Zhao Yurou was stunned for a long time before she remembered to help Qi Xuanhao, who was lying on the ground.

But Qi Xuanhao was smashed by Long Yang just now, and several ribs on his body were broken, and the injury was not light, and he collapsed on the ground like a dead dog, unable to move.

Zhao Yurou was in a hurry, so she had to call a few members to carry Qi Xuanhao to the school doctor's office first, and then dialed the phone number of Anhai City Hospital.

Outside the Taekwondo Club, Tang Yuxi caught up with Long Yang, who was leaving quickly, frowned, and shouted at the man's back: "Hey, are you still a bodyguard like this, and you want to leave me alone and run around!" ”

Long Yang stopped, stood in place, and suddenly turned his head and said with a wry smile: "Miss Tang, I'm going to the parking lot to pick up the car, we've finished the inspection, it's time to go back to Xiushuifang." ”

Tang Yuxi was stunned, and then twisted his temperament and said: "You are my bodyguard, I will find someone to test your skills, is it wrong?" ”

"That's right, it's not me who got hurt anyway, I don't care." The man shook off his words and took another step.

"You're ......!"

Seeing that Long Yang was lukewarm, the girl was angry, so she didn't bother to speak, and both of them held their sulk breath and went to the parking lot one after the other.

When the fat son Mengxiang ran out to find the boss, Long Yang and Tang Yuxi were no longer there, but he still seemed extremely excited.

"I didn't expect Brother Yang to be the bodyguard of the goddess of Yuxi, it's so bullish!!

No, I just secretly took a few photos of Brother Yang's heroic posture and Qi Xuanhao's cowardice, I have to quickly pass it on to the school's post bar, it is estimated that my ID will be on fire tomorrow, hahaha......"

Thinking about it, the fat man's eyes narrowed into a thin slit with a smile, how obscene and obscene he was.

Long Yang drove Bentley out of the parking lot and drove Tang Yuxi away along the green forest road, and along the way, the carriage maintained an extremely depressed silence.

It wasn't until the car drove to the gate of the school that Tang Yuxi, who had a cold face, suddenly said, "Stop." ”

The girl's voice had an irresistible tone, Long Yang braked suddenly, looked at the girl from the inner rearview mirror, and said speechlessly: "Miss, what do you want?" ”

"At the end of the street opposite, there's a bakery, and I'm hungry and want to buy something to eat."

Tang Yuxi had no intention of discussing with the man at all, so he directly pushed open the door and got out of the car, and was about to walk across the street.

"Hey, wait!"

Long Yang became more and more dissatisfied with Tang Yuxi's temper, and hurriedly jumped out of the car and chased after him.

The two crossed the road, and after walking for a while, they saw a traditional dim sum shop at the end of the street with a small storefront and a classic and simple design and layout, called "Xiang Kee Pastry".

It's just that the business of this shop is not good, and few pedestrians stop, and the door is crowded, and it seems a little deserted.

However, before Long Yang approached, he suddenly smelled a refreshing sweet smell of pastries wafting over, which made his eyes light up, this familiar smell when he was a child, made him slightly intoxicated.

Because when men were very young, they also loved this kind of traditional Chinese cakes, and at that time, what apricot blossom cakes, mung bean cakes, and peach slices were eaten in the mouth, sweet and fragrant, and the lips and teeth were fragrant, which could make him happy for several days.

It's just that when I grew up, I wandered around, and then I wandered abroad, and I never ate these things again......

"Uncle Xiang."

The girl walked to the door of the Cheung Kee pastry shop and greeted an old man who looked to be about fifty years old and dressed plainly and smiled at the door.

"Oh, little girl, you're here."

Uncle Xiang was also quite happy when he saw Tang Yuxi coming, hurriedly tied his apron, and asked kindly, "Little girl, is this time still the same as before?" ”

The girl nodded, "This time I want more, fifty yuan begonia cake, lest I not have enough to eat, and I have to come all the way over." ”

"Okay, it may take a little longer, I'll move you a stool out and sit down."

As he spoke, Uncle Xiang looked at Long Yang again, and said with a smile: "Yo, bring your boyfriend this time, the young man looks very energetic." ”

When Tang Yuxi heard this, his pretty face turned red, and he said angrily: "Uncle Xiang, you misunderstood, he is just my bodyguard." ”

Then he looked at Long Yang again, but found that the man was standing in place, like a sculpture, not moving at all, and there seemed to be strange emotions in his eyes.

"Begonia cake...... Begonia ......" Long Yang's eyes were blank and he muttered in a low voice.

When the man heard the name of this pastry from Tang Yuxi's mouth, in an instant, his brain seemed to be suddenly struck by lightning, and it became blank in an instant, and there was a trace of mist circulating in front of him.

"The east wind curls over the sublime, and the fragrant mist is empty and the moon is in the corridor. I was afraid that I would fall asleep in the middle of the night, so I burned a high candle to shine red makeup. ”

This is a song "Begonia" inscribed by Su Dongpo, and at this moment, it suddenly sounded in Long Yang's mind.

And it was a woman's voice that slowly recited this poem, gentle and beautiful, familiar and distant.

Long Yang remembered that this woman once said that the begonia flowers are chic, the flowers are blooming, charming and moving, the fragrance still exists after the rain, and the flowers are difficult to describe, and they are known as "flower noble".

However, what is interesting is that begonias are also known as broken intestine flowers, which are extremely sad and heartbroken.

