Six o'clock in the morning, electrician's family home.

It was hazy and dark outside, and the early risers had turned on the lights.

Jiang Yang sat up from the bed suddenly, his face already soaked with sweat.

Take a long sigh of relief.

It turned out to be a dream.

The turbulence of this nightmare made Jiang Yang sleepless.

Got up and opened the curtains and pushed open the window, and the cold air poured in, making Jiang Yang's mind sober up in an instant.

There are already people walking around in the community, all of them are uncles and aunts who get up early to go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables.

Since it was still a little dark, some of them even had flashlights.

A pillar of light shone on Jiang Yang's face.

Jiang Yang reflexively blocked his eyes with his hands.

Uncle Zhang's voice came from below: "Gentlemen, get up so early!" ”

Jiang Yang quipped: "Hurry up and buy your vegetables, you won't be able to grab broken eggs later." ”

Uncle Zhang put away the lamp and muttered: "Yes, yes, yes, I won't talk to you, I have to leave quickly." ”

After that, he trotted all the way and followed the team of elderly people out of the community.

Snatching broken eggs is something that the elderly often do in this era.

Many of the vegetables in the market are delivered by trucks, mostly fresh vegetables and fruits, including eggs, pulled from the countryside.

Since the road from the countryside to the city is not good, there will always be some bumped eggs.

Eggs are not like other things, once the skin is broken, they cannot be stored.

So the store will deal with it at a discount, buy it quite cheaply, and even give it away for free.

Uncle Zhang and the aunts and uncles in the community got up so early and most of them went to these eggs.

Jiang Yang felt a little hungry, so he planned to go downstairs to eat breakfast around the market.

The beef fried buns and beef soup there are very tasty, especially on some cold autumn mornings, and it is the best fireworks in the world.

After a brief wash, I put on my coat and went out.

The vegetable market is very close to the electrician's family home, just two blocks away.

Jiang Yang breathed in the fresh air of the morning, and his mood became happy.

Without the exhaust emissions of the factory and the exhaust fumes of the cars, Jiang Yang felt that the air he inhaled in his lungs was sweet.

Less than five minutes away, you can already see the busy breakfast stalls outside the market.

The white and red plastic shed has a lot of tables, chairs and benches outside.

There were two cauldrons outside the shed, and the milky white mist was churning up from the cauldrons, and the fragrance wafted far away.

Autumn mornings are still dark until six o'clock, and there is an orange light bulb hanging outside the breakfast shop, and the circuit that has been picked up from nowhere is flickering and dimming.

A middle-aged couple was very busy, skillfully putting the white dumplings into the pot, and after a while, they brought out a large basket full of golden fried buns.

"Boss, two yuan of steamed buns, a bowl of beef soup."

Jiang Yang took out three steel hammers from his pocket and handed them over.

The middle-aged man pointed to a canned food bottle and said, "Okay! Just throw the money away. ”

Jiang Yang threw three coins into it, and there was a heavy sound inside.

Beef fried buns cost eight yuan a year, and beef soup cost one yuan a bowl.

In less than three minutes, a steaming bowl of beef soup and fried buns was served.

Jiang Yang rubbed his hands, picked up his chopsticks and put a fried bun in his mouth.

The outside is crispy and the inside is tender, and after the golden and crispy chewing, the beef filling inside is tender and tender.

After taking another sip of beef soup, Jiang Yang instantly felt that he had been sublimated.

At this moment, a conversation behind him caught Jiang Yang's attention.

"I want a five-cent bun."

A woman's voice.

"Let's have a bowl of soup, it's so cold!"

The voice of the man who owned the breakfast shop.

"Can I ask for half a bowl?"

"It's not sold like that!"

"Then I'll just want buns, no soup."

In front of the large boiler of the breakfast shop, stood a well-dressed woman with elaborate makeup.

This woman looked like she was twenty-seven or eighteen years old, quite handsome, with a convex figure and a long burgundy hair that reached below her shoulders, and was neatly repaired.

She walked to an empty seat with four fried buns and sat down, took out her chopsticks and opened her small mouth to take a bite.

The male boss was wearing a black leather apron, glanced at the woman, and muttered: "This dress doesn't look like a poor person, why can't you even drink a bowl of beef soup." ”

This sentence seemed to be heard by the woman.

The moment I bit down into the fried bun, warm tears dripped down the table.

This woman is none other than Jia Quanyong's good look, Liu Fang.

Since the traffickers made a disturbance in Shishan County, Jia Quanyong has become more and more concerned about his family, and he has to return to Lianhua Township every three or five days.

I don't know what his rural wife did, Jia Quanyong became more and more cold to himself. So much so that a few days ago, I suddenly had to cut off contact with myself.

Liu Fang's personality was already hot, so she quarreled with Jia Quanyong.

Unexpectedly, Jia Quanyong not only didn't eat this set, but also beat himself, and threatened that not only would he not get a penny, but if he dared to go to his house to make trouble, he would let her out of Shishan County at all costs.

For this sentence, Liu Fang is convinced.

Jia Quanyong is a hard-hearted person, with his strength in Shishan County, if he wants to clean himself up, it will not be too easy.

Thinking of this, Liu Fang's tears couldn't stop flowing down.

Tears flowed down the breakfast table, sliding down the pulp, ticking.

She was extremely aggrieved.

I've been following this bastard for several years, and it's a bit of rhetoric.

It is another promise to buy a car and a house, and another vow.

In the end, I saw that I was thirty years old, and my good youth was no longer there, and I ended up like this.

No place to live, not a penny.

It's just such a one-dollar coin, which I just picked up on the side of the road.

In this strange foreign land, Liu Fang's life can be described as a desperate situation.

Suddenly, a figure sat opposite Liu Fang.

It was a young man in a crisp suit with a bowl of hot beef soup in his hand.

"Jiang ......"

Liu Fang recognized it at a glance, and her face was more surprised than tears.

She couldn't imagine how a boss of Jiang Yang's identity could appear in such a remote vegetable market.

Jiang Yang put the beef soup on the table and pushed it in front of Liu Fang.

This bowl of beef broth has plenty of beef, apparently with the addition of meat.

"It's cold, so it's more comfortable to drink a bowl of soup."

Jiang Yang sat on the stool and said.

Liu Fang hurriedly wiped away her tears and said softly: "I, I'll just eat two buns, I don't like soup......"

The voice became smaller and quieter, and Liu Fang's business was unusually humble.

She is a woman who depends on men.

In the past, she had Jia Quanyong to support her, and she was relatively big in both temper and courage.

And now she has nothing, and she feels inferior to everyone else.

Jiang Yang looked at her and didn't speak.

After a few seconds, Liu Fang picked up the bowl: "Thank you." ”

Then he gulped it down until he devoured it.