Chapter 103: The Cake Seller

Yan Huan'er didn't listen to Ma Jianjian's words, she looked at the money in her wallet, it was the last day of the month, and there was not much. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

borrowed the money from the demons, because they couldn't use it, they had basically been repaid, and Xiao Wu's two hundred yuan had not been repaid, and it became Ma Jianjian's clothes. Yan Huan'er decided to wait for the counseling funds to come down, so she quickly returned it to Xiao Wu.

Therefore, Yan Huan'er only has less than 100 yuan of living expenses. If you take a taxi, you can't get to the ferry without 30 yuan.

Alas, it's still a bit difficult to do everything on your own. Yan Huan'er sighed as she looked at the scattered living expenses in her wallet.

Fortunately, she will be able to fund more every month in the future, and she is now a tutor for students' extracurricular interests, haha.

Therefore, when Ma Jianshe called again, Yan Huan'er said that she was still dangling on the bus.

Ma Jianshe sighed, asked how many cars Yan Huan'er was sitting in, and didn't speak again. Ma Jianshe hung up the phone and went to the stop sign to wait.

As evening approached, the wind was strong. In the twilight, the rush hour for getting off work has come again.

With his eyes full of passing pedestrians hurrying, his ears full of horns, and the gathering of car bells, Ma Jianshe looked at himself, as if he was the only one who was leisurely on this crowded street.

He walked slowly to the station platform.

Cars here come in and out one after another, looking at the license plates, looking for the passengers who are looking for the car to shuttle between the platforms. Whether it is a local, or a local, the people waiting for the bus are the same, in a hurry.

Ma Jianshe found the platform of Yan Huan'er's car number, and then leaned against the bus stop sign to start. I wanted to think about something, but I found that my mind was in a mess

After Ma Jianshe asked Yan Huan'er that question, Yan Huan'er didn't answer, so Ma Jianshe had to let himself take it back. If you continue to ask, maybe both sides will be embarrassed.

Ma Jianshe knows very well the truth that he will accept it when it is good, and he will accept it when he sees it bad.

The pedestrians walking in front of them had blank faces, and the passengers waiting for the oncoming train on the stop sign looked tired. Ma Jianshe looked at the scenery in front of him and seriously thought about a problem called life for the first time.

He knew why Yan Huan'er took the bus, because Yan Huan'er's living expenses were not enough. When he said this, he forgot about Yan Huan'er's embarrassing life. Even if he remembered it later, he was thinking that when Yan Huan'er came, he would give her the fee for the taxi.

But Yan Huan'er clearly told him that he came by bus, and the taxi was too expensive, and he didn't want to waste it.

Ma Jianshe didn't think about the problem of not wasting this wave, but just thought about the waste of time on the bus. But I forgot that for Yan Huan'er, who only has 20 yuan a day for living expenses, the taxi fare for a trip overspends her.

He wanted to take care of Yan Huan'er in the same way that other male classmates on campus took care of his girlfriend, but he knew that he couldn't. It's not that he doesn't have the ability, but Yan Huan'er won't want it.

Although Yan Huan'er does not have any stubborn girl's rhetoric, under her silent and quiet appearance, she has a very persistent heart.

Ma Jianshe thought that if he wanted to get together with Yan Huan'er, maybe it was not that she was moving closer to him, but that he should be closer to her. Unless one day, I don't like her anymore, otherwise, maybe it will always be like this.

In silence, Ma Jianshe told himself that you have to adapt to Yan Huan'er's rhythm of life, otherwise, Yan Huan'er will politely stay away from him.

Today is the last day of the year and the last day of the month, but for Ma Jianjian, it seems like a new beginning.

In the crowded streets, he suddenly figured out something.

Asking Yan Huan'er about that sentence, he was not ready to ask for an answer, at least in the current situation, it was no longer suitable to take it out for discussion.

It can be seen from Yan Huan'er's promise to come to the island that Yan Huan'er doesn't hate him, but, alas, maybe Yan Huan'er is not ready. Ma Jianshe felt that he was thinking too much for a while. In fact, it's good to get along like this.

