Chapter Seventy-Six: This Pot of Steamed Buns Is About to Be Brewed

Fang Bailu forced his eyes on the pestle, and the pestle was in a dilemma.

In fact, there is not much point in hiding it anymore, but there is an insurmountable tangled obstacle in his heart, or a kind of timidity and cowering, a kind of selfishness......

He originally liked Tian Tian deeply, and even if he met Bai Lu later, he just regarded her as a shadow of Tian Tian.

But the problem now is that he seems to have unconsciously forgotten Sweet and Sweet, and even if he thinks about it, it is only more akin to a simple worry and concern, and the former hot passion is long gone.

Now, on the contrary, Bai Lu occupies all his thoughts day and night.

It was an unprecedented admiration and awe, and then in the process of looking up, there was infinite admiration. For the first time, he had a feeling that he would be melted in the relationship between men and women.

Especially during the days when his grandmother was hospitalized, for the first time in his life, he clearly felt the interconnectedness between the hearts of men and women who are equal, selfless, and unconditional.

Although, perhaps, this feeling is one-sided, but he hides this feeling deep in his heart, and every time he is alone, he takes it to the extreme, so that he is determined to change himself completely.

He understands that this power is completely different from the impulsiveness and vanity when he was with Tian Tian Tian before, and love and liking are two different things.

Because of this, he often feels guilty and feels that he is a person who thinks differently. He didn't dare to imagine that when Bai Lu and Tian Tiantian appeared in front of him at the same time, he would be able to live in the shack with peace of mind......

In addition, Bai Lu and Tian Tian look so similar, it is difficult to explain it except that they are twins born together. But judging from their life experiences, one is thousands of miles apart, and the other is that they have their own parents and families, so they can't be siblings at all.

But the unexplainable thing is just around the corner, and the pestle often has an ominous premonition, but it is not clear what it is. Therefore, he didn't want the two of them to know about each other's existence, and he wanted to avoid the issue as much as possible.

Of course, his biggest knot is low self-esteem. Most of the time, whether it is for Sweet Sweet or Bai Lu, he is just an unrequited crush.

He knew that the reason why Gan Tiantian paid attention to himself was just to use the identity he made up to cling to the factory and find a job with good salary.

He also knew very well that Fang Bailu, who was in a superior martial arts family, was more of a heaven and an underground than himself, a poor and lame waste......

So, the pestle is fragile. The fragile pestle worries that the same fragile emotional sustenance hidden in her heart will be shattered. He was afraid that the hard-won balance of stability and beautiful hopes in front of him would be broken, and his heart was extremely conflicted and complicated......

"I don't have anything to say!"

In the end, the pestle still chose to avoid it. He hoped that he could avoid those unnecessary injuries, knowing that it would not last long, but he was willing to cheat to the end.

But at this time, Zixue suddenly spoke: "I, I seem to know something......"

Zixue heard the pestle's concealment of Bai Lu, and after all, she couldn't suppress the little excitement in her heart, so she planned to tell the sweet things she heard from the pestle in the morning.

However, Grandma Liang glared at her fiercely and blamed: "What can you know about the new girl, the fire is extinguished, and you are responsible for not being able to eat steamed buns!"

"Oh......" Zixue saw that Grandma Liang didn't let her speak, so she had to reluctantly squat down to add to the fire, and for a while thick smoke billowed up.

"Ouch, I'm a little old girl, let you make a fire instead of a smoke!"

Zhang San saw that he hurriedly stepped forward to help, and his mouth was full of regret: "But don't spoil the mountain people and drop a pot of steamed buns!"

"Heh!" Unexpectedly, Grandma Liang was not happy when she heard this, and asked unceremoniously: "Are you crazy or stupid?

"Hehe, we're crazy and stupid! People live brightly, you might as well tell you here, our real name is Zhang Xicai, alias is Zhang San Crazy, Jianghu people call Qingshan rotten eggs the first place, the profession is to shave the head and the side job is to catch demons, and the hobby of life is to eat and pick feet!"

Zhang San shook his head and sang and said, and Zixue laughed when he heard it: "Interesting, I didn't expect you to Rap!"

