My Sister is Fuji

Su Mu slid his index finger on the chair, feeling slippery, and instinctively reached for the tissue on the table. The tissue was the kind of toilet paper used in the toilet.The first feeling after touching it is as if it has been soaked in water and dried, it feels astringent, but it is not like granular dryness.

Su Mu frowned and finally let it go.He didn't put the schoolbag behind him on the other chair, because Su Mu thought it was too dirty.

The old woman did not go straight to scoop the rice, but bent down and took out a red plastic bucket from underneath.Shaking the bucket, something in it seemed to be used up, and the old woman frowned.

Su Mu looked at the old man.The old man fried fritters, his mouth let out breath, and the dry voice he rubbed against the blackboard with chalk muttered in a low voice: "It's so hot, so hot..." Wiping the sweat on his forehead with a towel, the more he wiped it, the more greasy the old man seemed to want to As if he was suffocating himself in the towel, he scraped it hard with the towel twice.

"Huh..." Finally, he let out a sigh of relief and put the towel back.

At this time, the old woman carried the red plastic bucket and put it at the old man's feet, and said something.

"Have you run out of oil?" The old man said casually, picked up the towel inadvertently, and twisted it.

"Clap clap clap..." The sound of the liquid hitting the plastic bucket.

It's hard to imagine that this little towel can squeeze out so much sweat, pouring down like a waterfall.

After a while, the towel was completely wrung out and hung on the old man's neck again.The grey towel looks completely unremarkable.

The old woman picked up the red plastic bucket, and from the next room, after a while, she came out with the bucket of oil.This oil barrel is the same as the ordinary oil barrels sold in the market, with the brand of Jinlong on it.

From a distance, the golden oil inside is clean and clear, and the barrel is full, just like the one just bought.

"Bring the oil here." The old man said casually, showing a smile.

The old woman put the oil at the old man's feet, picked up the towel around the old man's neck, wiped the old man's sweat, and smiled.

In the eyes of those who don't know, they thought it was the warm smiles of two old people who supported them all the way.

Su Mu's body shivered, and an uncomfortable feeling was surging in his stomach.The old man emptied the oil in the frying pan and replaced it with new oil.

Watching the frying pan sound again, the little bit of fried oil, the old man smiled more and more.

The old woman's smile slowly faded, and then she went to the other table to pour porridge for Su Mu, and asked gloomily, "Just tea eggs and porridge? Don't want anything else? My fried spring rolls and fried dough sticks. Ah, they are all delicious, do you want to try them?"

The guest in front spoke for the old woman: "Yes, it's very delicious!" His eyes were wide and his lips were very greasy, with something sticking to the corners of his mouth.

"Don't look at this shop is a bit dirty, but the food it sells is really delicious! I come to her for breakfast every day!" A customer bit the spring rolls, the juice from the spring rolls fell with bean sprouts, and his eyes stared at him. Spring Rolls, "It's so delicious!"

"The old man is very conscientious. The reason why I eat here again is because they are different from the vendors who use waste oil outside. They use all conscience oil and replace it when they are used up." It made a terrible sound and clicked, "It's so crisp!"

"Hehehe." The old woman smiled at the right time, revealing her blackened teeth, and every wrinkle was tangled together.

For ordinary people, seeing their strange appearance, I am afraid they are scared to sit on the ground.But Su Mu has changed from the shock just now to calm, and said calmly to the old man, "Can you help me pack the porridge and tea eggs."

"Aren't you eating here?" The old woman turned her head and looked at Su Mu with a weird angle.

"I suddenly remembered that something was left at home, I'm sorry." Su Mu said so, with sincerity, but not the slightest sincerity on his face, which made people feel like they were just making excuses.

"That's true, tell me earlier." The old woman complained, pouring the porridge in the bowl into the paper bowl, packing the tea eggs together, and handing it to Su Mu.

"You're such an old child, how can you eat so much." The old woman smiled kindly, and added a spring roll of fried dough sticks to Su Mu, and gave them to Su Mu together.

"Yeah, how can I eat so much." The old man wiped his sweat and the towel bulged slightly.

"..."

Su Mu did not refuse and brought the bag over.Walking out of the store a long way, I looked at the greasy spring roll fritters in the bag, and threw them directly into the trash can.

When I touched the bag, the oily and greasy feeling seemed to remain on my fingertips, and I couldn't wash it off no matter how I washed it.

Sitting on the bench on the opposite bus booth, Su Mu peeled off the eggshell of the tea egg, and Su Mu accidentally pinched off a piece of the egg inside, like a person without a skull.

He had a bad premonition, croaking like a crow, circling in his mind, lingering.

Su Mu ate porridge and tea eggs expressionlessly.The tea eggs and oil left a bad impression on him, which made him really have no appetite, but he still forced him to eat them all.

Su Mu got up and picked up her schoolbag, ready to go to school.

Just after walking a few steps, Su Mu saw a ragged beggar sitting behind the trash can opposite Su Mu, with his back to Su Mu, who was eating something.

"This student boy is really a prodigal, he actually threw away such a delicious food! It's really delicious!"

The greasy bean sprouts fell, and the beggars opened their mouths and ate happily.

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"..." Su Mu paused in her footsteps. Facing this strange scene, she didn't make any extra expressions, her expression was as usual, she turned her head and pretended that nothing happened, and walked to the school.

It's [-]:[-] now, which is relatively early for school.

At the door of the class, seven students are standing in the corridor.Three are boys and the rest are girls.Their grades are not very good, and they basically come early to copy homework to make up for homework.

Su Mu glanced at the locked door: "Don't you have the key?"

The bann door is the old wooden door that should have been obsolete long ago, with a light blue paint that looks like it's about to melt away.The door lock was rusted, and there was an unpleasant rust smell.

A girl took out the key from her pocket: "Yes, but the door can't be opened." She then inserted the key into the rusted door lock as an example, twisted the key lightly, and issued a slight click. sounded, but strangely, the door did not open.

The girl pushed the door, but the inferior wooden door didn't move at all and couldn't be opened at all.

"There seems to be something behind the door." The girl complained that she hadn't made up her homework, which was really unfortunate.

Su Mu's nose twitched slightly, smelling a faintly rancid smell, and staring at the inferior wooden door.

Something inside seemed to stink.