At the end of May, it rained in Chang'an, this rain, not big or small, tick-tock, shame-dropping, non-stop for two weeks, after lunch, the pedestrians on the road gradually increased, unlike a few days ago, they all hid in the house for fear that the drizzle would wet their clothes, their own hair, their own backpacks. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info is also, people are probably used to such an abnormal drizzle, according to the old man, Huang Li sings and counts the yellow cut, this kind of weather is really not normal. Looking at the streets, passers-by come and go, there are elementary school students in rain boots, insurance salesmen in suits, female clerks in blue backgrounds and white bow ties with white spots, and bank clerks in various monochrome uniforms. The drizzle fell on the asphalt road, splashing raindrops the size of sand grains, and the various cars that flew by rolled up the water in the pits on the road, and the flying water splashed like a white curtain, drifting towards the pedestrians on the side of the road.

The rotten driver, who didn't know how to drive slower when it was raining, saw that my pants were dirty, and a man in his forties and fifties scolded while walking.

It's a pity that his sonorous and powerful heartfelt helpless scolding can only be heard by himself. It's not that his voice is too small to scold the street, and it's not that his skills are not good. In this bustling street, the sound of the roaring engine of the car, mixed with the sound of the rain, no matter how loud you are, the warm air is turned on in the car, and the driver listening to the music can't hear it. Coupled with the propaganda horns at the doors of the shops on both sides of the street, who cares about the shouts in the noisy city.

The student baby who hurried by the man himself wouldn't care, the girl in a suit and tie wouldn't care, and the guy who came out of the store and twisted his head with an umbrella while lighting a cigarette and listening to the phone didn't care. The man who finished scolding looked at the rain that kept falling from the sky, thinking about his difficult life, and just scolding.

This is life, you can't get used to it, but you can't kill people. can only settle their destiny, move forward in helplessness, and helplessness in advance, and life is in this living circle that cannot be jumped out of.

On the side of the road, there is a 3-square-meter dough and meat sandwich bun shop in the backbone of a store and hardware store, looking at the four big characters "Jiuge Food" in yellow on a red background, and then looking at the hardware store and store signboard on the side, it can only be regarded as a small thing, and only the size is up and down by comparison. Look carefully, there is also a line of small characters written under the four big characters of Jiuge Food, "Taobao Store No. 8346304--Jiuge Food" In Chang'an at the end of May, when it doesn't rain, you can eat noodles at noon, afternoon and even in the morning to fill your stomach.

At this time, our first character came out.

There are two salesmen in this shop that sells noodles and meat buns, an old man about 60 and a junior high school boy in 13 or 4. The male baby is called Qianjian, and the old man is called Tian Laohan. said that this boy was an abandoned baby, less than half a year old, and was abandoned by his parents in a farmland well room north of Chang'an Slope. Besides, this old man Tian, when he was young, went to the battlefield in Vietnam, shouted the slogan of self-defense and counterattack until the battle hero of Liangshan, and later the war ended, the country originally arranged a good job, to the State Grid Corporation to do the errand of reading meters, but the old man said that he likes to do farm work, like the unrestrained casual life in the countryside.

Grandpa, when did you say the weather would be clear, it's been two weeks, and I can't go out to play.

Lao Tian looked at the Qianjian who was in his early fives next to him and said: It's going to rain, my mother is going to get married, let her be, look at it like this, it will take a day or two to clear up.

Qianjian was fiddling with the baked cakes in the stove while thinking about something, and he didn't listen to his grandfather's words.

Ah Jian, Ah Jian, the voice came in before the person arrived, Ah Jian, are you done, go out to play, Kun Jie is like a mouse, and after a search, he got into this small shop.

Looking for me to do it, where are you going to play in the rain now, and I have to help my grandfather bake baked cakes.

Xiaojie, have you eaten, grandpa will give you a whole bowl of noodles to eat.

Thank you, grandpa, Xiaojie said politely, I haven't eaten yet, okay, then you give me a whole bowl to eat, you are still a little hungry when you say it.

I want to give money for dinner, and Qianjian said to Xiaojie, do you have any money?

