At noon, Ji Que was a little confused for a while.

He lost something again, and the terrible thing was that this time it was not the silver that he lost, but the baked bread.

What his grandfather passed on to him can be exchanged for his daughter-in-law's baked cakes.

He had clearly placed it deep on the second floor of the cabinet, but it turned out to be gone.

Damn, is there a thief who doesn't steal silver these days, but steals moldy baked cakes?

Ji Que sweated out.

It's not a question of whether a wife is a wife or not, it's a matter of face and reputation.

Even if he wants to get out of the marriage, he doesn't want to be misunderstood as a rude person, after all, such an important token can be lost, which sounds unreliable.

At that time, even if he is talked about, maybe the old man who made the marriage contract will also be affected.

Tang Yi, who came to eat, sat on the recliner outside, looked at Ji Que with an anxious look, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"I lost the baked bread." Ji Que said.

"That half of the baked cake that can be used to get married?" Tang Yi wondered.

"Yes, you can steal moldy baked cakes, is the thief sick?" Ji said breathlessly.

"Will you put it somewhere else?"

"I've always collected it well, how can I put it indiscriminately!"

"I'm just reminding you, why are you murdering me?"

"Have I ever murdered you?"

"I see you're so anxious to hit me, why don't you look at the basket hanging on the wall?" Tang Yi said unhappily.

Ji Que walked over to take a look and found that the baked cakes were really there, and couldn't help but be happy: "It's really here!" Ayi, how do you know? ”

The baked cake was refound, and Ji Que covered his chest, only feeling a false alarm.

At this moment, he realized that the four words "false alarm" are the best idioms in the world, which are a hundred times better than any elated, colorful, and smooth sailing.

Looking at Ji Que's appearance as if he had won a treasure, Tang Yi said angrily: "Hmph, you drank wine that night, you had to tell me about the baked cakes, and you put it there to sleep after speaking." ”

"I see."

Ji Que completely put his mind at ease, and after carefully putting away the baked cakes, he rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen, saying, "Ayi, what do you want to eat today?" ”

"I won't eat it." Tang Yi said with a dark face.

"Why don't you eat it?"

"You murder me! You put things indiscriminately but murder me, to put it simply, you are forgetful! ”

With that, Tang Yi walked over the wall.

Ji Que was stunned, looking confused.

Why did I get carried away?

But Tang Yi should be really angry, and he called him after finishing the dishes, but he didn't come.

I'm just a little anxious when I'm in a hurry, can I use this?

It's like a child, and he's angry!

On this day, the tsundere two ignored each other.

As a result, the next morning, the two sat together and ate tofu brain.

In the end, the little awkwardness of the two ended with the lack of season.

In the afternoon, when Ji Que was standing there to be criticized by Mr., Tang Yi next to him couldn't help laughing again, and his smile was very good.

That strange feeling reappeared.

So after coming out of the academy, Ji Que couldn't help but ask: "That, Ayi, I was drunk that night and didn't hear clearly, do you have a sister or sister?" ”

"No, get out!"

......

In the evening, Ji Que walked on the way home, carefully paying attention to the dog poop that might appear under his feet.

Ahead, a groan of pain suddenly floated in front of him, startling him.

An old woman fell on the road, with a stick on the side, unable to get up for a long time.

Ji Que, who was riddled with bad luck, naturally stayed away from the old woman.

He didn't have much money, so he didn't dare to help him.

So, he naturally walked over against the wall.

Behind him, the old woman's painful moans continued to come, Ji Que glanced back, and even found that there were faint traces of blood, which didn't look like pretending.

So, he came back again.

The old woman looked at him with a pale face and a pained expression.

Ji Que saw it in his eyes and said, "Old man, where are you hurt?" ”

The old woman blinked, revealing cloudy eyeballs, and said, "Legs, I fell on my legs, and I don't need my strength." ”

"Where is your house, can I help you get someone over?"

"The old woman's family lives in Mushui Lane, and my son is not around, there is only one person."

Ji Que said: "Old woman, then I'll carry you to the hospital." ”

The old woman shook her head and said, "Just send me home if you trouble the little boy, I'll just recuperate from this injury, and I don't need to spend money." ”

Ji Que nodded, dragged up a Tai Chi force, and carried the old woman on his back.

The old woman lay on Ji Que's body, her eyes lit up, revealing a wicked smile.

At this time, Ji Que spoke: "Old man, let's talk about it first, if you slander me, I'll even beat the old man." ”

The smile on the old woman's face disappeared suddenly, and she said weakly: "Little boy, don't worry, the old woman is not that kind of person." ”

At this moment, the old woman only felt her body shake.

With a click, a pair of wet red bottoms smashed at the scholar's feet.

In the small courtyard next to it, a husband and wife were arguing and fighting, so they even threw out their freshly washed bottoms.

The old woman had just heard the young man say, "It's dangerous." As a result, the next moment, a voice similar to "Hijack! The voice sounded again.

The boy scraped it through the grass beside the road with the sole of his shoe.

He's stepped on shit!

After that, the old woman was stunned.

Less than a mile from Muddy Water Alley, the boy was nearly hit by a pair of underpants, then narrowly dodged a teapot filled with boiling water, and then stepped on twice in a row.

Isn't that too lucky......

For a while, the old woman who was carrying her back became nervous.

Thankfully, it didn't take long for Muddy Water Alley to arrive.

At this time, it was dusk, and the remnant sun was like blood.

The outline of the house is shrouded in a thin layer of light, like a veil, and the narrow alley is even darker.

Ji Que carried the old woman back to his residence.

The whole house is not large, only a hall and a back room.

When he first put on the old woman's back, Ji Que smelled a very strong smell of the elderly, and when he arrived in this dim room, the smell was even more obvious.

The old woman was placed on a chair, looking weak.

Seeing this, Ji Que asked, "Old woman, don't you really want to find Langzhong?" ”

The old woman shook her head and said, "It's just that the flesh is hurt, just rest, little boy, you sit, I'll go and make tea for you in the kettle." ”

As she spoke, she was about to stand up with a bamboo cane.

Ji Que hurriedly said: "Don't bother, old man, you rest more." ”

"How's that going to work? If I knew that I had neglected a good Samaritan, I would have blamed me. The old woman got up and said.

"I really don't need to, old man, I still have something to do."

With that, Ji Que walked outside the house.

At this time, I heard a clang, and the door of the house that was originally open closed abruptly.

Behind him, the old woman's voice came coldly - "After saying that, Wu'er will be unhappy if she knows, how dare you leave?" ”。

Ji Que turned around and saw the old man standing there, with a lot of brown spots on his face at some point, like a lot of maggots lying on it.

The temperature around him dropped a lot suddenly, and the smell of old people in the room became stronger and stronger.

Ji Que couldn't help but ask: "Old man, you and I have no grievances, and I am kind enough to help you, how can I go?" ”

"At least give me back my son's money." The old woman stood in the shadows of the room and said coldly.

Every time she mentioned her son, her voice was filled with a suffocating sense of doting, as if her son was the emperor of the world, and no one could disobey him.

Hearing the word "silver", Ji Que's expression suddenly became serious, and he said: "It's good to say that it's not true, why don't you talk about credit as a dead old woman?" ”

The remnant sun was like blood, reflecting on the miserable white window paper, and for a while, the stench in the room became stronger......