Cuiyu Hutong

Jiang Mo turned his neck suddenly and turned towards Zhou Lianfeng.He smacked his lips, looked at Zhou Lianfeng but suddenly became a little at a loss.

He thought, now he doesn't like Zhou Lianfeng anymore, does he?Even if he liked it again, it was not so obvious.I didn't even see it myself, but let Zhou Lianfeng see it.

He raised his eyes slightly, but saw that Zhou Lianfeng's peripheral vision was on him.When he met his gaze, he couldn't help snorting and said, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Mo was taken aback.

what happened?

Zhou Lianfeng also asked himself what happened?After what he said just now that caused people to misunderstand, he still had to ask himself what was wrong.He didn't know, was he the only one who could say these misleading words?

But Jiang Mo paused, but said: "It's nothing. I'll go back to cook, my uncle wants to eat pumpkin and millet porridge today."

"Okay." Zhou Lianfeng responded, but followed closely.His legs were much longer than Jiang Mo's, and he wished he could catch up with Jiang Mo by two steps.But he slightly reduced the frequency, and slowly followed behind Jiang Mo.

Jiang Mo was extremely helpless, turned around and asked, "Who the hell do I like?"

It's that straightforward, straightforward, and straightforward.

He, Jiang Mo, has never been afraid in his life.Just ask, what else is there to be really afraid of?

Jiang Mo curled up his cold fingertips, he was afraid of a fart!Isn't he the little overlord of Cuiyu Hutong, who should walk around the streets?What is he afraid of!

The fingertips curled up in the center of the palm jumped twice again, telling him to clench into fists quickly.

"Just looking for excuses to make up nonsense." Zhou Lianfeng raised his eyes, and a dazzling light flashed across the lenses of the gold-rimmed glasses.He narrowed his eyes slightly, and said again: "You have used this excuse too."

Jiang Mo remained silent.

But before he persisted for a long time, he failed.He deliberately turned his gaze to the corner of the courtyard, where there was a broom, but in a trance, what he saw was a wet mop, dripping down.

He licked his lips and asked, "How do you know?"

Zhou Lianfeng bent his middle knuckles and pushed the slightly slipped frame, but the corners of his lips suddenly curved slightly: "Otherwise Aunt Li will definitely ask who it is."

Jiang Mo suddenly felt a little gasped.He originally thought that he would get a more satisfactory result, but he didn't realize it. This was the reason.His back molars hurt a little, and they creaked when he bit them: "Should I praise you for being meticulous?"

Zhou Lianfeng raised his eyebrows, but he didn't continue to respond to the words, he just continued: "Jiang Mo, I want to eat porridge with preserved eggs and lean meat."

Jiang Mo took a deep breath and nodded.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the old uncle pouted and said, "Mo, I don't want to eat pumpkin and millet porridge, I want to eat preserved egg and lean meat porridge."

Jiang Mo spread his hands towards Zhou Lianfeng as if he had been released, and said, "Look, my old uncle doesn't want to drink pumpkin and millet porridge anymore, it's really an unfortunate coincidence."

Zhou Lianfeng narrowed his eyes and said, "This is really a coincidence. What I said just now is that I want to drink porridge with preserved egg and lean meat."

Jiang Mo turned his head slowly, did Zhou Lianfeng just say preserved egg and lean meat porridge?Isn't he tinnitus?But thinking about it carefully, it seems that Zhou Lianfeng was talking about preserved egg and lean meat porridge from the beginning.

He was a little helpless, but this time he had no reason to reject Zhou Lianfeng.

He took three steps in parallel and walked towards his small kitchen.He didn't realize at all that his current feet were basically the same as those of ordinary people.

Zhou Lianfeng watched his movements silently from behind him, the expression on his face was relaxed to the extreme, no longer tense as usual.

He helped the old uncle up, so that the old uncle would not lie down every day, and occasionally sat down.

The old uncle looked at Jiang Mo busy in the kitchen, and said to Zhou Lianfeng: "You are his lucky star, and the lucky star of our whole family. If it weren't for you, he would have gone to the society when he was in high school. I don’t know if he would be beaten to death outside. If it wasn’t for you, he would still be limping now, and he would be limping for the rest of his life.”

The old uncle was a little emotional.

Jiang Mo always thought that he had a cerebral hemorrhage because of the news that he liked Zhou Lianfeng, but in the end it was accumulated over the years.At best, this incident was the last straw that crushed the elephant.

Xia Tian had already quietly left when Jiang Mo was recovering.Now that it's autumn, the cool wind, wrapped in a chill, leaks out from the open window, blowing away the last petal of the potted flower on the window sill.

The old uncle shivered suddenly, Zhou Lianfeng was careful and saw it when he raised his eyes.He raised his hand and closed the window next to the old uncle tightly, and said, "He is my lucky star."

Zhou Lianfeng raised his eyes, staring at him as if he wanted to carve Jiang Mo into his bone marrow.

If it wasn't for Jiang Mo, if Jiang Mo didn't appear in this world.He is probably no longer alive.

To be honest, he has long since lost nostalgia for this fucking world and life.In addition to minced ginger, there is only minced ginger.In all his blank and gloomy life, the person who outlines the color and puts a heavy stroke of color is the ultimate pursuit of his life.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, there is nothing good about ginger powder.His skin is not fair, his eyes are cute but not good-looking, and his facial features are even more ordinary, it can only be said that there is nothing wrong with the combination.If he dresses up well, he can barely squeeze into the ranks of handsome guys, but he doesn't dress up at all on weekdays.

He's just like he is now, wearing a pink Hello Kitty apron that can't be washed out and is full of oily spots.The bangs are a bit long, and I used the colored clips I got from Wen Yu to pin them on my forehead, revealing a big shiny head.

The clothes on his body have also been worn for several years, not only old, but also a section short.The washed place was a little white and hairy, but he still had a good time wearing it. He only said: "As long as there is no big hole, I can wear it all. If there is a leak, as long as it doesn't leak the buttocks, then it's fine."

Every time he said that, the elders and aunts all over the yard coaxed and laughed.But Zhou Lianfeng couldn't laugh at all.The old uncle leaned against the window, only feeling sad.

On the way of cutting preserved eggs with minced ginger, he suddenly felt a heat on his neck.Looking up, it was Zhou Lianfeng who was staring at him intently.

He suddenly became a little at a loss, only felt that when Zhou Lianfeng raised his neck, he looked like a proud white swan.He should not belong to this fireworks by nature, but has his castle pond.

Jiang Mo sighed and lowered his head again.

He never thought about it before, but after so many years of struggling in society, he has figured out many things.

He shouldn't have been with Zhou Lianfeng in the first place.

Even though Zhou Lianfeng seems to be down and out now, he is still a white swan, and he... is just a toad.

Such a self, how dare he really try to match Zhou Lianfeng?

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