie Yuhuan rummaged through the disinfection cabinet for a long time, and finally sat beside Mingyuan with a spoon that was pleasing to the eye.

"Here, use this one."

"it is good."

Xie Yuhuan found Tang Yingzhuo was looking at her in the blink of an eye, and the peach blossom fan turned into a banana leaf, and turned to talk to Tian Jing.

"The hot egg soup is here—" Sui Guang took the initiative to serve as the waiter, bringing out a large pot of soup from the back kitchen.

Everyone took their own bowls to serve like ghosts.Mingyuan also filled a bowl, then put the spoon into the soup and boiled it for a while, then took it out and handed it to Tang Yingzhuo who was sitting opposite.

"Use this, it's scalded."

Tang Yingzhuo took the spoon subconsciously, thinking to himself, this monster looks so elegant and popular for all ages, even in such a dilapidated place, he can attract crowds of onlookers.

A middle-aged woman took her husband to take a picture outside the store. The woman seemed to lean her body against the window on purpose. The woman was in a weird pose, just like the kind of foil standing next to a monument to take pictures.Tang Yingzhuo suddenly realized that Ming Yuan's big profile could be photographed from that angle.No way, this kind of aunt-level woman is actually within the scope of the evildoer's instant kill.

Xie Yuhuan said to Mingyuan: "The steamed buns will be ready later, why don't you drink the soup first?"

Mingyuan smiled politely: "I don't like soup."

"Then, let Tang Seng buy you a bottle of drink?"

"Okay."

Xie Yuhuan's tone immediately changed to that of a landlady: "Tang Seng, do you hear me? Go buy a drink, I want to drink too!"

"Okay—what are you drinking?"

Tang Yingzhuo stood up immediately.

Xie Yuhuan said, "I want barley grapefruit tea. Mingyuan, what do you want?"

"It's the same."

Tian Jing was coy for a long time, and tugged on Tang Yingzhuo's back skirt: "Yingzhuo, can you buy me a bottle too?"

Tang Yingzhuo turned around and came back: "Do you want the same?"

"Ah."

Tang Yingzhuo ran to the front desk to pay the money, and came back with three bottles of barley grapefruit tea.

Xie Yuhuan was making steamed buns for Ming Yuan, and said softly to him, "Be careful it's hot."

Tang Yingzhuo deliberately loudly said: "Who wanted to 'drink urine' just now?"

Xie Yuhuan put down his chopsticks and gave him a hard look: "Are you disgusting? He's eating!" As he spoke, he snatched two bottles of drinks from him and handed Mingyuan one.

Tang Yingzhuo handed the last bottle to Tian Jing, who took it shyly.

"Thank you, Ying Zhuo."

Tang Yingzhuo picked up the steamed stuffed bun and took a big bite, muttering, "You're welcome."

It was Xie Yuhuan's words that brought everyone back to the evil old society. If you don't eat the delicacies of Mingyuan's family, you have to eat some steamed buns. I don't know if the young master just ate steamed buns this morning.Oops.The key is that this Xiaolongbao is not that Xiaolongbao~~~~~~~

After Tang Yingzhuo ate six steamed buns in a row, his heart sank a little after he was so hungry that he panicked. He raised his eyes to look at Mingyuan. Oh my god, why is he still sitting in the same sitting position just now?Didn't he know that the aunt had already finished taking pictures? ? ?

Tang Yingzhuo said to him: "Why don't you eat? Are you not hungry?"

Then Mingyuan frowned and picked up the bun with his chopsticks, took a small bite, and then swallowed it with great difficulty. After 10 minutes, he finally finished the bun.

Since everyone was hungry, no one paid attention to how much everyone ate, so when Xie Yuhuan saw that Mingyuan's plate was empty, he felt very relieved.

After eating and drinking enough, someone suggested to go to the night market.

Tianjie is the synonym for the old city. There are many people and miscellaneous, the streets are dilapidated, and there are many shops, noisy. The economy here has stagnated a long time ago, and the rich have all moved away, leaving only the poor.Poor people also have the advantages of being poor. They can be at ease regardless of face, image, or status.

Zhuangzi was once so poor that he had no rice to cook, but when the king asked him to be an official, he flatly refused, because there is no free wealth in the world, and the price is often the loss of freedom.

