ID number 019

A group of men in suits blocked Chen Yang's way, and he put down Chao Jian on his back, with an uneasy expression on his face.

"what happened?"

Xiangdong counted the heads, seven of them were Lianjiazi, damn it, he had just finished the mission and he hadn't recovered yet, so it was going to be a tough fight.

"It's coming for you, don't you know?"

Chen Yang was speechless, he just came to the rest stop with Chao Jian, he didn't expect to meet Xiang Dong first, and then some inexplicable strange things happened.

Who knows what development this is.

"Do you know that guy from the restaurant?" Chen Yang took his backpack from Xiang Dong's hand and asked tentatively.

"Yes, I met him at the rest stop in the mission world, he is an old missioner."

Xiang Dong briefly explained what he knew, remembering that guy's abnormality, he frowned and glanced at Chen Yang.

"How do you smell?"

"Duck blood fans." Chen Yang grabbed the clothes in front of him and smelled them.

The smell is all over the car.

The lighter in Xiang Dong's hand fell to the ground, what the hell are duck blood fans?Do you really think that Lao Tzu is mentally retarded as Wen Qing said?He leaned over to Chen Yang, and his expression suddenly became colorful.

It seems...it seems...it really is that smell.

nothing else.

Stretch out an index finger to the east and rub it under the nose. The old tasker's sense of smell is very sensitive, so he must have smelled something.

So, what exactly did he smell? It looked like a short-lived ghost seeing Jiuxinwan.

Xiang Dong pinched his chin, when that guy faced Chao Jian, his reaction was even greater than Chen Yang.

It means that Chao Jian has a stronger smell.

Xiangdong picked up the lighter at his feet, pretended not to stand still, and leaned towards Jane. He wanted to see if he could smell something, but he was pulled aside by the crutches.

"Fuck." Xiang Dong cursed in pain.

Chen Yang glanced over, what did you recruit him for?

Xiangdong stammered with anger, "I... you... me, me... hiss, I don't care!"

Seven men in suits: "..."

Chen Yang pulled Chao Jian back, and lowered his voice: "The man from the restaurant showed up late, did he faint?"

"If you get hit by the crutches, unless your head is made of iron, you will be dizzy." Xiang Dong spat deeply, "But judging by his madness, he won't let himself pass out easily."

Why hasn't it come out yet?Chen Yang looked at the group of men in suits vigilantly. They were waiting for the boss's new instructions, and before that, they followed the previous one and stopped them.

"Don't pull me, if you pull again, you will fall down." Chao Jian moved the pulled arm.

Chen Yang took his hand away and whispered, "This group won't let us go."

Flying unforeseen misfortune, inexplicable.

"That's an old tasker, why did he do that, did he recognize our identities by a certain method, or what..."

The more Chen Yang talked, the more incomprehensible he became. The scene in the restaurant was sudden and chaotic.

It's too noisy around.

The man in the restaurant's crazy eyes appeared in front of Chen Yang's eyes, he took a deep breath: "Why don't we just wait."

"They are all mission workers, maybe we can sit down and chat."

Chao Jian said disgustedly: "Don't talk."

Chen Yang: "..."

Seeing that the two of them were still whispering, Xiang Dong's face turned green into a dung beetle: "Chen Yang, I'll count to three, you take the person next to you and run away."

Chen Yang found something, his expression changed slightly: "I'm afraid not."

"You can't even run?" Xiang Dong squinted.

Chen Yang said, "They have guns."

"Where there is a gun, there is a gun. What's the big deal? Who doesn't have a gun? Who doesn't? I still have a Big Mac."

With disdain in his mouth, Xiangdong glanced at the man in the suit with sharp eyes, and there was indeed a bulge.

Damn it!

There were many people standing at the entrance of the rest station, all of them watching the excitement without having anything to do with themselves.

"It's a big battle, will Hei Shi meet?"

The little yellow hair jumped up and looked outside: "Filming? There is no camera, are you serious?"

The next moment he ran inside: "It's not good! It's the boss, the boss is surrounded! Hurry up, Pineapple, Chacha, come out!"

The little yellow hair finished shouting and screaming, and squeezed out of the rest station like a rocket launcher. He caught something with sharp eyes, and he braked suddenly halfway, covered his face with his hands and retreated to the side, pretending to be passing by.

"Ah Huang!"

