"Tofu brain?"

Zhu Wuyi's head question mark.

How many things are waiting for this day? The old man went to eat tofu brain? Doesn't he like tofu? Said that I was hurt by eating tofu residue in my last life?

"Let's go!" Zhu Wu patted the back of Zhu Yu's head, "Lead the way and take a look!" As he spoke, he turned around and waved his hand, "Don't follow so many people!" ”

Then, Zhu Wu and Zhu Yu changed into ordinary people's clothes and went out on the street.

"Take Lian'er out for a walk another day! I'm aggrieved at home every day! ”

Walking on the street, in the cold winter breeze, the mood is indescribably refreshing.

It had been a long time since he had come out alone, and since the last time he was stabbed, the courtiers had looked at him as if they were sons.

Zhu Yu led the way, and after a while, Zhu Wu saw Lao Dao's figure on the street stall.

A few men in the distance were suddenly stunned for a moment, and then became vigilant, intentionally or unintentionally, guarding the pedestrians on both sides.

"Let the Dark Guard go away!"

Zhu Wu looked at the old man in the distance and smiled, "The old thing looks different from the sky!" Yo! The beard and hair are trimmed and the clothes are clean! ”

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"The old man is here again!"

The little widow who bought tofu, Du Juan, had a flushed face, and couldn't help touching her face, feeling that her cheeks were as hot as a boiling kettle.

Sneak a glance at the old man who drank tofu brains in small sips, and the latter squinted his eyes and ate slowly. A bowl of tofu brain, like an official tasting tea.

These days, the old man comes every day.

I didn't talk much, sat on a bowl of tofu brain, drank for half an hour, chatted with myself, laughed with Nier, and then walked behind my back.

The cuckoo touched the heavy gold bar in her arms that carried her body temperature. I have to give this to him every day, but the old man glares at him every time.

Every time he came, there were a lot of guests. On the street, I am a woman, and I can't pull and pull with him.

Money is a good thing! But you can't ask for this unclear money, how much is a few bowls of tofu brain?

This gold bar can buy ten of these stalls!

No, you have to give him anything! You can't take advantage of him!

Thinking of this, the cuckoo walked up to Old Man Xi.

Old man Xi also saw the cuckoo, and the wrinkles on his face were all smiling.

"Uncle! What are you eating? ”

"Uncle?"

The old man's smile froze suddenly.

The stretched wrinkles on his face immediately wrinkled like shrunken orange peels.

The emotion in my heart came out, it turned out that I was so old! I'm old enough for others to call me uncle.

Men sometimes ignore their age. How could he not know that he was old! Mao Xiang's grandfather has to scream every day!

It's just that, sometimes, I don't want to or even think that I'm really old.

"The ......"

The cuckoo stood in front of the old man, his face was red and he couldn't speak, he lowered his head, bit his lip, and his fingers were entangled.

"She's a bit like her!"

In an instant, how many years had the old man buried in his heart, the shadow at the head of the village suddenly overlapped with the little widow in front of him.

Back then, he was a backward element.

She was a widow who killed her husband.

The country woman has no husband, or she gets wild, and she won't be able to live that day, the spit of the owner and the tongue of the west family, and the disgusting eyes of other old ladies.

The widow at the head of the village has a pungent reputation that spreads all over the country.

It's so spicy, and it's really capable. A person gets up early and works in the fields at night, takes care of children, serves his in-laws, and supports his family.

The widow has never had a good face towards people, but she has to look twice at him, the backward elements who are distributed in the big city.

She quietly gave him the soles of his shoes, baked cakes, stewed tofu, and scooped rice.

He also wandered outside the walls of her house on many hot and sleepy nights.

He was also sure that when he leaned against the wall of her yard, she was leaning against it too. Because he seemed to be able to hear the heartbeat on the other side of the wall.

At that time, feelings and affairs were as indescribable. If there is a spark, or if something does happen, it is understandable.

However, the pressures of the world are enormous. He looked forward to, but really didn't have the courage, to push open the door of her house.

They, so tacitly, rely on each other in their hearts, and live hard in difficult days.

Until he dies, a wandering soul. I saw the shadow of the village in the middle of the night, weeping by his grave.

At that time, regret was useless!

It's all ghostly, and I don't want to do anything anymore!

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"Shhh

Zhu Wu bit his cheek and looked at the woman who was squirming to buy tofu in front of him, and the old man with a change of expression on his face.

"There is a situation!"

Haven't you ever eaten pork, haven't you ever seen a pig run?

The old man was not normal, and he laughed as if he were crying.

That woman is not normal, why is her face so red in winter?

Zhu Wu pondered, the bird quietly passed, sat down on the stall behind the old man, and listened to the gossip.

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"Uncle!"

