street people

After the affirmation and praise of two diners, Sun Yanshi and Lang Yue, Lang Song's multigrain pancake stall officially opened a few days later.

The preparation of multigrain pancakes is much less time-consuming than glutinous rice balls. Sweet noodle sauce, chili sauce and other sauces can be purchased directly, and side dishes such as eggs, lettuce, and coriander can be washed the night before.Lang Song only needs to get up in the morning to mix flour, soybean flour, and corn flour in a certain proportion, then add salt and water to make a pot of batter, and then the stall will be ready.

After mixing the batter, Lang Song dragged his things to the entrance of the alley. Uncle Bing was already there, and he politely called "Uncle Bing".

Uncle Bing was kneading the dough. Hearing this, he raised his eyelids and glanced at it lightly. He hummed and continued kneading the dough.

Uncle Bing has always been like this, Lang Song didn't care, and even had a long-lost intimacy, he raised his eyebrows and buried himself in the things.

The temperature is getting lower and lower day by day, and the sky is getting brighter and later. Lang Song has made a pancake pan and looked at the time. It is already 06:30. Only then does the originally gray sky feel bright.

After kneading the dough, Uncle Bing raised his eyes to look at Lang Song on the opposite side. His eyes wandered over the pancake griddle a few times, and then he cleared his throat and said in a deep voice, "What are you doing with that thing? The rice balls are no longer for sale?"

Uncle Bing seldom took the initiative to talk to him, so Lang Song raised his head in surprise and replied, "This is a pancake pan, which is used to spread miscellaneous pancakes."

"There are many flowers," Uncle Bing glanced sideways again, and commented, "It's not practical."

Lang Song didn't want to explain, and continued to stir the batter in the basin silently.

After a moment of silence, Uncle Bing spoke again: "Set up a stall for three days of fishing and two days of drying nets. If you are unsure, you might as well give up your stall to someone else."

Lang Song bowed his head and said nothing, thinking that if anyone wants to set up a stall here, he has to go through your old man first.He mechanically stirred the batter, and suddenly caught the meaning behind Uncle Bing's words.

That's right, his booth has been vacant for half a month, so it's impossible that no one is coveting it.Although he was the one who insisted on opening up a booth here at the beginning, it was after Uncle Bing's silent approval. Since Uncle Bing agreed to him to set it up here, there is no reason not to let others set it up.Now this booth is waiting for him in a good way, naturally because there is a rather dignified person who has occupied it for him.

When Lang Song understood, he bent his mouth and said to Uncle Bing humbly, "Uncle Bing, let me make you some pancakes."

Uncle Bing curled his lips uncomfortably, neither saying yes nor no, he habitually snorted.

Langsong immediately turned on the fire. After preheating the griddle, brush a layer of oil on it and pour a spoonful of batter on it. Spread the batter evenly with a bamboo scraper. After the batter is slightly solidified, add an egg, then brush a layer of sauce on top A deep-fried dough stick, put lettuce, coriander, chives and other side dishes, finally rolled it up and put it in a kraft paper bag, and handed it to Uncle Bing with both hands.

Uncle Bing hesitated for a moment before taking it, and took a bite while it was hot, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he said flatly, "It's okay, that's all."

"Then I'll improve it." Lang Song smiled lightly and returned to his booth.

Facts have proved that Lang Song's pancakes are either "ok" or "very good", because they taste good, and because this is the first day of opening, everyone wants to try something new, and there is even a long queue for his stall, and it only takes more than an hour , A pot of batter is empty.

The business is good, and Lang Song is also happy in his heart. While estimating how much money he can make today, he starts to pack his things.

Uncle Bing is also in a good mood. The stall opposite him has not been set up for half a month, and his soy milk business has plummeted, and he often can't even sell a barrel.It took only half an hour today, and the big bucket of soy milk was empty. He thought he would have to boil two buckets and bring them here tomorrow.

Uncle Bing looked up and saw that Lang Song had packed up his things and was about to leave, so he stopped him.

"Uncle Bing, what's the matter?"

"What happened a while ago?" Uncle Bing cleared his throat awkwardly, "There is no sign of your landlord, and the store door is closed."

Lang Song frowned and didn't say a word. It wasn't that no one saw Sun Yanshi fainted and entered the hospital that day. After Sun Yanshi was hospitalized, he accompanied him in the hospital during the day, and he didn't know what happened in the alley.

But Uncle Bing is not a person who loves to gossip and inquire about other people's private affairs, let alone ask the parties directly.

Lang Song looked at Uncle Bing and hesitated for two seconds before replying, "Brother Sun was sick a while ago."

