Chapter 242: Osmanthus Cake

In the bustling and modern city of Yanjing City, the urban village is a somewhat unique place.

It's old, chaotic, and full of sewage, but it's also lively, intimate, and full of fireworks.

The dusty houses were in tatters, black and overpowered wires were intertwined between the buildings, and most of the people were dressed plainly, and they also looked out of place among the teenagers—

The young man was wearing a white down jacket, his figure was straight, he didn't look bloated at all, but he was as long as a cedar, his forehead was soft and drooping, his lips were red and his teeth were white, he was beautiful and exquisite, and he was extravagant and outstanding, he really didn't look like a person who would appear in an urban village.

Unfortunately, the boy seems to have injured his leg, and he is on crutches and has some difficulty walking.

But he didn't care about it, and walked slowly with his crutches, which gave him time to enjoy and observe the scenery around him, and his eyes were full of interest as if he were a tourist who had come to sightsee.

Many people on both sides of the road were looking at the teenager, who seemed to be unaware of it, wandered around the neighborhood, and finally aimed at a mobile stall selling steamed buns and pastries, walked over, and stood still.

When the proprietress saw the young man's appearance, she couldn't help but become enthusiastic: "Young man, what do you want to eat?" I have buns, steamed buns, and osmanthus cakes here! It tastes good! Does that big star Mingda know? She used to like to eat our family's osmanthus cake the most, and she had to buy two of them every day when she went to school!"

The young man, that is, Ning Xu, heard this, his eyes lit up slightly. :

The owner of the small shop not far away immediately laughed: "No, do you really believe what the two members of the Ming family said? It's true that their daughter's name is Ming Dai, but there are more people with the same name in the country, can it be that the person with the same name as me has become a billionaire, and I am a billionaire?"

The proprietress was upset and immediately choked back: "Why not? Wasn't the two members of the Ming family quite generous some time ago? also invited people to dinner everywhere, it must be the money their daughter gave after becoming a star! Otherwise, how could the two people who slammed the door be so generous?"

"Yes, yes, so it's been a few days since I slammed the door again, yesterday Yu Ting came to me to buy soy sauce, and the price of soy sauce for ten yuan had to bargain with me for eight yuan!"

The conversation between the two attracted the attention of many people in the vicinity.

There are many migrant workers living in this urban village, but many of them are local residents, living on rent, so their lives are very leisurely and comfortable, and participating in this kind of gossip discussion is what they are most passionate about-

"So did the daughter of the Ming family become a big star?"

"Stop talking nonsense! I asked my son to check the star who is also called Ming Dai, the family is so beautiful, and the daughter of the Ming family is not the same person at all!"

"Yes, I've also watched that Ming Dai's TV series, it looks generous, not at all like the daughter of the Ming family, she was introverted and shy when she was a child, and she didn't know how to say hello when she saw people."

"And who is this rumor?"

"Who else can there be, the Ming family of two, last month every day to pull the neighbors to say that his family is about to get rich, his daughter is a big star, the brokerage company gives them 10,000 yuan a month, and they can get more money in the future, and said that it won't be long before they can move out of the urban village and buy a big villa to live in a mansion!"

"What a brag and no draft!"

「……」

When everyone was discussing loudly, they accidentally ignored Ning Xu.

Ning Xu was not in a hurry, listening to these people slowly, and his eyes swept over the osmanthus cake on the stall.

"So Ming Dai likes to eat osmanthus cake the most?"

The proprietress who was busy arguing was immediately dragged back by the business.

Lian nodded: "Of course! Of course!"

Others laughed at the proprietress for not making false publicity, and the proprietress told them to stay away.

Ning Xu: "Wrap them all up for me."

Hostess: "Okay...... Ha? Wrap it all up? All?"

Ning Xu was unfazed: "Hmm."

The proprietress thought it was too exaggerated, so she asked, "Young man, did you buy this for the whole family?"

Ning Xu replied earnestly and attentively, "No, I'll eat it all by myself."

I can taste it well

What is the taste of the osmanthus cake that Dai Dai likes.

The proprietress saw that Ning Xu insisted, and without saying more, she wrapped all the osmanthus cakes for him.

Ning Xu carried four large bags of osmanthus cakes and walked away a little bit on crutches.

And a group of people who watched the whole process: ...... Where did the injustice come from?

Ning Xu didn't go far.

He carried the osmanthus cake, turned the corner, and soon came to a small building with a gray wall.

The green mottled windows on the second floor are wide open, and a pot of pothos on the windowsill is dying of death.

Ning Xu knew that behind that window was the home where Ming Dai had lived since she was a child.

It's a pity that he has never seen it before, and today is the first time to be here, and it feels very new and a little exciting.

Standing downstairs for a while, Ning Xu didn't rush to leave, but waited for a group of people to come - all of them were full of meat, big shoulders and round waists, wearing black leather shirts and gold chains, just looking at the shape, you know that it is not easy to mess with.

The eldest brother at the head caught a glimpse of Ning Xu from afar, waved his hand, and walked over with a bunch of younger brothers.

When he came to the front, he bowed his head respectfully and shouted:

"Liushao, we confirmed before we came, and the couple are at home now."

"Hmm."

Ning Xu didn't raise his eyes, and commanded softly,

"Go ahead."

"Yes!"

A group of more than a dozen people walked towards the small building, and the body almost filled the cramped passage.

After a while, there was a knock on the door on the second floor of the small building, which had no sound insulation effect at all.

After a squeak, there was a chaotic noise.

It wasn't long before the roar of a man, the screams of a woman, and the ping-pong sound of something being smashed, floated out from behind the mottled green window on the second floor.

And Ning Xu, who was standing next to the telephone pole on the first floor, had a calm face, and took out a piece of osmanthus cake from the bag, carefully put it into his mouth and took a bite, as if he had eaten something extremely delicious, and squinted his eyes comfortably.

However, the movement on the second floor is too big, and there are many people living nearby, so it didn't take long to attract the attention of others.

This is probably the bad side of urban villages.

Because there are many people living in the house, there are many second-rate gangsters, and everyone is afraid that if they call the police or come forward to stop it, they will be targeted and revenged, so everyone is used to sweeping the snow in front of the door.

Among these onlookers, Ning Xu was also one of them.

Others asked him if he knew what was going on.

Ning Xu bit the osmanthus cake and shook his head innocently.

After a while.

The movement on the second floor finally stopped, and Ning Xu's piece of osmanthus cake was also eaten.

Ning Xu clapped his hands, straightened his hair, and raised his feet to go into the corridor.