Pineapple grabbed him and squinted at the situation not far away.

The seven men in suits are automatically blocked for the time being, and the remaining three are, Brother Dong, the owner of the awesome phone, and...

Pineapple looked incredible.

What did the man on crutches grow up with? Such a face, the beauty of a textbook level.

Isn't this piercing their brother Dong's heart?The titles of Qingcheng's façades have all been taken.

The atmosphere is also a bit weird, isn't Brother Dong jealous of the beauty of the young man on crutches, and wants to have a threesome?

Pineapple dragged the fat loach yellow hair that was trying to slip away, and led a few other buddies there: "Brother Dong."

Xiang Dong pretended to be "hmm", and casually pointed to Chen Yang: "My brother."

Chen Yang saw the little yellow hair at a glance.

"I've heard about the mobile phone. His paws don't twitch." Xiangdong kicked Xiao Huangmao, "Say Sao Rui."

Xiao Huang bowed to Chen Yang Penguin: "Sau Rui."

Chen Yang: "..."

The superiority in numbers was gone, and the men in suits were still standing upright, their murderous aura overwhelming.

"The pectoral muscles are so big." Xiao Huangmao straightened her chest, and the others followed suit.

One of the men in a suit pressed the earphone, not knowing what the boss on the other end said, he looked over with a straight face.

"What is this for? Want to fight?"

Fengli immediately took out the nail clippers, broke off the nail-grinding part, and pointed the sharp end at them: "Come on!"

Men in suits: "..."

Xiangdong used his hand to block the wind and light a cigarette. My brothers are so fucking idiots.

"Chen Yang!" Xiang Dong yelled in vain, took off his coat and threw it at the bodyguard who was facing him, followed by kicking him.

The scene exploded instantly.

Fengli and the others joined the battle one after another.

Regardless of their uneven quality, they are tall, short, fat, thin, and ugly with their own characteristics. They are not in the same style as the handsome boss, but they are the same when fighting.

They all grew up bleeding on East Street.

The bodyguards were all unarmed, and none of them drew their guns. They had scruples about being in public.

Xiang Dong's voice was to let Chen Yang take the opportunity to leave, who knew that he lay down on the ground and looked back, but the other party was still fucking there.

"Have a few games, why don't you leave, wait for an auspicious day?"

Chen Yang's gaze followed Chao Jian.

Xiang Dong subconsciously looked in the direction they were looking at, and the tasker fell to the ground twitching, with a woman beside him crying exaggeratedly.

died?

The old man who completed seven tasks just died like this?

Something happened to the boss, and the bodyguards quickly left the battlefield and rushed over.

Chen Yang looked at it from a distance: "Sudden cardiac death?"

"Fart, the drug addiction started, and I started to convulse from the inside, and I can't hold it until now." Xiangdong licked the cigarette butt that was about to be bitten off with the tip of his tongue.

Chen Yang was a little surprised. He thought that the tasker just had a face that had been taking drugs all year round, but he didn't expect that he actually smoked.

"What's inside?" Fengli asked curiously, "Boss, you and that dead..."

"Unfamiliar."

Pushing Fengli's head to the east, let him take the brothers into the car.

After they left, Xiang Dong said to Chen Yang: "That guy's status in the mission world is ups and downs, not many times when he is awake, most of the time he is muddleheaded."

"As far as I've noticed, he's usually fine one second, and the next second he speaks into the air, frightened, ruthless, fearful, etc., all kinds of one-man shows, scaring people and scaring people to death series."

Chen Yang said, "Illusion?"

Xiangdong shrugged: "Almost."

"Do you still remember the painter? I told you that he hasn't slept in the real world for a long time and dare not sleep."

Chen Yang nodded.

"The painter was frightened by doing a task once and suffered a certain amount of mental trauma. He has the same symptoms as that guy, but it is relatively milder."

Xiang Dong said: "Mental trauma, alias PTSD."

He pointed to the old taskers who were surrounded to do rescue: "That guy's trauma is too great, and he can't live a normal life when he comes back."

Chen Yang pursed his lips. Every time he first came out, he would feel disconnected, but gradually he got better.

Probably because I have only completed three tasks.

Chen Yang looked at Xiangdong who had completed five tasks.

"My repair function is relatively strong." The smoke around Xiangdong's mouth trembled, "The mission world is the mission world, and the real world is the real world. They must be separated and clearly distinguished. Once they are mixed together, it will be over."

