Yanjia Lane is very long.

After all, Hongjing is an ancient city, so the classical and modern here are always strangely intertwined, so Yanjia Lane is about the bridge connecting the classical and the modern.

In fact, a year ago, Yanjia Lane was also an ordinary dilapidated street, and later it was transformed into the current literary and artistic little fresh and overly fresh appearance.

When he walked to the door of the house, the criminal Conglian said that he wanted to go home and change his clothes, and it was not too good to wear a police uniform to go to the mall, so Lin Chen took the dynasty and took a little shelter from the rain in the shop opposite his home.

Across the street from their house is an antique shop.

Lin Chen didn't know when he began to get used to using the concept of "their home" or "our home", in fact, No. 3 Yanjia Lane was not his home, he was just a tenant who lived in that house temporarily and didn't have to pay rent, but the strange thing was that from the first day he moved in, he and Xing Conglian never mentioned the matter of rent.

It's also strange for each other to take it for granted that they don't have to give money.

Lin Chen stepped on the two steps and lifted the feng shui curtain hanging at the door of the antique shop, and a fragrance came to his face.

Wang Chao was collecting the umbrella beside him, smelling the slight fragrance, the young man sniffed several times, and then subconsciously licked his lips.

The proprietors were an elderly couple in their seventies, and it was not so much selling antiques as renting a casual shop to live for a proper day, so there was nothing in the shop, except for a few pieces of porcelain in the Bogu cabinet.

The porcelain seemed to be very valuable, but it was possible that it was a completely modern imitation, and he couldn't see how much it was worth anyway.

Very casual, casual is very suitable for an old couple who are neighbors of the torturer.

People gather like like, more or less so.

When they entered the store, the shopkeeper, Mr. Lao, was sitting cross-legged on the bamboo collapse and drinking tea, and when he saw them enter the house, the old gentleman beckoned him to sit down on the side of the bamboo collapse, and then shouted at the dynasty: "Yo, Mr. Xiao Wang, are you here to play chess?" ”

"It's not going to rain, we're going to hide from the rain, and we're going to go out to eat later." Wang Dynasty sniffed, waved his hand at the old gentleman, and then walked around the shop familiarly, first pretending to look at the porcelain for a while, and then walked straight to the corner of the shop.

There, under the flower window, there is a small coal stove, on which a pot of dried bamboo shoots and roast meat is boiling.

The heat and fragrance are thick at dusk during the rainy season, which can especially arouse the cravings in the stomach.

The old lady sat in the rocking chair by the hearth, holding a pu fan in her hand, fanning it gently, and when she saw the dynasty entering the house, the corners of the old lady's mouth were already smiling, but she pretended to close her eyes and shake the fan, and did not speak.

Wang Dynasty spun around the window twice like a headless fly, and then simply crouched down by the pot.

Seeing that he was so hungry, the old lady opened her eyes with satisfaction and asked, "Do you want to eat?" ”

But the dynasty did not answer the question immediately, but looked back at him.

His eyes were full of longing, Lin Chen glanced at the old gentleman helplessly, picked up the tea that the old gentleman had just poured for him on the table, took a sip, and then nodded.

After the young man got permission, he hugged the old lady's thigh and shouted, "Grandma Gao, I haven't eaten lunch, I'm so hungry." ”

"Go get the dishes yourself in the kitchen!" The old lady happily patted Wang Wang's head with a fan and sat up straight.

In short, the old lady directly picked the best meat and served a big bowl to the dynasty, and the dynasty quickly ate a whole bowl of dried bamboo shoots and roast meat with the excellent hand speed of the master of rhythm.

Recalling the last time they ate in the store and the last time they rubbed rice, they probably mainly relied on the dynasty's profound skills in selling cuteness and the thickness of the face of those who have food to succeed, in short, I still have to thank you.

Lin Chen sighed, stood up from the bamboo collapse, and said goodbye to the shopkeeper.

"Thank you, Grandma Gao, the dishes you cook are 10,000 times better than Aunt Zhou's!"

When he went out, the young man said this while kissing the old lady.

"Then come back next time, grandma will keep it for you!"

The old lady looked at them and smiled from ear to ear.

……

When the torturer came out, the rain was a little lighter.

He changed into a long black trench coat with the simplest smoke gray T-shirt underneath, this is a very ordinary outfit, maybe Xing Conglian has been sleeping a lot recently, so he is in good spirits, or he doesn't have much time to wear civilian clothes, so it is rare to change into it and make people feel slightly surprised.

Of course, it is also possible, Lin Chen thought, it may be that he is in a good mood, so he thinks that the man standing in front of the Zhu Gate with an umbrella is particularly pleasing to the eye.

Black trousers, low-top leather boots, he looked at him from head to toe, and it was rare to have an inexplicable vanity.

Even Wang Chao said in an impatient tone: "Boss, you just went to swipe a card, do you need to dress like this?" ”

"What's wrong with me, isn't it just civilian clothes!" The convict stroked his hair and asked very strangely.

"No, this dress must be expensive, right!" Wang Chao leaned over and touched the windbreaker of the torture conglian, and smacked his lips.

"Last year, the counter was discounted, and I bought it for 500 yuan."

"I don't believe it!"

