Chapter 1 Yang's barbecue

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"Jingle bell, jingle bell", a string of crisp class bells rang, Professor Yan, who was standing on the podium, just put down the chalk in his hand, his eyes shot like an arrow at a group of unconscious students who were about to move, squinted and said: "It's Friday today, the review points of the introduction to clinical medicine for a semester are on the blackboard, and the final exam next Friday, I wish you all good results in advance." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info In addition, those who fail to pass the grades beware, make up the exam next semester, hehe, you know!"

"Ahh The students who were still alive just now suddenly looked like frosted eggplants.

"Okay, now that class is over, let's go back and study hard, and we'll see you next week. Professor Yan put away the lesson plan with a smile and shook it out of the teaching room step by step.

As soon as the professor left, the students in the classroom immediately dispersed, packed up in twos and threes, and Yang Fan in the back corner of the classroom was still looking at the clinical essentials carefully, not paying attention to the fact that the class had ended. A boy with a height of 1.85 meters, a delicate appearance, and a standard little white face wearing a famous brand passed by Yang Fan, and pretended to be surprised and shouted: "Ah! Isn't this the great talent of our medical school? Why do you still work hard after class? The great talents are still working so hard, so how can we other students live!"

Yang Fan didn't even raise his head as if he hadn't heard it.

Li Hao saw that Yang Fan didn't even care about himself, as if he had been greatly insulted, his eyes flashed with a vicious cold light, and finally forced a smile and walked away.

"Hey, hey, Yang Fan, let's go together after school! I'm in for a treat, Dongzi and they made an appointment to have a good time together today, why don't we get together later?" Yang Fan's buddy Song Jie shouted at the door of the classroom.

"Oh, Song Jie, no, you go play, I'm going to my mother's later, I'm sorry." Yang Fan looked up at Song Jie at the door and smiled apologetically.

"Ah, you're going to your mother's, or I'm with you?" Song Jie had a regretful expression.

"Then forget it, you kid and Dongzi said okay, don't let him pigeon, be careful that Dongzi will trouble you, your one hundred and eighty pounds is not enough, hehehe. Yang Fan smiled evilly.

Song Jie thought about it, nodded, and left with Yang Fan.

H City No. 1 High School is located in the center of the Tongyu Riverside Education Park in Yannan Town, next door is the No. 1 Middle School and Experimental Road Primary School in Yannan Town, and the back is here from Yang Fan's Evergreen Medical College, the two are separated by a river, Yang Fan's mother Liu Mei's barbecue stall is generally placed at the door of the No. 1 Middle School from Friday night to weekend night.

High school students in No. 1 Middle School are only allowed to leave school on weekends, so many students take advantage of the rare holiday of the week to gather around several food stalls in front of the school gate to choose their favorite snacks.

Mother Yang wore a snow-white apron, pushed a portable barbecue car, found a place at the school gate, parked the car, smiled and said hello to several stall owners who sold skewers of incense, braised eggs, stinky tofu and fried rice and fried noodles around her, and then put the barbecue car away.

"Mom, I'll come, you rest first, it's so hot, don't get heat stroke." This Friday, my little sister is back, or you go to the vegetable market first, I can do it here. As soon as Yang Fan got out of school, he rushed to his mother's barbecue stall.

"Look at what you said, your mother is not a paper paste, how can she be so delicate, well, you look at it first, I'll go buy some food, and make up for your brothers and sisters at night." ”

Seeing his mother go away, the scorching light of the evening sun was put away, and the residual temperature in the air was enough to ignite people, Yang Fan, who was sweating profusely, guarded the charcoal stove, holding a large handful of mutton skewers in one hand and tumbling, adding salt cumin and other condiments from time to time in the other, the transparent tongue of fire kept licking the fat dripping from the meat pieces, and the air exuded an attractive fragrance.

"It's Yang Fan, Brother Fan is here......" Yang Fan's appearance was soon followed by a sharp-eyed little girl shouting, and the barbecue stall was soon surrounded by a group of fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls, one by one with bright eyes, looking at Yang Fan and shouting sweetly with some shyness: "Brother Yang... Give me three strings of squid, two skewers of flesh and bones. ”

"I want five strings of flesh and bone to ......!"

"I also want five skewers of grilled leeks......"

Looking at this group of little girls, who often patronize Yang Fan's stalls, everyone is familiar with them, Yang Fan nodded with a smile, skillfully put the things they wanted, one by one on the iron frame of the charcoal fire, and then picked up the oil brush bottle and carefully adjusted the taste......

The stall owners next to them, looking at Yang Fan's hot business, were both red and jealous, and the aunt who was close couldn't help but laugh and joked: "Xiao Yang, fortunately, your family only sells barbecue, and you don't come often, if you come every day, I'm afraid that our business will be robbed by you... Haha......"

Yang Fan smiled embarrassedly and shook his head, didn't speak, just carefully looked at the squid, green beans, leeks and so on on the charcoal fire, and kept turning them, for fear that they would be scorched......

Life is not easy, especially for children from single-parent families like Yang Fan, who understand the difficulties of their families. Therefore, after studying empty, Yang Fan will always find something to do.

Seeing the somewhat shy smile on Yang Fan's face, the sixth aunt who sold braised eggs next to her opened her mouth with gold teeth and smiled with satisfaction: "Xiao Yang, how about what you asked your mother to tell you last time? My family is rourou, and now I am also a freshman in your medical school, why don't you still know each other?"

"Uh......" Yang Fan was used to being teased by this sixth aunt of boiled eggs, and he was a little blushing earlier, embarrassed to reply, but now he chuckled and said: "Auntie, we haven't seen each other, what's the use of just agreeing, this has to be your family Rourou can look up to me!"

