he is under the bed

Xia Xianqing started to run the small flower shop left by Ning Song,

Occasionally, a regular customer asked about Ning Song, and he smiled at the visitor in a gentle tone, and replied, "He is sick. I will help him look around the store these days."

The guests first expressed concern and greetings in a polite manner, and then continued with a sentence of "get well soon"

Xia Xian thanked lightly and earnestly, "He will, thank you"

Then wait until the sun is about to set, carefully select a small bunch of flowers that are not sold out today, tie a beautiful little bow patiently with a red rope, put it in the front pocket of the bicycle, and then go to the vegetable market to buy some tailbone. Tomatoes, take them home.

Using the key to open the door, Xia Xian looked lightly at the two pairs of rabbit fur slippers neatly placed by the door, and said in an eager and joyful voice that was different from the gentle voice at the flower shop.

"Ah Song, I'm back

I brought you a small bouquet of flowers, which just bloomed today. They are very fragrant and fresh. Wait a minute and I will replace the one in the vase yesterday.

Stew your favorite tomato bone soup tonight."

The house was quiet, and no one responded to him, but Xia Xianqing was not surprised. He put the new bouquet into the vase with great interest, and patiently adjusted them one by one to make them look more beautiful, happily After fiddling for more than ten minutes, he showed a satisfied expression, clapped his hands, and went back to the door to carry the spine and the small tomatoes that were still left on the small mat with "Welcome Home" to the kitchen

Dinner is tomato pork bone soup, fried okra, steamed egg with wolfberry

On the warm floral tablecloth, there are small earthen pots for soup, plates for okra and small bowls for steamed eggs, two pairs of porcelain bowls with SpongeBob SquarePants and Patrick on the bottom, and two pairs of dark brown Wood chopsticks

Xia Xian gently dragged himself and the stool where the other pair of bowls and chopsticks were located from the bottom of the table, and first filled the porcelain bowl with the star of Patrick on the bottom full of tomato and pork bone soup

"A Song, drink the soup before eating the meat, it's good for the stomach"

Then I filled a small bowl of soup for myself, and started to eat dinner while talking about who I met today and what I did

"Today, the guy from the shop next door came to me to borrow scissors again. I told him countless times that the scissors for cutting flower branches can't be used for him to cut takeaway boxes. They will be stained with transparent glue, which is not easy to clean up. But he kept begging I, I don’t want to borrow it, because everyone is close to each other for business, and take care of each other, and I will borrow him for the last time, not as an example, if you see that scissors, you won’t be angry, right?”

"I was lucky today. When I went to the vegetable market, Uncle Wang's shop still had the last spine. The pork bone soup made from the spine is fragrant, and the meat is soft and rotten. You like it the most."

"Mother's Day will be celebrated in a few days. I want to buy more goods, the flower shop will earn money, and I will live on those few festivals every year."

Xia Xian's light dinner was about [-]% full, and he saw that the soup in the other bowl was still full, as if it was normal, so he took that bowl of soup and the rest of the dishes to the kitchen and poured it out. Then came back to wipe the table, put the stool back under the table, and said softly, "Go and watch TV first, I'll come over after washing the dishes."

After washing the dishes, Xia Xian lightly said to the lazy sofa on the living room floor, "Sit closer."

He paused for a while, as if he was waiting for someone to stand up, then bent down and dragged the lazy sofa to the side of the sofa, "Sit", and then sat down in the place closest to the lazy sofa with satisfaction

Xia Xian lightly tuned the TV station to the sports channel. Recently, the sports channel will rebroadcast the content of the football league, which was Ning Song's favorite during his lifetime.

"I remembered, Ah Song, there is something interesting today"

On the way home, at a small corner with few pedestrians, he heard someone yelling something, Xia Xian turned his head lightly, it was a fortune-telling stall, and the person who stopped him was sitting beside the stall , a wrinkled old man with a scruffy beard

Xia Xianqing didn't believe this, but he still politely replied, "Old man, are you calling me?"

The old man seemed to be anxiously waving his hand to let him go. Seeing how excited he was, Xia Xian walked a little closer.

"Young man, your face is wrong"

Xia Xianqing thought it was a bit funny, such an old-fashioned beginning made him almost able to recite the next line

"Old man, it's getting late, and there are still people waiting for me to cook...

"The Yintang is black, and there are evil spirits haunting you. If you don't disperse it immediately, you may die soon."

Xia Xianqing stopped the action of getting ready to step on the bicycle, and slowly backed up on the bicycle with his feet, turned around, stared at the poorly lit stall, tilted his head to the right, and his pupils streamed A hint of curiosity, or other unexplainable emotions.

When the old man saw him turn his head, the disappointment on his face that was about to fly away suddenly turned into joy, and he tried his best to hide it at that moment, so that the people in front of him would not see the clues.

In fact, it is obvious, but Xia Xianqing has no interest in trying to expose him

The man raised his spirits and put on a show, stroking his loose beard, but he managed to look like a fairy

"Of course, you can ask around here, who doesn't know me, Zhou Banxian, I'll tell you, you only need to give me 600, and I promise to clean it up for you, so that you don't have to worry about it."

"No, thank you." Xia Xianqing took six Grandpa Mao cards from his wallet and gave them to the old man

This operation made the old man whose face collapsed when he heard the first few words suddenly brighten his eyes again, but the joy after receiving the money was a little at a loss because he couldn't understand the logic, and he didn't know what to do for a while. Come on, I have to force myself to try calmly,

"Is it really not necessary? Very accurate, my master..."

Xia Xian slightly raised the corners of his mouth, smiling briskly

"Well, you should get off work earlier." After finishing speaking, he did not return to the old man, and rode his bicycle towards home

"Talk about the upper body of the evil spirit." Xia Xian said lightly to the soft beanbag sofa

Although he knew that this was probably just a swindler's words, but something still passed by in his heart, which was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water.

"The man wanted to give me a way to exorcise evil spirits, but I refused."

The corners of Xia Xian's tightly pursed mouth seem to be forced to make a self-deprecating arc

"I can't wait"