San Fu

When they separated, Jiang Kuo saw a little girl next to him who was looking up at them intently. Jiang Kuo smiled at her, but the little girl still looked at him motionless.

"Don't stare at others," the little girl's mother hurriedly turned her face aside with her hand, "it's rude."

The little girl's face was squeezed into a ball in her mother's hands, and she tried to turn her head this way.

Duan Feifei waved at her: "Goodbye."

"Have you cleaned up your room?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"The windows are bright and clean," Duan Feifan walked out together with him, "The cannon should have been cleaned up once before he left, just wiped the dust and mopped the floor."

"How to go back?" Jiang Kuo took out his mobile phone, "Take a taxi?"

Duan Feifei clicked his tongue, and pressed his hand holding the mobile phone: "How can we let Uncle Kuo take a taxi, and a special car will pick you up."

"What special car?" Jiang Kuo was stunned for a moment, but suddenly became very interested, "Is it your uncle's minivan?"

"What are you thinking! The truck can't get here, are you saying that I can pick you up with a truck!" Duan Feifei pushed him into the parking lot, and raised his hand in front of him, "It's my boyfriend's car."

Jiang Kuo saw the car keys in his hand and smiled: "Has the car been washed? It has been parked there for a long time."

"No need to wash," Duan Feihua said, "I parked the car in the parking lot of our market before, and I parked it next to Uncle Huang's hut. It's safer. There is not even a shed at the school. You pick the car."

"Xiao Duan, thoughtful." Jiang Kuo patted him.

"Are you driving?" Duan Feifei asked.

"Go ahead," Jiang Kuo stuffed the suitcase on the back seat, "I'm very sleepy, and I'm not fully awake yet."

"Okay." Duan Feifei got into the car.

Jiang Kuo opened the car door, didn't get into the passenger driver, got in, knelt down on the chair, and threw himself on Duan Feifan over there.

There was only so much room in the car, Jiang Kuo's posture was a bit strenuous, but he insisted on pulling the headrest behind Duan Feifan with one hand, and propping up the driver's door with the other, and turned to look at Duan Feifan: "Miss me?"

Duan Feifei didn't speak, just smiled and sighed softly.

The breath swept across his face, carrying a faint sweet scent.

Then he raised his hand to grab Jiang Kuo's neckline, pulled it forward slightly, and kissed him on the lips.

The wound on Duan Feifei's mouth has basically healed, and it tastes warm and soft without any traces.

A car next to it blared its horn.

Jiang Kuo's hand holding the car door trembled and slid down suddenly.

Duan Feifei hurriedly grabbed the clothes on his shoulders and pulled them up, Jiang Kuo was strangled so much that he wanted to cough.

"Damn," he turned his head and looked to the side, someone was about to get in the car, "Scare me."

"Sit down," Duan Feifei patted his face, "This is the parking lot, there are many people."

Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue and sat back in the passenger seat.

The person in the car next to him opened the door and looked at them. He opened the door and got in the car, and he looked at them seven or eight times.

Jiang Kuo put down the car window and turned to look over there.

"Okay," Duan Feifei started the car, "Close the windows, it's not cold."

Jiang Kuo waited until he drove the car out of the parking space and turned a corner and could no longer see the car before closing the window.

"Let's go to Niusandao for dinner later," Duan Feifan said, "The old aunt has stewed beef bone soup for you."

"Damn," Jiang Kuo immediately patted his belly, "That's great."

"Are you hungry?" Duan Feifei asked.

"It's okay, a little," Jiang Kuo sniffed, "I just smelled sweet, sugary, did you put aromatherapy on the car?"

"Which aromatherapy smells like peanut candy!" Duan Feifei said.

"Peanut candy?" Jiang Kuo sat up straight immediately, "Where is it?"

"It's in my bag." Duan Feifei said.

Jiang Kuo took his bag and opened it. There was a small glass lunch box inside.

The moment he opened the bag, he could smell a strong fragrance. He opened the lunch box, and there were neatly packed peanut candies inside. Each piece was glowing with oil, and it looked delicious.

"It's too delicious." Jiang Kuo stretched out his hand to take it, hesitated for a moment, then withdrew his hand, held the lunch box to his mouth and wanted to grab a piece directly, but the candies were so close together that he couldn't put it in his mouth.

Duan Feifei sighed: "There are disposable gloves in the bag, specially prepared for the fastidious people."

"Thank you." Jiang Kuo took out the glove, took it off and put it on, picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, chewed twice and then closed his eyes, "Mmm—"

"Is it delicious?" Duan Feifei asked.