No, there is no money, Ah Jian, Ah Jian, you know a money, first owe it to you when I grow up and make money, let me fill my stomach first, and then I have the strength to play.

The two little hairy children chatted with me one by one, and after a while, grandpa made the dough ready. Hurry up and eat, let's go play when you're done. Grandpa said as he handed the dough to Xiaojie.

Xiaojie looked at the bowl full of dough, and saliva flowed to his mouth. Xiaojie took a big bite of the dough, and said while eating it was delicious, delicious, better than my braised pork haha.

Go, go home and eat your braised pork, what kind of dough are you going to eat here, Ah Jian deliberately said Xiaojie, and poked Xiaojie's back with the middle finger of his right hand as he spoke.

Take a dough and a meat bun and take it away. Grandpa was busy alone. He's used to it, too. For so many years, a person has come over like this, and when it rains, there are half fewer people than usual who come to buy food. Usually, when it doesn't rain, grandpa can be busy alone, but now this is not a problem.

Grandpa skillfully cut the dough, then put it in the pot and put chili oil and spice water, picked up a pair of chopsticks mixed with fiery red pepper color and turned the dough back and forth in the basin, mixed it and put it in a paper bowl, and put it in a plastic bag. Then look at the grandfather with a spoon to dig out a large piece of fat with red and burnt meat from the pot and put it on the board, waving a glittering kitchen knife to chop up the meat, after a burst of clicking sound, a piece of meat is chopped into a lump of meat, and then use a knife to split the white and yellow baked cakes, and sandwich the meat into the bun. It's not a meat bun.

Grandpa skillfully collected money and mixed noodles and meat, and the store came one by one, and left one by one. Not the same as the General Assembly.

Xiaojie finished eating, and his grandfather made nine songs of delicacies and rolled dough.

Finished eating Xiaojie? Grandpa asked, are you full, if not, I'll give you a meat bun.

Grandpa, I'm full, thank you for the dough, and when I grow up, I'll help you sell the dough. Xiao Jie said as he wiped his red mouth full of spicy oil with his hand.

When you're done eating, where do you go? Ah Jian asked Xiaojie.

I can't say it now, hahaha, you'll know when you get there, it's fun anyway. Xiaojie said in a tricky way. The playful nature is clearly displayed on Xiaojie's face.

It's raining, don't run too far, and come back early to have fun. Grandpa said to the two children.

In the eyes of his grandfather, although Qianjian, who said that he was a grandson and a son, was an abandoned baby, he also knew in his heart that he had never regarded it as an abandoned baby. And Qianjian also knew that he had no blood relationship with this old man with gray temples, and he also said in his heart that his surname would be Qian in the future, no matter what happened to his family, this would be his home in the future.

Grandpa, I went out to play, Qianjian said to grandpa, there was obviously a reluctance and cowardice in his voice.

Well, go ahead. Grandpa was busy watching and answering.

Bye-bye, grandpa! Xiao Jie pulled the two goodbyes for a long time, like a person falling into a black hole and being stretched by time and space, and like a cassette card owner, the second word was finished, and the voice of the first word was still there.

Look at the two thirteen or fourteen-year-old children, stepping on the rain in the drizzle, slowly disappearing into the lively and silent street. Say it's lively, you see the pedestrians on the street, holding umbrellas of various colors, yellow, red, white, and transparent, some are still black, some are red and yellow strips, some are yellow and white dots, and then look at the street fronts on both sides, the horns of the binary store keep looping singles, two yuan a piece of two yuan, you can't buy two yuan, you can't buy a loss, you can't buy fooled, two yuan for each piece, two yuan for the whole audience, like this horn every three or five There is a single ringing again. Say it's silent, and then you see, on the streets, a little rain drifts the leaves blown by the wind, like a boat floating alone on the sea, aimlessly, after all, this season is not the season of falling leaves, and all the noise is indifferent to this leaf. The pedestrians who came and went on the road walked their own way, and the tall, short, and crutches all walked their own way, as if they could not hear the crackling of the rain against the sycamores, nor could they hear the noisy horns.

This is life, each has its own destiny, you sing your song and I sell my goods, he goes his way, each busy with his own things, and he doesn't care about the beautiful or ugly, handsome or frustrated, long legs or disabled on the other side. Each of them is a screw in this big social machine, no one recognizes anyone, and they silently cooperate to complete the progress of society.

