"Whew~"

In the cold and cramped room, Yu Yanqiao was wrapped in a thick quilt, and the breath he exhaled turned into white cold air.

The person who was sleeping at the moment had hideous eyebrows and a little cold sweat on his forehead, and in an instant, he was like a person in the water, and the whole person sat up with a "bang".

Click~

On the wall behind him was a movie pictorial of He Saifei, Yu Yanqiao leaned his back, picked up the cigarette next to the pillow, lit it and took a deep breath and spit it out.

The slightly closed eyes stared out of the window, and the plastic film wrapped in the wooden window was blown by the wind outside the house.

In the blink of an eye, Yu Yanqiao has come to this world that has passed in the memory years for more than half a year.

Sometimes, he thinks:

Why did he send his known destiny to this place, his life journey seemed so banal and unusual.

How much pain I have endured to survive the first half of my life, and I was fished out of the grave so casually, and once again accepted the whipping of the years!

It is also possible that after his death self jumped into the reservoir and saved more than a dozen lives from the bus, he died of exhaustion.

Somewhere, an unknown "god" rewarded me for reporting such kindness.

May all good people have peaceful years.

Yu Yanqiao "prayed" in his heart for a moment, lifted the quilt and took advantage of the residual warmth of the quilt, and quickly put on the cotton coat and made a fire.

"Yo, Qiaozi, it's late enough to get up today! Are you secretly reading Huang Yi's book under the covers? ”

Each rental house is about a dozen square meters, and the stove is placed at the door of each house for cooking.

"What's so good about Huang Yi's book, if you want to watch it, just watch the film to teach, I'll tell you......"

Yu Yanqiao put a handful of noodles in the clear soup water, and was about to continue, but saw Brother Dou's daughter-in-law Juhong open the curtain,

"Hey, I told you to go out and buy a bottle of vinegar, why are you breaking your mouth there again, you can't eat dumplings on the winter solstice, hurry up, Ma Yudi!"

Sticking out his head, a pair of "leopard eyes" fell on his man, who seemed to be shaking the ice ballast, and hurriedly ran out with his hands together.

"Qiao'er, if you want me to say, my sister advises you to find a partner quickly, look at those every day, and hurt your body!"

"Thank you sister for your concern, I live freely alone, look at my old brother, it was originally one hundred and fifteen, and now there is only one rod left, tired!"

Hearing this, "Ximen Lin Chongguan" Ju Hong, a woman who was rolling in the dirt in the oil pot, raised her old and rough voice, and said:

"We are husband and wife, you are a stone trough grinding needle, you are not happy!"

After speaking, Brother Dou's daughter-in-law Ju Hong raised her white and tender chins, like a victor returning to the house.

"Hey, this girl, her temperament is very strong, she can't fight!"

Yu Yanqiao muttered, then took out two eggs from the house and beat them into the pot, and cut some green onions.

Egg noodles in clear soup, live together!

……

Yu Yanqiao, like most migrant workers who are alone in other places, never remembers their birthdays or holidays.

At most, during the Spring Festival, I will ask for two more meat dishes, buy a few bottles of beer, and get myself drunk to forget about this day that should be a happy day for the whole family.

Hutongkou kiosk

"Teacher Ge, have a good holiday, yo, I'm out today, it's hard enough, that's okay, you are busy first, I'll see you back!"

"Teacher Feng, this is the festival, the juniors will say hello to you, eat dumplings at noon,

Oops, this is a family reunion day, I am an outsider, like what's going on!

Come on, you're free that day, I'll invite you to go down to the restaurant and see you back! ”

"Brother Zhang, have a good holiday, your film is banned, hey, these grandsons are not things, don't be angry......"

"Brother Xiaoshuai, what are you busy with, this is not the winter solstice, give you a call to say hello!"

"Brother Jianjun, happy holidays, I'm working hard, I got a friend's guidance last time, I want to go to the film academy to study and study, I have to do it, I won't bother you!"

Usually not incense, how can you see the real Buddha if you have something, no matter whether the mind is true or false, there is such a person who shush the cold and ask for warmth, and the heart is still relatively warm.

Yu Yanqiao leaned in front of the windowsill under the disgusted gaze of the commissary aunt, and pressed a string of numbers one after another.

Tuk Tuk~

"Hey, who's that?"

"Who do you say, could it be that you have other good men from the motherland?"

"It's you, Qiaozi, director Zhao Baogang, I passed the audition, and I was about to call you!"

Click~ Yu Yanqiao took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, the weather was so cold that it made people shiver, curled up like a caterpillar and twisted around.

"Heh, I just called, and you said that you were about to call me, could it be that we have the same heart, in this case, then let's hurry up and get the certificate, otherwise the Civil Affairs Bureau will get off work!"

"Hey, Qiaozi, don't talk nonsense, sisters, I'm a big girl with yellow flowers, how can I allow you to talk nonsense,

If you talk nonsense again, I pulled out your rotten teeth, hum~"

"Yo, one side of the water and soil raises one side of the people, it's only been a long time, and a good and cool sister in northern Xinjiang has become a Beijing oil."

Phew~ Yu Yanqiao threw the cigarette butt at his feet and stepped on it, holding his pocket in his left hand, and listened to a coquettish voice from the other end of the microphone:

"Just allow you not to be in tune, don't let me say more, phew~"

"Okay, okay, don't follow me here in Baihuo (nonsense), hurry up to Beizhimen,

This winter solstice, I see that you are studying alone outside, I make dumplings, so that you can feel the enthusiasm from the old capital. ”

"Hey, you're not from Sichuan Province, why are you an old capital again? It's a change of mother's baby! ”

"Oh, I call this peace of mind my hometown, Tu Lao Hat!"

