"Alright, Grandma. It's been adjusted for you this time, and it won't fall off in the future. Can you take it with you and see if it's comfortable?"

"Woo, uh-huh, it's a good fit, yes!"

"That's good, if there's any problem after you go back, you can come back again. ”

"Roar, roar, Ah Jiu, a pair of dentures has troubled you so many times, and you have to give money for everything this time. ”

Seeing the old man trembling and taking out a handkerchief bag from his arms, Yan Jiu hurriedly waved his hand, "They are all villagers, so they should be busy." Hurry back or you won't be able to buy fresh food for a while. ”

"No, I can't always keep you busy. ”

Inside the tooth office, just as Yan Jiu returned the hand holding the money, there was a loud noise from the door curtain that was missing a lot and couldn't stop the flies from flying in.

As soon as he turned around, he saw the old man in a crisp suit with a bottle of the most common and cheapest liquor on the market in his hand, and the smile on Yan Jiu's face disappeared.

After a long time, he took out one from the rickety old man's hand at random, and helped the old man to the door: "Okay, okay, grandma, I have already accepted the money, you go back first." ”

Looking at Yan Jiu's casual placement in the iron plate containing the tools, the smallest face value, and the gross ticket that couldn't even buy a bottle of soda, the deep nasolabial folds next to the bridge of the tall nose of the person who came were pulled for a while, revealing a somewhat stiff smile.

Taking advantage of Yan Jiu's sending away the old woman who was chattering silently, the man walked to the clinic by himself, looked at the three spirit tablets enshrined on the wall, took the incense and lit it, and without bowing, he directly inserted it into the incense burner.

Back in the house, looking at the back of the visitor, Yan Jiu lit a cigarette and did not speak.

It was the man who turned around after a moment of silence in front of the three tablets, his shiny leather shoes made a crisp sound on the old floor, walked to Yan Jiu, who was reclining next to the examination chair, sat down, and raised the liquor in his hand.

……

In the walled city of Dujia Village.

Li Xian finally found a place according to his memory.

Since being disrupted by a group of thugs that day, Yan Shilin has disappeared after throwing everything at the Bangzhi Hotel, and he can't be contacted.

After thinking about it, Li Xian only had to go to this old nest where the little liar brought him once to look for someone.

parked the car and entered the walled city, but Li Xian didn't see any trace of Yan Shilin. In the empty walled city, only next to the garbage heap as high as a hill, there was a man busy with something.

Li Xian looked at it, it was the garbage strong who had a relationship with one side before.

In mid-April, the port city was surprisingly hot, with a mountain of garbage piled up, and the smell in the walled city was not much better.

Wrinkling his nose, Li Xian walked over.

Before I got closer, I heard a woman's shrill voice not far away: "Garbage strong! Get rid of these things of yours, they're all rancid! The smell of your here has drifted into the alley, and the guests smell the bad smell, let's do business!"

In the dirty garbage heap, an equally dirty head came out, "No, no, no, no, no, the paper shell is... One by one, one by one, one by one, no time!"

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Hearing this, Li Xian couldn't help laughing.

More than a week ago, he and Yan Shilin went to Dujia Village for the first time, and this product also said the same. Dare to ...... At that time, the pile of garbage had not been taken out for more than a week - no wonder, when I came by myself, everything was already rancid.

Now, I'm afraid it's all fermented!

Smelling the smell of those spicy eyes, Li Xian couldn't help but feel sad for the neighbors around him.

Who can withstand this?

Looking at the woman with a curling rod in her hair and chattering with slippers, and a serious stutter and stubborn to death, resolutely waiting for the garbage to appreciate the garbage theory, the garbage strong ushered in a group of sellers.

"Brother Qiang, collect something!"

A little boy who looked to be only eleven or twelve years old, carrying a bundle of colorful paper shells with a plastic rope, shouted at the gate of the walled city.

"Send Send Send ......"

Ignore the woman, and the garbage beckons. Immediately, the boy carried the paper shell and trudged down the path full of debris.

Boom.

A stack of cardboard shells fell in front of him.

It seems that the child is a frequent visitor here, and he directly helped the garbage to turn over the hook, hooked up the paper shell on the ground, and pointed to the position of the ruler where the scale was located, "Oh, Brother Qiang, you have a good look, it is thirty-six pounds." ”

Touching the texture of the paper shell, the garbage pursed his lips forcibly, "You you you paper shell is trendy!"

"What's the solution? There's a canopy behind my house. The boy pinched the white sweatshirt full of holes and fanned himself, bared two rows of white teeth, and flattered: "Then count you thirty pounds?"

The garbage Qiang nodded with satisfaction, and pointed to the mountain of paper shells behind him, "Put it, put it......"

"I see, put it aside!"

Obviously, garbage strong is not what it means. However, it was too laborious to speak, so I simply didn't say anything, took out a few gross tickets from the bag on my waist, and handed them over directly: "You you, you order...... you"

"No need to order it!" the little boy pulled the ticket, "Four dollars and five, just right!"

Seeing this scene, the woman with the curling iron on her head stomped her feet in anger, and after throwing down the sentence "Kill you a street duck", she twisted her big ass and walked away.

After the kid took the money and said "Thank you Brother Qiang for taking care of you", he also ran away without a trace, Li Xian frowned and stepped forward.

"Hey, aren't you the price of a dime a pound? How can you give him four dollars and five?"

The garbage Qiang, who was laboriously throwing the stack of paper shells onto the garbage mountain, didn't look back, gasped and replied: "I, I, I... It's a sit-sit sit-sit point. Late ...... price Sooner or later, it will go up, and they will have to ...... I want to eat. ”

When the garbage mountain grew up by dozens of centimeters, the garbage that had pulled out his kung fu turned around, and when he saw Li Xian's face, he was stunned, and then he flattened his mouth and frowned.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, you!?"

Seeing that the other party's hair was shaking, Li Xian scratched the back of his head, grinned, and beckoned: "Hello duck! ”

"Good, good, good...... You big-headed ghost!"

Xiu~！

A stinky, dirty, physical attack with magic penetration flip-flops flew towards Li Xian's front door.

Among the teeth.

The old-fashioned hollow-shaped walled city is poorly lit, and even though the weather is nice and the sun is good, the house is still filled with a lingering gloom.

The old man in the straight suit saluted the wine glass in his hand and poured a semicircle on the ground.

Seeing the other party's action, Yan Jiu's eyebrows, who were leaning on the chair silently, jumped slightly.

"I'm really old. ”

It's not so much a chat as it is talking to oneself.

Yan Jiu silently took a sip of wine and did not answer.

As if anticipating the other party's attitude, the man also smiled, picked up the liquor on the side, and poured himself another glass.

"Shu Hua, in this life... I, Huo Yingdong, owe no one, and no one wants to owe. You're the only one... Ting has been gone for twenty-one years, you ...... It's time to put it down. ”

Smelling the choking spicy smell of the wine in the glass, full of sighs, he said.

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