When she first came in a few days ago, Bi Yue felt like a guest who had broken into it by mistake, she was standing in Kyoto, Normal University, and the streets and alleys, as if she was watching an old feature film.

She struggles, works hard, and does not give up to move forward, that is because of human instinct, everyone has to eat.

Today, her mind was a little loose at this moment, and she finally earned money and could feel a little safe.

Bi Yue glanced at Bi Cheng, who was busy collecting money and looking for money, she pursed her lips, wiped the sweat beads on her forehead with her arm, and rubbed her face with a smile.

I only slept for three hours, first started the fire in a hurry, and finished blowing up seventy-five fritters, Bi Yue and Bi Cheng sisters and brothers were hungrier than anyone else, but at the moment they were more satisfied than anyone else.

The two small hands were full of flour, and the rolling pin flexibly rolled out the dough into a pancake, "Dangdang", the crisp sound of the kitchen knife falling on the cutting board sounded, and the pancake was cut three times.

The smell of oil smoke was full of snorts, Bi Yue squinted at the oil pot, one after another small pancakes were placed in the oil pot, and after a while, the golden pancakes slowly swelled, looking fat and thick, taking a bite, the inside is loose and the outside is crispy, sweet but not greasy.

The time machine seems to travel through the world.

There was once an old couple who also used waste oil drums as stoves to fry fritters and sell fried cakes, and they sold them for most of their lives.

"Old man, you don't have a head in your hand, I'll make a face."

"Alas! We used to collect rags, how could we do a good job of eating. Wife, don't get angry, it's not sold, I'll eat, I'll eat it with Xuanxuan, if not, let's go collect the scrap. ”

"No, Xuanxuan has grown up and is going to school, I can't let other children look down on her!"

I studied over and over again, how much brown sugar and white sugar should be put when mixing noodles, how to make fried dough noodles more numerous, and how to make fried dough sticks more numerous, and they must appear crispy and large.

The old couple walked the streets and alleys, stared at the basin in a daze, couldn't sell it, and even looked at a pair of rough hands questioningly.

Collecting scrap is still profitable, but why do you have to set up a breakfast stall?

"Ai Xuan collects rags, specializes in cans, and collects plastic bags!" A dozen children shouted and jumped and ran by.

Four-year-old Ai Xuan twisted her hands together, and the little girl with two braids stood at the gate of Ai's house crying. She's not a rag, she wants to play with those little kids.

In the dead of night, one of the old men fanned the four-year-old Ai Xuan;

Another old man said to the sleeping child who was still crying during the day and was sobbing at the moment: "Grandma doesn't collect the rags." ”

One twist after another, fritters rolled in the hot oil pan, and pieces of change were put into my arms.

Other children wear what they wear, Ai Xuan has it, she learned the piano when she was a child, and when she grew up to be an eighteen-year-old girl, she went to a prestigious school.

In the past, Bi Yue did this on the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve.

Today, Bi Yue chose to take the first step in order to pass on love.

There is a kind of love that really comes back.

……

"Sister, guess how much you earned?!" Excited as if he had forgotten the hard work of a few hours of busyness, Bi Cheng asked himself and answered mysteriously:

"You can't guess, fifteen eight, fifteen eight!"

"Well, you hurry up and drink porridge, clean up after drinking, move the warehouse, let's hurry up and go back to school."

Bi Yue replied calmly, picked up the porridge with only the bottom of the bucket left, poured it into the two large bowls, and went straight to the pancake stand.

"Eldest sister, look at me...... What, this porridge is still hot, millet porridge nourishes the stomach, hehe. Bi Yue smiled innocently, and after speaking, she hurriedly ran away while the eldest sister of the pancake hadn't grabbed her.

"You girl! Bowl! You don't want a bowl either? ”

Bi Yue waved her hand at the hearty eldest sister and replied loudly:

"Let you go there, thank you!"

