Seeing that the two of us were about to leave, Chen Yuanyuan and the three of them had no intention of stopping them. But at the moment Li Su was about to open the door, they suddenly said: "Sister... you don't want to know why your parents died." ?"
Chen Yuanyuan didn't say this loudly, but these simple words were like a thunder blast on a sunny day. Li Su and I couldn't help but stand there.
After a while, Li Sucai slowly turned his head and looked at Chen Yuanyuan and said, "What do you mean by this?"
Chen Yuanyuan smiled and said: "What else can it mean? Of course it's just the literal meaning you heard."
Li Su didn't speak, then turned to look at me, his eyes seeming to ask, "What do you think? What should I do now?"
I didn't say anything, just touched my nose and smiled. I learned this habit from Xiong Ming. This kid was willing to touch his nose when he had nothing to do. At first I just thought it was fun, but slowly I discovered that Xiong Ming was doing things. His style sometimes works better than mine.
I patted Li Su on the shoulder, and then said to Chen Yuanyuan: "Although there is no one in Brother Li's noodle shop at this time, we still have to do business. If we have something to say, it's best to go to another place to talk, okay?"
When Chen Yuanyuan heard what I said, she immediately nodded and said, "That's a good relationship!"
… …
Beijing, Er Er Gang Alley.
Very few people come to this place on weekdays, but recently it has been very lively, especially the third to last store in the back.
The family's surname is Feng, and two generations of father and son live in a house of more than 20 square meters.
The younger generation in the family is named Feng Zibu. Many people who live near here also call him Crazy Bu. He is married to a daughter-in-law named Liu who is about forty years old. The two of them make a living by selling pancakes and fruits. , hand cakes, baked cold noodles and so on.
The father's name is Feng Yaoxing. No one knows what he did for a living in the past. Even his son Madman Bu doesn't know anything about the old man's past. He just knows that the old man has a very special skill, that is, he has a special knowledge of locks, no matter what kind of lock they are. , as long as the old man takes a look at it, he can know the mystery, and the older the lock, the more the old man understands the mystery.
At first, Madman Bu was just curious about where his old man learned this craft, and he once asked about it when the two of them were drinking, but the old man didn't mention a word, just said that he had done something wrong back then, otherwise Nor would I hide in a 22-bar alley filled with idle people.
Not only that, Madman Bu also proposed more than once that he wanted to learn the art of locks from the old man. Even if he was not good at it, he would at least live a better life than now. But who would have thought, the old man Feng Yaoxing refused to teach him anything.
Once, Madman Bu made up his mind and knelt in front of the old man's bed for seven days and seven nights, but the old man still did not spit out his words.
Crazy Bu has always wondered why his old man refused to teach him his craft. For this reason, he and Feng Yaoxing had a big quarrel. After all the talk, the old man Feng Yaoxing only said one sentence from beginning to end, "This is our craft." It is a scourge. Not only will there be no benefit to you if you learn it, but it will actually harm you. Don’t let anyone know about our family’s craft. Don’t be afraid of being poor. It’s better to be poor than to be dead.”
Although Madman Bu was very reluctant, he still listened to Feng Yaoxing's words. So far, he never thought that Feng Yaoxing had mentioned learning his own craft, nor had he mentioned even a word to outsiders. The couple had been together for so many years. He had been barely making ends meet by selling pancakes and hand cakes, until Zhen Junyi suddenly appeared that day, and everything suddenly changed.
The day after Zhen Junyi was sent away, someone came to Crazy Bu's pancake and fruit stall again. Crazy Bu still sat on the broken chair to sleep because business was not good, but as soon as he fell asleep, he heard someone coughing softly: "Excuse me Are you Mr. Feng?"
Madman Bu was startled by the sudden sound. He reached out and took off the hat on his face. When he looked up, he found that the person who came was actually a very good-looking girl.
Crazy Bu rubbed his eye sockets with his fingers, and then said: "My surname is Feng... What's wrong, girl? Are you selling pancakes and fruits?"
The little girl smiled and said, "You misunderstood, I'm not here to buy pancakes and fruit."
Madman Bu said a little displeasedly: "If you don't buy pancakes and fruits at the pancake and fruit stall, then what are you doing here? You have nothing to do when you are full, and you are making fun of me? I think your little girl is not the same person. You care about where you can go to cool down, and don't disturb my sleep."
After saying that, Madman Bu was about to put his hat back on his face and go to sleep, but at this moment, the little girl snatched his hat away.
The madman shouted: "What are you doing? Put your hat..."
The madman originally wanted to say "Give me my hat back," but he only said three out of six words, because in the middle of his words, a thick wad of banknotes appeared in front of him.
This pile of banknotes is very thick. If you count carefully, it must be 40,000 to 50,000 yuan.
Madman Bu was stunned, looked at the thick banknotes in front of him, then looked at the little girl who was not too old, and asked differently: "What do you mean?"
The little girl smiled and said, "Nothing interesting? I just think your hat looks good and I want to buy it from you."
After hearing this, Madman Bu stared at the girl in front of him with his eyes wide open, as if he was looking at a fool. After a while, he slowly said: "Girl, you don't have a fever, do you? I see you have something on your hands." No matter how you calculate it, you have to have 40,000 to 50,000 yuan... Everyone says I am crazy, so it seems that you are more seriously ill than me!"
The little girl pouted slightly and said, "I'm not crazy! What? Is it crazy to spend money to buy things you like?"
Madman Bu was so stunned by the little girl's words that he didn't know what to say. After a while, he slowly said: "My hat is very worn. If you like it, just take it. You don't have to pay me!" "
When the little girl heard this, she immediately stopped and said, "How can this be done? As the saying goes, no reward will be given without merit. I can't ask for your things for nothing."
Before she finished speaking, the little girl stuffed the thick stack of banknotes into Madman Bu's arms, "It's fair now!"
The madman looked at the thick banknotes in his arms, gritted his teeth, and said after a while: "Tell me, what is this? You gave me so much money for my old hat?"
The little girl smiled and said, "Just make friends!"
Madman Bu smiled bitterly and said: "Okay! Make friends!"
The little girl seemed to have been waiting for these words from Crazy Bu. After hearing the word "friend" come out of Crazy Bu's mouth, she immediately clapped her hands and laughed and said, "Yes, we are friends now. Since we are friends Now, I’m asking you to do me a favor, you won’t refuse, right?”
