After school, it is the peak time of the bean curd shop, and the smell of cooked beans comes to the face when you enter the store. The interior of the store is old-fashioned, and there are various small advertisements plastered around it.

Fang Zhao is also familiar with the proprietress of this house, and she ran here at two ends for three days, and the proprietress saw that a familiar person was coming, and hurriedly pushed off a table of guests with a rag to make room.

The proprietress warmly condoled: "Zhaozhao is out of school!" ”

Fang Zhao responded, she took off her schoolbag: "Aunt Zhang is still the same." After a while, she felt that it was inappropriate, so she tilted her head to look at Yan Shu: "Do you like to eat salty or sweet?" ”

Yan Shu was stunned for a while: "Salty." ”

She nodded slightly and immediately faced the proprietress immediately: "Aunt Zhang, let's have another bowl of salty!" ”

The bean flower shop was full, and the two of them waited for nearly 20 minutes before they arrived.

Fang Zhao's stomach was almost hungry, there were disposable chopsticks in the chopstick cage on the table, she took a pair and handed Yan Shu a pair.

The chopsticks were violently broken by her, and she couldn't wait to get the bean curd in the bowl, she didn't eat very well, because it was too hot, and she choked once halfway.

Fang Zhao pinned his head to the side and coughed twice: "I'm sorry I haven't eaten for a day." There were tears in her eyes, and her face was unusually red.

"Hmm," Yan Shu lowered his head and picked a bean to eat.

"Don't you like sweets?" Fang Zhao asked casually while filling the bean curd into his mouth.

"I haven't eaten it."

This answer surprised Fang Zhao, there are not many children who usually sell bean curd everywhere and want to say that they have never eaten bean curd, and they were stunned and quickly reacted, Yan Shu was transferred from other places, and it was normal that he had not eaten it: "I heard them say that you came from the capital." ”

Yan Shu looked at her for a few seconds and nodded sincerely.

Fang Zhaogang wanted to ask questions such as "Is this my hometown?" and Yan Shu tacitly said directly: "This is my grandmother's house." ”

She also has a lot of questions she wants to ask, such as "when to leave", "why to come", ..... There is also something that has been circling in her mind, Liu Liu said at the time whether it was true that his family donated the library.

Out of politeness and respect, Fang Zhao didn't ask until he left.

On Saturdays and Sundays, Fang Zhao usually tutors his younger brother at home.

A small wooden table was placed in the courtyard, in front of which were Fang Zhao and Fang Jie, and the little boy was biting his pen and calculating a problem.

Fang Zhao leaned sideways and marked an important solution idea at the test paper: "This question seeks the area of the shadow part..."

Jia Meifang was drying clothes on the roof: "Fang Zhao teaches your brother well!" She had to say this sentence a day, hundreds of times, Fang Zhao frowned impatiently, and said inertly, "Got it." ”

After she finished explaining this question to Fang Jie, there was a knock on the iron door.

Fang Zhao pointed him out the question, and he hurried to the door to open the door.

The iron door slowly opened, and a white old man came into sight, the old man was often visited by the two families on the next street, and Fang Zhao called sweetly: "Grandma Xu." ”

The iron door was completely open, and Fang Zhao quickly noticed the person behind Grandma Xu.

The person behind him was dressed in uninhibited black, and his face was tense with a little anger.

Strict?

She was stunned and reacted to invite people into the courtyard, and shouted to the top of the building: "Grandma Xu is here." ”

Hearing this, the people upstairs rushed down in a hurry, and Jia Meifang rubbed the water droplets left by drying clothes on her apron: "Aunt Xu, you're here!" ”

"I'll send something," the old lady smiled, and pushed the black man behind her forward: "We have planted some grapes in our yard, and we will send you some if we can't finish eating." ”

The man dressed in black was expressionless and holding a basket full of ripe purple grapes.