Thank you Pingshui for helping her come up with ideas, and being able to guarantee the rental of a house with her old neighbors nearby, the little help sounds small, but it is really important to her Biyue.

"Sister! It's only the first day of our day, just a little white flour, fifteen yuan eight! ”

Bi Yue smiled this time, yesterday his eldest brother was still worried about looking at the white face, but now he actually said that it was just a little white face.

"Yes! Let's do it harder! He waved his fist at Bi Cheng.

The young man scratched his head again, this time he was inexplicably embarrassed, but he scratched and scratched, and he couldn't help laughing face to face with his sister.

……

For several days in a row, Bi Yue sat in the classroom with a strong smell of oil smoke.

She is used to sitting in a row with her dormitory classmates, but since she heard "Miss" Yuan Lisha pinch her nose and disgusted: "What kind of smell do you have?" ”

When Bi Yue rushes back to the classroom for morning class, she chooses to sit in the last row.

I can't remember what day it was, Liang Xiaoxiao sat next to Bi Yue with a book, and from that day on, the two young girls would whisper a few words while sitting in the corner of the classroom.

On the day of Liang Xiaoxiao's birthday, it was still more than three o'clock in the morning, and she opened her eyes when Bi Yue closed the door of the dormitory.

Turning sideways and stretching out his hand, a large steamed bun was kneaded into the shape of a longevity peach, and the tip of the longevity peach was a pink color dyed with fruit, which showed that the heart was dù.

Liang Xiaoxiao took a bite.

Her family lives in a government compound, and steamed buns are just a kind of food for her, but for Bi Yue, she understands.

It was not only Liang Xiaoxiao who received Bi Yue's "gift", but also Teacher Li Yongyong, who introduced the tutoring work, and she also received two fritters.

Bi Yue didn't hide it, she stood in the office and lowered her head slightly and said about her own situation.

"It's not okay to toss like that. You're a big girl, it's so early in the morning, and you come back late at night, it's not safe, what should you do if it's dark early in autumn? Besides, the body can't stand it, and it affects learning! ”

Bi Yue hurriedly waved his hand: "You give me the exam paper now, I don't dare to say that I have a full score, I really didn't delay my study, and I have a break at noon, teacher!" You must help me keep it a secret. The hands became folded again.

After training Bi Yue, Li Yongyong, who taught Bi Yue's foreign language, sighed: "What school is your brother in?" Can I live in the rented place? What she thought was that boys, at least safety can be guaranteed, and the face is also strong, so she would rather let the young man toss.

Bi Yue walked out of Teacher Li's office in a daze with a note.

Bi Cheng happily assured Bi Yue that his grades would not fall behind, and he would "move" immediately.

Bi Yue was worried, and laid out her brother's luggage and put it on the kang: "Every week, my sister comes to accompany you, remember to read, don't just knead the dough, that thing is awake." ”

Teacher Li Yongyong went home and rummaged through the cabinets, and her husband Wang Qi, who worked in the library, opened the door and was stunned for a moment: "What are you doing?" ”

"Find some summer clothes that I can't wear."

"What do you mean?"

"Alas, the student I taught, that girl was worse than me, a middle-aged woman, and she didn't even have a skirt. Lao Wang, that girl is still tossing and selling fritters to help her family. ”

Teacher Li's husband frowned: "Don't you hate small traders and hawkers the most?" College students selling breakfast? I don't think you're a student! ”

"My family is rural, my grandfather has uremia, I don't have money to treat it, and I don't think it can be cured, so I have to buy very expensive painkillers every month and send them away, and the little subsidy issued by the school, the sisters and brothers are all hooked in."

……

These days, Bi Yue has given Chu Ci a tutoring class, and she has never met Chu Yifeng, naturally, she has never known him, so that later she desperately complained about "strangers" in her heart.

Chu Yifeng was transferred by Ye Boxuan's regiment, working overtime every day to make statistical reports, it can also be said that the whole army is very busy, and the world is called: million-dollar disarmament.

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