The sound of "da-da" footsteps resounded in this small shop.

The bespectacled, tall, skinny, military coat guy walked in. He was a little hunchbacked, he was bowed, his tone was very tired, and he said, "Boss Zhou, I'm here." ”

The little man was about to tell Qiao Mu and them the story of the drunken woman, but was interrupted by the man with glasses, he stood up and said, "I'm busy first, I'll tell you when I have a chance." ”

The little man looked at the man with glasses and asked him, "Is it still Dong'anzi chicken?"

The man with glasses hesitated, but he finally nodded.

The little man then turned and left, leaving the crowd behind.

The amount of wonton noodles is not much, so Xu Zhen eats it quickly.

After eating, he took two tissues to wipe his mouth, and then he looked at the bowl of wonton noodles in front of Qiao Mu that had not been touched much, he looked at the time on his watch, and he asked, "It's a little bit, aren't you going to go back?"

Qiao Mu looked at Xu Zhen, smiled and said, "Teacher Xu, if you feel tired, you can go back first." I also want to hear his story. ”

Xu Zhen shook his head and said with a smile: "Tomorrow morning, it's your scene, I'm not in a hurry to rest." Anyway, I'll stay and listen to it, maybe I can hear interesting things, and I can have some inspiration that I can use when I make movies in the future. ”

Qiao Mu smiled, then took a wonton with a soup spoon and put it in his mouth, chewing slowly.

Dong'anzi chicken is made by stir-frying and roasting young chicken and red pepper.

The dish is red, white, green and yellow, the chicken is fat and tender, and the taste is sour, spicy and fragrant. Dong'an chicken has a history of more than 1,000 years from the Tang Dynasty.

Qiao Mu doesn't know how to eat spicy, but he has some understanding of this dish, and it is a very famous Hunan cuisine.

And the plate of Dong'anzi chicken, which looked very delicious, became an ornament.

The man with glasses looked at the Dong'an Ziji on the table in a daze, he didn't taste it. He stood up and said, "I transferred money to you on WeChat, I'll go first." ”

The little man asked suspiciously, "Has my craft deteriorated?"

The man in glasses said, "No, I don't have an appetite anymore." ”

After saying that, the man with glasses left.

The little man walked over, took the plate of Dong'anzi chicken, and put it on Qiao Mu's table, he said, "That guy, I haven't tasted a bite, do you want to taste it." ”

Qiao Mu refused, he said, "I can't eat spicy." You've got too many chili peppers, they're going to kill me. ”

Xu Zhen smiled and said, "Then I'll taste it, I can still eat some." ”

The little man laughed, and he said, "Forget it, this is devil's spicy, if it is not very spicy, then it is better not to taste it at all." It seems that none of the three of us are that blessed. ”

"Hmm!" Qiao Mu said. He took a sip of herbal tea, and then asked, "What is the matter with Dong'anzi chicken?" I heard Mr. Xu say that you only cook Cantonese food. ”

The little man said, "That guy is a programmer in the neighborhood and works late every day. So, he often eats late-night snacks at my place. One day, he suddenly asked me if I would cook particularly spicy Hunan food. ”

"And then?" Qiao Mu asked.

I asked him what was going on. He said that he had a girlfriend from Shonan, who was particularly spicy. Every day when he eats, his girlfriend accommodates his tastes. He also wants to accommodate his girlfriend, but he is also a northerner and is not very good at spicy food. Therefore, he wanted to slowly exercise his spicy level. He's half a friend of mine, so I learned a little bit from him. ”

"Every night, he would come over and ask for a plate of Dong'anzi chicken, and I slowly added it to him from slightly spicy, to medium spicy, heavy spicy, and devilish spicy. He said he was going to bring his girlfriend to try my handiwork. ”

However, some time ago, he suddenly became very sad, and he said that he didn't want to eat spicy food. At that time, I guessed that he had broken up, and I continued to make a plate of Dong'an Zi Chicken with him. Sometimes, since it has lasted for a long time, it should be continued, so why change it?"

Later, he went to recover his girlfriend. The next night, he brought his girlfriend with him. But, after two days, he didn't come. ”

Qiao Mu raised his eyebrows, looking at the back of the door that had disappeared into the night, and said, "He probably broke up again, don't you continue to persuade him?"

The little man shook his head and said, "No, he doesn't want to taste it anymore." ”

Xu Zhen said: "That's right, there are so many choices for supper, not to mention a girlfriend? He is a northerner, he is not used to eating chili peppers, and there is no need to force it, maybe a bowl of Yangchun noodles with clear soup and little water is the most suitable for him." ”

Qiao Mu sighed and said, "It's a pity, he has persisted for so long, and he has risen to the level of devil spicy." If I taste it, I guess I will become a ghost. ”

The little man smiled and said, "I'm about the same." ”

Xu Zhen looked at the time, and he asked, "What kind of story does the drunken girl in front have?"

The little man looked up at the lantern, and he said, "That woman is a junior." ”

Qiao Mu took a breath and said suspiciously, "Little San?"

"The woman was married to someone who had been married. At that time, the married man was chasing her, and then casually coaxed, and was tricked into bed, and the woman was also stupid. The little man said.

Xu Zhen nodded, and he said, "It's really stupid, but that man is not a good bird." ”

The little man looked at Xu Zhen, and he said, "Every time you came before, you smelled of alcohol, and it must have come out of the nightclub." You're not a good bird, are you?"

Xu Zhen said very seriously: "That's different, I'm just just playing, just simple physical contact, no emotional communication." I am still pure in spirit. ”

Qiao Mu looked at Xu Zhen in surprise, this kind of thing, he actually said it so frankly.

It's just, it's a blast.

