Wan Buyu ate half of the fritters and soaked the other half into the soy milk, and the oil of the fritters quickly spread out on the surface of the soy milk, forming a light golden circle floating layer.

Put the soaked soft fritters into your mouth again, and with a gentle bite, the soy milk absorbed in the fritters comes out again.

Soft with crispy, salty with sweet.

I'm afraid this is the essence of soy milk fritters.

"Hmm..."

Really satisfied.

Wan Buyu finished eating it contentedly, and instinctively lit a cigarette.

"Ah, the big sister smoking? This cigarette is precious, don't smoke it, beware of your body. ”

Wan Buyu went to settle the bill, and the aunt looked at Wan Buyu, who was skillfully holding a cigarette, comforted, and handed over a piece of candy.

"Come on, big girl, let's eat this."

"Thank you."

Wan Buyu hurriedly extinguished his cigarette and stuffed the sugar into his mouth.

This is the taste from the nineties, the rich lychee fragrance, which is unique to the memory and has never been able to remember.

Ever since she knew who she was, she often had some strange memories.

For example, this lychee-flavored sugar.

She certainly didn't have that in her time, but she remembered it so well.

"Foolish sister—"

The voice of the old turtle fell from the sky, and a crow, an old turtle with a small blue diamond in its mouth, flew over Wan Buyu's head.

"I've found a home—"

As the crow returned, the old turtle's voice faded away.

"That stupid turtle."

Jin Mu complained, a golden light penetrated the crow's nest, the crow didn't react, and the old turtle was caught by Jin Mu back into Wan Buyu's hands.

It was also stained with the small fluff of the young crows.

"Foolish sister... I found... You're home..."

The old turtle passed the address to Wan Buyu's mind, and Wan Buyu immediately ran in that direction.

"Damn, so far!"

Wan Bu foolishly picked a road with few people, and with great speed, brushed the street and came to her residence.

Fortunately, it's not dilapidated, it's a two-story house, right on the side of the road, and a small yard.

"How much does it cost to rent it..."

Wan Buyu frowned, although she is a rich person now, but she doesn't bring such a ho, can't she rent twenty or thirty square meters casually?

Also with a yard!

It's a luxury.

There are also two bikes in the yard, my god... How expensive bicycles are in this era!

Wouldn't it be rented too? Shouldn't it?

Wan Buyu touched his pocket, and sure enough, there was a key.

"Master, two bicycles, will it be two people?"

Jin Mu reminded that such a large residence and two means of transportation are not like living alone.

"Who do you think it will be? Tracking our people? ”

Wan Buyu asked, pushing open the door on the first floor.

"What is this..."

On the ground floor is the living room and kitchen, along with a bathroom, just littered with goods everywhere.

Wan Buyu casually looked at the contents of the bag, "Towel?" ”

A traditional white towel embroidered with huge peony flowers, and a red towel for weddings, embroidered with mandarin ducks and a hundred years of good harmony.

There are also slightly more avant-garde plaid towels, as well as small hand towels, saliva towels, and so on.

"Seemingly, I'm a, a towel seller?"

Wan Buyu rummaged through the towel and heard the movement upstairs.

"There's someone upstairs!"

"Go up and have a look!"

Wan Buyu walked up the wooden staircase to the second floor, where there were two rooms and a balcony, and clothes were drying on the balcony.

"There are men."

Wan Buyu looked at the men's clothes fluttering in the wind, and felt a little uncomfortable.

No way?

It can't be a man like a husband, right?

No, no, no, no...

Wan Buyu cautiously pushed open a certain room, and breathed a long sigh of relief, this was obviously her room, and there was a floor-to-ceiling mirror.

"Not stupid, are you back?"

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