Before leaving the city, Ji Yu deliberately asked Guan Shan to spare the road and went back to Dongdajie again.

First, I said hello to Xin Ziqi, and by the way, asked him to inform Hu Liang that he would hurry home after the pharmacy stopped work on the 28th, don't delay too much, and his family is waiting for him to reunite for the holiday.

The second is because of the old Taoist.

Recently, the old Taoist priest often comes to the store to eat, although there is no one after rubbing, but twice a day, the thunder does not move, and it is on time.

Ji Yu thought that he was also here today, and the year-end banquet decided to count him as a share, but he didn't expect to see no one all day.

Although there is no need or obligation, if you leave without saying hello, there will be nowhere to eat during the Spring Festival......

In fact, you shouldn't be starving to death, after all, all these years have passed......

Ji Yu was about to say forget it, Guan Shan had already stopped the carriage.

The old Taoist priest put his hands in his sleeves and sat at the door of Ji's Flavor Industry, snorting with a handful of snot and tears.

"You guys are too lacking in morality, you will close the store without saying anything, if you starve to death and freeze to death at the door of your store, who is to blame?!"

Ji Yu lifted the curtain and said angrily: "What are you afraid of freezing to death and starving to death, you can just go to see your ancestor and master, but you have to pick another feng shui treasure, my store is in the way of you?" Kind enough to come back in circles, but you relied on it, forget about Guanshan, let's go. ”

The old Taoist priest immediately couldn't hold it, pounced on the reins, and refused to let him go.

"Huh? Don't go! When I said that, I actually knew in my heart that you two kind-hearted laymen would not ignore me. ”

Ji Yu glanced at him, didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and asked him directly where he planned to go for the New Year.

The old Taoist priest said with a bitter face: "Barren mountains, broken temples...... Where else can I go? ”

Ji Yu unceremoniously debunked him: "Don't sell miserably here, the ten taels of silver that you snatched from Huang Linhan before are enough for you to eat and drink well for the New Year." I deliberately came around to tell you, before the fifteenth day of the first month, you can take care of your own food and accommodation, the store is not open, and you come for nothing. ”

The old Taoist priest counted with his fingers, not only his face was bitter, but even his heart was bitter.

"It's going to take more than half a month? Alas, how bitter is the life of the poor road, just a few days of comfortable days, and then he was swept out of the house......"

Zhang Cuicui looked at him so strange and pitiful, and pulled Ji Yu: "Do you want him to live in the store?" ”

Anyway, everyone is gone, and several rooms in the backyard are empty, so it's better to leave someone to watch the door.

"I'm afraid he'll set it on fire."

This old Taoist priest was covered with fog, Ji Yu didn't believe him, so he naturally didn't worry about leaving him alone in the store.

She didn't avoid the old Taoist priest when she said this, and the old Taoist priest suddenly became angry.

"Poor Dao pretends to be a ghost for you, makes wind and rain, and in the end you will be guarded against by you as a thief? Let's go! If you don't enter this store, you don't need to take care of the poor road, the world is big, and you have your own poor road ......"

Ji Yu lifted one to break him.

"You stopped first, but I didn't let you stay in the hotel, and I didn't say that I didn't care about you. If you really don't have a place to go, go to my house for the New Year, it's always okay, right? ”

The old Taoist priest was stunned for only a moment, and the expression on his face completed the seamless switch between grief and excitement, which looked funny.

"Poor Dao knows! Just know you can't get the wrong person! ”

"So are you going or not going?"

After the old Taoist priest was moved, he waved his hand and said in a particularly ethereal and unbeaten tone: "People outside the poor Taoist party have long been out of the ordinary, and the New Year is only a normal day for me, so I still don't go to ......."

Ji Yu didn't even bother to roll her eyes, and lowered the car curtain: "Let's go." ”

It's over if she said no, it's a complaint and a miserable sale here, delaying her time in vain.