"Maybe it's because I have a good temperament?" Xing Conglian patted Wang Chao's shoulder and said with relief, "You can't deny that there are people in this world who can wear ordinary clothes with high-end texture just because no matter how good the ready-to-wear clothes are, you are wearing children's clothes." ”

"I'm 179, your sister in children's clothes!" The dynasty retorted dissatisfiedly.

As if the man's self-esteem had been bruised, Wang Chao said, handed him the umbrella, and then jumped on the back of the torture company, and forcibly looked through the collar of the trench coat.

The next moment, the boy's screams rang out.

", it's really a golden deer, how are you, boss, it's so miserable!"

Wang Conglian jumped off the back of the Conglian, took two steps back, pointed at the windbreaker of the Conglian with an incredulous look and said: "Boss, why are you living so badly, is it the recent sharp decline in international crude oil or the collapse of precious metals, how did you fall to this!" ”

The torturer didn't even bother to pay attention to him, dusted off his windbreaker very lightly, and said with great cherishment: "What's wrong with Jinlu, there are thousands of domestic famous brands and counters, you should be careful to touch it!" ”

Lin Chen couldn't help but squint his eyes when he looked at the two obvious oil paw prints on his clothes.

Seeing that Wang Chao was still performing very painfully, he turned around and hid under the umbrella, shaking his head sadly, while trying to get as far away from the sentence as possible: "It's too miserable, it's too miserable, wait a minute, I'll pick out two clothes for you, and I should pay tribute to the lonely and widowed old man." ”

Lin Chen was pulled by him and walked two steps quickly, and soon there was an angry shout from the torture conglian: "Dynasty, did you put a handprint on Lao Tzu's body?" ”

"It's not me, which eye do you see me doing?"

Before he could finish speaking, the back of his neck was violently grabbed by the torturer.

Without hesitation, the criminal conglian dragged the people out of the umbrella, pointed to the surveillance camera on a small intersection they had just passed by, and said: "Wang Xiansen, please see clearly, what is there, please don't quibble, okay?" ”

"Are you sure you can tune in to the full footage?" Wang Dynasty glanced at the camera and said disdainfully.

Thinking of the young man's technique of entering a no-man's land, Xing Conglian was glared at angrily again: "Why are your hands and mouth so oily!" He looked at the young man's face and said suddenly.

"I ate a bowl of dried bamboo shoots and roast pork."

"Where's the food?"

"Grandma Gao gave it to me!"

"Grandma on the other side of our house?"

"That's right!"

"You didn't say it sooner!" The torturer was even heartbroken, and he hated to go back and eat a bowl.

"I deliberately didn't tell you!"

“……”

Lin Chen held the umbrella and watched them fight all the way.

Although there was no one on the old street in the evening except them, maybe it was the sound of footsteps around him, or maybe the dynasty and the torturer Lian were too noisy, he didn't have the slightest sense of loneliness and gloom.

How to say it, it seems that the cold rainy season has become moist and gentle because of this.

The only problem is that the 10-minute journey will be a lot longer, but it's not a bad thing.

……

When I walked to the road at the other end of Yanjia Lane, it was already completely dark.

Because it is dark, the curtain walls of high-rise buildings in the distance are complemented by neon lights, making people feel as if they have arrived in another world.

Wang Dynasty called up the navigation on his mobile phone and showed Xing Conglian the location of the new shopping mall, and after a while, a shopping mall that had apparently just opened appeared in front of them.

Although it has just opened, there are already a lot of customers coming and going inside and outside the new mall.

Inadvertently, Lin Chen looked up at the name of the mall, a little surprised.

If he knew that the new shopping mall that Wang Dynasty wanted to go to was called "Ansheng International", then he would probably rather fool the two of them to eat takeout at home than come here. However, when he looked at the two people beside him, he didn't seem to care or knew about it, and he was suddenly relieved.

Also, it's just a meal, so why care who owns the mall?

Xing Conglian and Wang Chao adhered to the good tradition of police workers who are absolutely not picky when eating, and they have no opinion on choosing restaurants according to the scores on review websites, so in the end, they sat in a Yunnan restaurant called Caiyunjian without incident.

"Wow, wow, this phoenix looks awesome!"

Comrade Wang Chao looked at the menu, and occasionally burst into exclamations.

Lin Chen took the tea poured by Xing Conglian, took half a sip, and leaned over to look at the menu.

The restaurant seems to be taking the specialty route, and the menu is gorgeously presented with huge plates and exaggerated peacock heads, which look more expensive than delicious.

But actually, every menu here is moderately priced, so it's no wonder that the reviews are good.

Lin Chen took another sip of tea, and suddenly heard the soft voice of the waiter lady beside him: "If it's three, it's actually very recommended to recommend the special three-person package of our store, which is 488 yuan at a discount, and if you can add another dim sum to make up for 500 yuan, you can also give you two tickets for the meeting." ”

"What meet-and-greet tickets?" Dynasty's eyes suddenly lit up.

"It's the front row seat ticket for Mr. Li Jingtian's fan meeting held in the lobby on the first floor of our Ansheng International Mall the day after tomorrow......"

"Eh, Li Jingtian, is it the singer who has been pinched very badly recently?"

Hearing that it was not a beautiful girl group, Wang Chao raised his head and said in disappointment.