Xiao Zhou girl nestled on the soft and warm sheepskin cushion on the floor. Holding a pink-purple cushion. Chase her feet with his eyes and toss back and forth idly. Strange question. "Enron. What are you doing. ”

"Prepare flood prevention measures."

"What do you mean?" Zhou Fanghua didn't understand Enron's words. But she didn't understand why Enron thought she would cry like this. Staring at Enron with big eyes. Nervous and apprehensive. I don't know what she's going to say. Isn't that a bad thing. However. I thought about it. The girl suddenly looked strange again. Squint. Not very reassuringly looking at An Ran, who had finished his preparations, he was sitting across the table and asked. "Bad Enron. You're not trying to mess with me. You're going to tell me ghost stories. ”

“……”

An Ran only felt that there was a row of crows with their mouths wide open. Quack flew by. looked at Miss Xiao Zhou's big bright eyes. Very weakly held his head again. She was sitting here pondering how to open her mouth to minimize the sadness of the rest of the narrative. This girl opened her mouth and said this. It's hard for her to figure it out. Ghost stories...... It's really imaginative.

But it's just as good. There is a guess that Miss Xiao Zhou is out of tune. On the contrary, Enron's narrative seems smooth and smooth. Although it is already being repeated a second time. Her mood was still not very calm. I can't take my friends lightly.

Zhou Fanghua was as she expected. Crying a heavy rain pour. Splinters. An Ran was silent and methodically handing her tissues. Now she understands Jiang Jieyun's mood when she looks at her crying that day. It's a lot of pressure. I can only sigh and persuade with a poor word. "You slow down. Don't cry. That's all in the past. It's useless if you cry and faint. It's all a fact. ”

“…… I...... I'm uh uh...... Heart...... Uh-uh...... Uncomfortable...... Woo woo woo ...... "Miss Xiao Zhou cried and hiccuped. The amount of precipitation was significantly more than twice that of Enron. But don't look at this girl crying fiercely. But I know it in my heart. The shoulders shook and sobbed in an effort. Smoke and smoke. "What do you say...... Woo uh...... How did you...... Uh, stop talking...... Woohoo......"

Enron continued to be helpless. "I don't want to give you some time to stabilize your emotions. Save you from crying. ”

“…… No...... Don't ......," Miss Zhou continued to twitch. "You ...... together. Woo speak out...... I'm in a huff...... It's hard to ...... Woo and you've got it...... Save...... Whining...... This hangs in my heart...... Uh, it's not up or down...... Woohoo......"

Okay. This is going to cry all at once.

“…… All right. Then let's continue to talk about ...... "Enron let this girl lose her temper." You can't cry or laugh. The uncomfortable feeling in her heart made her toss clean. Wait until Enron finally ended all the narratives. Zhou Fanghua finally cried almost less. An Guoqing and Li Caifeng have already closed the roller shutter door. The day's business is officially closed. Cleaned up. I went upstairs and counted the money. And Miss Zhou's face and eyes began to be slightly red and swollen. And gradually there is a tendency to get worse.

Fortunately. This time. This tragic look on her face. Enron was prepared. Prepare a towel with ice cubes in the morning to make ice for her. We strive to minimize the damage caused by "natural disasters".

Li Caifeng saw Zhou Fanghua looking like she had cried bitterly. Whispered to Enron. "Xiao Fanghua, what's wrong."

Enron also replied in a low voice. "That's not listening to Zhuozi and them. I feel uncomfortable. ”

Li Caifeng sighed in understanding.

And Zhou Fanghua, who was spread out in a pile of soft cushions, was stunned silently while making ice compresses. Still with a look of sorrow. Wilted. I don't know what I'm thinking. Walk over safely. Sit next to her. Stroking her hair. I can choke this girl enough to cry just now. Actually, to some extent. Crying is also a kind of energy and physical strength. A mental and physical test.

By the sexual urgency of the little Zhou girl. Comrade An Ran, Jiang Jieyun's official spokesman, had to repeat in detail the story of their brother and son three times. But their distress has not only not been alleviated with the repetition of the story over and over again, twice, or three times. On the contrary, in this kind of narration, the impression is constantly deepened. It's like turning these past events into vivid words. Stroke by stroke, I repeatedly depict it in my heart. Wisps of pain.

Time flows slowly. Enron gradually got used to the days when there were no three foodies around. I'm used to holding a small pot of rice for a family of three. Accustomed to eating alone and alone. Accustomed to the empty seats around you. Accustomed to being alone while listening to loud English movies while quickly cleaning up the battlefield...... Meantime. I'm more used to it. Every day, he has a long-distance phone call with Jiang Jieyun, who is in the imperial capital.

