"Damn! I still miss them so much! Oh~ money is such a good thing, let's have some dinner first..." Ye Yangjian leaned on the motorcycle, dipped some saliva on his fingers, and counted in his pocket skillfully
He sighed to himself about the money he earned today. Time passed quickly, and a week passed in the blink of an eye. Ye Yangjian still set up a stall selling small goldfish at the entrance of the university every night. Now the goldfish stall he practiced has become a university
The scene at the door is that thanks to his good guitar performance, the business is actually quite good. Sometimes guitar enthusiasts from the university will come over to play with him with their guitars in their arms, giving him the feeling of a street artist. Ye Yangjian is very
Happily, occasionally, he can even feel the presence of the guitarist.
"Brother, are you not doing business tonight? But there are still a lot of small fish that have not been sold?" Qiao Yu asked while squatting on the ground and playing with Ye Yangjian's mobile phone. Qiao Yu and Zhan Hao would run out and talk to Ye Yangjian every night.
Yang Jian set up a stall. After closing the stall, we went to Sanshu's place for a supper together.
"Let's go, tonight's income is already good, my eldest brother will treat you to a midnight snack!" After counting the money, Ye Yangjian began to pack things and invited the two children to go to the third uncle's food stall to eat together.
"Brother Ye is here, sit down, sit down, I'll get you some food right away." Arriving at the food stall at the third uncle's house, the fat boy Xiao Ke saw Ye Yangjian and the others coming from a distance, and immediately packed up a table with the best seats.
He warmly welcomed them to sit down at the table, turned around and ran to the back hall to get food. Cui Liang, the big man, and the others already had a good foundation in cooking, and under the guidance of his third uncle, they had officially started to work on their own.
, Nowadays, the food stalls in Sanshu's house have been completely transformed. A large group of new strong young men have come to help, and they have introduced many new dishes that are only available in restaurants. The business is naturally booming, and Sanshu eats every night when he is free.
I just sipped the tea, accepted the money with a smile, and lived a very happy life.
"Brother Ye, Xiaoyu, Haohao, here are the fried beef slices made by Xiaoke. Try them. There will be no increase in price if you increase the amount!..." Cui Liang smiled and brought over a large portion of fried beef and placed it on Ye Yangjian.
Said at the table.
"Why are you being so polite? Are you busy tonight? If not, let's sit down and have a drink together." Ye Yangjian took the beef and placed it in front of Qiao Yu and Zhan Hao. To be honest, he is really not interested in meat right now.
If you can, try not to eat. Only Ye Yangjian knows why.
"Hey~ I didn't expect the food stall business to be so popular. It seems that the three uncles and three aunts were quite tired before. In the first few days after arriving, we were very busy. It's better now that we have adapted. I'm still here
I'm busy, I'll come drink with you later." Cui Liang scratched his head and looked at the booming business and said apologetically. Just now, a few more customers came and ordered a few large tables of dishes, but the third uncle just quit.
Holding a small radio and listening to storytelling. Da Liangzi and the others were a little too busy.
"Okay, you go ahead and get busy. We'll talk about it next time." Ye Yangjian nodded, took out a cigarette and gave it to Cui Liang. Cui Liang smiled, put the cigarette in his ear, and went about his business.
"What are you two going to do in the future?" Ye Yangjian took a sip of beer and asked the two children beside him who were engrossed in competing with fried beef.
"Uh~ I never thought about it." Qiao Yu suddenly looked up at Ye Yangjian with big eyes and said.
"Want to study?" Ye Yangjian asked the two children with a smile. After all, they are only teenagers. What can they do if they don't study...
"We will listen to your arrangements, brother. We can earn the tuition fees ourselves~" Zhan Hao replied, and Qiao Yu also nodded.
"Farewell, I can't let you call me big brother in vain. I can still afford the tuition. Since you want to go to school, I will make arrangements." Ye Yangjian took out his phone and dialed Ye Wenzhong's number.
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Ye Yangjian now lives in a three-bedroom house. After Qiao Yu and Zhan Hao arrived, they were each assigned a room, while Ye Yangjian lives in the room of his grandparents. There is still a strip of pavement on the floor.
Fold your clothes and pants and put them behind your head as a pillow. The tactical knife is inserted into it. It's night, Qiao Yu and Zhan Hao are already asleep. Ye Yangjian is lying on the military blanket with a cigarette in his mouth.
, looking at the photos of grandpa and grandma on the wall, recalling the details of grandma’s departure and the scene of grandpa’s disappearance. Over and over again, he couldn’t explain how he felt. But he always felt that things were not that simple. Ye Wenzhong and Ye Wen
Tian remained surprisingly silent on this matter. It seemed that no one was willing to delve into it. This was all too abnormal. Uncle Ye Wentian was more or less a powerful officer. His status as a senior colonel could already suppress many people. He
The lack of action can also be explained by the fact that he is in the military and it is inconvenient for others to talk to him, but his father, who has such a fiery temperament, actually turns a blind eye to this matter??? What does this mean? Do they care about grandpa?
You don't care so much about things? Ye Yangjian always has a feeling that this thing doesn't seem that ordinary.
The old man always likes to decorate the room where he lives with some ancient calligraphy and paintings. After extinguishing his cigarette butts, Ye Yangjian was also a little sleepy. In his daze, his eyes suddenly stopped at a calligraphy and painting on the wall. Zuo Shu
"Split the road of life and death with both hands" continues on the right "One knife cuts the root of right and wrong" The calligraphy and painting is very old. In Ye Yangjian's memory, this calligraphy and painting has been around since he was a child. Now it seems to be hanging a little crookedly...
"Damn it, why does this old man like to do these mysterious things? He is obviously an old accountant, why do he do these poems about fighting and fighting? I can't understand them~ It's so annoying~ Is it the Sunflower Book?" Ye Yangjian
After reading it silently, I felt that I couldn't study anything based on what I had in my stomach, so I simply closed my eyes and got ready to sleep.
But at this moment, Ye Yangjian's ears suddenly moved, and he heard some strange sounds, as if someone was coming, and his eyes that had been closed opened with a 'swish'!
"Is it a thief?" Ye Yangjian held his breath and pulled out the tactical knife with his backhand. He flashed out of the room and walked into the living room. He saw that the door of the room where Zhan Hao lived was slightly opened.
Little Zhan Hao exposed half of his head and was looking in the direction of the door of the room. He seemed to have noticed something. He couldn't help but smile and felt that this little guy was quite alert. Zhan Hao saw Ye Yangjian standing in the living room with a knife in his right hand.
Instead of being afraid, he boldly opened the door a little further and wanted to step out to see what was going on, but was stopped by Ye Yangjian...
Ye Yangjian put his hand to his mouth and made a shushing gesture, and waved his hand to signal her to go back to her room. Zhan Hao nodded and closed the door of his room obediently.
There was darkness in the room. Ye Yangjian quietly stood behind the door and closed his eyes. At this time, his whole body seemed to be integrated with the surrounding darkness. The door lock of the room door made a "click" sound, and then was gently turned.
After a while, someone quietly pushed open a small gap from the outside. A black gun barrel slowly stretched out first, and then a man in a black suit slowly took a step forward and entered Ye Yangjian's room.