The leaders who came to eat at night that Master Liu said were coming soon, which was related to the supply of their state-run hotel, so the three masters added her dry milk and Sister Dajuan, who ordered outside, attached great importance to it.

The back kitchen was not lenient, and the four people were busy inside, so Yang Jingjing didn't stay long.

After leaving the state-run hotel, Yang Jingjing was looking for a corner in the alley, planning to finish eating the buckwheat steamed buns given by Master Liu and go home, because it was really difficult to explain it when she took it back like this.

She has to go to a place where few people go, otherwise if she meets Zhou Huahua and them, she will inevitably share them a little for the sake of 'good friendship', and she is reluctant.

Yang Jingjing looked around, and then raised her feet to a place not far away where the house looked relatively dilapidated, where few children would go to play, and it should be clean.

Yang Jingjing walked to the end of the alley, there is a family living here, although the house here looks old, but the door of this family is spotlessly clean, the door is also wiped clean, and the owner is a person who will live a more particular life.

Yang Jingjing squatted on the side, took out a buckwheat steamed bun and happily nibbled on the wall of the dead end.

The buckwheat steamed buns that Master Liu gave her are bright and yellow, not steamed with pure wheat noodles, mixed with a little rough white noodles and steamed together, the taste is naturally good, these two are rare things.

The buckwheat steamed buns taste soft and glutinous, and there is a unique sweetness of wheat, and Master Liu's steaming is also just right, the softness and hardness are moderate, Yang Jingjing took two bites, and her eyes were happy to rise.

This is much better than any red noodles, let alone black noodles, it is simply not something that people eat!

Although Yang Jingjing has a strong adaptability, it is difficult to be frugal from luxury, although she was not rich when she came, she could still eat white rice, but after coming here, she has not seen what rice looks like!

Yang Jingjing took two more bites, chewing while looking at the fist-sized steamed bun that was more than half left, suddenly, she felt the light dim, and then a drop of water dripped on the steamed bun.

Is it raining?

Yang Jingjing raised her head strangely, but she was met by a pair of dark eyes.

"I'll go!"

Frightened, Yang Jingjing hurriedly took a few steps back, widened the distance, and then looked at her position just now.

An unusually thin, shaved child, about six or seven years old, stared at her faintly, to be precise, at the scented buckwheat steamed bun in her hand, and drooling in his mouth.

Yang Jingjing's face turned pale, could it be the ...... that just dripped on her steamed bun Child's saliva, right?

Yang Jingjing looked at the child, and then at the steamed bun in her hand...... Although she didn't want to admit it, that drop of water seemed to be her saliva......

She stared at the child a little unlovingly, but the child did not move in the slightest because of her gaze, and still looked at the steamed bun in Yang Jingjing's hand intently.

"Gollum-"

This sound was particularly abrupt in this empty alley and this strange scene, Yang Jingjing judged that this was the scream of the child's stomach in front of her, so loud, how hungry must he be?

The child kept staring at her hand, and Yang Jingjing, who was watching, felt a little hairy in her heart, and got up to leave.

As soon as she stood up, the child also moved, she jumped in front of Yang Jingjing quickly, and said in her small voice: "Sister, I'm hungry and uncomfortable, can you smell it for me?" I definitely don't eat it, I just want to wait until I can have a fragrant dream when I go to sleep. ”

Listen to the voice, this flat-headed kid is a girl.

Her voice was too quiet, not as loud as her stomach, and she probably had no strength, and she said it too humbly, it sounded too pitiful, how could there be such a miserable little girl?

Yang Jingjing was a little soft-hearted, but she was reluctant to make buckwheat steamed buns, she was also pitiful now, she was still stingy, she felt that she had to take care of herself.

However, she couldn't eat the place where she had just been dripping, although the little girl in front of her was dressed in shabby, but it was still clean, but no matter how clean she was, she couldn't bear her saliva.

Yang Jingjing carefully pinched off the area around her drooling, about the size of two thumbs, and then handed it to her: "You taste the taste, the dream will be more fragrant when the time comes." ”

The little girl's eyes widened, and she looked at Yang Jingjing in disbelief, as if she didn't expect her to give her the steamed buns that smelled so sweet, and she could hold them in her mouth for a long time.

"Take it for you, don't you want to eat it?"

Yang Jingjing didn't believe that she didn't want to eat, but the little girl in front of her was a little timid.

The little girl took the steamed bun in Yang Jingjing's hand, and said to Yang Jingjing with a smile: "Thank you, sister, Ming'er is my third sister to marry, she told me that there will be a lot of food at that time, and I will invite my sister to eat when the time comes." After speaking, she carefully broke a little and put it in her mouth, and then slowly felt its taste: "Sister, I don't lie, really!" I'm going to eat enough tomorrow, what's my sister's name, I'll treat you to eat tomorrow. ”

"Yang-" Yang Jingjing stopped, paused for a moment, and then said, "Lili." ”

She didn't believe that this little girl could invite her to eat, she had lost weight like this, and if she had something to eat, she must have eaten it a long time ago! Just in case, it's better for her not to say her name.

The little girl nodded happily: "Sister Lili, my name is Dedi, you remember to come to me tomorrow." ”

Yang Jingjing felt that the name Dedi was a little familiar, Dedi? Dedi?

What does it have to do with Zhao Zhaodi?

"Do you have a sister named Zhao Zhaodi?"

"Sister Lili, do you know my third sister?" Dedi asked a little strangely, then clapped her hands, and suddenly realized: "I know, Sister Lili, you are a relative of my brother-in-law, right?" She's going to get married tomorrow, so you're coming to see her, right? ”

has a sister named Zhao Zhaodi, who is also the third in line, and she happens to be married.

Yang Jingjing is sure that this is Zhao Bengen - this time her mission is undoubtedly over.

Dedi is also the task she has to complete, looking at her hungry and weak, Yang Jingjing is a little afraid of her hungry dog leash, then her task can be regarded as a failure.

She handed the buckwheat steamed bun that she had only eaten in her hand to Dedi: "I'm not a relative of your brother-in-law, I'm a good friend of your sister, let's eat this for you." By the way, I just said it wrong, my name is Yang Jingjing, not Yang Lili. ”

Yang Jingjing doesn't have the habit of doing good deeds and leaving other people's names, and the special task she took over is in this house, and it is estimated that she has to get along often during this time, and it is necessary to brush up her good feelings.

Yang Jingjing saw that she was too timid to take it, so she directly stuffed it in her hand and said to her: "Eat, when will your sister go to her mother-in-law's house tomorrow?" I'll take a look at her. ”

Zhao Dedi pinched the soft and somewhat unreal buckwheat steamed bun in her hand, and said in a daze: "It's noon." ”