"Delicious, very fragrant," Jiang Kuo said while eating, "I have never eaten peanut candy, it is much more delicious than I imagined."

"Eating too much will make you tired." Duan Feifei said.

"I loved it when I was young." Jiang Kuo took another piece.

"I loved meat when I was young," Duan Feifei said, "but I like to watch people make these, all kinds of sugar, malt candy, peanut candy, Songhua candy, Sachima..."

"Are there any in the market?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Well," Duan Feifei nodded, "It's usually found in the market, but now it's gone in the market."

"Why?" Jiang Kuo looked at him.

"It's unhygienic," Duan Feihua said, "and there are so many snacks that children can eat, who wants to eat them?"

"Unhygienic..." Jiang Kuo looked at the peanut candy in the lunch box.

"Uncle Song's pot is still clean," Duan Feifei said, "Eat it with confidence."

Jiang Kuo laughed.

When the car approached the destination, the surrounding streets and buildings became familiar. I felt that I had no impression of the scenery I always saw when I was wandering around the school, but I could recognize it at a glance when I saw it.

"Yang Ke didn't go home during the Chinese New Year." Jiang Kuo looked outside when the car turned into the community, "I don't know if he lived here or went to his girlfriend's place."

"Here." Duan Feifei said.

"Did you run into him?" Jiang Kuo turned around.

"Well," Duan Feifei said, "I ran into him when I came to clean up in the morning. The house he rented was four buildings away from Da Pao's, but I didn't see his girlfriend."

"His family is almost dying of worry," Jiang Kuo said.

Duan Feifan waited for Jiang Kuo to tell him about the opening of the store, but Jiang Kuo didn't say anything, he was busy eating peanut candy, and when the car stopped at the corridor entrance, he had already eaten two layers of peanut candy in the lunch box.

"Are you already full?" Duan Feifei sighed.

"It's okay," Jiang Kuo said, "There's room for a big meal in my stomach."

Duan Feifei smiled, opened the door and got out of the car.

Jiang Kuo's suitcase was bigger than the one he brought home before, and he probably brought a lot of clothes. Now the young master has saved a lot, so he didn't plan to go directly to the mall to buy them.

"I haven't even entered his rented house," Jiang Kuo stood at the elevator entrance, "Which floor is it?"

"On the tenth floor," Duan Feihua said, "from the balcony, you can see the big light sign at the main entrance of the market."

"Is it that close?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Are you stupid?" Duan Feifei said, "Isn't it tall enough?"

"Wow," Jiang Kuo turned around and looked at him, "It's only been a few days, and you already think I'm stupid?"

"It's not just now." Duan Feifei said, "I've hated it since you were sleeping on a recliner at [-]."

"I was inexperienced in life," Jiang Kuo said.

"It's not comprehensive," Duan Feihua said, "It should be because of lack of life experience but enough money."

Jiang Kuo laughed.

The elevator door behind him opened, and an aunt came out.

Jiang Kuo dragged his suitcase and was about to go in, but his aunt stopped him and looked them up and down: "What floor are you on?"

Jiang Kuo didn't answer, just looked at her.

"Auntie, we're on the tenth floor." Duan Feifei poked Jiang Kuo lightly on the back of his waist. He knew that this rude attitude of stopping people from asking questions would make Jiang Kuo unhappy.

"The tenth floor?" The aunt still stared at them in doubt, "Which door? I know all the tenth floors, but I haven't seen you."

"I haven't seen you either." Jiang Kuopa pulled her hand away and entered the elevator.

"Second door, auntie." Duan Feifan also got into the elevator.

The aunt followed the elevator again, and Jiang Kuo turned to look at her in shock: "What are you doing?"

"Ermen is the one who keeps the dog. He takes a dog into the elevator every day!" The aunt glared at the two of them, "He went home, and no one is home now."

"We are Hu Zhenyu's friends." Duan Feifei said, originally he wanted to be kind and not offend the neighbors as soon as he came, but he was very upset by the aunt's bad attitude towards Benben.

After hearing Hu Zhenyu's name, the aunt's face softened, but only for a second: "Then you come to live?"

Duan Feifei didn't answer her question: "Auntie, I'm going to press the floor. Do you want to go out or go upstairs?"

"Oh, it's so annoying," the aunt suddenly frowned again, "Didn't he live alone? One will come in a while, and the other will come in a while, and they are all young and young, so don't make a fuss. Whoever rented the house back then is Who should live!"