"What, claw pounce, does the big white dog gnaw on the horse's pestle count?" Zhang San asked with crazy eyes, pointing at the snow wolf and the pestle.

"Why? It's not claw pounce, it's RAP, a form of music, it's rap!" Zi Xue disdained his loneliness, stared at the snow wolf with big eyes and emphasized with a dissatisfied expression:

"Also, it's not a dog, it's a snow wolf, okay? Zixue's snow, Zixue's wolf, can you write?"

"Uh, it's supposed to be the old skunk's stinking, the weasel's wolf. Hehe......" Zhang San was crazy and interrupted.

Zixue was in a hurry: "It has a name, the literary name is Dabai, and the martial name is dawn!"

"Hehe, the name of the martial arts is broken, what, it's really called dawn......" This time Zhang San was crazy to hear it clearly, he didn't expect that the name of the pestle before would be crooked, and he couldn't help but cast a few admiring glances, and said with a thumbs up:

"A blind cat meets a dead dog, and a rotten egg meets a rotten egg......! It's just a coincidence that it's a bit evil, well, maybe it's providence!"

They were talking lively, when a voice suddenly sounded outside the door: "Oh, the goose drops an aunt, fortunately the goose has a good memory and found it, how did you leave the goose and leave no one to come first!"

When everyone heard the sound and looked up, they saw a young man in his twenties in military uniform standing outside the door, who was smiling at Bai Lu with two bags of gifts, it turned out to be Xiao Huang.

When Bai Lu saw Xiao Huang, her originally calm face couldn't help but be a little more depressed, and she looked at everyone embarrassedly and asked, "Little Yellow Goose, didn't you say that you were waiting for me in the car, why did you come with me again?"

"Hey, hey. Xiao Huang raised the gift in his hand and explained: "Didn't the goose see you in a hurry, and forgot to bring the things your father asked me to carry, hehe! Let's go this time, maybe we won't come back again, and the goose also told Grandma Liang about ...... by the way."

Why? I want to go! The pestle listened to Xiao Huang's words, and his heart suddenly chuckled. Why, Bai Lu is leaving......

Grandma Liang was also stunned when she heard this, and couldn't help but ask Bai Lu: "What, where are you going, girl......?"

Grandma Liang coughed again in a hurry.

Seeing this, the pestle hurriedly went to beat her back, and it happened that Bai Lu also raised her hand to beat it, and the two of them were embarrassed when they met.

The pestle blushed and dodged Bai Lu's eyes, and asked in a low voice for a long time: "Really...... Do you really want to go?"

"Hmm......" Bai Lu was also a little unnatural, a few clouds flew over her face, and she nodded helplessly while beating Grandma Liang's back. Then he explained softly to Grandma Liang:

"Grandma, this year my father's old comrades-in-arms are going to Beijing for the New Year to have a sorority party, and they ask their families to participate. Some of these people have participated in the War of Liberation and are old revolutionaries, some have suppressed bandits and fought back against the Indian army, and some have resisted earthquakes and rescued disasters, and most of them have won military merit medals! However, they do not read the merits and do not ask for anything in return, and many of them are incognito in their hometowns to farm and suffer poverty, and even have no money to see a doctor when their old injuries recur, and they live the same hard life as you! Now I haven't forgotten them, I want to know about their situation, my dad was the youngest among these people, so the head of Beijing entrusted him to organize contact, and it was not easy to get some of it together. You say, my mother is long gone, can I, the only daughter, bear not to accompany him?"

"Well......" Grandma Liang nodded deeply after hearing this, and sighed: "Your dad did a good job, you should go!"

"But......" Bai Lu was sad again, and she stopped talking, and plucked up her courage several times before she said helplessly and tangledly: "However, it is said that this time each veteran's family has allocated a place for their children to be trained in the army, and my father has agreed......"

Bai Lu lowered her head as she spoke, and was silent.

"......" Grandma Liang and the pestle were also silent when they heard this.

"Hey, this should be a good thing, why are you not happy?" At this time, Zixue grabbed half a handful of firewood and asked with a puzzled face.

Zhang Sanmad looked down and saw that there was no smoke in the stove, and couldn't help complaining: "Tut-tut, a good fart, the fire is extinguished......!