Yi Zhonghai carried the roast duck and hurriedly walked to the courtyard. As soon as he reached the door, a black shadow blocked his way. He looked up and saw who else was there except the door god Yan Bugui.
"Lao Yi, where did you come back from in such a hurry at this late hour? Huh, no, wait, you taste like roast duck?" Yan Bugui's two little eyes had already narrowed.
If Ma Teng's roast duck can't be caught by himself, can't Yi Zhonghai's be caught?
Then there is no need to claim the title of Yanbu Noble Door God.
"Old Yan, you surprised me by coming out so suddenly. What are you doing out here at night? Go home and have dinner."
"Well, we also want to eat, but there is no more food in the house. So we have to find a way. Especially my girl, she has no oil or water for the whole month, and her whole body is dry. I feel sad after seeing it. It's all because I, as a father, am incompetent and my salary is not high, only 27.5 yuan a month." Yan Bugui took off his glasses as he spoke and started crying in front of Yi Zhonghai.
this……
Yi Zhonghai felt numb and took a deep look at this old friend who had lived with him for nearly ten years.
Although No. 1 Middle School doesn't know how much Yan Bugui's teacher salary is, it definitely won't be 27.5 yuan, so Yan Bugui is lying again.
But who is Yi Zhonghai? The grand master of the entire Sihe Compound couldn't watch his old friend cry in front of him.
Ba sighed, looked at the roast duck bag in your hand, and shook his head. It seems that Yan Bu won't be able to get anything today.
Helpless, Yi Zhonghai could only open the paper bag and take out the top duck rack from the bag.
The duck rack is not just a duck rack, the chef who sliced the duck didn't slice the duck cleanly at all, and there was still a lot of meat on it.
Yan Bugui stopped wiping his tears. His eyes were shining when he saw this duck rack. If he went to buy roast duck, there would be so much meat on the duck rack that he would scold him to death.
But what Yi Zhonghai gave him was, of course, the more meat, the better.
He was not polite and took it directly. For fear that Yi Zhonghai would regret it, he bit the duck's neck with his mouth.
"Lao Yi, this is from the Gulou family. It smells really good. Thanks, I understand. Don't worry, I'm with you."
Yan Bugui didn't wait for Yi Zhonghai to say anything, turned around and ran home with the duck rack in hand.
Arrived at home.
"Daughter-in-law, look at what I brought back. Be careful about this. Don't let the two boys get away with it. Let's get some food and cook it tomorrow. It will be a big meal." Yan Bugui entered the house, carrying the roast duck. He put on airs and waved his hand at his wife.
But when he was feeling proud, he saw a few pairs of green eyes, staring at the roast duck rack in his hands.
He sighed helplessly.
"My wife, take a knife and shave off a little of the meat. Each of you can eat a few bites, and put the rest on the rack."
"Master, I understand." After Yan Bugui's wife said this, she carried the roast duck rack and turned to the kitchen under a few pairs of green eyes.
As soon as Yi Zhonghai arrived at the middle courtyard, a woman with eyes full of eyes walked up to him.
Who else could it be if it wasn't Qin Huairu.
"Master, did you really go out to buy roast duck? You are so kind to your wife. Don't worry, Dongxu will do the same to you in the future. The roast duck you bought is so delicious. If I eat it, I will definitely be grateful to you, grandpa. ." After Qin Huairu finished speaking, she wiped the corners of her mouth, feeling something was wrong, and wiped her eyes again.
"Qin Ru, you also know that I bought this for the old lady." Yi Zhonghai explained quickly.
"Master, just take a few bites of Banggeng. You can give me whatever you want, just to satisfy Banggang's craving."
"This... Okay, you go home first, and I'll put something in a bowl for you."
Yi Zhonghai said so, Qin Huairu could only follow him into Yi Zhonghai's house.
The aunt was in the backyard and was not at home eating with the old lady. It took more than 20 minutes for the two of them to divide the roast duck, which was a big bowl of meat and a small plate of sauce.
Qin Huairu held the bowl and walked out of Yi Zhonghai's house nervously.
Yi Zhonghai was sweating profusely. He sat at the table for a while before getting up and taking the remaining small portion of roast duck to the backyard.
No matter what, Yi Zhonghai can still do it. He used a roast duck in exchange for the peace of the big yard tonight.
Ma Teng, on the other hand, had already eaten and drank enough, lying on the recliner in his courtyard and looking up at the stars in the sky.
It’s so satisfying to eat and drink enough. I’ve forgotten how often I could see such artistic conception while looking at the stars.
I have already forgotten when I used to look at the stars.
I just remember that when I was very young, even though there was no fan at home in the summer, I rarely slept in the house at night.
Grab a mat and climb to the roof, what a carefree boyhood.
Ma Teng now feels the same person he once was.
Unknowingly, I closed my eyes.
The ball in the middle of the space is also slowly rotating, absorbing the moonlight shining down.
Ma Teng slowly fell into sleep, as if he had returned to his former home.
Ma Teng pushed the door open and went in. There was a small bed under the tree.
A very kind old lady was sitting by the bed waiting for him with a big cattail leaf fan. When she saw Ma Teng coming, she smiled at him and asked him to come and go to bed quickly.
There was also an old man sitting under the door smoking a cigarette and drinking tea, with his feet in the basin, obviously soaking his feet.
Seeing Ma Teng coming over, she also smiled and pointed at the bed, with the same meaning as the old lady, asking him to go to bed quickly.
Ma Teng's eyes were blurry. Over the years, the faces of the two old men had been blurred, but today they were so clearly imprinted in his mind, as if they were real.
Why did Ma Teng feel that this was fake? It was because he couldn't hear the voices of the two old men.
At this time, Ma Teng no longer cared about so much. Regardless of whether it was true or false, he cried directly towards the two old people, and his tears could not stop flowing down.
"Grandma and grandpa, I miss you so much, I really miss you, woo woo woo..." Ma Teng hugged the two old people and looked at them without blinking, but his eyes were blurry, allowing Ma Teng to look at the old people's faces. It's always a bit vague.
The old man patted Ma Teng on the shoulder and said something, but no matter how hard Ma Teng listened, he never heard a word of the old man's words.
"Grandpa and grandma, don't worry. I'm fine here and I will take good care of myself. Don't worry. I come here and live a good life every day.
If you are all right, come and see me often. I really miss you. "
As Ma Teng spoke, tears began to flow again.
Grandma touched Ma Teng's head and looked at him kindly.
Grandpa finished washing his feet. When Ma Teng saw it, he immediately wiped his feet with a towel and helped him put on his shoes.
Grandpa patted Ma Teng on the shoulder, stood up, and pulled grandma into the house, and Ma Teng followed.
The two old men entered the room, turned around, glanced at Ma Teng, smiled at him, and closed the door slowly.
Ma Teng immediately went to stop him, but when he got to the door, there seemed to be some invisible wall blocking Ma Teng. No matter how hard Ma Teng tried, he couldn't move forward.
Until the door of the house is closed tightly.
"Grandpa, grandma..." Ma Teng shouted anxiously.
Ma Teng, who was sleeping on the deck chair in the yard, jumped up from the deck chair and yelled.
Ma Teng looked around and woke up, only to realize that he had fallen asleep and had a dream.
I felt my face was moist, and when I touched it, my face was covered with tears.
Ma Teng calmed down, cleaned up, and washed his face.
Looking up at the starry sky, Ma Teng will take care of himself and live a good life according to what he just said to his grandparents.
He went back inside and closed the door.