Chen Yang said: "The time points are seamlessly connected. After you come out, the negative emotions in the mission world will remain. How do you do it every time?"

Xiang Dong looked at him ambiguously: "Find someone to have a blast."

"..." Chen Yang pulled Chao Jian, "Let's go."

"You can find brother if you need it." Xiang Dong laughed angrily and shouted, scolding his mother in his heart and spanking, he hadn't spanked for a long time.

He's been gliding on the brink of wilting since getting kissed by a dead girl on a mission.

Chen Yang helped Chao Jian into the car, a series of swift footsteps came from behind him, he closed the car door, and turned his head to look at Xiang Dong who came running out of nowhere.

Spit out the cigarette butt wet with saliva to the east: "Incense."

"what?"

"That guy asked you for it." Xiang Dong stared at Chen Yang with ambiguous eyes, and then he remembered that in addition to vaguely saying "taste" in the restaurant, the tasker also said two words, Incense.

Chen Yang's emotions turned back and forth within three seconds: "I don't understand."

"Pack."

The corner of Chen Yang's mouth twitched slightly, he asked Xiang Dong for a cigarette, and leaned his back against the car door, blocking the eyes of the young man in the car.

The word "incense" is like a thread, connecting the strange behavior of the missionaries and the question of heading east.

In other words, the incense of Chaojian is good for healing mental trauma.

The incense smelled very bad, and I couldn't describe what it was like. Chao Jian lit it every night for half a month. After smelling it for a long time, Chen Yang got used to it.

The items in the room were all stained with that smell, and there was a little bit of it on his clothes, but I don't know how the tasker noticed it through the duck blood fans.

Chen Yang looked down at the smoke between his fingers. The other party could hire so many bodyguards and dress well. He was a rich man, so he wouldn't be unable to buy psychotropic drugs.

Either the ones used worked poorly, or... didn't work.

How magical is that incense?

Chen Yang held the cigarette in his mouth and took a moderate puff. The smell of nicotine washed over his taste buds. He squeezed his fingers hard a few times, and the clip outside the small clinic that day echoed.

Chen Yang remembered that he asked Chao Jian if incense could help him sleep.

Chao Jian said that it can make people have sweet dreams.

At that time, Chen Yang's reaction was full of doubts, would there be such a thing in the world?He thought to himself that when Chao Jian lit the incense in the room, he could smell it too, and see if he could have a sweet dream then.

After half a month, Chen Yang didn't have any sweet dreams, he only slept until dawn.

And Chen Yang didn't know if Chao Jian had a sweet dream, he only knew that after that day, he rarely saw her standing by the bed in the middle of the night, and she never seemed to cry from the nightmare again.

Chen Yang suddenly had a guess in his heart, his breath was choked, and his throat was choked by a puff of smoke.

Was Chao Jian also traumatized?

Chen Yang waved his hand stretched out to the east, coughing so hard that his lungs ached, he leaned against the car door to take a few breaths, thinking about the woman who smoked a pipe in the small clinic, where did she come from...

"The kid inside is mentally ill." Xiang Dong said, "He must have used the incense."

"You smell of him, you live together."

Xiangdong has a clear mind and strict logic: "This is the key reason why you two became partners."

"Two questers can enter a quest if they live together. It's so fucking simple?"

Chen Yang curled up his fingers holding the cigarette.

"No?" Xiang Dong looked into his eyes to find the answer, "Then there are other factors related to the identity number?"

"The ones at the front have special permissions?"

Chen Yang who didn't say anything: "..."

It was only at this moment that he saw Xiangdong's side beyond violence. It was not unreasonable to be able to pass five missions.

Now that Xiangdong's thinking has been on the right track, and it is unfolding in all directions, Chen Yang is afraid that he will find something along this road, so he hastened to interfere.

"The more you guess, the better you get. It's almost done."

Xiang Dong was unmoved: "I'm sure that the guy in the car is sicker than the guy at the rest stop, but he is still a normal person on the surface, and he hasn't turned into a ghost. Drugs."

Chen Yang chose to remain silent.

"How many tasks has he done, eight? Nine?"

Chen Yang was speechless.

Xiang Dong said, "How many digits is his ID number? Five digits? Four digits?"

Chen Yang looked up at the blue sky and white clouds, and breathed out a smoke ring.