Duan Feifei pressed the button for the tenth floor.

After the elevator moved, the aunt yelled, and hurried over to press the door button.

But the elevator door didn't open.

"No! What's wrong with you!" The aunt was very angry, "What is this for!"

"Go upstairs." Jiang Kuo said.

"You..." Auntie pointed at him.

Duan Feifei slapped the aunt's hand away: "Auntie, why don't you tell the landlord if you have something to do? You can't tell us, the landlord's house is a normal two-bedroom house, let alone one or two, just live in one or two. It's none of your business to live with a family, you know?"

Mom stared at him.

"It's useless to stare at me," Duan Feifei said, "Why don't you stare at the landlord."

The elevator reached the tenth floor. When they got out of the elevator, the aunt pointed at them in the elevator: "You are bullying people! Yes, I will call the police later."

"That's right, take up the weapon of law," Duan Feifei nodded, "see if you can stand out from us."

The elevator doors closed, and the voice of the aunt slowly disappeared as the elevator descended.

"My God," Jiang Kuo said, "What kind of neighbors are these? Your temper was so damn good at the beginning."

"Don't you have to stay here for a few days?" Duan Feifei took out the key, "It's not appropriate to quarrel with someone when you first come in. This kind of old lady usually has nothing to do, and she can stare at you all day when she gets into trouble. Not enough to bother you."

"Then you haven't been kind to the end," Jiang Kuo thought and smiled again, "You're still angry with her."

"Courtesy first, then soldiers," Duan Feifan opened the door, "She scolded Benben first, that would definitely not work. If Benben can't get into the elevator, can Cannon take it down the stairs to the tenth floor?"

"I was a little worried just now that she would rush out and tear you up." Jiang Kuo entered the room.

"I'm afraid of farts, let me tell you," Duan Feifei opened the curtains of the living room, "I fought with the old lady in the market."

"When?" Jiang Kuo turned his head and looked at him in surprise.

"In the fifth grade." Duan Feifei said.

"Duan Yingjun, you are really good." Jiang Kuo put the suitcase against the wall and started wandering around the room.

The Cannon house is okay, with good lighting and a good view from the balcony, without any obstructions.

Jiang Kuo moved from the living room to the bedroom, and then to another empty room, where there was a wooden puppy kennel. Benben was treated well here before, but he actually lived in a single room.

"Are you satisfied?" Duan Feifei leaned against the door and asked.

"If you're not satisfied, can you change it for me?" Jiang Kuo said.

"If you are not satisfied, you can only live on the third floor of Niusandao." Duan Feifei said.

Jiang Kuo laughed: "That's not satisfactory."

"Okay, then you can stay with me at night," Duan Feifei said, "Fight before going to bed, whoever wins will sleep in bed."

Jiang Kuo remembered that there was a single bed in Duan Feifan's room.

But forcing two people to sleep doesn't mean they won't be able to sleep, they can sleep if squeezed together...

Although neither of them had any intention of carrying out the plan, he couldn't help imagining it.

"What are you thinking about?" Duan Feifei asked.

Jiang Kuo didn't speak, but cleared his throat, squeezed past Duan Feifei, and went back to the living room.

"Have you changed the bed sheet and quilt cover?" He suddenly remembered, "I don't know how to do it myself."

"Who changed the bed for you in your dormitory?" Duan Feifei asked.

"When I first went there, it was the cannon. Later, when it was cold, Tang Li helped me to change it..." Jiang Kuo walked into the bedroom, saw the pillows and quilt neatly placed on the bed, reached out and touched the bed sheet. Should be new.

"When Da Pao left, the sheets and quilts were all washed, and the quilts were dried and put in the cupboard, so I just took out a set," Duan Feifan said, "The conditions at Da Pao's house are pretty good, why are they not like you? Such rubbish?"

"He has been living in school, so he can't waste it." Jiang Kuo took off his coat and threw himself on the bed.

The mattress was quite thick and soft, lying on it as if he had flung himself on jelly, he stretched comfortably, turned his head to look at Duan Feifan: "Xiao Duan."

"Huh?" Duan Feifei tilted his head.

"Come on," Jiang Kuo patted his hand beside him, "Be gentle."

Duan Feifei walked over with a smile: "This word has been used."

"Be elegant," Jiang Kuo said, "Hurry up!"

Duan Feifan also threw himself on the bed, lying side by side with him, and turned his head to look at him: "Is this so?"

"Yeah." Jiang Kuo smiled, and reached out to touch Duan Feifei's face, "You're so handsome."

