There are ten days left, which is the annual Qingming Festival, Zhou Fan looked at the calendar, counted the days with his fingers, and was also thinking about where he would go back to sweep the graves of his relatives.

Go back to your hometown of Inner Mongolia to pay tribute to your parents who worked hard to raise you? Or go to Sichuan and pay tribute to the army and children?

They are all relatives, and they are all far away from Shanghai, and they have to spend several days on the road to go anywhere, do you go to both places?

If you take a plane, you can save a lot of time on the road, but the air ticket is too expensive, and if you take the train, the ticket is slightly cheaper, but the time spent on the road is too long.

"Well, what to do? Can anyone tell me."

Zhou Fan said to himself, lying on the pillow, looking at the time on his mobile phone, it was half past nine, and Hong Yu had not yet returned home and said that he had something important to deal with.

Busy, busy, just like a waste, doing nothing but eating, drinking, sleeping.

obviously said that he would let the master teach cooking, but his face changed, and he had to watch videos at home to learn, how to learn? There are some things that are not explained by the master, and they are completely dependent on their own blind thinking, which year and month did they learn the real skills, stand alone, and earn their first pot of gold.

Uncle disappeared as if out of thin air, he didn't answer his phone calls, he didn't reply to his messages, and she said that everything was normal and nothing happened.

I don't think it's right, my uncle has never been like this, is there something I don't know about?

Stay at home and get moldy, Hong Yu goes to work every day, comes back at noon, and sometimes socializes at night, just he talks to himself, and if he continues like this, he is afraid that he will lose his language expression ability, and his Chinese is not very good, do you want to speak Mongolian and communicate with people in the future?

Get dressed, change your shoes, and decide to go for a walk, even if it's looking at the street lights outside, and get some fresh air.

I took fifty dollars from my backpack, put it in my pocket, put on a mask, hat and gloves, opened the door and went out.

As soon as she got out of the elevator, the green trees and red flowers outside attracted her eye, and the flowers were blooming in this season, but why did she still feel so cold?

Smelling the red flowers that are about to wither, the faint fragrance, makes her excited to think of the summer on the grassland, the green grass is like a carpet, extending into the distance, and all kinds of brightly colored flowers and plants, even if they can't be named, but their fragrance is overflowing, attracting colorful butterflies and industrious little bees.

That's paradise, a free life that people in the city can't imagine, rolling in the sea of grass, looking up at the blue sky, the white clouds fluttering, listening to the shepherd's song, it's simply a place that will never be forgotten for a lifetime.

The orange lights illuminate the wide road, there are not many vehicles on the road, it may be that this area has just been developed, and there are few residents.

All the way to the west, to a crossroads, stopped, where to go? If you go far away, you will be troubled if you can't find your way home.

Feeling in my pocket, I only have money, and I didn't bring my phone out, it's too bad.

Looking at the storefront room not far away, there are still people selling things at stalls, touching their stomachs as if they haven't eaten dinner yet, and they have eaten a lot at noon, and they are not hungry.

It's rare to come out once, and it's not bad to explore, not to mention that Hong Yu is not here, no one cares about himself, it's so cool.

Remember the road clearly, for the sake of safety, I also pulled out a seedling and put it on the side of the road to be a road guide.

nodded reassuringly, and admired his cleverness a little, striding and humming a little tune, not to mention how happy he was.

Hehe, there are people who buy multigrain pancakes, and those who sell grilled sausages, and they also have to cook them, but there are not as many people who buy things as they sell.

"Boss, how do you sell this?" Zhou Fan asked the pancake boss standing inside the tricycle.

"Four dollars a piece, plus five dollars of eggs and ham sausage"

has a strong Shandong accent, so Zhou Fan thinks that when she was hospitalized, she has always taken good care of her Shandong aunt, who has a cheerful and approachable personality, especially the thin pancakes she made, rolled with sour shredded potatoes, the taste is evocative.

"Can you give me two eggs without ham sausages?" Zhou Fan took off his mask and stomped his feet to discuss with the pancake boss.

"Okay, it's all the same, it's a five-cent thing"

Zhou Fan looked at him, scooped a spoonful of thick batter, poured it on a frying pan, used a piece of wood covered with batter to spread the batter evenly, then knocked two eggs and spread them on it, shoveled up the pancake with a spatula, put some chopped coriander and green onions and a small amount of diced mustard, and put in a dough similar to frying, and the crispy break became two pieces, a little bit of sauce, spread on it, roll it in, divide it in half with a spatula, and it was done.

Five yuan, it's too easy, paid the money, Zhou Fan took the pancake, took a bite, tasted it, nodded and said, "Not bad, it's delicious"

"That's an old craft, I've been doing it here for several years, and I'm making hundreds of them a day, can it be delicious?"

The boss Lao Wang said obediently and boastfully, smiling and giving change to Zhou Fan.

"Yes, forty-five, are there many people who buy it?" Zhou Fan looked around, and didn't find any schools and factories all the way, bragging about it, right?

"There is a vocational and technical college behind here, there are a lot of people, we generally sell over there, rarely come here, there are few people here, today is the city management does not allow stalls, causing us to make hundreds less"

Zhou Fan nodded, the city management does not let people set up stalls to sell things, especially food, and sell garbage in one place, which affects the appearance of the city.