"Your mouth looks soft, feels soft, and kisses..." Xiang Dong avoided Chen Yang's kicking leg, "If you say you turn your face, you will turn your face, scare anyone, let's do it like this, I don't care about anything else, come on Take this task with me, and we will work together."

A pinch of soot fell in front of Chen Yang: "What are you doing with us?"

Xiang Dong said, "Nawk."

Chen Yang: "..."

"My ID number is seven digits. I'm a fucking giant. Even if I find a partner to live with, I don't have that authority. I can only hang out with you." Xiang Dong smiled roguely at Chen Yang.

"I suggest not to."

Chen Yang gave a thumbs up and nodded to the car window next to him: "He hates you."

When it was over, he said before Xiangdong ran wild: "You don't like him either."

"Bringing personal grievances into the mission world will delay the progress of finding clues, which is very dangerous." Chen Yang said seriously.

Xiangdong was blocked by Chen Yang's last words. Indeed, in the mission world, facing the disabled leg is just making mistakes for himself, all kinds of eyesores, how can he even bother to check the mission information.

The door of the passenger seat was pushed open from the inside, and Chen Yang was staggered by the force.

Chao Jian's eyes were dark: "Are you done talking?"

"It's over." Chen Yang pinched off the cigarette and went to the driver's seat.

Xiang Dong shouted to Chen Yang while facing Chao Jian: "Baby, chat on WeChat."

His answer was a loud slam of the car door.

"Tch." The corner of Xiang Dong's mouth twitched, the brat, with multiple personality disorder, mental trauma, and a broken leg, with such deadly virtues, he dared to put on airs in front of him.

The task world is the most test of strength, when Chen Yang meets someone who is more compatible, there will be times when you will cry.

Chen Yang got on the highway, still thinking about Xiangdong's proposal.

He and Chao Jian each have their own secrets, neither of them talked about it, and they don't know when they can really meet each other honestly.

If people are added, the harm outweighs the benefit.

The car was very quiet, the driver was driving and the co-pilot was sleeping.

Chen Yang sometimes feels that he can touch the inner world of the young man, just like now, he can feel from this silence that the other party does not want to talk to him about trauma.

There was a crackling sound on the car glass, and it was raining.

The wipers swayed left and right, and the scenery along the way turned into countless raindrops living in them. Chen Yang pulled out a piece of milk and put it in his mouth, rolling his tongue to the side.

When the phone rang, Chen Yang accidentally bit the milk tablet, and he asked Chao Jian who woke up to take a look.

Chao Jian took the phone from Chen Yang's pocket: "Password."

Chen Yang: "019000."

Chao Jian unlocked it, and swiped her fingertips: "It's ugly."

Chen Yang asked: "Which ugly monster?" Applying to Dongfa's friend?

Chao Jian: "Sun Ugly."

Chen Yang's brain reacted a bit slower, and it took him a while to get the number. He looked at the road conditions and said, "What happened?"

Chao Jian frowned: "He asked if you have time this month, and said he wanted to have dinner with you."

Have a meal?Chen Yang sucked the remaining half of the milk, and Sun Wenjun was very concerned about whether he had finished reading the book, what he saw, and whether there was anything he didn't understand, and he showed him the dying potted plant as if doing a daily task , very fascinated.

They are temporarily not suitable for sitting at a table to eat, and will cause indigestion.

Chen Yang murmured, "Help me push it."

Zhao Jian flipped through the emoji pack expressionlessly, and found an emoji of "You're too ugly, I don't want to date" and sent it.

Dr. Sun: ...

Dr. Sun: You are not Xiao Yangyang.

At the rehabilitation center, Sun Wenjun typed two words and sent them over.

Dr. Sun: Are you

Multiple red exclamation marks in front.

One pops up below.

[Xiao Yangyang has turned on friend verification. You are not his friend yet. Please send a friend verification request first. Only after the other party passes the verification can you chat.Send friend verification. 】

Chao Jian stuffed the phone back into Chen Yang's pocket: "I blocked him."

Chen Yang asked with his eyes, what's the matter?

Chao Jian: "He scolded me."

Chen Yang said without hesitation: "Then block it."

"Ah."

When Chen Yang found Chen Xishuang's hometown, the sky was dark, and the big raindrops hit the ground, splashing his trouser legs wet.

