Li Youran's home is located on Anhua Avenue on the southern edge of Tianhai City, a five-story brick and concrete building built in the 70s, with mottled and outdated exterior walls, disorderly cables, and potholes around the cement pavement, all showing the traces of time.

Because of its urban-rural location, the inhabitants here are complex, with the exception of a small number of aborigines, most of the rooms have been rented out, and have become a habitat for migrant workers, small traders, and recent college graduates.

Li leisurely walked into the entrance of the building, and went down the stairs to the basement floor, where only two low-wattage incandescent lamps were still lit in the long corridor, and the dim light reflected the ceiling and the peeling gray skin of the walls, large areas of water stains, and black and green mildew.

There are all kinds of miscellaneous items piled up on both sides of the corridor, stoves, paper chapter 2 Li Youran's house and his neighbor's boxes, pots, empty wine bottles, and some altars and jars that I don't know what they are used for, leaving only a passage less than a meter wide in the middle.

Naturally, the air in the basement is not so fresh, and it smells musty all year round. But as long as you live here for a while, it's easy to get used to it.

Li Youran took out the key and opened the door of room B-105, which is his home in the city, with a monthly rent of 400 yuan, the upper limit of what he can afford. He has been living here for a year and a half, which is what the Internet calls the rat people.

The room is small, only 12 square meters, without any decoration, white plaster walls, cement calendered floors, and a bare light bulb hanging from the center of the roof.

The furniture is also very simple, on the left hand of the door is a double-layer iron frame bed, sleeping people underneath, two suitcases and face plates and other miscellaneous items are stacked on the upper floor, and opposite the bed is a simple cloth wardrobe, the kind with a zipper in the middle, which divides a cute cartoon pig's head into two halves.

By the window is an old-fashioned desk and wooden chair with paint off, and on the table are thermoses, drinking glasses, pen holders, and a few books.

The window above the desk is high, about 1 meter above the ground level, and is closed with waterproof corrugated iron and iron fences, and Li Youran's home and his neighbors are able to let in some sunlight for about two hours a day.

These contents constitute all of Li Youran's personal space, although simple, but clean and organized.

He threw his bag on the table, took off his coat and shoes and fell on the bed, it was so comfortable, he was really tired today.

After a while, Li Youran fell into a deep sleep.

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I don't know how long it took, the noise in the corridor woke Li Youran up, he rubbed his eyes, took his mobile phone and looked, it was already 9 o'clock in the evening, and he slept really dead. The residents get off work and close the stalls, which is the busiest time of the day.

Li Youran felt a little hungry in his stomach, and he only ate one roasted sweet potato all day, and he had already digested it all. He patted his head, he forgot to buy vegetables today, he couldn't cook the meal, so go buy something to eat on the street outside. Change into an old jacket, comb your hair by hand, and head out.

The corridors are bustling with activity, with lights on in every house, laughter, noise, and pop songs.

As soon as Li Youran walked out of the staircase, he saw a tricycle slowly coming under the street lamp.

Pedaling was a thin old man, gray-haired, dressed in gray overalls, hunched over and struggling to pedal. A petite girl in the back of the car was helping with the cart.

When the old man saw Li Youran, his dim eyes flashed with a hint of joy.

"Ranzi, come here and do me a favor." The old man shouted.

"Hey, here we go!" Li leisurely agreed, and ran over quickly.

These two people are Li Youran's neighbors, the old grandson and his granddaughter Sun Xiaoying, who are also from the countryside, and the grandparents and grandchildren set up stalls on Anhua Street on weekdays and make a living by selling steamed buns and soy milk.

The old grandson and Li Youran can talk very well, they can be regarded as New Year's friends, they have been neighbors for more than a year, and they get along very well. It is also one of Li Youran's few friends in the city.

After Li Youran came to the tricycle, he said to the girl:

"Sister Xiaoying, let me come."

Sun Xiaoying glanced at Li Youran lightly, and it was a pair of eyes as clear as a mountain spring. She didn't speak, her body moved away lightly, and she gave up her position to Li Youran.

Li Youran used his hands hard, and the tricycle drove quickly towards the staircase.

"Hehe, it's still a young man who has energy, but the girl just can't do it." The old grandson smiled.

Li Youran also smirked, Sun Xiaoying gave him a blank look, picked up a bag of things from the car, turned around and ran towards the staircase. With this turn, he threw up two thick braids, and a pair of fiery red bows flew in the air like elves on the tips of the braids.

Li Youran's heart couldn't help but waver, and then he quickly gathered his mind.

"Old grandson, what's in the car? So heavy. Li Youran asked.

"Just bought a few bags of flour and a new gas canister." The old grandson said as he stepped out of the car. Reach out and grab a bag of flour and carry it on your shoulders.

