"Huh, Sister Amei?"

Standing in front of the Amesto's store, where the roller shutter had been pulled down completely, the stick's mouth muttered such a puzzled mutter.

After washing up in the park's toilets, they randomly found a small shop for a quick snack.

It's just that in the stick, they seem to have a little bad appetite for this product at noon today, but after eating a bowl of rice a little.

He left the table and walked to the shopkeeper, who was sitting there smoking a cigarette in the doorway.

After taking out the money to pay, Song Yong chatted with the owner of the fast food restaurant until the two of them finished eating.

In the time that followed, Song Yong's mind was a little absent-minded, and he still remembered that he had bought two boxes of anti-inflammatory drugs and a new roll of medical gauze in a small pharmacy under the prompting of the stick.

Mainly according to the kind of stick, like the bandaging technique of wrapping the third brother's head, it is quite a waste of gauze.

Then, when the three of them walked to the door of the Amestole store, they found such a scene......

However, compared to the lack of a tendon stick in his head, Brother Jiang obviously noticed a detail: Song Yong was quietly relieved after seeing the scene of the door being closed.

For this, he slapped the back of the head with a stick.

Wouldn't it be better to sand sculpture, otherwise how embarrassing would it be if everyone was staying together?"

After the stick was fanned, it was rare that he didn't fight back.

He also thought of not long ago, Sister Amei's man, Second Brother Ma, but because of their thing, he was taken away by the people in the bureau.

Judging from the situation at that time, Second Brother Ma would be in great trouble this time.

In this way, even if it is all the consequences, it can be said that the second brother Ma is to blame, but there is one thing that cannot be avoided:

Second Brother Ma is Sister Amei's husband, and they are a legal couple who have lived together for more than ten years.

In such a situation, it is estimated that there is no way for them to restore the harmonious relationship with Sister Amei to the kind of rapport that they had before, and they can talk and laugh.

Thinking of this, the stick touched the back of his head and said with a little headache:

"Even if we don't meet today, what will we do in the future, and how did we get along so easily, but how did we get into this situation?"

"No, it won't!"

Song Yong held back such a sentence from his mouth, which attracted the attention of Brother Jiang and the others.

As he spoke, Song Yong found a half-used key from the compartment in his waist satchel, which was the day after they had been drinking all night in front of the shop, and Sister Amei gave Song Yong a spare key for the shop.

Originally, it was planned to let Song Yong help her close the door after encountering this situation again.

Song Yong took it and said: "We will move out immediately, it is the small restaurant where we ate just now, the son of the owner's hometown in Sichuan Province was admitted to the university in Beijing, and I just happened to go home to send my son to school." ”

"I have already negotiated with him just now, first rent his small shop for a month, Brother Jiang, didn't you say that you drove a tractor in your hometown for a while, now go to the ramen restaurant to borrow their electric tricycle, and we will start moving there now." ”

After hearing this, the three of them began to act.

Although Brother Jiang really didn't understand what the inevitable relationship could be between being able to drive a tractor and riding an electric tricycle.

I still walked to the ramen restaurant and asked the owner to start borrowing a car.

Song Yong, on the other hand, used a spare key with a stick to open the shutter of the store and bring out the last batch of ingredients in the refrigerator.

By this time, Brother Jiang was already driving an electric tricycle and stopped at the door of the store......

In the fast food restaurant that said yes, there are already complete sets of tables, chairs and benches, even if they are just ordinary wrought iron tables and chairs, they are definitely much better than Song Yong's simple goods.

Therefore, Song Yong and the others loaded the oven and ingredients, as well as a few small things onto the tricycle.

The second-hand tables and chairs that were bought from the second-hand market are all thrown away here, so that everything can be packed at once.

After pulling down the door of the store and slamming the door, and then locking the door.

Song Yong easily stuffed the spare key in his hand through the gap at the bottom of the door.

Then, naturally, the two of them got on the tricycle driven by Brother Jiang and drove straight towards the fast food restaurant outside several alleys.

Just as the electric tricycle was about to drive out of this alley, Song Yong couldn't help but glance back.

It seemed that he could feel that on the second floor of the store, behind the curtains of Sister Amei's window, there was a pair of eyes looking at him with complicated eyes.

After a while, Song Yong twisted his head back.

For a while, the young man's mood was inexplicably a little complicated, and even he couldn't tell why it was a win-win thing, but it ended up with such a helpless ending.

Hastily signed an agreement with the owner of the fast food restaurant and paid a fee.

Song Yong and the other three began to hurry up and get busy in this small shop that belonged to them in the past month.

It's almost half past three in the afternoon, and if you don't hurry up and prepare, tonight's business hours will be postponed.

But soon after, they had an extra helper who didn't need money.

That was when Song Yong finally remembered to pick up the charger and connect the exhausted mobile phone to the socket.

The problem is that Song Yong put down the phone after turning it on, and just turned around and planned to go with the stick and start to pierce the meat with a bamboo skewer.

The mobile phone behind him had already begun to ring.

The phone was called by the sister Wang Xinran, and Song Yong mustered up the courage to answer, and a crying voice sounded over there: "Ah Yong! Where are you......

Half an hour later, Boss Li's Mercedes-Benz Big G stopped at the door of the fast food restaurant.

At the moment when the car did not completely stop, Wang Xinran opened the car door and jumped off it quickly.

The beautiful girl with red eyes like a rabbit pounced directly at Song Yong, who was sitting on the bench and wearing meat.

When the moving delicate body threw herself into Song Yong's arms, Song Yong could feel the other party's body trembling violently.

Song Yong knew that he didn't come out of the stall yesterday, and he didn't even answer the phone, which frightened the girl;

Such an inexplicable weakness of heart did not last long in Song Yong's heart.

Because soon Wang Xinran opened his mouth and bit Song Yong's arm hard;

At the same time, Li Erzhu and Boss Li also walked into the small shop after parking the car.

He pointed at Song Yong's nose and shouted with a little cry and laughter: "I said what do you kid think? ”

After hearing this, Song Yong smiled bitterly, he wanted to say that the reason why he didn't tell him was because he didn't want Wang Xinran's sister to worry, but he knew that if he said it, it was estimated that no one would believe it......

At half past six o'clock in the evening, the barbecue stand is open again.

Before moving over, Song Yong did not leave any notices and notices about the relocation of the stall at the door of the Amestole store.

Because he knows that there is no need to bother with that thing at all.

When a large handful of lamb skewers are grilled on a stove full of exuberant charcoal, and a handful of cumin powder is sprinkled like this, the familiar aroma wafts through the surrounding streets.

This tempting smell of meat is the best signpost for all foodies.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, the little fat man appeared at the door of the store with an excited face, holding his mobile phone and sending a voice message.

Half an hour later, there were people sitting on every stool in the fast-food restaurant.

At the entrance of the store, the long queue also began to take shape, and began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In such an environment, Song Yong and others fell into familiar busyness again.

Song Yong and Stick were in the open space outside the store, turning the skewers in their hands vigorously, and their whole faces were glowing red under the light of the charcoal fire.

Wang Xinran and Stick in the store kept writing down their orders in the cries of customers, and also delivered various drinks.

The difference is that tonight's drinks are considered to be the same price as the surrounding fast food restaurants.

However, if Song Yong was given a choice, he would rather Sister Amei appear here to be in charge of the sale of the drinks, and not make this share of the wine money himself.

It's just that he himself knows at this moment that there is no opportunity to rehearse in life, every time it is a live broadcast, and everything can't go back!