Now there is a big problem.

There is no Chen Xishuang in this village, and the villagers don't remember him, so Chen Yang has no way to find out which is his family.

I can only find it slowly according to Chen Xishuang's description.

Chen Yang held up his umbrella and looked around. It was blurry. It was better on a sunny day. With such heavy rain, it would be difficult to find it.

"Square, blue tiles..."

Chen Yang stopped his voice, all of them, there are houses like this in the village.

"Let's go back to the car first, and wait until the rain stops." Chen Yang suggested.

Chao Jian: "Two pear trees."

Chen Yang was taken aback: "Did he say that?"

"Say it." Chao Jian.

Chen Yang tried to recall it, but there was no corresponding memory in his mind. When Chen Xishuang was looking for him, Jiang Ren was watching from not far away, with a strong sinister aura, it's normal for him to miss it.

"Then let's go find it."

Chao Jian's head touched the top of the umbrella, he frowned, and bent down a little.

As beautiful as the village is in the rain, the road is as bad as it is. When I step down, there is a puddle of mud on the sole of my shoe, which hits my pants all the way.

By the time Chen Yang and Chao Jian found their destination according to the clues, their pants and shoes were no longer visible.

Chao Jian's walking stick was even more muddy.

Chen Yang's shoes seeped water and his socks were wet. He wiggled his toes: "What excuse are we going to use to enter the house?"

"Take shelter from the rain." Chao Jian asked him to knock on the door.

Before Chen Yang came, he was still thinking about what kind of personality Chen Xishuang's grandparents would have and whether they would be easy to get along with. When the old man opened the door for him, he had no worries at all.

If Chen Xishuang was still there, he would stand with the old man like a family.

Not long after, Chen Yang put on clean socks and slippers, holding steaming hot tea in his hands, in front of him was a well-kept old house, the air was filled with the smell of time, no vicissitudes, only plainness and tranquility.

Chen Xishuang's grandparents are the best interpretation of joining hands to grow old together.

"Is the old man in your family still there?" Chen Yang blew on the tea leaves and asked Chao Jian casually.

"Not here." Chao Jian said.

"My family is gone." Chen looked up at the cobwebs in the corner of the room and muttered, the four old people were gone, probably because they passed away too early, he didn't have much memory.

"Xiao Chen, sit down." Grandma Chen came over with melon seeds and peanuts.

Chen Yang responded with a smile.

"Xiao Chao, does your leg hurt?" Grandma Chen found a clean rag for Chao Jian, "How about I ask my wife to call someone to show you?"

"No." Chao Jian took the rag to wipe the mud on her pants.

Grandma Chen could tell that this child had a cold personality and didn't like to get close to others. It was better from her old Chen family. She always had a smile on her face, her eyes were clear and bright, and she was very energetic.

I don't know if there is someone to talk to, if not, she can give...

Hey no, there's nothing around that deserves it.

The old man's likes and dislikes are all on his face, pure and simple.

Grandma Chen looked at the old Chen's family, and the more she looked at it, the more satisfied she became.

Chen Yang chatted with him for a while, and watched Grandma Chen go to the kitchen to help Grandpa Chen. He put the teacup on the table, grabbed a peanut and peeled it.

"The sense of defense is very weak, and there is no guard at all. Aren't you afraid that we are liars?"

"At such an advanced age, you can see the end of the house at a glance. There is nothing you can do with just such a few things." Chao Jian wiped her pants.

"That's right." Chen Yang poured the peanuts into his hands, and rubbed off the outer layer of skin, "You've wiped it clean now, so it won't be dirty when we go out."

Chao Jian: "..."

The reason for the rain was that it got dark quickly, and when a small peanut shell was piled up in front of Chen Yang, it was completely dark outside.

Chao Jian is still wiping her trouser legs.

Four rags have already been changed. Chen Yang looked at Chao Jian as if he was looking at a serious child, and if he couldn't be persuaded, he would not persuade him. He patted the crumbs on his hands, turned and went to the kitchen to help the old man.

Chao Jian threw the dirty rag on the ground, walked to the eaves on crutches to watch the rain.

From the kitchen came the sound of pots and pans, the sound of cooking, and the smell of oily smoke, mixed with chatter and laughter.

It is the taste of home.

The hostility between Chao Jian's eyebrows gradually dissipated.