"Die (Die)"

"What the hell!"

……

Winter solstice, count nine.

There are folk songs: 19 and 29 don't shoot, 39 and 49 walk on the ice, and 59 and 69 look at the willows along the river......

The popularity of the Beizhimen vegetable market is stronger than in the past, and the temperature plummets below zero, which can't stop the old and young masters from looking forward to the happy days of the family.

Everyone was wrapped in thick cotton clothes, wrapped in warm woolen scarves, carrying freshly cooked beef and mutton in their hands, or buying a few hanging firecrackers.

"Auntie, cut two catties of rib fans."

In front of the mutton stall, Yu Yanqiao asked for two catties of rib fans, there were no tendons, and it was more suitable to make meat filling.

"Guys, what do you want?"

"Uncle, weigh some onions, and a few more potatoes."

Wang Lan is a native of northern Xinjiang, and he grew up eating onions, and onions are also called skin teeth.

"What are you looking at, grinding, don't get lost!"

As we get closer to noon, the small market begins to become crowded, and at a glance, the crowds are buzzing with people, and the narrow aisles rub shoulders together.

Seeing this girl like a curious baby, she touched and looked, Yu Yanqiao carried a large bag of things and squeezed through the crowd with difficulty.

simply, he took Wang Lan's soft hand and dragged him out.

was suddenly held by a cool and slender palm, and Wang Lan in the crowd was startled.

looked straight and saw that it was the goods, so he pursed the corners of his mouth, and subconsciously wanted to break free, but he heard the man and said:

"Your hands are warm, like a warm water bag."

Wang Lan rolled the whites of her eyes, scratched Yu Yanqiao hard, and wanted to break free, but was grabbed tighter by the palm of her hand.

"Well! Well, that rotten hand that doesn't open his eyes, touching other people's buttocks, wilting is very bad, I like to touch it so much, go home and touch your * mother, grandma's! ”

In the crowded crowd, a high-pitched female voice was mixed with sky-high anger, Yu Yanqiao squeezed his eyebrows at the girl next to him, and said:

"Look, I'm not taking advantage of your melon baby, I'm protecting you, don't touch any second-rate son!"

Hearing this, Wang Lanfeng's eyes stood up, pursed her lips and remained silent, but when she saw her take a step forward, she changed her mind to pull it in, and leaned half of her body on him.

"Hey, it's too much, let people who know look at it, what's going on!"

"Don't shake your wit, hurry up, go back and make dumplings."

……

There is a folk tradition in the northern region:

The winter solstice does not hold a dumpling bowl, and no one cares if the ears are frozen.

"Eat, what are you rubbing!"

Wang Lan sat cross-legged on the bed, which was the only one in the room that could sit, and reached out to take the white porcelain bowl handed over by Yu Yanqiao.

With a glance, he said "disgusted":

"Yo, this guy is learning the Burrow, look, tsk, add a cover to the four walls, isn't it okay to hide your guts?"

"I'm still a hidden dragon in the abyss, it seems that you have a lot of idioms! Hurry up and eat, the mutton filling is not delicious when it is cold. ”

Yu Yanqiao was not used to this girl, and after replying, he sat on the other end of the bed, hula hula and ate hot dumplings.

"Hey, I'm still wondering why the magpie keeps calling today, it turns out that the joy comes from here, eating, Qiaozi?"

"Aren't you talking about it, eyes, go get a bowl and serve it, mutton filling."

"Oops, you're welcome!"

Having said that, Brother Dou was not ambiguous, turned around and ran back to the house with a yellow porcelain bowl, squatted at the door and scooped up a few spoons in the iron pot, and after entering the house, he said:

"My brother, I have nothing to say about my craft, and I have to work hard."

In front of outsiders, Wang Lan became like a sheep, gentle and gentle.

"Girl, say loudly, my brother really admires your vision, my brother, although he lives...... Ahem~"

There are many people who eat fragrantly, a few chopsticks go down, eat cleanly, after the meal, a few people have nothing to chat, and Brother Dou began to be poor there again.

"But people are real, the rice is fragrant, it's very good, and it looks like a dog......"

"Puff~"

When Wang Lan heard this, she smiled and glanced at the person beside her.

"Hey, if you can't speak, don't drag the text and talk about it."

"Look at my mouth, tsk, anyway, my brother is good, the top one is good, last time my sister-in-law came over and saw my brother, guess what?"

Wang Lan was lying in the quilt, with clear eyes, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she muttered:

"What's wrong?"

"Hey, suddenly I seem to see the person in the pictorial, and the peach blossoms are in my eyes, and he will not marry in this life!"

Brother Dou is like a person who talks cross talk under the bridge, the lotus flower is boring, and he praises Yu Yanqiao as a flower in the sky, just to return the love of mutton stuffed dumplings.

Hutong mouth

"Your neighbor is funny, and the moon in the sky is not too panicked!"

Yu Yanqiao snorted, shrugged his shoulders and continued:

"My brother, the only thing I can do is that mouth, it's a pity, I entered the Leifeng Pagoda early and was ruthlessly suppressed by Nafahai."

"What about cross talk! Gone, bye-bye. ”

"Bye."

Yu Yanqiao put his hands in his pockets and turned to leave.