A bowl of bean juice silenced An Ning and An Guoping.

On both sides of the low table, the siblings looked at each other, their expressions as painful as swallowing blades.

"Sister, you drink more."

An Guoping pushed his bean juice to An Ning, and An Ning stretched out a hand to block the edge of the bowl, hard.

"I'm an older sister, and I should be humble to my younger brother."

"You're really my sister."

"You're welcome."

The sisters and brothers withdrew their hands together, and tacitly picked up the fried cake next to them, the burnt circles, as for these two bowls of bean juice, the two of them were really unblessed.

After eating a good meal and settling the account, the two siblings went away before expressing their opinions on bean juice.

"Sister, I feel that the smell is especially like my eldest brother's socks, after a day of pig manure, after soaking in water for several days——-"

"Vomit ——- vomit ——-"

An Ning bent over the wall, retching constantly.

"An Guoping, you are looking for death!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm ———"

An Guoping, who was originally apologizing, vomited more than An Ning after seeing the action of An Ning vomiting, coupled with sound stimulation and his own rich imagination.

A breakfast, before it was hot in the stomach, was spit out by two people.

The sister and brother, who had vomited, sat on the road with a vegetable face.

In front of the sister and brother were pedestrians coming and going, in an endless stream, and from time to time they cast strange glances.

"Sister, shall we go?"

"No, I'm going to make a basin for you."

An Ning joked and prepared to get up.

"There are hands and feet, young people, what's not good to do!"

An old lady carrying a vegetable basket looked at An Ning and An Guoping with disgust, counting them in her mouth, but she was holding two steamed buns in her hand, which were stuffed into the palms of An Ning and An Guoping.

"I'm full, there's a construction site in front of me, there are hands and feet, I can't starve to death if I do anything, but I can't do this!"

The old lady not only has a fast mouth, but her legs and feet are also unexpectedly flexible, An Ning held the steamed bun and wanted to return it, but the old lady pulled a face and said: "I can't eat, what do you want to do with your face!" Take it, take it, I'm not bad for these two steamed buns. ”

The old lady was probably afraid that An Ning would return it again, so she ran away with her own vegetable basket.

The two sisters and brothers, each with a steamed bun, stood on the unfamiliar street, looked at each other and smiled, and shouted in unison: "Thank you!" ”

The old lady who ran away, after hearing the two thanks, showed a big smile, and saved two lost teenagers today.

An Ning and An Guoping each have a big steamed bun, and they are sweet to eat in their hands.

The steamed buns are not pure white, but somewhat dull yellow, made of pure wheat, and the more you bite into it, the sweeter it gets.

"This steamed bun is so delicious, sweet and delicious."

"Steamed bread is sweet because the substances in the wheat have a chemical reaction with your saliva to sweeten, so you will feel sweeter the more you chew it."

After An Ning sparsely and usually popularized science for An Guoping, he got An Guoping's speechless look.

"I'm teaching you."

An Ning walked in front, followed by An Guoping, the sister and brother ate the steamed buns in their hands in a few bites, found a suitable bus, got on the bus and set off.

The train station should be the terminal station, and when the two people come up, there are still vacant seats, and one person sits down and waits for the train to leave.

Three minutes later, the bus driver drove the car, the conductor was at the door of the bus, and the people who got on the bus at each stop, paid the money or monthly pass, and were yelled at by the conductor to go backwards.

There were no two stops, and the people in the car became more and more crowded, and it began to crowd.

An old man stood steadily next to An Ning from the front, his eyes first looked around, and finally fixed on An Ning.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem, I'm sorry, little girl, I'm so old."

"Oops——- it's really bad legs, don't mind."

The old man stood on the edge of tranquility, swaying from side to side, looking unsteady.

It's not that Anning doesn't want to give up his seat, it's that he doesn't want to give up his seat like this.

Obviously, this old man is a little higher, and he uses the method of retreating to advance, and what he hits is the other party's guilt.

Sure enough, after the old man finished speaking, there were many people next to him who couldn't look past him and began to "act bravely".

"The little girl's family, give the old man a seat."

"Isn't it... If you are young, you can stand for a while. ”

You say a word, I say a word, more and more people join in, but the old man who is acting waved his hand repeatedly, trying to persuade everyone, but he coughed constantly, and he didn't say a word.

An Ning has the mental power to cheat, and he grasps the emotional transformation of the elderly very accurately.

An Guoping, who was behind An Ning, wanted to stand up and give up his seat, but after he saw An Ning's movements, his butt sat down again.

The blind man is at peace and appears again.

An Ning's pupils relaxed, she didn't focus, she fumbled with the saddle and window with one hand to stand up, and even more amazingly, she took out a folded stick from her bag.

Fluently flicked off the pathfinder stick with one hand, and dotted in the air with one hand.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I can't see, I didn't know you were old!"

"I'll get up, you sit, you sit."

When An Ning stood up, everyone shut up, and the person who had been persuaded just now curiously stretched out his hand and shook it in front of An Ning's eyes, and found that there was really no reaction.

"Oops, sit down, sit down."

"That's it, you sit, you sit, don't stand up."

The onlookers' stance changed so quickly that the tornado couldn't catch up.

An Guoping in the back gave countless thumbs up in his heart, my sister, cow!

"I can really stand, it's okay, you must be old, I don't-"

An Ning had to give up his seat, and the eyes of a bunch of people who had been persuaded just now fell on the old man, and the old man stopped coughing, and said with a smile: "Child, you sit, you sit." ”

The old man thought he had picked a soft persimmon to pinch, but he didn't expect it to be a blind man, unlucky.

He wanted to repeat the old trick, but it was really difficult to master, so he had to forget it.

An Ning finally sat down again under the persuasion of everyone.

The bus stop stops, wave up and down, come and go, often come and go.

The old man who wanted to force An Ning to give up his seat, after standing for five stops, finally got off the car, his legs were neat, and he walked quickly with a bag of rice.

An Ning looked through the window and saw the old man's walking figure, not understanding their thoughts.

Could it be that when people get old, their thinking will change? Still at a young age, the conduct is already like this.

An Ning retracted his gaze, and after changing to a bus halfway, he finally arrived near Beijing University.

The two of them carried their luggage, a bag in front and a bag in the back, like a snail carrying a load, and finally walked to the door of Beijing University.

"Zhou Xiaoshan, when did they say they would come?"

"They seem to have arrived yesterday."

An Ning nodded, looked at the solemn gate, and said to An Guoping: "Little brother, my sister has a message for you." ”

"Sister Qiao, I also have a message for you."

An Ning and An Guoping, the tacit understanding of the twins was shown at this moment, and the two opened their mouths at the same time.

"Study hard and make progress every day."

"Be cautious when you shoot, and lose money if you die."

(End of chapter)