The "tsk" sound of chewing gum keeps coming from the master's mouth, and it can be seen that he is biting very hard. Shi Jiaojiao felt funny when she heard it, and said with one hand on her waist: "Spit it out, it's useless to chew it again, I smell the smell of cigarettes here!" "Hey, hey." The master really used candy paper to pinch out the chewing gum that had no sweetness from his mouth, pressed it into the smoke and sand on the porch, and said, "There is no list today, smoke one to relax, I didn't think about it when I went to work!" ”

"Then I'll reluctantly believe you again." Shi Jiaojiao clapped her hands and muttered, and the master grinned and secretly rejoiced. Shi Jiaojiao recently went home to get married, and she was so bitter that Shi's father and master Shi, whenever she wanted to take a sip of wine or come to relieve pressure and smoke, she was most afraid of being bumped into by this ancestor! The master licked his sweet tongue and came up with a way to get out, "Aren't you looking for your parents, under the acacia in the fishing tackle shop." "What are you doing anywhere, and you don't do anything!" "Who knows, I've been standing for a long time!"

Shi Jiaojiao found the fishing tackle shop with a stomach full of doubts, just in time for the store to close, the shopkeeper held the light sign of the broken shop, and greeted Shi Jiaojiao happily when he saw him, Shi Jiaojiao stopped and said with a smile: "It's just night, Uncle closed the store so early?" The shopkeeper, who was in his fifties, nodded, "Tomorrow my son is going to the field, go back early to accompany him!" Shi Jiaojiao thought of the thin male student who had just entered college, and exclaimed, "Why did you start school so late?" "Haha!" The uncle laughed loudly, "I've already done an internship, and life flies!" "Ah......" Shi Jiaojiao exclaimed and laughed embarrassedly.

A path leads to the avenue leading to the resort, lined with strong acacias, native to the planning process. The flowering season is long past now, and even the leaves are almost gone, and the canopy of the trees can be seen in the outline of the night. Under the tree, the Shi family and his wife were waving goodbye to an aunt of the same age, who was a villager whom Shi Jiaojiao didn't recognize.

"Who?" Shi Jiaojiao walked over and asked loudly, which suddenly startled Shi's mother and shouted: "Walking like a cat, there is no sound at all." Shi Jiaojiao pouted, "It's you who are so engrossed, I've been chatting with the owner of the fishing tackle shop for several days!" Seeing that his wife and daughter were arguing vividly and funny, Father Shi crossed his waist and asked briskly, "Why did you run out?" Shi Jiaojiao's eyebrows rose when she heard this, "I should ask you if it's okay, the store is busy with a pot of porridge, and the boss and lady sneak out to hide from it!" ”

Mother Shi was still wearing the apron in the store, so she took it off and asked, "It's almost, right?" Shi Jiaojiao nodded, briefly talked about the situation of the sweet potato balls, and asked angrily: "What is the important matter, let you discuss it for half a day?" Shi's mother looked at her husband, and Shi's father rubbed his nose when he saw this, "I'll go to the store first." The man had not taken a few steps before the woman took her daughter's arm, drew her closer under the acacia tree, and whispered, "It's the master of the shop." ”

"Master? What's wrong with him, he's leaving? Shi Jiaojiao's eyes widened as round as a light bulb, and Shi's mother couldn't help but sigh, "You heard about me!" Shi Jiaojiao was ashamed of her impatience, quickly reined in her movements, and whispered, "You say what you say." Mother Shi looked in the direction where the aunt had left just now, and said, "That's the aunt of Zhuangzi in the west, who told our master to kiss." Shi Jiaojiao's eyebrows were twisted, "Say kiss? "Ahh Mother Shi's tone was solemn, "He's not a bachelor!" ”

Shi Jiaojiao, who was about to get married, still felt embarrassed when she heard the topic of the elders' marriage, and she was short of words for a while, and stammered: "Then, does the master know about this?" This question asked Shi's mother where she was in a hurry, and the woman smacked her lips, "It's just that he refuses, he has said it a few times before, and he doesn't reply vaguely." The woman fell in love with him, and asked this lady to ask for a last time, but this time it didn't work and there was nothing to look back about. "What's going on?"

It turned out that the woman who looked like the master was a fisherman on the lake, divorced from her husband and had no children, and never remarried. Once I came to the "Happy Little Stove" to eat a relative's birthday wine, I met the master chef who came out of the back kitchen and said a few words, and I put it to heart. The woman was a cool person, and after taking the initiative to inquire about the master's family background, she immediately asked her sister-in-law in the Zhuangzi on the west side to come to her relatives. Mother Shi had seen the woman twice, and in her opinion, she couldn't be more than a match for the master.

"It stands to reason that they talk about family affairs like this, unlike when they are young, they don't have many things, they look at it and say that it has been done, and if they don't look at it, they understand it very well! But this master is confusing, and people are willing to see it, and he is not salty and indifferent, but he doesn't give people a clear word, I have never seen such a foolish single! Shi Jiaojiao heard that the woman didn't choose what to say, and quickly drank, "Mom! The woman patted her head, "Everyone is anxious about him!" ”

Shi Jiaojiao held her mother's arm, tilted her head and thought about it, and said softly: "It seems that the master has his own ideas, so outsiders should not worry about it!" Mother Shi spread her hands, "I'm afraid I won't be able to meet such a good one again!" Shi Jiaojiao was moved by her parents' true feelings for treating the master as if she were her own brother, and said warmly: "Your well-intentioned master must all understand, then, on the other hand, you have to give the master enough room to consider, and you can't rush to have a good marriage!" ”

"Hey!" Mother Shi dragged her daughter's silky little hand, put it in the palm of her hand and stroked it, raised her eyes to look at the brightly colored night sky, and sighed: "I won't tell you, your father and I are both worried, and he still thinks about the people of the Erlin family!" "Ah......" Shi Jiaojiao was stunned for a while, she had long forgotten that the master and Sister-in-law Erlin had that dewy relationship, and made her debut casually, "Won't it?" Erlinge's family has moved to other places! "Who knows?" Shi's mother turned her head to look at her daughter, "Sister-in-law Erlin called me, and she was still thinking about the master in and out of her words!" ”

The mother and daughter walked slowly to the store, and when they saw a group of customers waiting to pay the bill, the cashier was surrounded by customers, and then went around to the side door. Shi Jiaojiao couldn't accept it for a while, so she walked into the dark and asked, "What does Sister-in-law Erlin want, does she want a divorce?" Mother Shi shook her head, "Impossible, if you don't say anything else, the two children can't let go!" Shi Jiaojiao smacked her lips at no point, and the woman stopped by the door and said, "Still restless!" Master Fu's heart has just settled a little, and when she meets a good woman with signs, she comes to tease again......"

Shi Jiaojiao felt that the discussion between the mother and daughter was too explicit, and she grinned and wanted to end the topic casually, so she said: "This can only depend on the master himself, we ......" Shi's mother pushed open the door, took the initiative to stop Shi Jiaojiao's words, and said: "Don't say it, let the master hear us talk about him behind our backs, it's not good." Shi Jiaojiao pursed her lips, said a sullen "um", and reached out for her mother against the door that would automatically close, secretly marveling at the complexity of human feelings.