It is said that Xiaojie took Qianjian and walked for half a day to the distance of the street and came to a community. Qianjian knew that this community was the one where the beautiful women of their class lived.

Xiaojie walked to Unit 3 of Building 3 and pressed face 0303 on the intercom panel of the building. A tick sounded on the panel... Backbite... Backbite... Ticking sounds. It rang twice in total, nine times, and Qian Jian clearly counted the sound in his heart. It seemed that with every tick, he was some distance closer to growing up. In the end, the faster Qianjian's heart was beating, and he could feel it himself, as if his little heart was about to plop out.

Hey, Xiaojie, are you looking for Xiao Qin? A mature woman's voice came over the intercom.

Hello Auntie, yes, Ah Jian and I are looking for Xiao Qin to play, is she at home? Xiaojie said happily.

Here, she's here, I'll talk to her. The woman said.

Xiaojie said: No need Auntie, if she is not busy, just ask her to come down directly, let's go to my house to play.

Okay, you wait below, she'll come down in a while, if it's raining, you don't have an umbrella, if not, go upstairs and wait. The woman said with concern.

Qianjian listened to these words of concern, and a feeling of rejection arose in his heart, he felt uncomfortable, as if a stone was pressed on his chest, and he couldn't breathe, which was a completely different tone from his grandfather. I don't want the tone of conversation between the female classmates in the class, and it's not like the tone of the head teacher Aunt Wang. Qianjian didn't know how to describe this tone of speech, in other people's ears, that kind of tone was no longer common, but after listening to two sentences, he felt unusual.

We have an umbrella with you, Auntie, you don't have to worry about it, then we will wait for Xiao Qin below. Xiaojie said goodbye to Auntie again.

Qianjian heard it very clearly, and felt it very clearly, he was wondering if the four words of Xiaojie's aunt goodbye were heard, because Qianjian heard it very clearly, and Xiaojie's four words appeared almost at the same time as the grunt of hanging up the call.

Less than two minutes. Xiao Qin went downstairs.

Where to play? What's going on outside when it's raining? Xiao Qin asked Xiao Jie suspiciously and looked at Qian Jian. Are you here too?

Well, it was Xiaojie who came with me, and I didn't know if I also came to invite you, a big beauty. Qianjian said shyly and excitedly.

Where to play? I'll find out later, go to my house and play good things for you haha. Xiaojie smiled proudly as he spoke.

I just said that you just told my mother to go to your house to play, and I also said that you have something fun in your house, those game consoles, puzzles, makeup games have been played, what else is fun, it turns out that there are new things. Xiao Qin said sentence after sentence.

You'll know what it is when you get there, promise it's fun haha, when did I lie to you two. Xiaojie said proudly and mysteriously, as if he had a baby that no one had seen before, and he didn't want to tell everyone what the baby was in advance.

Xiaojie, have you finished your homework, don't be punished by Aunt Wang again tomorrow Monday. Xiao Qin asked with concern.

I haven't finished writing it.,I'll copy Ah Jian's haha later.,Aunt Wang will check it tomorrow.,The inspection is also finished.。 Xiaojie said disdainfully.

Xiaojie, go to your house to play, your parents won't scold, last time I played crazy, your father was angry and scared to death. Xiao Qin said as he put his hand to his heart. She still remembers the last time she played a little black house KTV with a few classmates at Xiaojie's house, and in the end, she didn't notice that Xiaojie's father came back, and they were scared like rabbits and tigers, and ran away in embarrassment.

No, don't worry. Xiaojie patted his chest as he spoke. This time I told my dad that I was going to take you two to play together, and besides, my dad and my mom went to the provincial capital today to buy a mobile phone. Said to come back after dinner in the evening. You can play with confidence.

In this way, Xiao Jie and Xiao Qin, I kept talking one sentence at a time. Qianjian walked beside him while watching the drizzle falling in the sky, hitting his cheek from time to time. The gray cover on the sky, like a layer of gauze covering the TV screen, can't see through and guess what's behind, only vaguely see the misty hills in the distance.