Mingjun is not descended from the world

The sky outside the window was gloomy, and it had been raining for several days.

The store was deserted and there were no customers, Gu Xiaoxi was so bored, he lay on the bar counter and read the "Biography of King Xilin".

His eyes stared at the pale paper, but his thoughts wandered freely in the cracks of his brain.A long while passed, but I haven't turned a single page of the book, and I don't know what is going on in my mind.

"Welcome master, would you like to eat first or take a bath first?"

The sweet voice of the welcome doll suddenly sounded, and with a burst of noise, several people pushed open the store door and walked in.

Gu Xiaoxi stood up from behind the bar when he heard the sound, and several half-sized children squeezed at the door shaking the rain.There were about six or seven of them. The tall ones were almost hitting the door frame, and the short ones were like small bean sprouts. They all had dark skin, bright pupils, and wet hair. The rain dripped down their chins onto their skirts. , There are wet marks all over the shoulders.

Gu Xiaoxi took a few glances at those children, and one of them was still wearing a blue and white sports uniform. He estimated the ages of these children in his heart, and they looked like they were still immature.

The little Bean Sprout was holding a folded umbrella in his hand, and water kept dripping on the ground. He held the handle of the umbrella and shook it on the ground a few times, drawing several long water lines.

Gu Xiaoxi frowned and stared at the umbrella that was still dripping water, then heard the tall boy open his mouth and say, "Hey, is this an Internet cafe?"

Gu Xiaoxi took out a basin from the corner to pick up the umbrella, feeling a little displeased, he glanced at the tall boy and said, "No."

The boy made a "cut", whispered "wrong way", turned around and was about to go out.

"Hey, there's a game console here!" The little bean sprouts threw the umbrella into the basin, wiped the water from his hands on his pants, sat down in front of the game console, and started pressing it.

"Bring 200 yuan coins!" The little bean sprouts hammered the buttons, turned his head and pointed at Gu Xiaoxi with his chin.

Gu Xiaoxi didn't answer, he gently put the water basin on the ground at the door, turned around and returned to sit behind the bar, picked up the "Biography of King Xilin" and read it carefully.

"Did I say you were deaf? I asked you to take 200 yuan coins!" The little bean sprouts watched Gu Xiaoxi sit down and ignored him, then jumped down from the game machine, ran to the bar, and put a pad on the table. His feet were only less than half a head higher than the bar, and he yelled angrily.

Gu Xiaoxi closed the book and put it aside, glanced at Xiaodou Sprout and said, "Did you bring your ID card?"

The little bean sprouts froze for a moment, "It's such a trouble, I didn't bring it!"

Gu Xiaoxi said, "Sorry, there are regulations, you must show your ID card before you can play."

The little bean sprouts turned around and said to those people, "Which one of you has your ID card?"

Those children looked at each other and shook their heads, Gu Xiaoxi lowered his eyes and chuckled.

Seeing that Gu Xiaoxi's eyes were full of mockery, the child felt very unhappy, so he stared at him with wide eyes. Just as he opened his mouth to say something, a fat boy squeezed in from behind and patted him on the shoulder. Handed an ID card to him.

Xiaodou Sprout's eyes lit up, and he flung his ID card in front of Gu Xiaoxi triumphantly, "Here, the ID card you want is fine now!"

Gu Xiaoxi took a look at the certificate, carefully calculated his age, and smiled softly.

"15 years old, not yet an adult, I can't prescribe it for you."

"Why are you such a mother-in-law?" The little bean sprouts jumped up and hammered the bar counter, "It's not that I won't give you money, it's none of your business whether you become an adult or not!"

Gu Xiaoxi looked at the child in the school uniform, thought for a while and said, "XX Middle School? I don't know if the teacher doesn't care about the students going to the game hall."

Little Bean Sprout turned her head and gave the child in school uniform a hard look. The child lowered his head and unconsciously took two steps back.

Gu Xiaoxi looked at the watch on the wall, "It's not time for school to end yet, did you skip class? It just so happens that I also graduated from XX middle school, and I also have the phone number of the grade director, or I'll call and ask the teacher to send me a phone number." Give you my lord's ID card?"

"Forget it, let's go!" Someone pulled the little bean sprout's sleeve quietly from below, "I want to know that there is an Internet cafe that doesn't care about children, let's go there."

The little bean sprouts had a vicious expression on her face, and she wanted to open her mouth to say something more, but there was a creaking door, and two or three children followed the tall boy to push the door and went out. He took an umbrella and ran out.

As soon as the group of children left, the store suddenly became quiet.

Gu Xiaoxi stared blankly at the black and messy footprints all over the floor, suddenly lost the mood to clean up, put on some clothes and held an umbrella, and walked out the door.

Open the door from the game hall and go out, hold up the umbrella, turn right, go straight for 50 steps, turn left, go straight for 100 steps, go down the steps at the street light, a total of 25 steps, the road is slippery in the dark, pay attention to your feet.Go straight again, the road is the second alley, turn right.

"March Noodle House".

There are disassembled waste cardboard boxes in front of the store for customers to wipe the soles of their shoes.

Through the glass door, the store is brightly lit, but there are no diners. There is a large A4 bold letter on the inside of the glass door.

"Prosperous store transfer."

Gu Xiaoxi closed the umbrella at the door, wiped off the muddy water on the soles of his shoes, and then reached out to push the door.