Seeing this, Li Youran hurriedly stopped it.

"Come on, your old man still does this kind of work, and you're not afraid of flashing your waist."

Li leisurely picked up a bag of flour and walked down the stairs quickly.

"You kid, you're as thin as a corn stalk, and you dare to look down on my old man!" The old grandson blew his beard and glared.

Li leisurely walked back and forth a few times, and moved a few weighty things into Lao Suntou's room.

This is a slightly larger room, with a small single room separated by a cloth curtain, which should be Sun Xiaoying's boudoir. In the outer room, against the wall is an iron single bed, and a multi-level shelf next to the bed is stuffed with various cloth bags and sundries. In the center of the room is a large table on which a large board of cutting boards rests. There are a lot of things on the cutting board, basins, kitchen knives, rolling pins, sieves, gauze, you name it.

There's also an old snowflake freezer by the window, which is humming and running.

The smell of dry flour and leavened dough in the air was a little choking, but it was easy to get used to.

"Ranzi, you haven't eaten yet, let's eat here and go back." The old grandson greeted.

"No, I've already eaten it." Li Youran knew that it was not easy for his grandparents and grandchildren, and he didn't want to add a burden to them.

"Humph! I hear your belly growling. A melodious voice like a wind chime came.

Li Youran turned around, only to see Sun Xiaoying, who was wearing white overalls, frowning slightly, and pouting slightly in dissatisfaction.

"Well, wipe your sweat." The girl handed over a wet towel.

Li leisurely took the towel and wiped the sweat from his forehead and cheeks, a faint fragrance refreshed people's hearts.

"It's still a clever girl, you kid is just not honest." The old grandson laughed.

"I still have half a bottle of two pots, and I will drink two cups with my old man. Girl, go and heat up the rest of the buns and mix two cold dishes. Oh, and by the way, the wine is hot too. ”

Sun Xiaoying answered, turned around and went to work. Li Youran wanted to help, but was held down by the old grandson, so he had to give up.

In a short time, the half-clothed board was filled with steaming steamed buns, soy milk and two plates of delicate cold dishes. The old grandson divided the wine bottles and cups again, and the three of them sat down next to each other.

"Come, have a drink." The old grandson raised his glass and threw himself up.

Li Youran rarely drinks alcohol, but he still drinks, a cup of belly, and the hot flow flows down the lower abdomen all over the body, warm. The stomach really gave face this time, and it didn't make any mistakes.

The old grandson did two cups in a row, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes were stacked together. The conversation box also opened.

The old grandson said that business is not good now, and there are many snacks sold on Anhua Street, not only by outsiders, but also by local laid-off workers, and the competition is fierce, and the buns cannot be sold out every day. I want to go to the city, but I'm worried about being caught by the city management. sighed again and again.

"It's just a bitter girl, following the old man, I come and go in the wind and rain, and I have never had a good life, hey, I'm sorry for her mother who died early."

Sun Xiaoying's eyes suddenly turned red, and she tried to keep her tears from falling.

"Grandpa, what are you talking about? For no reason. The girl snorted, stopping the old grandson from continuing.

"Yes, yes, I'm happy today, don't talk about that. Old grandson, do you still have land in your hometown? Li Youran quickly changed the topic and began to talk about life and interesting things in his rural hometown. This also resonated with the grandparents and grandchildren, and the three of them chatted with great interest and enjoyed themselves for a while.

When the wine was almost drunk, Xiaoying got up and began to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

"Ranzi, you kid is good, do you have a girlfriend?" The old grandson asked drunkly.

Li Youran shook his head.

"I'm the way I am, how can I still be in the mood to think about these things."

"Don't worry, I learned something from a fortune teller back then, look at your kid's facial features are also upright, although he can't talk about how handsome, but it's still attractive, the main thing is that the heavenly court is full, the ears are thick and beady, and he will definitely develop in the future." The old grandson smiled mysteriously.

"That's good, if I am developed, I will definitely let you and Xiaoying's sister live a good life." Li Youran patted his chest and said.

"Hey, by the way, anyway, your kid is not very old, don't be in a hurry to find a daughter-in-law, the women in the city are not easy to serve. It's better to wait for our girl for a few years, the girl is 16 this year, and in a few years, the old man, I will recruit you as my grandson-in-law, okay? The old grandson said excitedly.

"Grandpa! What are you talking about? That's a lot of drinking! Sun Xiaoying's delicate face was covered with red clouds, and she stomped her feet and said angrily. glared at Li Youran fiercely again.

Li Youran was also red-faced, neither dared to agree, nor dared to object, even cry out in his heart, he didn't dare to look at Sun Xiaoying, and hurriedly used the strength of the wine to perform the earth escape** and escaped.

Behind him, there was the hearty laughter of the old grandson. !!