Chapter 263: It's Him!
The person who bumped into it also spilled someone's tofu brain, Andy panicked, and said "I'm sorry" again and again.
The sneakers of the boy in front of him and the sweatpants were splashed with soup and white tofu dregs.
Andy's heart was weak for a while, and he was trying to find a napkin and hand it to him and let him wipe it.
I was mentally prepared in my heart, and it was estimated that the other party would reason with her.
But nothing she feared happened, and the boy's initial anger quickly dissipated, and he only whispered a few words.
Andy looked up and looked at the boy in front of him in astonishment.
When his gaze fell on the boy's face, Andy's eyes instantly froze, and a voice in his heart kept repeating, extremely firm:
It's him! That's him.
This person must be Jia Song, Jia Nan's brother.
He is too much like Jia Nan, with the smooth contours of his face, the high bridge of his nose and the curvature of the corners of his mouth when he speaks, as well as the indifference in his eyes...... All of this is the same as Jia Nan.
It's just that the boy in front of him is more youthful than Jia Nan, and he looks a little immature, and there are ...... There were also things she couldn't read hidden in her eyes.
Andy, of course, doesn't understand, it's a personality distortion and extreme inferiority caused by long-term repression.
Unexpectedly, she met one of the parties she was looking for in such a way.
Wen Jie's account replayed in her mind: Jia Song had been bullied by a group of teenage and semi-old boys for a long time, which caused him to have a split personality, and as long as he saw a lonely half-grown boy, he couldn't control his desire to commit violence.
Andyser winced and took a half-step back.
She hurriedly picked up the tofu brain in the plastic packaging box on the breakfast stall, put it in a plastic bag, and handed it to the boy in front of her: "Well, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, this is for you ......"
After hesitating for a moment, she stuffed a box of tofu brains into a plastic bag: "This is for your brother, and I will compensate you!" I didn't mean to, please forgive me! ”
Andy whispered to the boss that the two boxes of tofu brains were counted in her account.
Jia Song froze in place, looking at Andy stupidly, without reaching out to pick up the tofu brain, but he didn't mean to refuse.
Andy simply picked up the plastic bag and stuffed it into his hand, turned around and walked inside, picked a clean seat and sat down, and beckoned the boss to order.
She secretly glanced at Jia Song out of the corner of her eye, and the ...... That transvestite, hasn't gone yet.
Andy's heart was flustered: Why didn't Jason leave?
Did you find something?
She looked around at the humble breakfast stall, where the proprietor was a chubby, middle-aged woman with an apron of oily flowers, and was giving her what she had ordered.
Soon, soy milk, fritters and tea eggs were served.
Andy gestured to the table, and the boss brought the dishes containing the food to her and put them down with a big grin.
The dishes made a "click, click" sound when they hit the table, and her eyes naturally fell on the tabletop: it was a strip-shaped table, and the top was mottled with oil, and it looked unappetizing.
The few chairs around her are empty, and most of the people in the countryside eat breakfast at their own homes, and there are still a few who go out to spend money to buy breakfast.
Everything here shows that this is an ordinary village around M City in 2007.
The traffic here is blocked, the economy is slow, and people live a simple, rough and very regular life from sunrise to sunset.
And Jia Song, although he is handsome and has an outstanding temperament, it is estimated that most of them are inherited from his father or mother. The environment in which he grew up determined his vision and cognitive level.
It was impossible for him to understand the purpose of his trip.
Thinking of this, Andy breathed a sigh of relief, frowned slightly at the chopsticks in front of him, and silently picked up the chopsticks.