The husband of a financial tycoon

Shen Xiuzhu held a cloth bag of rice in one hand, and led his grandfather in the other. Zhou Xuejun took him to the street to fry the rice.A muffled sound of 'bang' was heard from far away, a group of children led the adults around the converter, a dark old man operated the machine, and helped people fry rice by bag by bag. fee.

After approaching, the sweet aroma of food caused the children to smack their mouths. Shen Xiuzhu lined up obediently, while Zhou Xuejun and the neighbor's old man who often played chess talked on the side.When it was Shen Xiuzhu's turn, the grandfather poured rice into the big stomach of the converter, put some sugar, and started to shake the converter. Shen Xiuzhu covered his ears like other children.

Soon there was a loud noise, and the sweet fried rice puffs were ready. The grandfather poured Shen Xiuzhu back into the cloth bag. The originally flat cloth bag was replaced with bulging popcorn. A few pieces stuffed into the mouth, the sweetness is moderate, fragrant and crunchy.

"Grandpa eat." Shen Xiuzhu grabbed a handful and handed it to Zhou Xuejun's chin.

Zhou Xuejun reached out his hand to signal him to fall down, and he fed it to his mouth before he said: "Okay, you put it away and eat slowly, grandpa doesn't like sweet things."

Shen Xiuzhu nodded, and stuffed rice flakes into his mouth by handfuls. He also saw someone bringing corn to fry, so he was a little curious about what it tasted like. The staple food of this dynasty was not as good as he ate in Shen's residence, but all kinds of strange things There are a lot of weird snacks, such as soda that will cause hiccups, ice-cold popsicles, and crunchy instant noodles.

He was chewing rice crackers and still staring at the converter, when he heard his grandfather say, "Go home, little bamboo."

Turning his head to look around at the grains brought by the people in line, most of them were rice, Shen Xiuzhu then looked away, and followed his grandfather to the house, passing by the old locust tree, he asked his grandfather: "Is Grandpa playing chess today?"

He wanted to eat mangoes, but the big tall brother said he could eat two a day. With so many mangoes, he had to eat them every day so they wouldn't rot.Even though he is not favored in the Shen Mansion, he still has what he wants to eat, and the grandpa here is willing to buy him delicious food, so he has developed a temperament of taking what he wants to eat, and he still doesn't know how to be a human being. Modesty and politeness.

"Do you want to play chess with grandpa?" Little Zhuzi didn't often play chess with him, most of them stayed at home to read comic books.

"I think, I'll go find my brother."

Zhou Xuejun thought of Zhuang Xing, a kid from the Zhuang family, who has just grown up but has the stability of an adult. When he first met on the boat, Zhuang Xing took special care of Xiao Zhuzi, so he was very willing to have more contact with Zhuang Xing. "Okay, I will go after lunch. My brother picked mangoes for you yesterday, do you want to share the rice crackers with him?"

"want!"

After returning home for lunch, Shen Xiuzhu took a big bowl full of fried rice crackers and followed his grandfather to find Zhuang Xing.

Mr. Zhuang saw that he was looking for Zhuang Xing, so he asked Lao Xu to set up the chessboard, and Xiao Zhuzi called Zhuang Xing by himself, "You go to the second floor to find brother, hurry up." Zhuang Xing thought it was hot, so after dinner I went back to my room.

As soon as Shen Xiuzhu heard this, he started to walk up the stairs. He had to find his brother before he could ask him to open the refrigerator and get him mangoes to eat.Zhuang Xing's room was easy to find, because only his room had the sound of TV, and Shen Xiuzhu stood at the door lightly holding a bowl.

He saw Zhuang Xing sitting in front of the desk with a radio on the desk. In Shen Xiuzhu's eyes, Zhuang Xing, who was listening to the news carefully, was just his brother in a daze. He stood at the door in an orderly manner, with his toes barely on the line of the room. Shouted a little loudly: "Brother!"

Zhuang Xing casually glanced at the door, the little fool was wearing a linen shirt today, the hem was wrinkled, and the calves under the shorts looked delicate and feeble, coupled with his long hair tied up, Zhuang Xing raised his eyebrows and reached out to beckon the little fool into the house.

Only then did Shen Xiuzhu cautiously enter his brother's room, and he handed the bowl to Zhuang Xing, saying, "Brother, I'll eat it for you."

He stood and watched his brother twirl a few grains of rice flower and ate it, his eyes were still looking straight at him, and he only pursed his lips slightly, curious to see his brother's reaction.Zhuang Xing straightened his legs and hooked a bench, and said to the little fool, "Sit down, why do you want me?"

