Chapter 122: Imprinted in Memory
The two of them were tired and hungry at this time, walking on the road in front of this community, Zifen felt that there was nothing to love, the right side was still the wall of the community, and then in front of it was the gate, which was divided into two parallel motorways by three fences. It looks like only the road on the left can be taken.
"Let's go across the road first." Li Zifan said that she had not yet reached the middle of the road, when a pure white car drove over and stopped less than half a meter behind her.
When Li Zifan looked over, the middle-aged man in the car had very wide eyes, and there was no expression on his face. Cattle. Force. looked like his left index finger was facing Li Zifan, motionless.
Li Zifan originally wanted to apologize, but the man's eyes didn't even bother to squint, and his fingers clearly told her to get out of the way, she was very angry in her heart, and Zhu Jia followed her across the road and followed her to the dilapidated newsstand on the opposite side of the road.
She couldn't control the anger in her heart: "Did you see that old man's expression just now?" ”
Zhu Jia didn't reply to her, her angry chest was still rising and falling violently: "He's telling me to get out." The more I think about it, the more angry I become, I'm going to put this. Die. Old. Head. The license plate number was photographed and posted on the Internet, which was too angry. ”
When Li Zifan looked over, the electronic door of this community was rising to about 60 degrees, and the car was still parked over there, about ten meters away from that side across a big road, she quickly took out her mobile phone and took a picture of the back of the car.
She zoomed in on the picture on her phone and still saw the number on the rear of the car, "Hemp. I'll make you famous. A green tendon on the right side of her forehead bulged outward.
Although Zhu Jia also wanted to immediately put that old . Man. Person. Pull it out and beat it up, but look at her expression in my heart a little. Dark., cool, didn't say anything for a while, he looked around the street, there was a breakfast shop not far from him.
She's still there. Gasp. Make move. Gas, after a while, she was relieved and relaxed.
When Zhu Jia looked at her, her eyes deliberately wanted to maintain calm, but the girl said a little reluctantly: "Dead Zhu Jia, you see the joke. Is it cool? ”
Zhu Jia was a little incredulous that she would suddenly tell herself this.
He still stood there without saying a word.
She didn't pay attention to him, but looked around, she also saw the breakfast shop, still didn't have much good expression to look forward and said, "Let's go, go for breakfast." ”
"The surname is Li, you will give me a better attitude in the future." Zhu Jia walked side by side with her, and his eyes didn't mean to look at her at all.
"Break up, huh?" Li Zifan suddenly looked at Zhu Jia, and when he saw his serious expression, he was really handsome and very manly.
"You and I are not friends, but partners in a research group, you give me some respect." He still had the same expression.
Originally, Li Zifan wanted to say something good, but she raised her head slightly, ignoring him.
"Come out to play, how can it always be very smooth, believe it or not, you may not even remember what I look like in a few decades, but just that. Silly ., than . I don't think you'll ever forget it. Zhu Jia said in a low voice.
"Well, that person is one. Silly., than. She felt a lot of this breath.
He actually didn't hate her very much, mainly because this girl was too serious about doing scientific research in the research group, and he had to say that there was a shadow of him back then.
Both of them walked past the breakfast shop over there: "Why don't you eat this one?" ”
"Let's go inside and have a look." Li Zifen took his arm and walked towards the gate of the farmer's market.
There's a puff in the air. Rot. Cuisine. Hair. Mold. The smell is also a little small on the ground, yin., ditch, in short, it is not very clean, Li Zifan still covered his nose.
"It's only ten o'clock, and you see, many of the shops over there have locked their doors." Zhu Jia pointed to the grilled fish shop facing the entrance inside the semicircular farmer's market.
"Then let's go to the house outside for breakfast first, and then go to Yangcheng Lake to eat some authentic farm food." Li Zifan said, she was still holding her breath.
He pulled him and quickly retreated outside. "Finally feeling better." Where she was inhaling air, there was actually some dust mixed with the smell of car exhaust.
A large oil pan is topped by a black horizontal iron bar, in which are placed hemp balls, fried dough sticks and baked cakes.
"What are you going to eat?" Li Zifan turned his face sideways and looked at the young man on the side.
"There aren't a lot of things in this shop, fritters and pancakes."
"Boss, bring me a hemp ball, two fritters and two baked cakes."
Standing in front of the pot was a man in his thirties, in fact, Li Zifan still felt a little dirty when he looked at this breakfast shop, so he was placed here without any cover, and he didn't know how much ash he had.
"There are salty and sweet baked cakes, which one do you want?"
When Li Zifan looked over, Zhu Jia said: "One sweet and one salty." By the time the time the two of us come. Wheel. Make move. Eat. ”
She nodded, and said, "Do you have soy milk here, give us two a cup each?" ”
"There's only one drink, do you want it?"
"Then have a drink."