Uncle Bing frowned, kneaded the dough in his hands vigorously, and hummed without raising his head: "Drink wine as water, so it's no wonder you don't get sick!"

Lang Song was startled, seeing that Uncle Bing's frown was twisted into the word "Chuan", and his cheeks were tense, as if he was trying his best to hold back his anger.

Lang Song pursed his lips thoughtfully, and said in a low voice: "He used to be too bitter in his heart, relying on alcohol to sustain himself, but now he has given up drinking." When he said the word "too bitter", he saw Uncle Bing paused stiffly when kneading the dough.

Lang Song stood and waited for a while, seeing that Uncle Bing didn't want to speak again, he looked away, put the ponytail on the cart and prepared to go back.

"Gululu-"

The dull sound of wheels rolling on the ground rang in their ears, Lang Song and Uncle Bing immediately followed the sound instinctively, and saw Lei Bin walking towards him dragging a black suitcase.

Before Lang Song had time to react, Uncle Bing on the other side suddenly let out an angry "Humph!"

Lang Song looked over in surprise, Uncle Bing hummed to and fro every day, and he would feel strange if he stopped humming someday, but Uncle Bing's cold "hum" just now obviously covered more emotions than ever, bringing With a kind of utter contempt and disgust.

Lei Bin glanced at Uncle Bing, but didn't care, and even called Uncle Bing with a smile.

Lang Song knew that perhaps it wasn't that Lei Bin didn't care, but that his seniority and blood relationship were there, so it was not easy to make trouble.Aunt Hua said that Uncle Bing was Lei Bin's cousin.

Lang Song withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyes and slowly fiddled with the bits and pieces that he had packed up earlier, waiting for Lei Bin to find fault.

As he expected, Lei Bin stopped in front of his stall. He was fearless and straightened up to meet Lei Bin's playful eyes.

The last time Ren Sufen made a fuss in the store, Lang Song expected that Lei Bin would never let it go, but the fact is that Lei Bin did not come to the door, and has never appeared since then, but this matter has always been a problem for him. He was afraid that one day when he was not around, Lei Bin would come to provoke him, but Sun Yanshi couldn't handle it.

Seeing Lei Bin here today, Lang Song understood that Lei Bin was not in Lanying Alley at all during this time.

Lang Song pursed his lips tightly and stared at Lei Bin, but Lei Bin didn't say anything or do anything, he just pulled a familiar malicious smile from the corner of his mouth, flicked his tongue and left.

Lang Song was baffled, did Ren Sufen not tell Lei Bin the "wrongedness" that day?Or Lei Bin knew, but pretended not to know?

Lang Song carried chickens and dogs into the yard, Sun Yanshi and Lang Yue were having breakfast in the yard, Soybean was lying next to them eating dog food, there was a round egg yolk lying in the food bowl, the white was in Lang Yue's hand.

Lang Song put down his things and was about to reprimand Lang Yue when he saw Sun Yanshi holding a round egg yolk with half of the egg white and was about to throw it into the soybean bowl.

"Brother," Lang Song called Sun Yanshi to stop, went forward and took away the egg yolk, and said, "Eating too much egg yolk will increase the burden on the dog's stomach, so we can't keep feeding soybeans." Then he stuffed the egg yolk into his mouth.

Lang Yue didn't like egg yolks. Lang Song knew that he usually ate them, but he didn't have many chances to have breakfast with Sun Yanshi, and it was only today that he found out that Sun Yanshi didn't like egg yolks either.

Langyue looked at her brother, then looked down at the egg yolk in the soybean bowl, and looked timidly at Sun Yanshi.

She didn't speak, but the meaning was very clear: Dad, will my brother scold me?

Sun Yan knew it, stretched out his long legs "inadvertently", and kicked the soybean bowl under the table a little.Soybean didn't react, and licked the concrete floor with his tongue.

Lang Song was angry and funny: "Don't hide it, I saw it earlier."

Sun Yanshi withdrew his foot in embarrassment, and muttered, "Why are eggs yellow?"

Lang Song smiled helplessly, and said, "If you don't like the egg yolk, don't eat it. In the future, you can replace the boiled egg with egg custard or egg rolls, okay?" He told Lang Yue again in sign language.

Lang Yue has been eating egg yolks for a long time, and happily hugs Lang Song for a good meal and acts like a baby.

After breakfast, it was time for Lang Yue to go to school and Lang Song to go to work.

Since the dinner together a few days ago, Sun Yanshi has been responsible for picking up Langyue.Lang Song helped Sun Yanshi drag the little eDonkey to the courtyard, looked down at the dazzling little eDonkey in front of him, and asked, "Brother, why don't I change cars with you..."