The cuckoo called softly again, and Old Man Xi came back to his senses.

"What's wrong?"

"I can't ask for it!" The cuckoo slapped the gold bar on the table.

The movement was sudden, the voice was loud, and several guests on the side looked over. The cuckoo's face suddenly turned red like a ripe plum, and he turned around and left.

"Wait!" The old man frowned and called out to her, "How can you send back the things that were given?" ”

The cuckoo turned his head and looked at the wrinkled old man, wanting to say something, but in the end, if he didn't say it, he could only pass it with his eyes.

Why did you give me so much money? You old man, why do you give me so much money for a widow? Outsiders need to know, how much gossip do they have? I'm a widow's family, and I'll have less eyes in the future?

Spit stars drown people.

Crush people under their tongues.

You are so old, you don't understand this reason?

Besides, you're so old, you have grandchildren! Run to my stall every day, let others see it?

On the first day, I asked if I wanted to find a man, and it was a gold bar!

I'm not stupid!

I know it all in my heart.

But I .....

But you're so old.....

A thousand words are in the eyes.

The old man trembled at the cuckoo's eyes.

Resemble! It's like!

Not only the body shape, but also the eyes!

That's how the widow in the village stared at herself!

That day, I almost climbed over the courtyard wall of her house at night.

Well, the dog next door to her house barked so badly that night! Didn't dare!

"You take it back!" The old man made a tiger face, "Don't give it in vain, even if I put it here, eat the tofu brain's meal money, I will come every day in the future, and I will count the money every day, and I will give it a piece!" ”

Do you fucking come every day?

Am I still alive?

As he spoke, the old man looked at the girl who was squatting on the side washing the dishes. The girl looked up and gave him a sweet smile.

"On this cold day, the child will use cold water to help you wash the dishes, you look at that hand, it is all cracked!" The old man said distressedly, "I know that you have to be strong, but adults have to be strong, what about children?" She follows you to suffer this every day, and you don't feel uncomfortable!

This money is my food money, what can't you take! Take it, go back and buy a few clothes for Ni, or change to a good place to live, and then don't have a whole small face.

At least let the child have a place to shelter from the wind and rain, right? Don't think about it, this is my food money, and I'm willing to give more.

I'm full of food and the whole family isn't hungry, what's the use of asking for so much money? Take the coffin to go? ”

Speaking of which, the old man said to Mao Xiang, who had eaten tofu brain for several days in a row, and his face was full of tofu brain.

"Money for you.... Sister-in-law sent over! ”

Mao Xiang's fart in the past few days has the smell of tofu brain, and the root of the tofu brain is competing, hearing this, he quickly stuffed the money into Du Juan's hand.

Du Juan buys tofu, where is he, a young man who practices martial arts every day, so strong.

Besides, there are already people watching next to him, and he can't mention his pungent temperament at this time, so he can only let others stuff his hands.

If there is no one.....

If there is no one, he will definitely pinch his waist and spray his old man's face.

However, it seems that this old man is an outsider from a large family.

Even if there is no one, they dare not offend!

"Mao Xiang!" The old man said again.

"Grandpa!"

"Go to Liu's pharmacy and give Nier some hala oil to wipe her hands! Look at that little hand! ”

Mao Xiang looked at the girl and was stunned, and then looked at his own hand.

"Master, you've never been so nice to me before!"

"Get out!" The old man scolded.

"Hey!" Whoosh, Mao Xiang ran away.

"Nier, don't wash, come and sit! The water was so cold that my hands were washed! The old man was pleasant.

"It's okay, I'm used to it!" Nill laughed.

"This kid is so sensible!" The old man sighed.

Pinching the gold bar, the cuckoo couldn't say anything in his heart, and if he wanted to say that he was angry, there was not much in fact. However, I don't know what, I just feel wronged.

"Uncle!"

The old man drank the last sip of tofu brain, "Don't always call me uncle, I'm only fifty-seven!" ”

The cuckoo lowered his head, "Don't call your uncle whatever!" When my father died, he was only fifty-one! ”

Suddenly, the old man's face froze.

He suddenly found a problem in his mind.

Yes, I'm fifty-seven!

I'm a half-necked lander!

But at this moment, there was a snort behind him.

A familiar voice couldn't hold back any longer, clutching his stomach and trembling on his shoulders.

"Can't you?"

The old man turned around in horror, and Zhu Wu pinched his thighs desperately, burying his head in laughter.

In an instant, the old man was blinded.

When did he come? Did he hear it all?

It's over, it's a dead adult, it's a dead man, how can this be done!

Eating tofu brain?

Zhu Wu finally took a breath, turned around and looked at the old man's stiff old face.

Suddenly, a minor tune was hummed.

"After many years of dry trees, there are small buds!"