And Tianjie is a truly free market, where dogs can shit and people can swear at will, as long as you are not afraid of the cold, you can run naked, because you belong to the bottom people, so there is nothing to lose.

Tang Yingzhuo was born and raised here.

Tang Yingzhuo did his own calculations. The tuition fees of aristocratic schools are so expensive that they can support three children to finish college. His parents' income is limited. Even if the whole family does not eat or drink for a year, they cannot save one-tenth of the tuition fees. , and he never went to that kind of bad school for compulsory education, he has always studied in the best noble school, where did the money come from?

In fact, since he was born, an anonymous philanthropist has been donating money to him. His father gave him a bank card when he was dying. At that time, the money in the card was already astronomical.

But Tang Yingzhuo didn't want to accept other people's favors in a muddle-headed manner, and every expense was clearly recorded in an account.Tang Yingzhuo thought that one day, he would return all the money to that person and thank him for his donation.

He never doubted it.

Ever since he was a child, Tang Yingzhuo has always believed that he is a wild boy who came out of the slums. He is rough-skinned and heartless, but his natural excellent potential prevents him from giving up on himself. source of conflict.

What he dislikes the most is this kind of super pervert who could eat two drawers of steamed stuffed buns but only ate one because he was afraid of getting dirty, and pretended not to have hypoglycemia at all.

Tang Yingzhuo followed Ming Yuan and Xie Yuhuan, wandering around the night market with low-quality cigarettes in their mouths.The handsome appearance caused the eldest girl and the younger daughter-in-law to stare straight at her and blushed.

Tian Jing walked beside him, like a little maid who had no complaints or regrets.

Tang Yingzhuo suddenly heard someone calling rotten egg from behind.Looking back, it turned out to be Xiaohe Xia, a playmate from many years ago.

Xiaohe Xia has a round face, dark skin, and is much shorter than Tian Jing.He trotted to catch up and called Tang Yingzhuo several times: "Stinky bastard!"

Tang Yingzhuo smashed his head with a smile: "Xiaohe Xia? Why are you here?"

Xiaohe Xia said, "My brother and I are selling shoe polish here. Why are you back?"

Tang Yingzhuo said: "I brought my classmates to visit the night market. These are my classmates."

Xiaohe Xia looked around and finally fixed his eyes on Mingyuan's face.

Tang Yingzhuo collapsed, no matter who saw Mingyuan, he had this kind of virtue.Suddenly he seemed to understand that it was not him who made those big girls and young daughters-in-law look straight and blushed.

Mingyuan and Xie Yuhuan looked back at the two of them.That person's name is Xiaohe Xia, but he is black and round, and Tang Yingzhuo's name is Stinky Daner, but he is tall and thin. Their nicknames and appearances are exactly the opposite.

Xie Yuhuan said: "Ha, Tang Seng, so you lied to me! Didn't you say that you don't have a nickname? Why do you have the nickname rotten egg?"

Tang Yingzhuo scratched the back of her head and said, "It all happened when I was young, and I forgot too..."

Xiaohe Xia said excitedly: "He used to have many nicknames, but all his nicknames are not as loud as this one, because once he ate nine pickled eggs in one meal, and his belching smelled worse than farting. Just call him a bastard."

Everyone looked at Tang Yingzhuo in astonishment.

Tang Yingzhuo blushed like a tomato: "X, will you die if you don't sell me?"

At this moment, Mingyuan's smile is brighter than flowers.At the same time, countless innocent girls were killed in seconds.

Tian Jing said, "Then how did you get your nickname, Little River Shrimp?"

Tang Yingzhuo hurriedly said: "I'll tell you this, I gave him the nickname. Once, it rained continuously, and the water in the river in the suburbs rose to the dam, and many small shrimps and crabs rushed up. I was While fishing there, I heard someone shouting for help, so I jumped down and fished him up."

"So you saved his life?"

Xiaohe Xia said: "Yeah, the stinky boy saved me. Who told him he was my boss? Since he left Tianjie, this area has become much more peaceful, and my life is not easy. I can only rely on Shoe polish is over."

Everyone fell silent.

Xie Yuhuan looked back at Tang Yingzhuo: "You are a god of destruction wherever you go."