The old Taoist priest was shameless, chased after him and grabbed the window, and poked his unkempt head into the carriage: "On the sixteenth day of the first month, the poor road came to the door on time to eat!" ”

Ji Yu was about to reach out and push him down, but when she heard him oops, her hand holding the small window let go, and the whole person fell to the ground.

Although the carriage had just started and was not moving fast, the old Taoist priest was also old, so he had to fall in case of a bad fall......

Guan Shan seemed to anticipate what she was thinking, and told her through the curtain that it was okay.

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, I heard the old Taoist's angry scolding.

Who do you scold? Naturally, he scolded Guan Shan.

scolded him for having no conscience, scolded him for being ungrateful, and scolded him for abusing the elderly...... Well, listening to the sound is full of energy, it seems that there is really no problem.

"Let's go."

It was already dark when I returned to Dafeng Village.

The carriage stopped at the door of Zhang Cuicui's house first, helped her deliver things into the house, politely refused Aunt Liu's hospitality to keep food, and went directly to Hu's house.

Widow Xie let the two of them go into the stove room to eat, and the New Year's goods were unloaded by Hu Ximei and Hu Dacheng.

Ji Yu pondered, it's all like this, Dabao must have eaten it, and Ji Mingfang can't be hungry for him.

She and Guan Shan simply ate at Widow Xie's house.

Widow Xie guessed that they would return late, so she specially left the meal, and the stove had been sandwiched with firewood, and the rice was still hot.

After the two finished eating, they told Widow Xie the date of Hu Liang's return, and then drove home.

Ji Mingfang did make dinner, but Dabao didn't eat it.

"He doesn't seem to be very happy today, and I don't know if he's sick......"

Ji Yu glanced at the lights in the West House and said follow him.

Ji Mingfang felt that something was wrong with the sister and brother, and it was not easy to ask, so he went back with the oil lamp.

The snow was deep, and it was freezing again at night, Ji Yu was not at ease, so she asked Guan Shan to send it.

After Guan Shan went out, Ji Yu entered the Westinghouse.

Dabao didn't read or write, he sat on a chair and was distracted, and he didn't even use a fire bucket.

I heard the sound of the door being pushed and turned my head to look.

Seeing that it was Ji Yu, her wet eyes blinked, and her eye circles seemed to be red.

Ji Yu was indifferent and asked, "It's been a day, have you come up with anything famous, is there anything you want to tell me?" ”

Dabao looked at her, his lips moved, and he lowered his head again.

Not a word.

Okay, very.

Ji Yu didn't even enter the door, and took the door directly.

Inside, Dabao looked up at the closed door, a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes, and then pursed his lips again.

Guan Shan soon returned. After the two sent the New Year's goods into the grocery room, Guan Shan went to the backyard to feed the wind, and Ji Yu went into the stove room to boil hot water.

Lifting the lid of the pot and looking at the rice that hadn't moved much, Ji Yu hesitated.

No meals, no fire buckets...... Isn't it just that she will feel distressed if she eats it?

If you feel distressed, you will soften, and then you will pick it up high and put it down gently.

That's exactly what she used to be. Maybe that's why I'm used to it.

Thinking of this, Ji Yu was ruthless, found a dog food bowl, scooped all the rice into it and served it to rhubarb and A, B, C, D.

When the hot water was boiled, Ji Yu raised her voice and called Dabao.

After a while, Dabao slowly appeared at the door of the stove room.

The washbasin and footbasin are already mixed with water, and the toothbrush and tooth powder are ready, which seems to be the same as before, but it is clearly different.

After Dabao finished washing, he returned to the Westinghouse without saying a word.

Ji Yu and Guan Shan finished washing up and went back to the house.

After tying the door of the hall from the inside, she glanced at the light leaking from the crack in the door of the West House, Ji Yu's footsteps paused slightly, and she entered her room directly.

Sleepless nights.

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Chapter 497: Sleepless Nights