Fortunately, Yuan Wei is not omnipotent, and there are some songs that he has not heard, such as the third and fourth songs, which makes Jiang Cong feel a little better, and finally no longer needs to feel surprised, as if he is particularly ignorant.

Although when it comes to songs, he is indeed very ignorant.

In the third song, Yuan Wei was still interested in shaking his body to the rhythm, but after the fourth song was a song he hadn't heard, he lost his interest in swaying, and the two immediately chose a place where there was no one, but there was a grass where the sun fell, and they didn't care about the image, so they sat down directly.

The grass they sat on was a little sloping, and the direction they chose was facing the dancing crowd.

Anyway, sitting like this is boring, and watching the elderly dance is also considered a pastime.

Occasionally, they would sneak a peek at a young woman with a child, and help others pick up the shuttlecocks and table tennis balls that flew here.

The last point is actually Jiang Cong playing, and Yuan Wei is just watching reservedly.

If he was still in his hometown, Jiang Cong's behavior of mingling with children would definitely be ruthlessly despised by Yuan Wei, and even Peng Qiao would be extremely ridiculed.

But here at this moment, Yuan Wei didn't have this idea at all, on the contrary, he felt very envious.

It's good to live without heart and lungs!

The child's innocent smiling face can move people's hearts the most, looking at this scene, Yuan Wei's gloomy mood really relaxed, he beat and hummed with the rhythm before, it seemed to be very brisk and upright, but he still pretended to be in his heart after all.

At a certain moment, after two children were shouted by their parents and reluctantly left, Yuan Wei suddenly stretched out his hand and said with a faint smile: "Look at your clothes, they are dirty, and the color is gone." ”

Jiang Cong was very experienced at this moment, so he just glanced at his shoulder casually, and then smiled: "Rolling on this ground, it's only strange to be clean." ”

Yuan Wei shook his head, simply moved two steps closer, poked his fingers into his clothes, and corrected: "No, no, this is not grass and wood ash at all, you see, it looks like it is covered with a layer of grease." ”

Jiang Cong sighed in his heart, turned his head to look at his shoulder again, felt a little inconvenient, and raised his right arm to his eyes.

I haven't paid attention to it before, but now I get a reminder, and if I look closely, the surface of the clothes is really dirty, and if it is dirty, I am afraid that I will not be able to see the original color.

"Oh my God, it's really dirty!" Jiang Cong exclaimed exaggeratedly.

In fact, it's not too dirty, it's easy to ignore the past if you don't pay attention to it, one of them stares at it for a long time, and all the filth is hidden in the sun, and the other is that psychology plays a role, plus special attention, it is infinitely magnified.

"yes, how long has it been since you washed these clothes?" Yuan Wei smiled very happily, a little unbearable.

"Well, I haven't washed it since I bought it. Jiang Cong smiled impressively, this dress was bought on the third day here, because he only brought a padded jacket, and the temperature here was lower than he imagined, so Peng Qiao took him to visit the night market here.

"Clothes should be washed frequently, don't wear one until you are old, so you can't soak in the girl. Yuan Wei smiled, just smiled and laughed, he suddenly lowered his voice, raised his arm in front of his eyes, and looked at it in amazement.

"Turns out your clothes are dirty, too. Jiang Cong laughed heartlessly.

"This is really ......" Yuan Wei was stunned for more than ten seconds before shaking his head and smiling bitterly.

Jiang Cong continued to laugh, covering his stomach and pounding the ground when he laughed, Yuan Wei lived a very delicate life, even if he had no money, he paid attention to dressing up, coupled with his handsome appearance and good conversation, so women's popularity has always been overflowing.

From this, you can imagine what kind of life he has been living these days.

The two laughed for a long time, and then slowly stopped, and by the way, they also put the matter down.

After the laughter, there was a gloom, as if suddenly, they fell silent, and their mood sank little by little, like the sun that had set in the west.

Alas, with confusion about the future, Jiang Cong suddenly sighed, put his hands behind his head, slowly lay on the grass, and after looking at the blue sky and white clouds for a while, he slowly fell asleep.

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……

Time passed slowly, Jiang Cong suddenly opened his eyes, sat up straight, looked to the side first, saw that Yuan Wei was still there, patted his chest in shock, and said strangely: "Why did I fall asleep? How long have I been asleep!"

"Yes, why are you asleep!" Yuan Wei shook his head with a wry smile, as if he also felt incredible.

"It's just a little cold. Jiang Cong shivered, it was quite comfortable to bask in the sun like this, but after falling asleep, the cold was disturbing, otherwise he could continue to linger in his sleep.

As he spoke, he stretched, his arms outstretched, and he moved his waist.

"We may have missed an opportunity to make a fortune. Yuan Wei smiled self-deprecatingly, and suddenly said in a quiet tone.

Jiang Cong's movements paused, and he looked at him in amazement, "What?"

"While you were asleep, several people stopped and asked me what's wrong with you, is there something wrong. ”

"You know what? When they asked, they were very cautious, mixed with a lot of emotion, and the most of them were pity. ”

"At first, I just thought it was funny and ashamed, I really wanted to wake you up, and when the third and fourth people came to ask, I felt so sad and wanted to cry, what are we now, are we homeless on the streets? ”

Speaking of this, Yuan Wei sighed and suppressed the sadness, but he still laughed with mixed emotions, "You said that we want to have a broken bowl, put it here, you lie down like this, I sit like this, no need to shout or cry, is someone throwing money next to us!"

Jiang Cong's mood became complicated with Yuan Wei's narration, and after hearing the last sentence, he reached out and patted him on the shoulder, sighed leisurely, and said with a very cooperative smile: "Yes, I missed a lot, Peng Qiao said, the locals here, seven out of ten people they meet are millionaires, look at their leisurely appearance, I'm afraid it's not a local, that shot must be generous, five cents a piece is probably embarrassed to give alms, why can't you lose fifty hundred hundred......"

While speaking, Jiang Cong looked around, only to find that the group of dancing elderly people had actually withdrawn, he looked up again, the sun was slanting in the west, and couldn't help asking, "What time is it?"

This topic changed a little quickly, Yuan Weizheng listened happily, and was stunned, then he took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, "It's more than four o'clock." ”

"It's almost time to cook, no wonder there are a lot fewer people. ”

Jiang Cong just sighed casually, but as if he had released something terrible, the two fell into a long silence.

It's time to cook......

Jiang Cong is the chef today, but can you still go back......