Now that Yan Huan'er is not the closest to him except for her roommates? This is the harvest of horse construction!

Anyway, Ma Jianshe felt that he had already made a bottom in Yan Huan'er's heart, even if there were really latecomers, Yan Huan'er would rank herself first.

This is a conclusion that Ma Jianshe has come to after observing Yan Huan'er for so long. Yan Huan'er always likes to put the most familiar first, just like she extracts the password root.

She must have memorized other passwords on the basis of her own password foundation.

Therefore, Ma Jianshe laughed when he thought of this.

No one knows Yan Huan'er better than herself, and neither can Yan Huan'er. Many times, she is easily knocked out.

Of course, in the end, she will always come to her senses in time.

Ma Jianshe leaned on the stop sign, watching one car after another coming, the car left, and Yan Huan'er's figure still did not appear.

He couldn't resist calling again.

The wind blew him a little cold. As soon as he ran out of the house, he forgot to put on his coat, and now he only has a sweater on his body, and after standing quietly for a while, his body has cooled down.

Ma Jianjian moved his body. I saw a seller selling Fuling cake next to the stop sign, and I was suddenly hungry by the faint aroma wafting over. Turning my head again, good guy, how come in the blink of an eye, the sellers of cut cakes and egg cakes are all around the stop sign.

Recently, Ma Jianshe didn't dare to eat indiscriminately, and this time the food poisoning made his stomach hurt a little, so the things he got at home were all light.

You can buy a piece of this Fuling cake for Yan Huan'er to eat, yourself, forget it, don't eat it at the roadside stall.

Let Yan Huan'er eat roadside stalls? You capitalist kid paper!

Ma Jianshe thought of this, so he went to the stall and asked the cake seller to weigh it.

The soft Poria cake was held in the hand, and the palm was warm. Ma Jianshe couldn't help it, and broke a small piece from the bag and put it in his mouth.

Well, that's fragrant. Don't look at the black look of this cake seller, this cake is really good.

In the seashore, there are many people who sell this traditional snack, take a wooden barrel, put it behind the bicycle, put the insulation facilities in the barrel, and put a neat row of this pastry on the partition, cover it with white gauze, and the guests who need it, they will open it, make a small piece with a small slice, weigh it in two pounds, and sell it to the guests.

Ma Jianshe originally wanted to eat a small piece to satisfy his hunger, this kind of pastry was originally eaten by women, but who made him hungry now.

Unexpectedly, after eating a small piece, he broke a small piece, and a small piece of rice cake was eaten by him.

Looking at the empty bag, Ma Jianshe smiled and patted his head. Thinking about going to buy another piece, I looked back and saw that the cake seller was pushing the cart away. Fortunately, he didn't go far, so Ma Jianshe ran over and called out to the master who sold cakes.

Here, Yan Huan'er's car arrived at the station.

After getting out of the car, Yan Huan'er happened to see Ma Jianshe chasing people and shouting: "Cake seller, wait, wait." ”

Yan Huan'er looked at him and couldn't help but laugh. How he amuses people all the time.

Yan Huan'er stopped. There I watched Ma Jianjian from a distance, watched him point fingers with a big man, and finally took a small bag, craned his neck and walked back.

When he suddenly saw Yan Huan'er, Ma Jianshe was stunned for a moment, and then ran over with a smile.

This series of scenes is all in Yan Huan'er's eyes.

She felt that she rarely took a good look at Ma Jianjian. If it weren't for his problem today, Yan Huan'er wouldn't have been in such a mood, allowing herself to stand aside and look at him quietly.

She didn't think about anything, she just looked at him like that.

Ma Jianjian arrived in front of him, and stretched out the small bag and handed it to Yan Huan'er: "Eat, it's delicious, it's not too sweet, it's light, I heard the old man say that it's better for girls to eat." But I couldn't help but eat a small piece just now. ”

Yan Huan'er was not polite, took it, said thank you, smiled, so natural.

The two walked side by side towards the ferry.

A hazy, faint aura surrounded the two of them. Both of them felt as if something had changed, and when they thought about it, it seemed as if nothing had changed.

With the arrival of the ferry, the two were quickly overwhelmed by the crowd.