When it comes to this little electric donkey, Lang Song is a bit dumbfounded.

There is only one small e-Donkey at home, which is naturally given to Sun Yanshi to pick up and drop off Langyue, who rides a bicycle to and from get off work.

The night before when he came back from get off work, he saw a brand new electric car parked in the yard. After asking, he found out that Sun Yanshi felt that a small electric donkey was not enough. After picking up Langyue from kindergarten, he suddenly went to the store I bought another one here, and it was picked by Langyue.

The whole body of the car is bright pink with white polka dots, and then someone put on a film, and several cartoon characters were pasted on the car body.This is not the most exaggerated. The most exaggerated thing is that Langyue asked for two helmets by name. One is a giraffe pattern with a small windmill on the top of the head, and the other is a kitten pattern with two ears on the top of the head. The giraffe belongs to Sun Yan. , The kitten belongs to Langyue.

Lang Song also didn't understand why such a naive safety helmet had adult sizes. Anyway, he said goodbye to Sun Yanshi at the entrance of the alley yesterday morning, and watched him go forward with a little yellow windmill on his head.There is an unspeakable sense of humor in that picture, which is warm and indescribable.

Sun Yanshi was washing his hands. Hearing this, he turned his head and said with a complicated expression: "You——like this style? But Yueyue also likes it..."

"I don't like it," Lang Song's mouth twitched, and he explained helplessly, "When you ride this bike on the road, people will laugh at you when they see it."

Sun Yanshi shook the water off his hands and said nonchalantly, "As long as Yueyue likes it, I don't care what other people think."

Lang Song sighed, Mo Ke said: "Brother, don't get too used to Yueyue, you can nod whatever she wants."

"Who said that, I really like this car." Sun Yanshi smiled, and retorted, "You are more used to her. If she doesn't like egg yolks, you can stop making boiled eggs."

Lang Song subconsciously wanted to explain, but the words had already reached his lips, but his rationality suppressed them.

Seeing Lang Song's hesitation to speak, Sun Yanzhi thought that he had nothing to say, so he raised his eyebrows triumphantly, and walked away first with his fingers hooked to Lang Yue.

Lang Song could only purse his lips and follow behind.

The three of them divided into two lanes and parted ways at the entrance of the alley. After seeing off Langyue, Sun Yanshi went back to Lanying Alley to look after the shop, playing boring games as usual, and guarding the empty shop.At noon, he went to the kitchen refrigerator to take out a meal for one person that Lang Song had prepared for him in advance, put it in the microwave to heat it, and then went to add dog food and water to the soybean bowl.

After eating lunch alone with a dog, he played ball throwing and catching with the soybeans in the yard, and took a look at the growth of the hydroponic parsley planted by Lang Song in a foam cardboard box. Seeing that it seemed to be a little taller than yesterday, he shouted Soybean returned to the store with a sound.

It was almost the end of kindergarten, so he rode on the little pink eDonkey to pick up Lang Yue, and drove Lang Yue directly to the restaurant where Lang Song worked, where he had dinner.

Lang Song was so busy that his feet didn't touch the ground, and the two of them left after dinner without delaying his business.

Sun Yanshi did not go home, but took Langyue to the shopping mall. The temperature was getting lower and lower, and everyone had to buy some autumn clothes.

It was almost nine o'clock when he came out of the shopping mall, and it happened to be the time for Lang Song to get off work, so Sun Yanshi simply took Lang Yue to pick him up from get off work.

The three of them left Lanying Lane together in the morning, and returned to Lanying Lane together at night.

Sun Yanshi was riding in front, and when he reached the alley, he was keenly aware of something unusual—Old man Ding's "Xiwang Dumpling Restaurant" usually closes at around [-] o'clock, why is it still brightly lit today?

Today's Lanying Lane seems to be extremely noisy, even at this point, there is still a lot of noise coming from the depths of the alley.

Sun Yanshi frowned and thought for a moment, then stopped the car, and Lang Song also stopped.

The two looked at each other, and Lang Song stepped into old man Ding's shop.Aunt Ding was slumped on a chair and leaning against the wall, her eyes were red and swollen, sobbing lowly, her voice was hoarse from crying.Aunt Hua patted her on the back and comforted her: "It's okay, I'll find it later."

Neither of them noticed that anyone had entered the store.

Lang Song deliberately kicked the stool and made a little noise, Aunt Hua looked over with tears in her eyes.

"Aunt Hua," Lang Song's heart tightened, "What happened?"

Aunt Hua was already panicked, seeing an acquaintance was like seeing a life-saving straw, she pulled Lang Song's arm and said anxiously: "Huhu is lost!"