The old man has been lonely for a long time, and when he sees a kitten or dog passing by, he will warmly entertain him, and wants them to accompany him, even if it is only for a short while.

Chen Yang and Chao Jian just stayed for dinner.

A plate of tender vegetable moss, a plate of salted fish, a plate of stewed bacon with Chinese cabbage, a plate of fried dried radish with dried shrimps, and a vegetable and egg soup.

Very rich.

The two old people didn't have so many dishes during the Chinese New Year.

Chen Yang took a sip of the rice wine made by Grandpa Chen. It was sweet and sour, very appetizing. Unknowingly, he changed into a very relaxed sitting position, with his right leg resting on top of his left leg, and his feet trembled.

He was shaking comfortably, and the ill-fitting slippers fell off and hit Chao Jian's instep.

Pause at Jane's gesture of picking up food.

Chen Yang put on the slippers silently, and continued to eat as if nothing happened.

"Xiao Chen, where are you from? From Qingcheng or from other places?" Grandma Chen didn't move her chopsticks much, she sat opposite, looking at Chen Yang kindly.

Chen Yang said, "It's from Sanlian Bridge."

"Sanlianqiao..." Grandma Chen seemed to be thinking of something long ago, but she couldn't remember it. She smoothed her white hair behind her ears, "That's not close to here, are you visiting relatives?"

"No...forget it, it does."

Grandma Chen still wants to ask, but Grandpa Chen interrupted with an elbow. There are a lot of old people who talk endlessly at the dinner table.Have a meal!

Use you to control me?When Grandma Chen saw her wife staring at her, she stared back without saying a word.

Chen Yang didn't know that the two old men were fighting like a child, so he leaned into Chao Jian's ear and said, "Would you like some rice wine? It's delicious and refreshing."

After Chao Jian finished eating the food in her mouth, she dipped some of it with her chopsticks and licked it off.

"acid."

Chen Yang stared blankly at the young man, the same happened to his sister when she was a child, he subconsciously coaxed in a gentle tone: "It will be sweet in a while."

Chao Jian seemed to have really listened to Chen Yang's words, and waited obediently for a while, then he frowned and said, "No."

"No sweet," he said.

"How could it not be sweet? It's so sweet." Chen Yang picked up the cup to drink the rice wine.

"It's sweet." He drank a few more sips, and nodded seriously at Chaojian, "It's sweet."

Brother didn't lie to you, Chen Yang almost said the second half of the sentence, he missed his sister, it would be great if he was still alive.

The two old men did not eat, and looked at them with four eyes.

"Rice wine can be both sour and sweet." Grandpa Chen is very confident in his brewing skills, "It's not just sour and not sweet."

Chen Yang said with a smile: "Ang, the wine made by grandpa tastes like this, and my younger brother is teasing me."

The atmosphere on the table returned to normal.

Chen Yang actually didn't want to eat too much. After all, it was someone else's house. It was the first time they met, so he had to be more careful. But Grandma Chen was so kind. Eat, he ate too much.

When he came back to his senses, almost all the dishes on the table were swept away.

Grandma Chen was happy, and the corners of Grandpa Chen's mouth were also slightly curved. The two old people liked the pair of brothers who came to shelter from the rain tonight.

Taking advantage of the good atmosphere, Grandma Chen asked Chen Yang and Chao Jian to spend the night with them. She said that there was a room in the south, with ready-made beds and quilts.

Chen Yang's hands touching his swollen belly froze. It was the place where Chen Xishuang lived. He looked at Chao Jian to discuss, should we stay for one night and go back tomorrow morning?

Zhao Jian glanced at the lightning and thunder outside, and then looked at Chen Yang who was willing to be eroded by the smell of home. After a few moments of silence, he said, "Okay."

In the kitchen, Grandma Chen was holding the leftovers in the pot, and suddenly said for no reason: "Old Chen, I don't know what's wrong, I think we should have a grandson."

Grandpa Chen burned another pot at the mouth of the pot hole, which was filled with water, and was used to wash his face and feet at night. When he heard his wife say this, he couldn't hold the tongs firmly and almost fell on his foot.

"What should you mean? Your son and your daughter-in-law don't want grandchildren, Dink, don't you know?"

Grandma Chen packed up the leftovers and took a spatula to shovel the bottom of the pot. She sighed: "If they are willing to ask for it, my grandson will go to college."