street people

Sun Yanzhi actually had a little selfishness in saying this, he could afford to add two pairs of chopsticks to his family.

If Langyue failed to find his biological parents, he would recognize them and raise them as goddaughters in the future.If Langyue really finds her biological parents, her parents will take her if they are willing to raise her, and if they are not, he will continue to raise her. Anyway, he will not lose.And it also comes with a nineteen-year-old, diligent and motivated eldest son, who is as beautiful as he thinks.

They returned to the shop again, and Sun Yanshi closed the sliding door and led the siblings up to the second floor.Normally he would not close the store if he walked away for a while, but since he watched his things being stolen two days ago, he would close the door when he had to leave the counter.

The self-built houses decades ago did not pay attention to any type of apartment, just make use of the available area as much as possible.

Go through the storefront and walk into the small courtyard. The first floor is the kitchen, utility room and a bathroom, and the second floor is the room.

Upstairs from the external stairs is a long corridor. On the left is a large room, on the right is a small room and a bathroom. There is an aisle between the two rooms. The two doors are not facing the long corridor, but opposite.

The door of the big room was opened a crack, and the scent of mint wafted out. Lang Song glanced through the gap, but he could only see the end of the bed.

Sun Yanzhi pushed open the door of the big room nonchalantly, and he could see all the furnishings in the room.

A big bed was placed against the wall, Xia Liang was spread out in a mess, and a white T-shirt and a pair of sports shorts were lost on the bed.On both sides of the bed are two bedside tables, on which there are messy water glasses, cigarettes, chargers and the like.There is a desk and a sofa chair at the end of the bed, and a thick book is placed on the table, but because the back is facing up, it is impossible to see what kind of book it is.There were several clothes and trousers hanging on the back of the chair. They were clean, and they should have been put on the back of the chair after they were collected.Lang Song could imagine how Sun Yanshi picked up one and put it on his body.

The whole room feels a little messy, but not dirty, which is very in line with Sun Yanzhi's feeling.

When he was alone, he didn't think it was messy, but when he was in front of outsiders, Sun Yanshi realized that his room really couldn't be compared with tidiness.He embarrassedly stuffed the clothes on the back of the chair into the closet, and explained in a deceptive way: "I got up too early in the morning, so I didn't have time to pack it up."

Lang Song nodded, but didn't expose him.

Sun Yanshi said again: "This room used to be my parents' room, but now I live in it. Although it is a bit bigger, it is not suitable for the two of you to live in the old man's room, so I will continue to live in this room, and you will live in my room." The original room."

As he said that, he opened the door of the small room opposite: "This is the room I lived in before. I haven't lived in it since I went to college. There are still some books from my high school in it. I will move to my room later. .”

Lang Song and Lang Yue held on to the door frame together, and put their heads in. There was an old smell of wood mixed with books in the room, which was a bit pungent, but not unpleasant.

There was an empty bed, a desk, and a large bookshelf against the wall compared to the size of the room. As Sun Yanzhi said, it was full of books. Lang Song saw the familiar high school exercise sets.

"How, are you satisfied?" Sun Yanshi asked while leaning against the door frame on the other side.

"Very good." Lang Song nodded seriously, "But..."

But he thinks the rent is too cheap.

"Where are there so many?" Sun Yanzhi tapped Lang Song's head, "Yueyue just stay with me, you go back and move things, and I'll leave dinner to you."

It was so hot upstairs that Sun Yanshi couldn't take it anymore, so he picked up Langyue and went downstairs.

Lang Song touched the place where Sun Yanshi had knocked just now, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

His parents had an old house in their hometown, and Lang Song brought his parents' things back to his hometown shortly after his father passed away, so he and Lang Yue didn't have many things.

When he was doing odd jobs, he often helped the moving company unload the goods, so he met a friend who was a driver of the moving company. He asked that friend to help deliver it. The other party not only offered a discount, but also helped transport the things into the alley.

The friend moved the last box off the trolley, pulled up the hem of the T-shirt, wiped the sweat off his face, looked up at the small shop in front of him, and sighed: "Xiao Lang, what a place here. It's really nice, much better than the place you lived in before."

"It's pretty good." Lang Song was afraid of blocking the way, and while stacking up the boxes, he replied, "The landlord is also pretty good."

The good landlord lifted the curtain and came out, handed the ice water in his hand to Lang Song's friend, and said with a smile, "Brother, thank you for your hard work."

The friend took a look at Lang Song before taking the water: "We are all friends, we should."

Lang Song raised his head, saw the ice water in his friend's hand, and said softly to Sun Yanshi, "Thank you."

Lang Yue, who was following Sun Yanshi, poked her head out, and with great effort raised the ice water in her hand to Lang Song's face.

"Good boy." Lang Song took the water and patted her head lovingly.

Lang Song's friend bent down to tease Lang Yue: "Xiao Yueyue, you seem to be gaining flesh again."

Langyue smiled shyly, ran to Sun Yanshi's side and hugged his thigh to hide.

This made Sun Yanshi so happy that he wanted to pinch his waist and shout three times.Although Langyue was close to him, she always put her brother Lang Song first. At this moment, her brother was by her side, but Langyue came to him to seek refuge, and Sun Yan was about to float up in complacency.He raised his chin to Lang Song provocatively, and Lang Song smiled helplessly.

After resting for a while, Lang Song's friend said he wanted to go back. Sun Yanshi warmly invited him to stay for dinner, but the other party said that there was still an order to be done and he had to go to work first, so Lang Song made an appointment with him next time Meet.

Sun Yanshi and Lang Song carried the luggage upstairs together. Lang Song said several times that he could carry it by himself, but Sun Yanshi had already done it, so he had the nerve to stop, as if admitting that he couldn't move it in disguise.

But the truth is, he really can't move.

The boxes were obviously not big, but they were surprisingly heavy. He moved two boxes with all his strength, and went to play with Lang Yue resentfully.On the other hand, Lang Song was not out of breath, and only a few of the biggest and heaviest boxes were left after moving.

After moving the luggage, Sun Yanshi led Lang Yue downstairs to watch cartoons, while Lang Song upstairs packed things, occasionally making a sound of moving things.

Taking advantage of Lang Song's efforts to clean up the room, Sun Yanshi took Lang Yue to buy vegetables. Except Lang Yue's favorite dishes, he could buy whatever he liked, not only shrimp but also pork ribs.

As the sky was getting dark, Lang Song went downstairs profusely with sweat. It was obvious that he was tired, but also very happy. He said hello and got into the kitchen.