Bai Tang smelled the footsteps, turned his head, and beckoned to him with a smile: "Ah! I haven't seen you for so long, but I've become handsome! ”

He was cheeky and began to talk nonsense with his eyes open again: "No matter how handsome you are, you really have to be more handsome than me, and you can surpass me no matter how hard you try." ”

Jiang Futing was not interested in competing with him on such a boring question: "No, I can't grow up to you." ”

The tone is flat, insincere, and extremely perfunctory.

Bai Tang was not happy to hear this, he wrinkled his eyebrows, looked at him with an exploratory expression, walked over from him, saw him sit down, and his eyes were like a wolf that had been hungry for a few days, and he didn't take it back for a long time.

Jiang Futing was uncomfortable, and his sideburns raised his eyebrows: "What are you looking at?" ”

Bai Tang sighed with emotion: "I heard it on the phone yesterday, and after a few months, you don't miss me at all." When I saw it today, it was not true. ”

After he finished speaking, he smacked twice in a row.

Jiang Futing glanced at him, he didn't know where he came to this conclusion out of thin air, maybe he had stayed down there for too long, he was soaked in anger, and his brain was funny.

He grabbed something from the coffee table and stuffed it into Bai Tang's hand, hoping to gag his mouth.

But Bai Tang had been aggrieved for too long, and ordinary food could no longer soothe his injured heart, he looked at the things in his hand again and again, feeling like a child who was being coaxed by others for unreasonable reasons, and he was even more melancholy for a while.

He said with a look of resentment, "Look, you can't wait to send me away." ”

Jiang Futing's retracted hand was clicked, and he was stunned, turning his head sideways and looking at Bai Tang with a straight face.

He felt that this person was just idle and panicked, and then frowned: "If you are really bored, there are a bunch of melon seeds in the dried fruit jar on the table, which is enough for you to count and play." ”

Bai Tang really shut up in embarrassment, but it was a pity that what Jiang Futing said just now was heard by Lin Jin, who happened to come over.

Jiang Futing's voice immediately came from behind his ears: "Son, Mr. Bai is your elder anyway, it's not good to talk to him like this!" ”

Jiang Futing: "......"

Bai Tang smiled even more.

Jiang Futing could only silently calculate in his heart when he would be able to catch up with Bai Tang in strength, and then repay the new and old hatreds together.

Lin Jin saw that he didn't squeak, so he confessed his guilt, and didn't say much, and took one of the two scarves he was holding:

"It's cold now, especially morning and evening, bring it all! The two of you still wear so little on such a cold day, so you rely on your youth, and when you are old, you will fall ill, and you will suffer hard. ”

Jiang Futing responded lightly, and silently took it over and surrounded him, as long as he said two more words of rebuttal, Lin Jin could shoot at him in such a trivial matter.

Sure enough, Lin Jin changed the target of prying his mouth, and nagged Bai Tang with concentrated firepower:

"Mr. Bai, you also have to pay more attention to your body, although you look young now, your body is your own, and you should cherish it yourself."

She said and glanced at Jiang Futing meaningfully: "Don't be like my son, you have to be demeanor and not temperature." I have all opened up my body, and I don't necessarily talk about half of the object. ”

Bai Tang smiled sweetly, like a big-tailed wolf: "Auntie, don't worry, I cherish it myself, I also like the scarf you gave me very much, and I will regret it even more." ”

Lin Jin was overjoyed by his coaxing, and hurriedly said: "The scarf is also taken, then you have to eat, hurry up, don't go late, there is no place!" ”

Bai Tang immediately looked back at him in the next second and asked, "Isn't it already booked?" ”

Jiang Futing forcibly maintained the light breeze on his face, and was about to speak, Lin Jin guessed something smartly, and immediately explained to his son, which made matters worse: "Maybe my son was too busy today, so he forgot about it, and he didn't come out for a day in the house today." But he has a card in his hand, whether he has a reservation or not, as long as there is no one, he can eat it. ”

Bai Tang looked at Jiang Futing's gradually embarrassed appearance, slowly "ah-" for a moment, and said with a smile: "Jiang Futing, you also have times when things go wrong." ”

Jiang Futing seemed to be holding a big handle, and the roots of his ears were red.

He put on the outer clothes hanging on his hand, stood up and left, and hummed lightly: "Let's go, the location is everywhere." ”

Ten minutes later, the so-called reality taught him what it means to be 'location everywhere'.

Probably because his mouth was too open, or intellectually it was because he underestimated the flow of people on Saturdays.

Anyway, in such a five-star store, the tables are all occupied.

Bai Tang saw him being severely beaten by reality, and he didn't care about complaining that he couldn't eat, so he was only responsible for holding his breath on the side, trying not to let himself laugh.

Jiang Futing forcibly maintained the appearance of Mount Tai collapsing in front of him without changing color, and the two of them went to many homes, almost all of which were full.

Finally stood at the gate of a square, blowing a cold wind, and was forced to give up.

It was almost eight o'clock if he walked around any longer, and Jiang Futing poured a mouthful of cold wind into his mouth, and drank the northwest wind to his heart's content.

He wilted a little awkwardly and said, "I'm sorry. Or ......"

As he spoke, he paused again, he originally wanted to say that he should find a place casually, but he felt that Bai Tang had finally come back, would it be too casual.

The proposal that came to his lips was swallowed back down, and his mind was a mess.

