The road ahead is very long, and she will go on well and live up to her expectations. When one day it is true, her existence is really urgent, then she will carry all this, without being reminded by anyone.

I feel that the road in front of me is longer than yesterday, and it is more tiring to walk. It seemed that every step she took was consuming her feelings, and finally she stepped into the town and was finally freed.

She looked back at the path she had taken, and it was not a big deal, just an ordinary road, with tall trees and flowers planted on both sides, and a faint fragrance wafting in the air. There is a lake on the left side of the road, which is very clear. The early morning sun is not warm, but cool, and the light reflected on the surface of the lake flickers with the rippling water. She suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly.

It's the middle of the day, and people in the town have come out to set up stalls. From the stalls, the smell of fresh meat wontons wafted from the stalls. The smell hooked Liang Xueyin's stomach, making her eyes stare directly at the wonton in the boss's hand without shifting. I ate a piece of peach blossom cake early in the morning, of course, it was not enough for her stomach, and the taste was too fragrant. She always thought that what she had eaten was already a rare delicacy in the world.

Ke Rong saw her thoughts, smiled knowingly, and pulled the two of them towards the stall. The thing was placed on the ground and he said to the boss, "Two wontons." ”

Ke Yangui glanced up at her and said resolutely, "Mother also wants to eat." ”

"Mother is not hungry, I have eaten at home." She touched Ke Yangui's head and said with a smile.

He didn't intend to listen to her explanation, so he took out a piece of broken silver from his pocket, beckoned the boss over, and said to him, "Grandpa, bring us three copies." ”

Ke Rong snatched the ingot of silver from him, held it tightly, and said to the boss, "No need, two copies are enough." ”

Ke Yangui looked a little unhappy, and Liang Xueyin blamed herself in her heart.

"My mother ate a lot of shortbread and was not hungry at all. Eat yourselves. It's okay. Ke Rong smiled naturally.

The boss brought two bowls of wontons, steaming hot and fragrant. Ke Yangui glanced at Ke Rong, sighed, took chopsticks to Liang Xueyin, and said, "Eat." ”

Ke Rong didn't sit next to them and watch them eat, but started his business, holding the peach blossom cake he made and asking the people at the table if they wanted to buy it. The two of them secretly looked at her while shopping and wiping her sweat, and the two looked at each other again, knowing what to expect.

After they finished eating the ravioli, Ke Rong ran back to pick them up. I found a shady place on the street to sell things.

Ke Yangui sat on the stone he was looking for, and his buttocks hurt. I caught a glimpse of Ke Rong secretly rubbing his stomach, and he was distressed. I touched my body, and I was really penniless. Liang Xueyin saw his self-reproachful appearance, so she quietly ran away, went to the pawnshop again, and dropped the last thing on her body that could be sold, her hairpin. The hairpin is not expensive, only two taels. Because you shouldn't wear anything too flashy when you go out, it will be particularly eye-catching and unsafe.

On the way back, I bought six meat buns and kept them warm in my arms. Afraid that it would be cold, trotted back.

Boarding in someone else's house and making Ke's mother hungry shouldn't be like this. She didn't want to go home out of selfishness, so it was wrong for them to live a poor life. If she goes home, she can help them make a good living.

Ke Rong was still hungry at the beginning of his serious illness, which was not conducive to physical recovery, and he couldn't.

So I'll buy a few more buns.