Chapter Seventy-Three: Dresses "Ask for a Dollar Reward, Thank You"

Old-fashioned red bricks, even a lot of walls, there are still faint remnants of loess embryos, compared to the more and more high-rise buildings in this era, at this time Zhang Yang in front of this unique bungalow cluster, Mo said that in those large cities, even in the provincial capital of Quancheng, it is already very rare.

The pace was slightly slow, and Zhang Yang stopped his steps from time to time, waiting for Zhang Le behind him for a while. Probably sensing Zhang Yang's gaze looking at him from time to time, Zhang Le opened his mouth and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "As for me, you have no brains for me." It was just an impulse just now, how could I still talk nonsense. ”

"It's ...... you", I couldn't help but glance at Zhang Yang in surprise, Zhang Le stopped the tricycle and wiped the sweat on the side of his face: "Didn't Zhou Jin give you a good look before, why did you suddenly care about this idle matter?" ”

"Should you be?" , Suddenly thinking of a possibility, Zhang Le couldn't help but widen his eyes and looked at Zhang Yang with fierce eyes. But this attitude only lasted for a moment, and I saw Zhang Le shaking his head bitterly, and while pushing the tricycle again, he couldn't help but laugh at himself: "I'm really a dog and a mouse, nosy." Even if you really fall in love with Zhou Jin, what can you do? People have gone abroad now......"

Ignoring Zhang Le's self-talk, probably because of something in his heart, Zhang Yang inadvertently fell a few steps behind Zhang Le. Frowning, looking at Zhang Le's back in front of him, as well as the tricycle moving slowly forward, Zhang Yang felt a burst of irritability in his heart for no reason.

Although he didn't pay attention to the messy speculation that Zhang Le had just said, he didn't pay attention to it at all. But in Zhang Yang's mind at this time, he couldn't help but flash Zhou Jin's face. The roots of his ears unconsciously stirred a few times, and Zhang Yangqiang dispelled the inexplicable emotions in his heart.

It was true that Zhang Le was a little worried about Zhang Le before, but at this time, Zhang Yang didn't know if he was out of curiosity or some other messy emotion, so he couldn't help but want to go to the place where Zhou Jin lived and take a look.

Shaking his head, temporarily letting go of the slightly abnormal emotions in his heart, Zhang Yang quickly followed Zhang Le's steps.

Although judging from the direction of Aunt Zhou's disappearance before, Zhou Jin's residence should not be too far from the location of the stall just now. But at this time, because of pushing a tricycle, the distance between the two of them was obviously not fast.

Glancing at Zhang Le's strenuous posture, Zhang Yang hesitated, bowed down slightly, and pushed his hands directly behind the tricycle.

Sensing that the tricycle was much lighter, Zhang Le glanced back in surprise. Seeing Zhang Yang's action of pushing the cart with his head down, Zhang Lesuo turned around, put a good direction, and pushed forward hard.

Probably because it was not far away, after a few minutes, Zhang Le stopped walking. Sensing this situation, Zhang Yang paused for a moment, then raised his eyes and glanced around.

Compared with the dilapidated houses around him, the courtyard in front of Zhang Yang at this time, although it is also very simple, but vaguely, Zhang Yang swept into the courtyard slightly, and it was obvious that the courtyard was neat.

Glancing at Zhang Yang, Zhang Le snorted into the courtyard, and pushed the tricycle into it with a direct force: "Aunt Zhou, I pushed the car back for you." ”

After parking the tricycle, seeing that there was no movement in the room, Zhang Le inevitably froze. Just as he was hesitating whether to go in and take a look, an old lady at the gate of the courtyard walked over slowly: "I saw your Aunt Zhou just now, carrying Lao Zhou to the hospital." Let's leave this car here first, I'll tell her when she comes back. ”

"What is this?" , her eyes swept to Zhang Yang, who was looking around, and the old lady's slightly wrinkled eyelids jumped a little.

"Grandma Liu, this is my classmate, and I am also Jinzi's classmate." Seeing the old lady looking at Zhang Yang like a thief, Zhang Le's eyes inevitably crossed the corners of his eyes.

Although it is dilapidated, but in the rather neat courtyard, there is a cool strip tied horizontally. Probably because of the occasional breeze, a dress with faint flowers hidden in the cool strip will inevitably shake slightly.

At this time, looking at Zhang Yang's eyes staring closely at the dress, Grandma Liu patted Zhang Le's slightly chubby cheek, and said in a weird manner: "Zhang Le." Although Jinzi went abroad. But you also have to be good and don't associate with people who don't mess around. ”

"Grandma Liu, where are you talking about it......", noticing that Grandma Liu glanced at Zhang Yang from time to time, and obviously pointed to Sang scolding Huai's tone, Zhang Le inevitably smiled bitterly.

Seeing that Zhang Le opened his mouth, as if he was going to 'quibble', Grandma Liu snorted coldly, didn't say much, and walked directly towards the other courtyard next to him with a muffled hum.

Shaking his head helplessly, he glanced at the back of Grandma Liu leaving, and Zhang Lesuo retracted his gaze. At this moment, Zhang Yang next to him squinted his eyes slightly, and looked at Zhang Le fiercely: "Who is this dress?" ”

"Skirts?" , was publicized this inexplicable words, and it really made a flurry. After an instant, Zhang Lecai followed Zhang Yang's gaze and looked at the cool strip. After seeing the dress on the cool strip clearly, Zhang Le probably thought of something, and his expression was inevitably a little depressed: "This skirt used to be Jinzi's favorite and the only one other than the school uniform. ”

"But now ......", thinking of the previous speculation in his heart, Zhang Le couldn't help but sigh: "But now, people can't look down on it at all." ”

Glancing at the silent courtyard and looking up at the slightly gloomy sky, Zhang Le hesitated for a moment, and was about to walk to the cool strip and pack up a few clothes, including the dress.

Subconsciously blocked Zhang Le, seeing Zhang Le's bewildered and surprised eyes, Zhang Yang endured the violent fluctuations in his heart, and pretended to bow his mouth to the tricycle: "Look at this day, I don't know if it will rain." You can help you get the tricycle and find something to cover. After all, it's a guy who eats, and it's not good to get drenched. I'll just help you pack these clothes. ”

"Just leave it at the door, right?" , Without waiting for Zhang Le to reflect, Zhang Yangsuo took the clothes off the strip and pointed to the door of the house, a slightly tattered recliner.

"You can do whatever you want, just find a place to put it first. When Aunt Zhou comes back, she will clean it up herself. Hearing Zhang Yang's words, Zhang Le glanced at the tricycle, didn't think much about it, and walked directly towards a hut in the courtyard.

The corners of his eyes twitched, and he squinted his eyes slightly, watching Zhang Le walk to the hut and rummage through it, Zhang Yang turned his back and walked towards the recliner at the door of the house. At the same time, with the cover of his body, Zhang Yang shook his right hand and unfolded the dress in several clothes in front of him.

When a trace of violent tearing appeared on the side of the dress, the moment Zhang Yang's vision appeared, Zhang Yang's eyes froze violently, and even at this moment, Zhang Yang's body trembled imperceptibly.

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