Red dust kills beauty

35. You in my eyes ③

"So what did you do to make me angry?"

Standing in the bright and spacious kitchen, I was adjusting the stuffing while listening to the chatting of the two brothers in the flower hall.

After moving to a new house, I was probably held back by the poor condition of the kitchen for a long time. I started to cook in different ways. Today I want to make soup-filled steamed buns. The technical requirements are relatively high. Zhaoyao originally rolled up her sleeves I wanted to come to help, but I was kicked out, and I was basking in the sun with a certain injured number.

The witch merchant didn't speak, only chuckled lightly.

I rolled my eyes and decided not to put shrimps in the steamed stuffed bun I gave him today.

Today's weather is fine, I thought I could go to the flea market and see if I could get news from the south.

The so-called "flea market" is not the same as the second-hand market that used to specialize in hunting for goods and leaks. It was built under the jurisdiction of Yu Jingchun, and it is the largest black goods distribution center in Yanbei, as well as an information trading center.

After finishing the delicious meal, before I left, I saw the two little ones winking at each other, the witch merchant put down his chopsticks, and said to me: "By the way, there is something we haven't told you yet. "

I:"?"

Shaman was still wearing a bandage to fix his ribs on his chest. He was probably afraid of being beaten again. He coughed very weakly, kicked his foot down, and shrank behind Zhaoyao with his whole body and chair, and then said: "I and Ah Zhao—”

Before he could finish speaking, the bell rang suddenly.

This house is a small three-story building with a garden. Because there is no porter, the doorbell at the gate was changed by the witch merchant, and it is directly connected to the landline in the living room on the first floor.However, due to various reasons, we have moved here for almost a month and have not met a single visitor.

Who will come here at this time?I think the most likely reason is that Yu Jingchun's people discovered my identity and came to find out the truth.

It is obviously not suitable to talk about things now, so I gestured to the two teenagers, and then picked up the microphone.Before he could say "Hello", he directly said, "It's me."

"..." I was stunned.

I am very familiar with this familiar tone. It is Fu Baixue. He is finally back?

My heart was in a mess, and then I heard Fu Baixue's pleading words: "Can you open the door? I... want to see you very much."

I:"……"

The witch merchant's gaze from behind seemed to burn me through, and he said faintly, "Ah, Mr. Fu is here."

"Huh? The teacher is here?" Zhaoyao was overjoyed at first, but then her voice fell down again, "Is he trying to persuade elder brother to go back?"

"Maybe." The witch merchant said lightly, "Do I want to open the door for Mr. Fu?"

I:"……"

I reached out and hung up the microphone, then turned around and walked upstairs.

When he passed shoulder to shoulder with the witch merchant, he tilted his head and showed a cute smile, but there was no smile in his eyes: "Brother, don't you want to see Mr. Fu?"

I looked at him blankly, but he stopped smiling and looked at me blankly.

This brat, a bastard full of bad ideas.

"not see."

"Hiss—could it be because of me?"

He covered his mouth with an exaggerated expression of surprise.

Here it is again, his attitude that I hate the most.I don't hate his acting, and he can even be said to be cute when he does it occasionally, but I hate his fake appearance that you can tell he's acting when you look at it.

Because in my memory, every time Wu Shang is like this, he is going to cheat me who is still Ning Hongchen, so I probably have PTSD.Normally I could bear it, but I'm not in a good mood right now.

Seeing that I was just standing there watching him perform, the witch merchant quickly withdrew his exaggerated expression and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Mr. Fu really has a great influence on you."

...I found that my relationship with the witch merchant was really tenuous.

As long as there is a little pressure from the outside world, our appearance like colorful bubbles can be instantly disintegrated.

I pulled my lower lip: "Xiao Shang, you are too insecure, right?"

After speaking, I went upstairs.There's Fu Baixue stuck outside, I can't stay here no matter what, I might as well go directly to the "flea market".

The rooms of me, Wu Shang, and Zhaoyao are all on the third floor. When I was choosing a room, I couldn’t help thinking about it. Even if I moved in as Ning Hongchen, I lived on the first floor, and the entire third floor was occupied by Zhaoyao. Yes, I didn't think much about it at the time, but now that I think about it, Zhaoyao is probably reserving a room for two people who will never come back.

Not much gossip, I jumped out of the window in two or three steps, climbed up to the attic, intending to jump to the roof next door and go out bypassing Fu Baixue.

When lying on the roof, I glanced at him from a distance.He stood at the gate of my house, not wearing his daily gown, but a black combat uniform that was easy to move around. He was still wrapped in gunpowder smoke and blood, and he looked like he had rushed back.

Travel-stained, tired face.