Progress in the form of the imperial capital has been slow. Or rather. Jiang Jieyun deliberately made it move slowly. He was in no hurry to take it. Spend a lot of time every day on various social interactions. Constantly approaching the circle of men's lives. Patiently and meticulously gathered everything about the man and his son. their family. All the information about the family. No matter how small it looks. All traces of inconspicuous news are received. Even chasing the wind. I don't know whether it's true or not, and all kinds of outrageous gossip and rumors have not been let go.

He joked to himself. He's like a rag-picker now. Drag a bag of marijuana out early in the morning. Go straight to the junkyard. When he saw something about the same, he threw it into the sack. Pick it up all day. In the evening, he dragged a bulging sack into it. All of them fell into the small broken yard. Classified one by one according to their use. Broken bottles and rotten jars that can't be exchanged for a few dollars are piled up in one place. Put the more valuable old newspapers and old paper shells in another place. Occasionally, you can find some more valuable angle iron steel parts or something, but they are in another place......

And then I looked at these pieces of things over and over again. Like a hound. Trying to use his keen sense of smell to find some clues in this information that may be found. Let's analyze them one by one. Comparison. Pondering and playing with it repeatedly. Finally, they are spliced together. Draw conclusions.

Meantime. He was also observing the young and old of that family up close, day after day. From the man to his son and wife. to relatives and friends. Opponents, Partners, Enemies...... All those who are associated with the man and his son. No tiny detail is missed.

He then compares the results of his analysis with the conclusions he has obtained during his observations. Verify each other. Also connected to each other. Finally, we get the latest analysis.

……

The process goes on and on.

It's a very tedious and long job. A high level of acuity is required. Concentration and extreme patience. and excellent observation, analytical skills...... Wait a minute. At the same time, it is necessary to have a good psychological quality. Faced with slow stagnation. Even stopping the stagnant progress is enough persistence. Firm and meticulous in every detail. Keep one's chin up. Don't give up.

Jiang Jieyun didn't have anyone on hand who could help. These huge and trivial tasks can only be done by himself. In his words, it is. Even as a hunter with a hunting dog. Reconnaissance, digging pits, guarding, killing, mourning, and grave digging are all his old brothers. All in one.

During the day, he was busy socializing. Sometimes it's late at night when I get back to my accommodation. But I can't fall asleep right away. And also to observe the day. Do a good job of categorizing and summarizing the information you hear. I didn't fall asleep until almost the early hours of the morning. The next day, I will devote myself to those deceitful social exchanges with a full state of mind.

That's it. When I have free time, I have to keep my books at hand to review. An Ran typed into the computer the review outline, notes, in-class tests, and other contents summarized by the teacher in class every day. Send him an email. So that he can keep up with the revision progress of school at any time.

Judging by the progress so far. On the first New Year's Day, he would definitely not be able to end his trip in the imperial capital. The final exams of No. 1 Middle School are scheduled for the third day after the New Year's holiday. Therefore. He applied to the school early in the morning for the make-up examination.

The school side is not in a difficult situation. I said yes very happily. But there is one. Both the school and him knew it. Time can be pushed back. Exam scores must be beautiful.

And so it goes. The intensity of its work is very high. It's stressful. It can well be imagined. Therefore, there was always something in the voice from the other end of the phone that he was trying to suppress. Imperceptible but lingering exhaustion.

Of course. Except for the work that is slowly underway right now. They also talk about other topics from time to time.

Like what. I looked at the weather forecast today. The imperial capital has cooled down. Do you have enough clothes to wear? Don't buy a thicker one.

Since Jiang Jieyun left Jinling to the imperial capital. Enron began to develop the habit of listening to the national weather forecast every day. It's no longer just about the weather in the city. It's just because there is a person there who is concerned. The rainy and rainy weather in the imperial capital suddenly had a relationship with her. There is a sense of familiarity in the imagination.

Another example. I found a particularly authentic snack bar today. Had a special and authentic imperial capital breakfast. I also drank their famous bean juice.

Oh. How about the taste.

Yet. It's not a good smell. It's a little weird. I don't get used to it when I first enter my mouth. After a few more sips, the taste is not bad.

To say that Jiangda foodies are not busy every day.

Naturally, it is busy. Busy observing. Busy collecting. Busy communicating. Busy analyzing. Busy studying...... Busy with a lot of things to do. But no matter how busy. The two top priorities in his heart are also impossible not to do.

First. Eat.

This is probably the persistent pursuit that foodies can't give up in their lives.

Sleep can not sleep. But you can't fail to eat it.