Hearing Yang Fan's words, Aunt Liu's old face turned into an old chrysanthemum, and she was about to speak, when Aunt Song, who was selling strings of incense, smiled angrily: "I said Aunt Liu, as far as your breed is concerned, it is also worthy of Xiao Yang?" Look at these little girls, as soon as they saw him, they ran to him, usually they can cry for a long time when they have acne and blisters on their faces, and now they are all desperate to eat barbecue and go to Xiao Yang, you can see how popular Xiao Yang is, he must have a girlfriend at school;

"Wow... Who is your aunt, Song Yidao, my family is soft and soft, and I want to have a good look, how can it be better than your family's breed. Your mouth just stinks... One day I'm going to tear it up!" was ridiculed by Aunt Song for a while, and the sixth aunt who kept babbling on her mouth finally stopped her mouth after giving Aunt Song a blank look.

For such a scene, Yang Fan has long been surprised, and wisely chose to remain silent on the side, these aunts are very powerful, if they tease them, they will never be teased by them, Yang Fan has a deep understanding: At the beginning, some aunts and aunts always laughed at Yang Fan with Yang's mother, which made Yang Fan blushing and not coming to the stage. Therefore, Yang Fan is generally what they say, and they can't do it anymore to say a few words.

Now that the big-mouthed sixth aunt finally stopped, the noisy sound in her ears stopped, and Yang Fan was relieved, finally stopped dealing with these aunts and aunts, and began to concentrate on taking care of the barbecue on the charcoal fire.

Strings of squid, mutton, chicken wings and the like were handed out, and the money was collected one by one, but in just over an hour, the cardboard boxes filled with money were full, and the little girls gathered around the barbecue stall gradually dispersed reluctantly.

Before Yang Fan could wipe his sweat, a group of little girls came to Hula, chattering in front of Yang Fan, asking for this and that.

Yang Fan carefully sprinkled the last few mutton skewers on the charcoal shelf with cumin powder, took out a napkin and wrapped it, handed it to the three girls, and after sending them away, he looked at the gradually sparse crowd, and it seemed that there would be no guests coming to the door for the time being.

Most of them are block tickets and coins, and a small part is five and ten, and a money box made of iron sheet is stuffed to the brim, Yang Fan carefully cleaned it out one by one, and there are still most of the coins in the box, and when he got it in his hand, it was very heavy, and it was very pressing, Yang Fan thought to himself that today's harvest was very good, and his mother might not be happy......

I was about to settle my income, but I heard a strange voice coming over, "Yo, Xiao Yang's business is good! This person is handsome and popular, and someone buys it when he sells jokes, but he is much better than your mother." A fat man sneered at the barbecue stall opposite. Yang Fan paused for a moment, slowly raised his head, carefully put the money in his hand into the money box, and then looked at the face coldly, with jealousy and anger at the fat man's eyebrows, he directly ignored the sound and tidied up the stall by himself.

Seeing that Yangfan ignored himself, Wang Fatzi touched a cold dice, his face was gloomy and dripping, and his face was full of meat, and he was angry and deformed.

In front of Yang Fan's stall, he glared at the students in front of Yang Fan's stall viciously, and thought: "Damn, a group of little prodigal hooves, Lao Tzu usually greets each other with a smile, half selling and half giving away I don't know how much delicious food, this is good, as soon as the little white face came, they all ran away to him, and I knew that Lao Tzu's barbecue was thrown to the dog, and it was not cheap for you." ”

The surrounding students clearly felt the chill and stayed away.

Aunt Song on the side of Yang Fan can't stand it anymore, she is known as "Song Yidao", she can be described as an ancient and hot intestine, a mouth, like a knife, and her kung fu is amazing. The sixth aunt's big mouth didn't dare to provoke her easily.

"Yo! I said Boss Wang, are you here to solicit customers again? Or are you picking up customers? Xiao Yang's mother and son are too busy, so they call you for help?" Aunt Song had a flat face, and she was still busy skewering all kinds of fresh vegetables in her hands.

The fat man who was angry seemed to have eaten gunpowder, turned his face and said, "I want you to take care of it, the dog takes the mouse." He shook his hand and brushed his face.

Song Yidao is not a good match, sneered and smiled: "Yo, look, what I said, dogs and rats must also have this ability, unlike some people, if they have the kung fu to shout at others, it is better to shout and drink their own business, thinking about crooked ways all day long, it is a big sin to block other people's business." Aunt Six, you see what I said right? ”

The sixth aunt smiled and said, "Yes, I always see those who look stumbling, and they have affected my appetite recently." Wang Fatzi's old face was flushed, and he pointed at Aunt Song, "You, you -------"

"What are you, why is Boss Wang unwell? Then hurry up and go to the hospital, I don't have any medicine to cure your illness." "'Aunt Song mends the knife.

Wang Fatzi's fire, as if he wanted a thousand cat's claws, he thought: "A group of old ladies, why don't you ride a donkey and read the record book, and we'll see." Rolling all the way back to the opposite stall, Yang Fan's eyes were frightened.

Wang Fatzi took advantage of the time between dinner and secretly called, "Hey, Brother Scar, I'm Wang Fatty." ”。

"Well, is there something wrong?"

"That's the case, Yang Fan, who sells barbecue here recently, is too uplifted, and it affects my business, I don't want to ask Brother Scar to help me settle him, and I will be grateful after the matter is completed." ”

"Ha, there's still this, okay, leave it to me. Well, you're still sensible, then we'll see you later. ”

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