I was going to eat river crab tonight, but I didn't have a pot, no oil, no salt, so I had to do it.

A full trouser stall of river crabs, picking up some firewood for barbecue, is too wasteful.

Wang Zhe put them all in a large wooden basin, borrowed another wooden basin buckle lid, put an inch of water, and let them spit bubbles.

It should not be smoked, and I usually wash my feet and face, and I don't smell the smell.

The next day, the morning will be held. Wang Zhe went to his mother's stall and took some spicy strips, and several other little ghosts of the Tiger King Gang loved to eat them very much, so let them eat more spicy strips, and they could also save a lot of money on dishes.

When I came back, I bought some spices, fuel and cooking wine.

The fuel here is not pure, and I don't know how it works, but it should be enough to cook crabs, and the iron pot is too big to be replaced with an aluminum basin.

The cooking wine smells very good, and it is just right to remove the fish. Wang Zhe found that the liquor here is very pure, and the degree is not low, but the types of liquor are too simple, rice wine, fruit wine, and liquor...... The most important beer is not there, no wonder there are so few with big bellies.

Spicy bars, beer, smoking, perm...... Hehe, don't worry, there will be.

Wang Zhemei hummed a little song, but was bumped into by a ghost.

"Brother, I didn't mean to, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Of course you didn't mean it, you did it on purpose, and you still need me to remind you? Money belt! ”

When the child saw that the little trick was recognized, he turned around and ran, looking back while running, his little face was terrified, but he was extremely stubborn.

With Wang Zhe's physique, his speed is twice as fast as that of ordinary people, and he can easily catch the child, take back the wallet, and subdue the child.

"Tell me, why did you rob me of my wallet? Thieves are to be caught and sent to hard labor, and they do not learn at a young age. ”

"I'm hungry!"

Wang Zhe was stunned, and was hit in the softest part of the center.

"Where's your father?"

"No father, no mother."

"Loved ones?"

"Nope."

"Well, come with me and eat something first."

"Really?"

"Really."

Wang Zhe really couldn't let a six or seven-year-old child wander the streets so pitifully, and the psychology of his twenties and the humanity of the two worlds did not allow him to turn a blind eye to this.

If he was only a twelve-year-old, he would pay for a few hot buns to feed the child.

But he is a fake teenager, his real psychology has matured, and he has his own ideas and plans, so he doesn't mind taking in a child with sound hands and feet, cultivating it from an early age, and becoming his right-hand man.

Kindness is not pure, it is mixed with other purposes. There may be pure good people in the world, but it is by no means Wang Zhe, he is not the kind of person who does not want to repay the kindness.

Everyone has their own value, and if you work for the boss to get paid, can you say that the boss is using you? Even if it is, you don't want to be taken advantage of, and some people do.

The fact is so helpless, full of exploitation and being used, and it would be crazy to think about these all day long, so as long as the interests are aligned, why not be willing to be used.

The child was eating hot buns, his face was full of happiness, walking behind Wang Zhe, and stars appeared in his eyes.

He didn't care what the person in front of him asked him to do, he only knew that the person in front of him would not harm him and could let him eat well.

"The last time I ate steamed buns seemed to be half a year ago, when my sister was still ...... Sister ......"

The child half-squinted, held back his tears, did not let himself cry, and followed behind Wang Zhe strongly, no longer wandering, and his fate was completely different.

Because he brought a child, Wang Zhe did not go to the main gate, for fear of being discovered by his mentor.

He took the child to the east wall, climbed over the wall first, reached out and grabbed the child, put him on the other side, and then jumped down.

Who can be stopped by a wall of less than two meters? Hehe, in order to surf the Internet, the three-meter-high second floor dared to jump down directly.

What was the body like before and what is it now? This wall is like a fiction!

Wang Zhe took the child to the Houshan River, asked him to wash himself in the shallow water, and then pointed to a shade of a tree: "You can play around here after you take a bath, and I will come to see you in the late afternoon." I can't leave the academy these days, I can't take you home, so you can make do with it. ”

When buying buns for children, Wang Zhe also bought two for himself, and his lower abdomen was slightly full, so he didn't go to the dining hall and went back to the dormitory.

Wang Zhe pulled the wooden box containing the crab out from under the bed, changed the water, and poured a few sips of cooking wine into it.

Of course, now is not the time to put cooking wine, but Wang Zhe has a strange psychology, always thinking that if he puts a little bit now, the fragrance of cooking wine can be completely integrated into the crab's body.

It's just fooling around, thinking that in this way you can make a drunken crab.

Hehe, knowing that the drunken shrimp wants to make a drunken crab in a pattern, young man, you really think too much.

It was still early before the opening of the afternoon class, Wang Zhe climbed into bed and wanted to take a nap.

After closing my eyes, my mind became obsessed and I began to daydream again.

……

The fireflies flickered, like stars across the long night, embellished with beautiful dreams.

Lovely laughter, unreasonable trouble, words and deeds lead anyone into a dream - the dream of two people who weave alone.

However, the dream will eventually wake up, and when you want to figure out the dream, it is indeed clear, but the eyes are no longer soft, but lonely cold, directly freezing your fiery heart.

When you want to make up for the broken dream, it is indeed round, but there is only one person left in it, and the smile when you wave your hand stings your eyes.

Moved by dreams, walk for dreams.

Knowing that she is the rainbow of the end of the world, it is unreachable, and she has to keep tiptoeing to catch it, knowing that she is the shadow of the cape, it is out of reach, and she has to run along the cliff.

I was tired of jumping, running laps, and only a decadent bend was left, going crazy alone in the long lonely night.

Just when you promised to give up, Liuying suddenly appeared.

Some surprises, some surprises, some unease, some expectations, this moment should have been possible and yet nothing happened. The moment he turned to leave, Fang understood that this was another self-righteous misunderstanding.

The eyes are a little dodgy, and the expression is forced to be natural, but the red face has already torn off all the covers, directly revealing a shy heart. The two little hands kept moving, stepping on the ground from time to time and lowering their heads but looking around, the most beautiful thing was the blurred eyes.

Wine strengthens courage, song flirts! Still failed to confide in his heart. When I open my eyes again, I am already in another world.

"White Peony ......"

Why should the bluebird bother looking for four-leaf clover,

Flowing water is not the destination of falling flowers.

Time flies,

The sick green plum can only find the bamboo horse in her dreams.

The willow can't leave the shadow of the moon that is fading away,

Wine can't stop the spring river that is passing away,

Whose thoughts cross the wall of hearts with the autumn leaves,

Whose concern is sent along the path to the foot of the mountain.

The lotus is forever green,

but whose hair is white,

Sit quietly at the head of the stream,

Can he look forward to the lotus flower that belongs to him?

Night is coming,

Cool as water.

and she didn't hold a Luo fan and flutter lightly.

Yang Hua dotted,

Look closely,

It's really tears!

Will there be a good time?

Where is the Magpie Bridge?

What else to say for a long time,

What is the morning and twilight,

Only the boundless drizzle when the plum is yellow,

On the tobacco of a river,

Through the wind and dust all over the city,

Carrying endless grievances and sorrows,

invaded the entire Jiangnan,

In the sound of clattering horses' hooves,

Leave a beautiful mistake.