Seemingly aware of my sight, he raised his head, I was startled, and quickly lowered my body, like a mouse seeing a cat.

Why don't you want to see him so much?Is it resentment?Are you unwilling?Are you still blaming him?

No, it is not.

I was just afraid that when I saw him, my heart would soften, and I would go back to the Self-Defense Forces with him.

Even if the Self-Defense Force hurts me, I can’t bear to hurt my painstaking efforts to go back. It’s not difficult to go back again. What’s rare is how to repair the gap that has been created, and how to guard against those in the Self-Defense Force who want to pull me off.

Everyone has their own responsibilities. Fu Baixue's responsibility is to protect Yanbei. I don't have such big ambitions as him. I just need to protect my home.Now that I have made a decision to choose Zhaoyao and Wushang, don't be half-hearted.

The flea market is a divided long street with various shops on both sides and stalls in the middle.Here, as long as you have a way, you can get anything, from the confidential information of the major forces, to the tickets for smuggling to other places by black boats, everything that you expect to find.

There are all kinds of people on the road, some swagger in with their own identities, some hide their heads and show their tails, there are sneaky human traffickers selling "top products", and some gamblers dream of getting rich overnight...

I belong to the more troublesome wave. "Ling"'s face is too famous, not to mention a household name in Yanbei, but everyone who hangs around in this kind of place must recognize me.So I disguised myself a lot and went in after making sure that I wouldn't be exposed on the spot.

Two days ago, an informant I raised sent news that he had heard about the movements of the guy from the third district, but due to communication conditions, he didn't say much, and only asked me to have an interview here.

The so-called Trinity guy was Ivan Nikolaevich Golubev, the man who had me all over the place.

After recovering my memory, I realized that I had such a lawsuit with him in my previous life, and my mood was not so subtle.When I was Ning Hongchen back then, when I knew he had bad intentions, I was already forced to jump into the pool of mother liquor by the fake witch ginseng. There were some shocks, but there were so many that I didn't care about it at the time.

Now that I've come back to it, I don't know what to say when I think about this person, and when I think about the miss in Shuilongpo Karst Cave last time.

Although people die like lights out, and the lawsuit with Ivan is already a matter of the last life, it is obvious that this is a conspiracy that has lasted for many years. I even think that he is the one who has been pushing everything behind the scenes.So after recovering my memory, I have been secretly contacting my own people to find his whereabouts.

There are also considerations in this regard for leaving the Self-Defense Forces. I think there must be Ivan's people in it.

Now we are in the dark, I am the target on the bright side, he hides in the dark, it seems that I am at a disadvantage.But he doesn't know that I've been following him and know a lot of information about him, so it's still unknown who wins this game.

The informant who contacted me was a running businessman.

Before the war started, the profession of merchants had almost disappeared, and they could not be seen except in some remote mountainous areas.But as the troubled times kicked off, they reappeared in people's field of vision.

But the merchants who dared to run here, after thinking about it, knew that what they were doing was definitely not a clean business with needles and threads.

This man's surname is Liu, and outsiders call him Liu Liuzi.I once asked him if he was the sixth in the family, and he said he was the boss. Once there was a gang fight near their home, one party used a petrol bomb, and the whole block was blown up. His parents and five younger siblings were all burned to death in the house. Here, in memory of his family, he named him Liuzi.

This person has a clever mouth that sees people talking about people and ghosts talking nonsense, so just listen to what he says, and you can't believe it all.

He sells a lot of miscellaneous things, most of which are shady businesses, such as gender stimulants, heart, liver, spleen and kidney, but he does things with a bit of benevolence and righteousness, he will not buy or sell by force, and the price is fair, so I just opened my eyes. I closed my eyes.

I was very careful in privately tracking down Ivan because I was worried about scaring the snake away. Liu Liuzi was the first person to give me the news.

As soon as I lifted the curtain and stepped into his shop, I heard him pressing down the price: "Antiques in prosperous times, gold in troubled times. Don't say that you are an ancient relic from the Three Dynasties, even Ru kiln porcelain is not as valuable as a ham now." Ah! This year, the south is flooded again. I was receiving goods in Wuzhou a while ago, and a family member exchanged old books from his family for food with me. Even the books and boxes weighed more than 30 catties. He exchanged them for polished rice of the same weight. Now, the current world is like this!"

oh?Wuzhou?

My heart skipped a beat.

Next chapter: You in my eyes④

"..."

My eyes met Fu Baixue's.

The most embarrassing moment is probably when you are sold as a pet.And the one who buys you is not the one you want to take advantage of, but your old friend who avoids seeing you.

The author says:

Sorry for the very short chapter, the plot I wanted to write was not written, the time is really tight!

Tomorrow's update will be exciting!trust me