"Yo! Xiaoxi is here!"

The shop owner was sitting in front of the dining outlet playing with his mobile phone, when he saw Gu Xiaoxi coming in, he asked with a smile, "I haven't seen you for a while, are you still the same?"

"Yeah." Gu Xiaoxi nodded, casually found a table and sat down, closed the umbrella and hung it on the edge of the table.

Within a few minutes, the owner of the store brought up a bowl of steaming hot spring noodles with green onions.

Gu Xiaoxi wasn't very hungry at first, but when he saw this bowl of fresh and sultry fine noodles, the gluttons were excited, and he didn't feel his index finger move.

Gu Xiaoxi covered the rim of the bowl with both hands, blew lightly on the noodle soup, and took a small sip.

After taking a mouthful of hot soup, the stomach that had been frozen by the rain instantly warmed up.

The owner of the shop sat across from him and watched him pick and eat noodles in a gentle manner, holding half a lit cigarette between his fingertips, like a kind-hearted old father,

"How does it taste? It hasn't changed!"

"Well," Gu Xiaoxi nodded, swallowed the last mouthful of noodles, and wiped the oil from his mouth with a tissue, "It's been this smell since childhood."

The shop owner didn't speak, but put the cigarette to his mouth and took a puff.

"Why didn't you do it?" Gu Xiaoxi asked.

The store owner glanced at Gu Xiaoxi, and Gu Xiaoxi pointed to the white paper pasted on the door, "Are you going to transfer?".

"You saw it!" The shop owner said indifferently after exhaling the smoke ring.

"It's always tasted like this, and everyone is tired of eating it," the shop owner sighed. "People's tastes have changed now, and they like to eat fresh tricks. This kind of monotonous and boring taste is no longer suitable for the times."

Gu Xiaoxi felt a little lost, and didn't know what to say to comfort her, so she sighed.

"Why are you sighing!" The store owner laughed with a cigarette holder in his mouth.

Gu Xiaoxi thought back to himself, this noodle shop has been here since he can remember, and more than that, according to his grandfather, this noodle shop has been here since his grandfather can remember, from before to now, in such a northern In the cities of Shanghai, they always cook a bowl of authentic Shanghai Yangchun noodles. The noodles are tough and the soup is fresh. What you eat now is still the old taste of decades ago.

When Gu Xiaoxi was young, his grandfather always brought him to eat noodles. A crooked old man led a little boy who was sitting on a chair, his head was not much higher than the table, and the bowl was bigger than his face.

Later, the child sat on the chair, the bowl was still the same bowl, but it was no longer as big as the child's palm, and the old man on the opposite side was no longer there.

Gu Xiaoxi looked at the shop owner across the street, feeling that he would not even be able to eat this familiar taste in the future, and felt inexplicably sad.

"Then you sold the store, have you thought about where to go?"

"Let's take one step at a time, who can say what will happen in the future!"

Gu Xiaoxi held his chin and turned his head. The street outside the glass window was pitch black, and no pedestrians could be seen. The rain seemed to be getting heavier and heavier. A faint yellow street lamp not far away became dim under the cover of the rain. stand up.

Neither Gu Xiaoxi nor the boss spoke, the glass reflected the figures of the two sitting opposite each other, a little scarlet fire flickered around the shop boss's mouth.

"I'm going back. It's going to be dark and it won't be easy to walk on the road." Gu Xiaoxi stood up, shook off the umbrella, and put the meal money in the hands of the shop owner.

The shop owner shied away, saying that it was the last meal, so it was a farewell.

Gu Xiaoxi didn't agree with anything, just stuffed the change into the shop owner's wide apron pocket and walked out of the shop.

"Hey! Xiaoxi! Just wait!"

Gu Xiaoxi held up an umbrella and stood at the door looking back. The shop owner picked something off the wall, wrapped it in a takeaway plastic bag, stuffed it into Gu Xiaoxi's arms, and said, "Take this! No! You won’t see anything valuable in the future, so keep it as a thought!”

Gu Xiaoxi hugged something in his arms, it felt like a mirror frame, he didn't ask what it was, thanked him and walked towards home.

The weather in summer is always unpredictable, but 10 minutes away, when Gu Xiaoxi returned home, the rain outside had already poured down. He was holding an umbrella, and half of his shoulders and his whole body were wet. pair of pants.

When he returned home, he quickly took a hot shower, and cleaned up the messy mud footprints in the hall, only then did he remember that the shop owner gave him something when he left.

The store owner wrapped the picture frame in a simple way, Gu Xiaoxi simply tore open the plastic bag, and a wooden picture frame appeared in front of his eyes.

It was this.

The corner of Gu Xiaoxi's mouth curled into a faint smile.

It turned out to be a photo frame hanging on the wall of the Sanyue Noodle Shop. In the center of the photo frame was an old photo, black and white, only one-third the size of the photo frame.

The character in the painting is dressed in a costume, a young female role, with a romantic figure, a beautiful appearance, and a magical look.

Gu Xiaoxi saw this painting at the Sanyue noodle shop when he was a child. His grandfather loved to listen to operas. He knew a little about operas, so he asked the owner of the shop, "Is this Du Liniang?"

The shop owner was much younger than now, so he didn't have such a round belly.

He grinned, "This is Li Xiangjun."

Gu Xiaoxi put the photo under his nose and smelled it.

Hmm, it smells like green onion.