When Xiao Wei thought that Xiao Cheng was going to be the same as before, not going home for three days, Xiao Cheng went home every day unusually, and ate three meals a day at home.

Compared with Bai Lu's angry fried chili peppers, Xiao Wei felt that Xiao Cheng's anger was even more terrifying, and he was almost out of breath.

When I came back from school the next afternoon, I finally couldn't help it and ran to the kitchen without doing my homework.

"Did you and my brother quarrel again?" As soon as the little guy entered the door, he asked straight to the point.

"Nope." Bai Lu's face was calm.

Holding a kitchen knife in his hand, he chopped the peppers vigorously, and the red peppers were as red as fire, and they broke into slag in response.

Xiao Cheng was still building a house next door, and the empty kitchen was extremely loud with the sound of knives and chops.

The corners of Xiao Wei's mouth twitched slightly, and the chopping sound not only resounded in the courtyard, but could be heard next door......

Remembering what Bai Lu told him last night, he asked, "My brother won't let you sell chestnuts?"

The kitchen knife in Bai Lu's hand was stunned, and his angry face was replaced by astonishment: "How do you know?"

Xiao Wei glanced at her, "You either didn't go out before, and as soon as you went out, you took the money given by my brother to Li Shuixian, what kind of reputation my brother has in this area, don't you know?" What do you want to do with the money to Li Shuixian, I don't know, but I think, my brother won't know? ”

He was only seven years old, but he had eyes and brains.

Bai Lu did this, what else could she do but run away?

Now that she wants to sell fried chestnuts with sugar, she doesn't have to think about it to know that she must want to save money and run away again.

Running away is still secondary, if Bai Lu is like the woman in the neighbor Zhang's sister-in-law said on West Street, in order to be with the big boss of Nanshi, she ruthlessly destroys the child......

What Xiao Wei can think of, Xiao Cheng can't think of?

finally understood everything, and Bai Lu, who suddenly realized, looked helpless and sad, and it was the fault of her stomach.

"But I said that the money from the sale would belong to him......" Bai Lu sighed, isn't this honest enough?

still wants him to return him directly, but what people think and what she thinks are not at the same point at all.

directly vetoed her proposal and sentenced her to death.

Xiao Wei didn't understand Xiao Cheng's thoughts, but what Bai Lu had done for more than two months had already been deeply rooted in his mind, and it could not be easily reversed by a few days of change.

"Maybe you didn't explain it clearly."

"How else can you explain it?"

Bai Lu looked distressed: "This is already the most correct and reasonable explanation."

Xiao Wei scratched his head, he didn't understand what the adults thought, so he had better go back to the room and do his homework.

As soon as he turned around, there was a dinging sound outside.

"The old man who sells maltose is here."

The long melody full of thick and heavy melody is not only fresh in Xiao Wei's memory, but Bai Lu is also brought into his memory.

Outside the quiet and peaceful family compound, there will always be some beautiful and beautiful sounds, which can attract everyone's attention as soon as they sound, whether adults or children.

She would always jump outside the hospital with her parents or grandparents to buy her favorite candy.

- Maltose.

Xiao Wei looked confused and was led out of the door by Bai Lu.

He said, "The old man who sells malt candy is here", and his little hand was held by his warm and soft big hand.

He was even hesitating to shake off her hand, and the person had already been led out of the door.

"Little girl, little friend, do you want to buy maltose?"

The old man who sold maltose had gray hair and a short beard, and his voice was amiable, and when he laughed, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were particularly kind, and he carried a flat pole, and two bamboo baskets were placed on top of a round dustpan.

In the dustpan, next to the milky white large piece of maltose, there is a small iron cone, a small iron shovel that knocks on the maltose, and maltose of different shapes and sizes are scattered around, bursts of malt are sweet and fragrant, drifting with the wind.

Bai Lu asked, "How much is a catty?"

The old man said, "Two pieces and five pounds."

Bai Lu asked the old man to help weigh a catty, and then happily took out the money, and Xiao Wei's hand was finally freed.

The different temperature in the palm of his hand did not dissipate for a long time, which made him a little stunned, and he looked at Bai Lu buying candy in a daze.

The old man was still weighing, and handed him a small piece of maltose with a smile: "Taste it, children, grandpa's maltose is sweet, and there was a very handsome and handsome big brother last night, riding a two-eight-bar bicycle, and came all the way from your town to buy candy with me."

The old man lives in Qingshui Town next door, and he says that it is not far away, and it is not close to it.

It takes more than two hours to walk.

After walking this alley, he will also go home, otherwise the sun will go down and the black light will blind him and he will not be able to see the road clearly.

Bai Lu had already taken out the money from his pocket, and was counting two and five, when he heard the words.

The old man continued, "I remember the young man, who seems to live in this neighborhood. I haven't seen him buy maltose before, last night the sun went down and suddenly came to buy, I said that the maltose has not been made at home, it is very late today, and tomorrow it will be done and then pick it up and sell, he refuses to live or die, I have to do it on the spot. ”

"Today's young people, in order to make the little girl happy, even our old people are really inconsiderate~"

The old man's helpless laughter drifted farther and farther away with the dinging sound, and was blown away by the wind in bursts of sweetness.

Bai Lu stuffed the maltose into Xiao Wei's hand, ran back to the room at a gallop, and turned over the cabinets.

Finally, in the drawer where the detailed bills were kept, a large paper bag made of folded old newspapers was found.

Take it out and put it on the table.

Slowly opened along the crease, and there were white flowers inside, small sugar cubes of different shapes, scattered and neatly piled into a small hill, more than she had just bought.

Bai Lu picked one up and put it in his mouth.

Very sweet.

Like the one that melted between his lips and teeth last night, after chewing hard, it was still sweet to honey.

It turns out that he bought more than two......

There is no bicycle at home, and I don't know who he borrowed it from, so he went so far.

To be honest, Xiao Wei was still a little jealous, especially when he saw Bai Lu eating the maltose on the table, his expression was endlessly memorable and happy and intoxicated.

That's the candy his big brother bought!

It's his cold big brother, who has never bought him maltose, and has never bought maltose for anyone!

Xiao Wei suddenly felt that the pound of maltose in his hand was not fragrant.

Dinner was miraculously out of chili.

The food was exceptionally fragrant, everyone ate two bowls of rice, and every dish on the table was bright and reflective.

The night was like ink, and the moon came out.

There was only the sound of washing clothes in the yard, Bai Lu pondered for a long time, peeked at it several times, and looked at the man opposite him with a cold and grim face, silent and silent washing clothes.

Finally, muster up the courage.

"Knock knock—"

The knock on the door, one step ahead of her, interrupted.

Bai Lu gritted her teeth and glared at the door, if there was no 100,000 urgent event, see how she repaired the door!

"Brother Cheng."

Luo Sixteen's voice with the ruffian spirit of a bandit came: "The deadline has arrived."