Once after the woman finished reading the poem, she immediately smiled and said to Long Yang: "If I die one day, I will turn into a begonia flower, and when the flower blooms, it will accompany you, and when the flower fails, it will also accompany you."

In this way, you will not break your heart and torture yourself......"

But now, begonias are hard to see, and the woman's voice and smile have long since disappeared......

"Ah......h

In an instant, Long Yang felt a sharp pain in his heart, and he couldn't help but show an expression of pain and struggle, and sat down on the stool suddenly, which made Tang Yuxi and Uncle Xiang both startled.

"Long Yang, what's wrong with you?" The girl was a little stunned, this guy was fine just now, why did he suddenly ......

The man's closed eyes slowly opened after a while, a wry smile appeared on his face, and he asked the girl, "Do you like to eat begonia cake very much?" ”

Tang Yuxi was stunned for a moment, and then nodded, "Begonia cake has grown from a snack to a big one, and I am neither greasy nor can I quit." ”

And Uncle Xiang, who was baking pastries in the store, also echoed, "Yes, I have been opening a shop here for almost 20 years, and this little girl came to me to buy begonia cakes when she was very young, which is also the big one I have seen since I was a child, hehe......"

Long Yang was silent, which made Tang Yuxi feel a little weird, and the girl opened her mouth to ask, but swallowed the words back.

The two of them sat at both ends of the bench, and after a short time, Uncle Xiang walked out with an oil-paper bag, which was heavy and filled with begonia cakes wrapped in oil-paper.

Handed it to Tang Yuxi, the girl was particularly pleased to take out a piece, uncovered the oil paper, and couldn't wait to take a bite.

Long Yang raised his eyes and saw that this begonia cake was really in the shape of a begonia flower, and the color was purple sauce red, sprinkled with starch sugar on the surface, and with five-color embellishments such as fruit shreds, melon kernels, and sesame seeds, it looked like a flower completely blooming, which was very artistic.

The girl noticed Long Yang's eyes, her expression struggled, and then she took out a piece from the bag and handed it to Long Yang.

"Well, I'll give you a piece, if there's more, I don't have enough to eat myself."

Tang Yuxi's performance was like a little girl who protected food, pouting her mouth, showing a cute demeanor that Long Yang had never seen before.

The man was slightly stunned, then took the begonia cake, took a bite, and it was indeed sweet and fluffy, delicious and delicious.

It also exudes the light fragrance of begonia flowers, which is full of praise.

"Rain...... Yuxi, bring me another piece. ”

Long Yang licked his lips and looked at Tang Yuxi, revealing a somewhat greedy expression.

"Don't think about it, didn't I just say it, there are not many!"

Tang Yuxi's face was cold, she held the oiled paper bag tightly in her arms, and glared at the man and said.

"Hey, no, I'm also your bodyguard, born and died for you every day, in the wind and rain.

As a result, you are not even willing to give me a piece of begonia cake, is there such a black-hearted employer as you!! ”

Long Yang said, and pounced to grab it.

Tang Yuxi screamed, jumped back, and the two of them were at the door of this Xiangji pastry shop, chasing and fighting for a few delicious begonia cakes.

And the unpleasantness in the Taekwondo Club before, because of the fragrance of this begonia flower, was quietly dispelled.

However, when Long Yang was deliberately chasing the girl to play, his eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of Uncle Xiang who was smiling on the side, and there was a hint of bitterness in that kind smile.

And between the old man's eyebrows, there seemed to be a trace of melancholy, Long Yang gave Tang Yuxi a look, the latter quickly understood, and the two immediately stopped fighting and came to Uncle Xiang.

"Uncle Xiang, you seem to be a little unhappy, do you have something on your mind?" Tang Yuxi asked with concern.

Uncle Xiang was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Little girl, what is on my mind with your Uncle Xiang, don't guess." ”

However, Long Yang's eyes were so sharp, he could naturally see how reluctant Uncle Xiang's smile was, and then asked again and again, hoping to do his best to help this simple shopkeeper with Tang Yuxi.

And Uncle Xiang couldn't stand the questioning of Long Yang and Tang Yuxi, so he had to tell the reason for his sorrow.

It turns out that the storefront of this Xiang Kee pastry and the craftsmanship of baking dim sum are all handed down from Uncle Xiang's grandfather's generation, and Xiang Kee Pastry has been in business for more than 100 years at the end of this street, and it can be regarded as a century-old brand.

At the beginning, the business was very good, and there was an endless stream of people queuing up to buy, but now, with the rapid development of the economy, in the current society, this traditional Chinese food has been completely neglected and is no longer as sought after as before.

Seeing that the business of Xiang Kee Pastry was deteriorating and the landlord's rent was tight, Uncle Xiang had no choice but to close this ancestral store and go out to find another way to make a living.

Hearing this, Tang Yuxi's apricot eyes widened, and his pretty face was full of disbelief.

And Long Yang had heard the old man mention these things before, so he was more understanding.

The traditional pastry delicacies of China, usually made of whole grains, are not only healthy and delicious, but also often contain the precipitation of historical civilization of the changing times, full of memories of time and space.

However, most of today's young people love foreign food, and some junk food in the eyes of foreigners is not interested in the traditional food of their own country.

This is the evil result of rapid economic development, the thick vicissitudes of history, before I have time to tell my mottled memories to future generations, it was washed into ruins by the torrent of modernity.