Lin Fengyu jumped to "Dinghan", and the happiest person was Fang Fang. The two of them seem to have returned to the green days of college, going to work together in the morning and returning to their place of residence together after work in the afternoon. At the gate of the company, sometimes Zhao Yidong or Qian Jin can be seen, Fang Fang always likes to make faces at them, and Lin Fengyu is mostly reserved and smiling.

Occasionally, Lin Fengyu will look at the layout of each building in the company. When colleagues talk about the situation of the company's leaders or other people, she listens attentively and takes it to heart.

This is still Liu Yizhou's instruction, no matter how urgent his heart is, he must also make a calm appearance, and if he wants to hurry, he will not reach it.

That night, Fang Fang suddenly said that she wanted to hold a ceremony to celebrate Lin Fengyu's reunion with her.

"Don't beat around the bush and say it's barbecue, the weather forecast says it's going to snow tonight, you see the wind blowing!" Lin Fengyu hurriedly stopped her, "Besides, I've been here for more than a week, if you have sincerity, you should have behaved a long time ago." ”

"Didn't you run out of time in the first few days? Sincerity has always been in my heart, just like fine wine, the more time passes, the more fragrant it becomes! Fang Fang shook Lin Fengyu's shoulder, "Besides, the weather forecaster is the only person who wants to tell the truth but can't say it accurately, do you believe it?" You wouldn't really say no, would you! ”

Lin Fengyu nodded helplessly.

Although the north wind has risen and the weather is getting colder, the night in Jinli is still lively.

Lin Fengyu and Fang Fang came to Mo Rufeng's barbecue stall and said hello to Mo Rufeng.

"Is business okay?" Lin Fengyu saw that Mo Rufeng's expression seemed to be very lonely, and asked casually.

"Make do with it." Mo Rufeng said lightly, "No, call Auntie!" ”

"Hello Auntie!" A voice came from next to Mo Rufeng, milky. Lin Fengyu and Fang Fang followed the prestige, only to find a little boy sitting on a small stool in an orderly manner.

The little boy's body was wrapped in a thick cotton coat, and he wore a large cotton hat on his head, revealing only a pink face, two slender eyes, flickering eyelashes, a small red nose, and a long snot hanging.

Lin Fengyu touched the little boy's head and asked, "Feifei, why did your father give you a girl's name?" ”

"There is no grass on my name, grass is a girl's name!" The little boy was in a hurry.

"Why is there grass for girls?" Lin Fengyu wiped his snot off with a napkin, and then asked.

"Flowers are a kind of grass, and girls like to wear flowers on their heads, so there is grass for girls!"

"What does that boy like?"

Fei Fei raised his hand and said in a milky voice: "Gun!" ”

In his hand was a very realistic toy gun, with a dark barrel pointed forward.

Lin Fengyu suddenly remembered that night a long time ago.

"Yes, are you right? Do you want me to teach you? Lin Fengyu asked while helping him sort out his clothes.

"Sometimes it's not accurate. Dad said that it is necessary to achieve three points and one line to hit the target, and to achieve intentional aiming, unintentional firing..."

"It's not a hero to just talk about it," Lin Fengyu was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect a child to be able to tell the key to shooting, and he didn't expect that a down-and-out man like Mo Rufeng would actually know how to shoot, and a few numbers contain the essence of shooting.

She placed a disposable paper cup on a stool four or five meters away, "Can you hit it?" ”

"Do you want to come closer?" Seeing that Fei Fei was silent, Lin Fengyu asked.

The little boy fumbled and took out a glass marble from his pocket and handed it to Lin Fengyu.

"This? Too small, right? Lin Fengyu's eyes widened. But seeing the solemn appearance of the little boy, he still put the glass marble on the stool.

The little boy raised his hand, but he didn't see him aiming, only heard a "pop", and a white plastic bullet flew out, knocking the glass bullet on the stool away.

Lin Fengyu and Fang Fang were both taken aback.

"If you grow up, you must be a sharpshooter!" Lin Fengyu praised sincerely.

Mo Rufeng walked over: "Miss Lin, your lamb skewers are grilled and ready to eat!" ”

Lin Fengyu touched Feifei's head and said, "It's so cold, why do you come out with your child?" Prone to colds! ”

"There's no way, his mother has something to do these days, and I'm not at ease when I leave it at home alone." Mo Rufeng said.

At this time, a vendor from a barbecue stall next to him walked over.

"Man, I don't have enough mutton to prepare, how about lending me two catties?"

"Brother Zhang, the amount I prepared tonight is not enough! Besides, you haven't paid back the first few times you borrowed! ”

The person who was called Brother Zhang changed color, pointed at Mo Rufeng's face and scolded: "What do you mean, you said that Lao Tzu borrowed or not?" You are ruining Lao Tzu's reputation, Lao Tzu lacks your little! Don't be embarrassed! ”

Fei Fei's eyes widened in fright.

Mo Rufeng took a step back and said with a smile: "Brother Zhang, I didn't mean that, the meat is in the bucket below, you can watch and take it yourself!" ”

The man cursed and took the largest piece of mutton from the bucket and took it.

Not long after, the fat hostess of another stall came over.

"Brother, I forgot to bring pepper, can you give me a little even?" While doing it herself, she poured out most of Mo Rufeng's pepper.

"Mourn its misfortune, be angry with it!" Fang Fang said hatefully.

"Let's eat it, go back early, it's going to snow!" Lin Fengyu said softly.

"It's unfounded, how can it snow!" Fang Fang said. As soon as she finished speaking, a snowflake slowly fell and landed on the tip of her nose.