"That is, their names all express vision," Duan Feifei said, "My name is to state the facts."

Jiang Kuo laughed for a long time.

After laughing, he didn't talk, just stared at Duan Feifan, and traced his fingers lightly on his face, along the brow bone, the bridge of the nose, and to the lips.

Duan Feifei didn't speak, and kept smiling.

"Is it itchy?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"It's okay," Duan Feifei said, "If you suddenly pounce on me, control your direction, my mouth is just right."

"Your uncle." Jiang Kuo said.

Before Duan Feihua could speak, he suddenly put his arms on the bed, jumped up by the elasticity of the mattress, knelt down on the bed, and then pulled Duan Feifan's arm back.

"Ah..." Duan Feifei yelled, and turned over with his strength, "Okay, if you don't hit your mouth, you can take off your arm..."

Jiang Kuo rushed over.

This time, he was still very careful, propped his hands on the bed, and only after aiming at Duan Feifan's mouth, kissed him.

He didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but he always felt that Duan Feifei had a sweet smell on him, the sweet smell of peanut candy.

Duan Feifan's hand reached into his clothes and stopped on his waist.

"Huh?" Jiang Kuo put the tip of his nose against his ear.

Duan Feifei turned his head, and his breath swept across his ears, and the current brought up instantly connected with the temperature on his waist.

Jiang Kuo pinched Duan Feifei's waist, feeling that he could not hear anything in his ears except his own breathing and heartbeat.

……

Duan Feifan's mobile phone was placed on the table in the living room, and this was the second time it rang.

Jiang Kuo couldn't remember when it rang for the first time, but only knew that it had rang once.

He closed his eyes: "won't you answer the phone?"

"I need to pick it up," Duan Feifan's fingers lightly swept over his eyelashes, back and forth, "I guess it's the old aunt, maybe the beef bone soup has already been stewed..."

"Then you take it." Jiang Kuo said.

"Yeah." Duan Feifei finally stopped sweeping his eyelashes, sighed, and froze for two seconds as if making up his mind, then jumped up and got out of bed.

"Duan Ling will be here soon," the old aunt said on the phone, "Have you two arrived yet? Come back after packing your luggage."

"Well, I just arrived." Duan Feifei glanced into the bedroom, and Jiang Kuo had already got out of bed, "I'll go back after packing up in a while."

"Okay, I only make noodles when I see people," said the old aunt, "or it will be lumpy."

Jiang Kuo came out, Duan Feifei hung up the phone and looked at him: "Let's pack up and go."

"I'll take a shower." Jiang Kuo leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

"En." Duan Feifei responded.

After Jiang Kuo entered the bathroom, he went back to the bedroom, tidied up the bed, evened the sheets, and put the quilt away.

After returning to his original state, he supported the edge of the bed and was stunned for a long time. There was always a buzzing sound in his head, like tinnitus, excited and confused.

When Jiang Kuo came out of the shower, he also took a shower, which was considered to be out of the previous state.

"Let's go?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Go." Duan Feifei rubbed his face with his hands.

"I brought a bottle of my dad's wine to my uncle and aunt." Jiang Kuo took out a bag from the suitcase, and took out a bottle of wine with discolored packaging. "It's okay to store old wine in the cellar." .”

"Is this ceremony a bit too heavy?" Duan Feifei said.

"He has a bunch of them," Jiang Kuo said, "I just don't want to drink them, why don't I give them away and keep them as family heirlooms?"

"Old uncles and aunts will be scared." Duan Feifei said, "I don't know how to return the gift."

"This is a gift from me," Jiang Kuo said.

"Sauce beef, return such a good wine?" Duan Feifei said.

"Yes." Jiang Kuo said, "Mr. Jiang really likes that sauced beef."

Duan Feifei was silent for a while, he didn't know what to do, taking this wine back would definitely scare the old uncle and aunt, the old uncle is a drinker, and at a glance, he knew that the wine was not cheap, and he had no money to buy it .

but if don't...

"It seems... not suitable, right?" Jiang Kuo pondered for a while.

"How about that," Duan Feifei said, "You can return this wine to me."

"Shameless you," Jiang Kuo looked at him and said with a smile, "It's not suitable for the old man, but it is suitable for you, right?"

"Well," Duan Feifei nodded, "I'm keeping the wine, and I'll pick it up later when I have a chance. You can go to the store outside and pick up two ordinary bottles."

Jiang Kuo thought for a while: "Alright, then this is your dowry."