The little man smiled, he took out a smartphone from his pocket, and he said, "It's up to you." By the way, I have a picture of her and the man here, she sent it to me, do you want to take a look? It's a pity, it's a pretty girl. ”

Qiao Mu became interested, he nodded and said, "Okay." ”

The little man looked nearby, and he whispered, "Don't go around saying that I also showed you this photo because of your fate." ”

"Hmm. ”

"Hmm. ”

Qiao Mu and Xu Zhen poked their heads and looked over.

"I lost. ”

"Damn. ”

Qiao Mu and Xu Zhen all said that they wanted to scold the street.

Qiao Mu looked at Xu Zhen, and he said, "Isn't this Yao Di and the coat of arms?"

Xu Zhen nodded with a dull expression, and he said, "Yes." The heraldic kid looks quite honest, how many years has he been married? Why is he cheating in a good way? Just play around, why are you still playing with people's feelings?"

Qiao Mu suddenly remembered the sentence "Do it and cherish it", and then the heraldic didn't know what long Weibo he posted, anyway, the prodigal son turned around, and his wife forgave him. The two of them hugged each other again, and Commander Ma also won the praise of many melon-eating people, and he angrily brushed up a wave of favorability.

In this matter, the heraldic is so cool that it bursts, arches others, and then pats his ass and leaves, saying that the prodigal son turned back. In the derailment incident, the heaviest pot was all on Yao Di.

Many years ago, I didn't know who took the initiative to take the position. In short, Miss Zhang Jingchu also carried a big black cauldron, and it is said that she was jointly banned by the wives of the directors in the Beijing circle.

And listening to the tone of the little man, it was the heraldic who took the initiative to tease Yao Di.

And that Yao Di was boycotted and banned by netizens, and he has been in a slump since then.

A great future is ruined.

Xu Zhen said: "Don't show this photo of you to anyone in the future, it's best to delete it." It's a big problem, if you delete it, I'll give you a little money. ”

The little man said, "No need to delete it, it's a big deal, I just don't show it to people in the future." This picture was sent to me by the woman, and she didn't speak, so it's okay to keep it, right?"

Xu Zhen nodded, and he said, "In short, don't show it to others, the impact is very bad." Also, don't you pay attention to the entertainment industry?"

The little man said, "I don't see it much, I don't have time." I have to play games, I have to open a shop and cook, so I don't have much time. ”

Finally, a little more chatter.

Xu Zhen and Qiao Mu were ready to leave.

However, before leaving, Qiao Mu squinted his eyes and looked at the little man.

It's all too familiar, but it's a bit plausible.

He looked at the little man and felt that there was a lot of something wrong, a lot of things that were not right.

For example: A small man should not be able to cook Hunan cuisine, should not be in Dali, and should not play live broadcasts or open restaurants.

He asked tentatively, "Zhou Muyun, when will you be in Changsha?"

The little man was stunned for a moment, and he said, "How do you know that my name is Zhou Muyun? However, I am not from Changsha, I am from Hengyang." ”

Qiao Mu was a little confused, so he continued to ask tentatively, "Short man, are you okay?"

Zhou Muyun raised his head, his eyes were a little moist, he looked at the roof and said, "Short man, let's go." ”

"Gone?"

"Gone. ”

Qiao Mu suddenly felt very uncomfortable, he held back his sad emotions and said, "Can you tell me about you and the short man?"

Zhou Muyun said: "Tell me first, how do you know about the short man and me." ”

Qiao Mu said: "The short relative's relative, my former colleague in Huadu, asked me to help find it. I always thought that the short man was staying in Changsha, so I didn't find it. I knew his nickname, and I didn't know what his name was. ”

Zhou Muyun raised his head, trying not to let the tears fall, and he said in a trembling voice: "I don't know, I called his father, uncle, and uncle, but he was always angry. I asked him his name, and he wouldn't say. When I asked him what I should call him, he shook his head and didn't speak. Later, when I heard the customers in the store call him short, I followed suit......"

Qiao Mu said, "Can you tell me the story between you and the short man?"

Zhou Muyun looked at him, smiled reluctantly, and said, "I don't have a story with him." When I was a child, I was also ......"

Once, Zhou Muyun also stayed in such a small shop with a broken signboard, but at that time, he was still in Hengyang.

At that time, he would always come home from school, walking on a pair of short legs, following the short, thin man, busy in the back kitchen of the store.

It was a full decade from the first day of the busy day, and it never stopped.

Until the beginning of this year, he was the only one in that small shop.

That day, he sat in front of the window and watched the sun rise and then watch it set.

Suddenly, he wanted to go out for a walk.

He didn't know where he was going, he didn't know how long he was going, he just wanted to just go for a walk.

He wanted to stay away from the store.

The short man said that it was because the way he cried when he was a child was so ugly that no one wanted it.

He went to Huadu, which was the hometown of the short man, and he wanted to see it.

But after arriving in Huadu, he felt that everything was irrelevant.

Who cares where he goes?

He went to Huadu, who can he talk to?

On the day he arrived in Huadu, he drank a sip of life's wine, and after he woke up, he went to the place he wanted to go most when he was a child. He came to Dali.

……

Qiao Mu and Xu Zhen slowly left the small shop and left the alley.

Qiao Mu looked back at Zhou Muyun, who was seeing him off under the light.

He said, "Goodbye." ”

Zhou Muyun waved his hand: "Goodbye." ”

Qiao Mu turned around and left, without looking back.

He said goodbye to Zhou Muyun.

Qiao Mu knew a lot of things about Zhou Muyun, including what Zhou Muyun didn't know.

He knew that the short man should have left after four years, he knew that Zhou Muyun's hangover was four years later, and he would not wake up, and he knew that after Zhou Muyun woke up, he was no longer Zhou Muyun.

His name is Qiao Mu.