Bai Tang seemed to see through it at a glance, retracted his understated gaze, and he took the lead in proposing: "I have a land, delicious food, will you go?" ”

Jiang Futing turned his head and said nothing.

Bai Tang added: "The street food stall has a long history, and he is older than you, and the boss is about to be your grandfather." Say it! To go or not to go? ”

Jiang Futing has been able to eat fine clothes and jade food since he was a child, and at most he has eaten a roadside breakfast near Bai Tang's house, which is already the limit.

As for the other street stalls, to be honest, he didn't think about them, and he wouldn't bother to think about them.

But this will see the excitement dancing in Bai Tang's eyes, as if the potential and the unknown have all turned into fresh excitement.

He immediately responded for no reason: "Okay! ”

As a city that has been on the high-speed train of development, from the large-scale development planned 20 years ago to the current thorough rise, the economy, politics, and unique culture have all become the unique symbols and symbols of City A.

Even the garbage cans on street corners and alleys with city icons are full of representation and uniqueness.

In such a thoroughly developed city, to be honest, the area that has been developed has strict jurisdiction, and street food is clearly stopped.

If you really want to set up a stall, you have to 'voucher' to work, this certificate is naturally issued by the Urban Management Bureau, after getting the certificate, the daily business has to be fixed at a fixed time, one minute early out of the stall is considered a violation, and one more square centimeter is considered a violation.

Anyway, in order to integrate the cityscape and take into account those who are inconvenient to support their families, the government is also heartbroken.

And what Bai Tang led Jiang Futing to go to was a stall that didn't even have a qualification certificate on the street corner.

The stall owner is an uncle in his fifties and nearly sixty, and for more than 20 years, he has been running through all the streets of City A, and in this city, he is like a walking map, even a few garbage cans on a road, and a few street lights, he knows it clearly.

As for why he didn't get the certificate, it was only because he had a disability in his left hand.

It is said that when he was in his twenties, he was working in a factory and accidentally got his wrist wrenched by a machine.

At that moment, the blood was blurred, the fingers and palms were twisted into mud, and the doctor could only save the nerve of one finger in the palm of his hand.

After transformation, one hand was changed into a board, and after his own unremitting efforts, he finally had a sense, and after decades, it has been used perfectly.

It's just a pity that because of the hand disability, people are worried about safety, and the rules and regulations of the charter system, the so-called qualification certificate, it is estimated that they will not be able to get out of this life.

Basically, every few weeks, I have to fight a guerrilla war with the chengguan for a few days.

And the foothold of today's guerrilla warfare is the old city.

The old houses in the vicinity have not been demolished.

Jiang Futing looked at the old houses around him that were shrouded in night, and suddenly thought of his high school classmates who he hadn't seen for a long time.

I don't know what happened to her younger brother, Li Yu'an? In terms of age, it is time to go to the third or fourth grade of elementary school.

While his thoughts were drifting, he followed Bai Tang to sit down at a random table by an old wall.

The paint on the walls of the fence has almost peeled off, and the bricks that have been piled up have more or less traces of weathering.

Sitting on the side, you can smell a little dry earth. When the wind blows, it can bring the ash down from it.

Bai Tang took out a bag of paper in his pocket, smashed it on Jiang Futing, and raised his chin against the table: "You are more particular, wipe it yourself." ”

After speaking, he looked at the open-air stove built by the electric tricycle not far away, and the two elderly couples were busy with their heads down.

He skillfully opened his mouth and howled: "Old Mao! Order! ”

The two heads hanging down in front of the stove raised their heads in unison, and their eyes lit up very synchronously.

The woman raised her elbow, swiped Lao Mao, and snatched the job directly from his hand: "Quick, go!" ”

As soon as Lao Mao let go, his greasy hands wiped twice on the apron, and he came over with the menu happily: "Yo! I haven't seen you in a long time! The last time I saw you, it was a big day! Your dog nose is still very smart, and you found it again this time. ”

"Your house is so well fried, my nose is not good, I'm sorry for your craftsmanship." Bai Tang took the menu and blew without blinking.

Lao Mao has long been used to blowing by his mouth, and there is no peace in his heart, the two of them have been going back and forth for more than ten years, saying that they are guests, but in fact they are more like friends, and they are happy to see him.

Jiang Futing's gaze swept over his face, and the old hair's yellowed and full face was covered with a layer of greasy light, and it was impossible to tell whether it was sweat oil or vegetable oil.

He was happy with a face that picked up money, just looking at it could make people happy, Bai Tang slapped the menu in front of Jiang Futing and grabbed his thoughts.

Jiang Futing looked at the menu in front of the table and asked inexplicably, "You don't order?" ”

Bai Tang looked stunned: "I've been eating at his house for more than ten years, and the menu is all in my head, you see what you want to eat first?" ”

Jiang Futing quickly glanced at the menu, to be honest, most of them were something he hadn't eaten, and there were some ordinary home-cooked stir-fries.

He hesitated for a long time, but he couldn't order anything, so he said, "I don't know, order what you often eat." ”

Bai Tang was not polite to him, he didn't think about it, and casually reported the name of the dish: "Spicy chicken, sauced beef, spicy crayfish, thirty strings of sheep." ”

Lao Mao quickly drew a ghost on the recipe, and after he finished drawing, he said with a smile: "Sheep soup——"

"Two bowls!"

Lao Mao smiled with the God of Wealth again, carried the vegetable book, and went non-stop.

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