In the afternoon, Mai Junyu came out of a beef noodle restaurant, holding a toothpick in his mouth, and from time to time he lowered his head to pick the shredded meat between his teeth.

But when the cigarette case was opened, there was no smoke inside.

"Grass!"

Unhappy and scolding, he looked at the storefront on the street, saw a small shop, immediately walked over in three steps and two steps, and said to the man at the counter while taking out the money: "Boss, bring me a pack of cigarettes, China!"

"Hard box, soft box?"

"Hard box!"

"Okay, give!50!"

"Well, good!"

Mai Junyu took out a wad of banknotes, took out a 50 one, and was about to pay for it, when the hand that handed it out suddenly paused, and his eyes changed slightly, "Boss, let's change a pack of Puwan! ”

As he spoke, he put the 50 in his hand on the counter, and the middle-aged man at the counter looked at the pile of bills in his other hand, and persuaded with a smile: "Don't, young man, you don't have no money, you still have so much in your hand, besides, I took out all the Chinese for you, or China, right?"

Mai Junyu glanced at the Chinese on the counter, squeezed out a smile and shook his head, "Forget it, I suddenly want to smoke something with a heavier taste, the Chinese taste is too light, I'm tired of smoking it recently, let's get me Puwan!"

"Tired of China?"

The middle-aged man at the counter looked at Mai Junyu with a strange expression, he knew that young people loved to pretend, but it was the first time he had seen someone who dared to pretend like this.

But the pile of bills in Mai Junyu's hand made him suspicious.

Is it really that China is tired of it?

The middle-aged man tugged at the corners of his mouth, reached out and threw out Bao Puwan, and took the 50 yuan that Mai Junyu had just given him and made change.

"Okay, then let's be in Wan!"

The middle-aged man didn't say anything more.

Unpacking the cigarette case, lighting one, and taking the change, Mak Junyu continued to walk along the street, passing through several streets in a row, and he came to an urban village area.

Compared with the surrounding bright streets, fashionable high-rise buildings, the houses and streets of this urban village are much inferior, the streets are cramped, the electric poles are one in the east and one in the west, and various lines such as electric wires, network cables, telephone lines, etc., are pulled everywhere like spider webs, and plastic bags are flying everywhere on the street, and sewage is flowing sideways.

Mai Junyu didn't blink in front of him, and walked through the small streets and alleys with ease.

He hesitated when he passed a small supermarket, then turned into the small supermarket and bought a bunch of things.

Melon seeds, candied fruit, malt cream, honey, brain platinum, packaged noodles and a carton of milk.

When he took out the money to pay the bill, he asked the proprietress who collected the money, "Do you have persimmon cakes here?"

The proprietress looked at him kindly and replied with a smile: "Yes, can you buy something for the old man to eat?" I'll get it for you, how many bags do you want?"

With that, the proprietress turned around and took a small bag on the shelf next to her.

Mai Junyu took it into his hand, thought for a while, and said, "Get me another bag! My grandmother loves this one the most." ”

The proprietress smiled, "Okay, what, I'll give you another bag!"

I took him another bag, and when he checked out the change, the proprietress praised him with a smile: "The young man is very filial, your grandmother has a grandson like you, it's really a blessing!"

Mai Junyu smiled reluctantly, took the change, and walked out of the small supermarket with a bunch of things he had just bought, and continued to walk forward.

Seven or eight minutes later, Mai Junyu came to the gate of a small courtyard.

In the small courtyard, there are three red brick houses, the courtyard wall built of broken bricks is only half a person high, the courtyard door is made of broken wooden nails, a small courtyard is not big, the northeast corner is near the corner next to the master bedroom window, there are a few grapes, and a simple grape vine trellis is built with old bamboo poles above.

Next to the vine trellis is a small chicken pen made of broken bricks, in which an old hen and a flock of chicks are playing in the sun.

The chicks always stumbled to the legs of the old hen, whose wings were half-spread, and cooed as she walked forward, kicking away from the chicks that had crept under her belly.

The little chick who was kicked away chirped, rolled over and got up in embarrassment, and rushed to the old hen's leg with a chirp.

An old lady with silver hair came over with a small pot of chopped vegetable leaves, and sprinkled it into the chicken pen with a smile, and the movements were not fast, but the little chicks in the chicken pen were in a ball, and the old hen cooed from time to time, and kicked away a few chicks who were fighting the most, but it itself did not eat much of the vegetable leaves on the ground.

The old lady was thin, only about one meter and four, with a skeletal shape, wearing an old-fashioned black cloth shirt and trousers, a blue apron tied around her waist, and two sleeves on her arms.

Although the clothes are simple, the whole body is clean.

Mai Junyu stood outside the courtyard gate and watched, his eyes slowly turned red, and big tears suddenly burst out of his eyes, blurring his eyes in an instant.

"Grandma!"

He shouted softly with tears streaming down his face, and next to the chicken pen, the old lady who grabbed a handful of chopped vegetable leaves and was about to spill them into the chicken pen stiffened, tilting her ears slightly, as if she was not sure if she had heard it wrong.

"Grandma!!"

Mai Junyu shouted again in a loud voice, and at the same time strode towards the courtyard gate.

This time, the old lady next to the chicken pen finally turned around and stretched out her head to squint at Mai Junyu, her eyes didn't seem to be very good, and her eyes were a little cloudy.

When Mak Junyu strode into the courtyard and walked briskly towards her, the old lady finally recognized who he was.

"Is it my little Junyu? Is grandma's little Junyu back? Junyu! Where have you died for so long? Grandma searched everywhere and asked people everywhere, but she couldn't find you, grandma thought you died outside......

The old lady trembled and put the small pot containing chopped vegetable leaves on the wall of the chicken pen, her lips trembled slightly because of excitement, and she walked towards Mai Junyu tremblingly, and scolded Mai Junyu in a distressed tone.

"Grandma!!"

Mai Junyu hurriedly put down the things in his hand, and quickened his pace to support the old lady, he should be afraid that the old lady would fall down if she walked fast.

At this moment, outside the courtyard wall, a mother and daughter passed by talking and laughing, the mother was a woman in her forties, and the daughter was a girl about the same age as Mai Junyu.

In the courtyard, Mai Junyu was saying to the old lady: "Grandma, look! These are all ...... I bought to honor you."

The old lady raised her hand and slapped the back of his hand, and reproached him in distress: "You are spending money again! How many days can grandma live? Grandma is a person who is going to die, and you are still spending money on grandma, isn't this a waste of money?"

Outside the courtyard, the mother and daughter who happened to pass by were surprised when they saw Mai Junyu in the courtyard.

Looking at Mai Junyu, and then at the pile of gifts at Mai Junyu's feet, the woman was surprised: "Is the wheat back? Yo, and buy so many things for your grandmother......?

Before the words fell, the girl holding her arm chuckled and said, "Mom, you are wrong, who said that today is not a holiday? 4.1 April Fool's Day! ”

In the courtyard, the old lady looked up at Mai Junyu in confusion, "Xiao Junyu, what kind of fish and what festival?

Mai Junyu was stunned, and couldn't answer.

That's when he remembered that it was April Fool's Day.

The first time in his life did he buy so many gifts to honor his grandmother, but it was on April Fool's Day......

。 Reading at zero o'clock