"Well, in the nineties, you have to go back."

Wen'er looked at the names that appeared on the scroll and said with a smile, "This task is easy, and it is in your own body in your previous life, it is very convenient to act." ”

"Really?"

Wan Buyu looked at Wen'er suspiciously, "What is hiding from me?" ”

"You can't say it, you can guess it yourself."

Wen'er picked out a mirror with a slight sense of age for a year, "Sister Foolish, please." ”

"You guys, if you can't say anything, aren't you afraid of being suffocated by words?"

Wan Buyu patted Wen'er's forehead and got into the mirror.

"Wait for us!"

Jin Mu and Lao Gui caught up with Wan Buyu, and the three of them slid down the slide to the nineties.

In the era of the three major jingles, BB machines can be seen everywhere, and even, hanging a chain on the BB machine and swaggering up, it is the most beautiful cub on this street.

"Ah, what a nostalgia, this era..."

Wan Bufool squatted on the side of the road with a cigarette in his mouth, looking at the street full of bell bottoms and toad mirrors, and occasionally walked by a few beautiful young ladies in ruffled dresses.

"Even the smoke has become like this."

Wan Buyu looked at the red Ximei in her hand, her face was slightly embarrassed, and the passers-by pointed at her, so she hurriedly put away the cigarette.

Got up and passed by a glass window, like a fool to see what he was wearing, fortunately, he was also a shirt lover in his last life...

It's this jeans, it's really...

It's just not stupid, it's just that, in this era, it's not ashamed or ashamed...

But... Where's home!?

"Old tortoise."

"Foolish sister... You seem to be working from outside the country and haven't bought a house..."

"There's always a rental house, right?"

Wan Buyu's face darkened, pinching the old turtle between his fingers, and his eyes narrowed, "In this era, if I sell you, I can not only buy a house, do you know?" ”

"Foolish sister, foolish sister! Calm down! I'll look for it now! ”

The old turtle trembled, and without waiting for Wan Buyu to slap her flat, she fled back to the void with a smoke to find Wan Buyu's residence.

"The two of us, let's just take a stroll."

Wan Buyu patted the black umbrella in his pocket, and Jin Mu hid it inside.

"Master, I sense someone following us."

"Who."

"It's supposed to be an acquaintance, but he's higher than mine, I can't tell who he is, but there's no hostility."

Acquaintances...

Wan Buyu pondered for a while, since there is no malice, then let him go, he will always appear, and it will be clear when the time comes.

Just walking aimlessly, strolling, like no foolishness, there is no sense of integration at all.

This age is too long, I'm afraid it's my grandfather's generation.

Not to mention grandpa, I haven't even met my parents.

Alas.

Wan Buyu walked around a corner and saw a breakfast shop, and there were soy milk fritters for sale at noon.

"Big sister, come and drink a bowl of soy milk!"

The aunt who sells soy milk greeted warmly, and Wan Buyu checked the space left by the old turtle through internal vision.

Well, it seems, there are banknotes of this era.

"Auntie, come to a bowl of soy milk, sweet, and another fritter."

"Okay! Big sister sit down, hot soy milk! Be careful not to burn your mouth! ”

The aunt smiled and brought a bowl of soy milk to Wan Buyu, sandwiched a crispy golden fritters, "Big sister, there is sugar here, if you don't think it's sweet enough, add it yourself!" ”

"Thank you."

Wan Buyu divided the fritters into two, and when he bit down, the fritters flowed oil in his mouth, and the crunching sound could be heard crisply.

The soy milk is smooth and sweet, there is no okara at all, and a few tiny bubbles emerge clearly.

I miss days like this.

How long has it been since I had such a day?

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