Tang Yingzhuo smiled without embarrassment: "It can only be said that everyone has his own way of living."

Speaking of the ancestral house, Tang Yingzhuo suddenly wanted to go back and have a look.It holds the happiest childhood memories.When he was a child, his father doted on him very much. No matter how many troubles he caused, his father never scolded him.

Until his father was terminally ill, he still got full marks in the exam, was still No.1 in the school, and still liked to gang up and fight, but he began to be afraid of losing and changing. Even if it was a pen that was worn out, he would always keep it. with.

When his father passed away four years ago, he had already realized that all possessions will eventually be lost, and only change is eternal.

Later, he left Tianjie and lived on campus for many years.

It was just a coincidence that I came back this time.

The Tang family's ancestral house is on an ancient street to the east of the night market. The street is called Deadwood Street.

Xiaohe Xia and his younger brother closed the stall early, and came to Deadwood Street with Tang Yingzhuo and the others.

In stark contrast to Tianjie to the west of the night market is the quietness and solemnity of Kumu Street.The houses here have a history of at least a hundred years. There are only a few intact blue brick and tile houses, but the Tang House is the best one among them. Although the house and yard are old, every tree and every grass here is glowing. With vitality.

Mingyuan was rarely shocked by anything, but when he stepped into this old mansion, he couldn't help but praise: "It's really nice here."

Tang Yingzhuo looked sideways at him, but for the first time, he missed the opportunity to meet his gaze, staring at the copper bell on the corner of the eaves.

Tang Yingzhuo took out a key from the crack in the brick and opened the big iron lock on the door.Several people turned on the mobile phone lights together, illuminating the outside of the hall brightly.

"Don't you know there is such an invention as the electric light?"

Tang Yingzhuo smiled and pulled the light cord hanging from the wall, and a shiny old-fashioned incandescent light bulb was hanging on the roof.

Everyone turned off the phone lights in boredom.

"It's been so long, why is there still electricity?" Meng Hanyu asked.

Xiaohe Xia said, "Water, electricity, and heating are all free here."

"Wow! Then let's stay here for a few days." Zhan Yang said excitedly.

"No, the place here is too small to rehearse." Ming Yuan said in an unquestionable tone.

Tang Yingzhuo said: "I didn't keep you here."

"Stingy." Xie Yuhuan gouged him out.

Tang Yingzhuo immediately wrinkled his face: "Hey~ Just treat me as stingy, I really don't want to keep outsiders here."

Mingyuan turned around and seemed to be listening very seriously.

Tang Yingzhuo walked into the bedroom, dusted the cobwebs on the solid wood furniture with a feather duster, and then put the feather duster into the tall neck vase.

Mingyuan walked in and said: "We should go, we still have to take the light rail for an hour to go back, and it will be very late when we arrive at the Colorful Manor."

"Hmm." Tang Yingzhuo seemed to find no reason to delay.

"Don't you want to leave yet?"

Tang Yingzhuo's hand holding the broom was trembling slightly: "I'll sweep the roof later."

"I'll accompany you to clean during the winter vacation."

Tang Yingzhuo turned to look at him: "Winter vacation...isn't it the New Year?"

"Yes."

Mingyuan turned and went out.

Tang Yingzhuo put down the broom in his hand and walked out following his back.Everyone was watching the moon in the yard. A full moon hung on the unobstructed sky, looking extraordinarily bright and full.Mingyuan didn't go out of the living room, turned around and said firmly:

"Let's go, come back after Chinese New Year."

Tang Yingzhuo stared at him blankly, and suddenly had a question: "How did you spend New Years before?"

"I only spend Christmas."

Mingyuan smiled with his eyes bent, his thick eyelashes formed two black eyeliners, his dark brown pupils were cut into two slender crescent moons, the two ends of the corners of his eyes raised slightly with the trend of the phoenix eyes, The extension line can be slanted into the temples. If it is higher, it is too charming, and if it is lower, it is too vulgar. It is not flattering but not vulgar.Can the hand of a traditional Chinese painting artist draw one or two points?

flirtatious.

Tang Yingzhuo never regarded him as a human being from the beginning.If you don't get the point of your words, you will be more angry than your life.It was on purpose, alas.

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