Chapter 3: Please Come With Me
Du Yu coveted the beautiful daughter of the owner of the steamed bun shop in front of her, her white and tender little hands, and the big meat buns under her little hands that were whiter and softer than her skin!
"Look, Dad. Steamed buns made by machines are sold quickly. The yield is high, the appearance is good, and the most important thing is that you save effort! β
In the store, the young woman coquettishly said to the man who was over half a hundred years old next to her.
"Are you burying the ugly buns made by your parents? Alas, this bun is so white, I don't know if there is anything in it. If you really want to buy back a machine, it will cost tens of thousands, right? You're really tired of your father! β
"Oh, what do you mean by that? What is the old life and the little life nonsense! I'm not all for your good, let you save some snacks in the future, don't get up early every day. β
"It's good if you let us save our worries, and I don't know when we can get a boyfriend back."
A man with white sideburns rubbing his apron in his hands and bowing his head.
"Hmph, what are you looking at? The buns are sold out! β
The woman turned around in anger and saw Du Yu standing at the door of the store stupidly, and did not speak, so she suddenly became angry.
"Hey, how do you talk to the guests! The girl's family is not sensible, don't be angry, little brother, I won't compensate you. Seeing that the situation was wrong, the man quickly ran out from behind the counter and nodded vigorously in apology.
"You're hungry and uncomfortable this night, we can't let you go back empty-handed, there are still two big meat buns with noodles left, if you don't dislike it, I'll give it to you, right? Eat with confidence, it's all hand-wrapped by me! β
Du Yu silently took the big bun and gnawed it directly. I don't care about the process at all.
The man in front of him was still hesitating, talking to himself, "I won't make steamed buns in the future, welcome to eat new steamed buns tomorrow!" β
After saying that, he was embarrassed left and right, and went back to the inner room with his waist bent.
"It's not promising!"
As soon as the woman saw Du Yu's unkempt hair and disheveled appearance, her face was full of disgust and she turned away.
After eating, Du Yu casually threw the bag into the dry garbage bin, turned around and walked out of the store. Before leaving, he glanced back at the name of the shop, there was a steamed bun shop.
It's nice to have a home.
Early the next morning, Du Yu arrived at the appointment on time. As soon as it opened, it was blocked outside the steamed bun shop.
Last night there was nowhere to go, and he didn't know what to do, so he took advantage of the dead of night to jump into the roadside creek and take a bath.
It is said that it is a small river, but in fact it is called a ditch. Du Yu smoothed his shoulder-length hair and sniffed his clothes, which was very good, but there was no smell.
Ahh Eat with a mouth full of oil. Today's meat buns are different from last night, the vermicelli meat buns are all dry, large and fragrant. This meat bun is a frozen filling, once the high temperature, the surface of the meat jelly immediately melts, and the oil soup splashes everywhere.
Although the buns are a little smaller, and the taste is not much different, there are so many here, don't be afraid to be full!
Du Yu looked at the empty basket, and the steamer on the pot was stacked several more layers.
"Sir, please settle the account first." The woman I saw last night frowned and walked over and tapped the table to remind the guy who was eating.
She didn't recognize Du Yu for a while, and she didn't necessarily recognize it for two hours, and it was useless to recognize it.
This guy is not big, he eats a lot, and he picks the most expensive fillings to eat. The money for the buns he eats alone is more than the store's income for a day.
Is it a big stomach king eating broadcast? The woman secretly tilted her neck to look at Du Yu, but she didn't see the equipment, but the person was a little familiar.
"No, ahem!"
It's not polite to respond to others without speaking, and for the sake of inviting him to a big meal, Du Yu decided to say something.
But he forgot that he was still stuffed with dough and oil soup and meat filling, and as soon as he opened his mouth and spit out a word, his throat was choked, and the table was full of food scraps in one breath.
"Ahem, ahem, ahem!"
Weakness Strike -2!
-3 piercing damage!
His chest felt as if it was being burned by fire, but Du Yu felt a chill in his heart. It's over, it's not going to be tuberculosis, is it? What is tuberculosis? Anyway, the cough is right!
The table and chair fell over, and finally stopped coughing, Du Yu got up with a weak face, grabbed a paper towel to wipe the oil stains on his hands, and apologized slightly.
"No money."
The hoarse bellows-like voice swept past her ears, and the woman couldn't believe it, she couldn't believe that there was such an inhuman voice, and she couldn't believe that someone would eat steamed buns without giving money.
Is this still human?
"What's wrong? Be careful. Are you messing up again? β
Cai's father wiped his hands clean with an apron and hurriedly trotted over to relieve the siege.
"Look at him!"
She stomped her feet angrily, and her face was red and white.
"It's last night's little brother. You see this, this? Alas! β
The man sighed and buried himself in packing up his things, not allowing the people around him to watch and affect the business. He didn't say anything, because it was useless to say it, and the customer didn't give money, what could you do?
He is tens or hundreds of dollars this time, and he can still let the police arrest him. I hope you can go away and don't come back to the scourge.
"Uncle Cai, what's the matter with you, so lively? Yes, it's a new bun! It's made by a machine, it's not as delicious as Auntie's bag, but you can save some effort. β
"It's good to save effort, don't exhaust your old man."
A handsome young man in a public security uniform walked through the crowd, approached, and familiarly picked up the buns on the floor steamer and tasted one.
"Who do you say is an old man, is my dad that old?"
Cai Xiaoshen has a bad temper these days, and he wants to rush when he catches anyone.
"Uncle Cai is not old, I am naΓ―ve and ignorant! Okay, Miss? β
After saying that, the young man laughed, and he asked again, "What's the matter with you?" Early in the morning. β
After knowing the ins and outs, he approached Du Yu and thought about how to deal with it. But the more I thought about it, the more I felt that something was wrong, why did this person look familiar?
"You, come with me to the bureau."
"Jianchuan, it's not that serious, right? This little brother doesn't look like a bad guy, and everyone has times when they are in trouble. β
Cai's father was at a loss to persuade.
"Alright, don't worry about it when you're old, it's not a big deal. I asked my dad for the food money. I came out in a hurry today, and I didn't bring anything. β
After Jiang Jianchuan finished speaking, he patted Du Yu on the shoulder with his right hand and motioned for him to follow.
As soon as his hand slapped up, before he could react, a force of backlash hit him and stumbled.
"Okay, something! Don't be too arrogant as an illegal resident. β
Jiang Jianchuan felt that his face couldn't hold it, and he immediately used words to cover up his mistake. Lifting his belt, his fist rested on Du Yu's chest again, looking confident.
Du Yu glanced at him seriously, let down his guard, and followed obediently.
"Gnaw old, waste, sloppy ghost!"
A woman surnamed Cai secretly waved her fist behind her and cursed in a low voice.
"Name?"
"Du Yu."
"Gender?"