"You come out alone, it's so late, it's better to go back early, there are often ruffians and hooligans in this area, who specialize in finding trouble and causing trouble, and there are fights and brawls every day."

Zhou Fan ate pancakes, nodded and said, "Really?" Then I'd better hurry home! ”

The sweet fragrance wafted into Zhou Fan's nose, Zhou Fan looked not far away, hey, there are roasted sweet potatoes for sale.

I trotted over, took ten dollars and asked, "How many can I buy for ten dollars?" ”

"Two not too big, big more than five"

Black gloves, a knitted hat, a coat, a bulging bag on his body, and a mustache under his nose, if he combs his hair again, he looks like a traitor in an anti-Japanese war drama.

Ten dollars for two baked sweet potatoes, five dollars for a pancake, and thirty-five dollars in your pocket.

Almost finished eating the sweet potatoes, and he was full, Zhou Fan thought about it, it was too late to stay outside, if he really met a bad guy, he didn't bring a mobile phone, and he didn't have a place to call the police.

Some storefronts have also begun to close, there are actually some snack bars and jewelry shops, as well as those who sell clothes and shoes, and they have a good harvest when they come out by themselves, and the next time they come out to shop during the day, it is still quite dangerous to be alone at night.

Fried pho, there is a place where fried pho is sold.

Through the glass door, Zhou Fan saw that there were still people eating, and he wanted to buy one to take back, so he crossed the road, pushed open the door of the store, took off his hat, came to the counter and activated, and said, "Boss, help me fry a pho and take it away"

Saying that, he put ten yuan on the counter, and the person sitting in the counter took the money, put two one-yuan coins on the counter, and found it for Zhou Fan.

"You give this number plate to the chef inside"

Zhou Fan took a piece of cardboard that resembled a tag on his clothes, came to the window of the cupboard, handed the so-called number plate to the man who was holding a mobile phone and making a phone call, wearing white overalls and a chef's hat

"Don't put chili peppers, take them away"

Then, sit down and look through the cupboard window, watch him light the fire, pour the oil, put in all kinds of ingredients, turn the spoon, stir-fry, add all kinds of condiments, and finally put the monosodium glutamate into the pho and come out of the pot.

took the convenience bag, and the chef inside looked at Zhou Fan fixedly, and said with a smile, "Hello sister-in-law"

I don't know, I haven't seen it, he recognized the wrong person!

Zhou Fan smiled and said, "Thank you, but I don't know you, did you recognize the wrong person?" ”

"But I know my sister-in-law"

Zhou Fan hurriedly walked out, but hit the corner of the table, and the roasted sweet potato in his hand fell to the ground.

Zhou Fan rubbed his arm, bent down to pick up the roasted sweet potatoes on the ground, looked at them, and they were all deformed.

"Sister-in-law waits, brothers send sister-in-law"

After a few words, five or six men came out from behind, all dressed ruffians, some with pierced ears, studs, and dyed yellow hair.

After seeing this hairstyle, Zhou Fan remembered it, and really saw it, in the alley behind the nerd academy.

"I can go back by myself, I really don't have to bother you"

Zhou Fan thought of what the boss who sold pancakes said, ruffians, gangsters, aren't they them? Holding a toothpick, walking with a large swing, and dressing differently from ordinary people, especially a few people in a group, making people think of them in a bad way.

"Okay, don't scare your sister-in-law, Brother Hong has already come, sister-in-law will sit down and wait."

Brother Hong, Hong Yu? Is he home? It's miserable, he must have thought that he had run away again, and he would be 'rough' to himself again.

Sure enough, before a minute arrived, I saw a car, drove over quickly, and stopped on the side of the road, but it was not Hong Yu's, and it was different from Hong Yu's.

A person came down, the tall and tall figure was very familiar to him, Zhou Fan looked at the watch on his wrist, around half past ten, the curfew time had passed, but they didn't live together, how could my uncle suddenly appear here? Could it be that he is clairvoyant?

Then a car came, this time it was Hong Yu's car, but the car did not turn off, and a group of thugs who called themselves sister-in-law opened the glass door and walked outside.

It would be nice if he had the ability to teleport, so he walked out with a convenience bag, and came to a place not far from the car in fright, and stopped.

"Brother Hong drank too much and waited for his sister-in-law in the car"

Drunk, drunk? Great, God help me.

"Uncle, why are you here too? Let's go home and sleep, I'm just out for a stroll and buy something to eat."

"What time is it? Didn't you know if it was safe outside so late? Why don't you go out with your phone? The phone is not answered, the message is not returned, and the game is missing? Hurry up and get me in the car."

This is what he wants to say, it's not that he doesn't answer the phone, doesn't reply to the message, plays missing, and makes himself think about it for several days.

Hong Yu's car, the door opened, Zhou Fan walked over, just arrived at the car and smelled a strong smell of wine, Hong Yu leaned on the back seat, the tie was unbuttoned, the buttons of the shirt were also open, and his eyes were closed, as if he was asleep.

Sitting on it, someone closed the car door, Zhou Fan was afraid to see him at this moment, he had violent tendencies, and it was difficult to say if he hit himself under the influence of alcohol again.