Shen Xiuzhu commanded and moved one by one. After sitting down, he pointed to the direction of the stairs, meaning to go downstairs. Then he saw Zhuang Xing standing up and walking towards the door. Then he followed with confidence, and said while walking: "Take the mango ..."

Zhuang Xing thought that the little fool was signaling to him that something was happening outside the door, who knew that the little fool behind him came to beg for food, he turned his head to look at the little fool, Shen Xiuzhu immediately stopped obediently, his eyes rolled up and looked at the two of him. Zhuang Xing with a big head.

Seeing the innocent expression of the little fool, Zhuang Xing wanted to laugh, so he turned back and laughed silently. Shen Xiuzhu followed him downstairs, holding two big mangoes as he wished.The two sat on the sofa and watched "Journey to the West". Zhuang Xing had already read the whole thing, so he didn't concentrate on watching it, and turned his head to look at Shen Xiuzhu beside him from time to time.

The fan in the living room was blowing straight at the two of them, and Shen Xiuzhu's ponytail was blown onto his face by the fan, and the tail of his hair was swept away from the mango flesh. Zhuang Xing felt really uncomfortable, and couldn't help asking the little fool, "Who gave you the hair?" so long?"

"I grew it myself..." The people in Yongbei City grew their hair by themselves, Shen Xiuzhu used the back of his hand to pin it back.

Zhuang Xing felt that the little fool's words were very interesting, and every time he said the last word, his tone would soften inexplicably.Zhuang Xing leaned on the back of the chair and turned to look at Shen Xiuzhu. He thought it was probably because the parents of the little fool raised him as a daughter, but it has been 90 years now, and the little fool is 12 years old. With long hair and a delicate face, she is easy to be bullied by boys and will feel inferior when she grows up.

"Why not cut it? Like a girl."

Shen Xiuzhu: "I'm a little brother..."

Zhuang Xing felt that it was a bit difficult to talk to this little fool, "I know you are a brother or a man, but no man can have long hair."

Shen Xiuzhu pursed his lips tightly and kept silent. He watched too much TV and comics, and he also knew that there seemed to be only men and women in this dynasty, but what else could he do?

"Those people bullied you yesterday because they thought you were a little girl. It was a coincidence that they met me. I can't. I will save you in the future, right?" Zhuang Xing said: You have to rely on yourself, little fool, but obviously he Still don't understand the little fool's brain circuit enough.

"Okay, thank you brother..." Shen Xiuzhu showed a soft smile towards Zhuang Xing, this big tall guy is really nice, play a tune for yourself, drive away the villain who picked his pants, and pick mangoes for him , I have to protect myself in the future!

Zhuang Xing hissed, frowned and continued to watch TV without opening his mouth. The little idiot next to him began to eat the mango contentedly again. Zhuang Xing secretly thought about how to prevent the little idiot from being stripped of his pants.

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At this time, the distance between the streets and alleys was quite wide, and there were wide paths between the yards. Some owners planted flowers, plants and trees outside the yard. A peddler was carrying two baskets, and from time to time he beat the iron bars hanging on the pole. , for a while the sound of 'jingling' seemed clear and pleasant in the quiet summer.

This is a very characteristic way of selling maltose in the 90s. Everyone is very excited when they hear the national unified "Ding Dong... Ding Dong". This is a sugar dealer selling sugar.Shen Xiuzhu went to dig a well in the yard to wash his hands. Hearing this voice, he rushed into the house and called out to his grandfather, "Grandpa, the sugar seller is here!"

Hearing his grandson's call, Zhou Xuejun also paused his thinking about playing chess. He took out 1 yuan banknotes and gave them to Shen Xiuzhu, asking him to buy them himself.Mr. Zhuang also liked this child very much. Shen Xiuzhu didn't talk much, and was always silly and silly, but he was obedient. He said to Zhuang Xing, "Take your brother to buy candy."

Zhou Xuejun knew that Zhuang Xing was afraid of heat, and that Xiao Zhuzi had the ability to be independent. He felt that Xiao Zhuzi was not stupid and had normal thinking, but he was very unfamiliar with the way of life. Zhou Xuejun couldn't imagine what kind of family Xiao Zhuzi was born in , as if he was not born in this era.

Zhou Xuejun: "No, he can buy it himself. It's a hot day, don't bother Xiao Xing."

Shen Xiuzhu took the money and ran out of the yard, fearing that the sugar dealer would disappear.Zhuang Xing hadn't moved yet. Seeing that the person had disappeared, he simply collapsed back on the sofa. He has always been a very polite person, and he was extremely tolerant of this little fool whom he had accidentally saved a few times.

Zhuangzhou Island is like summer all the year round, but people can't stay in the real summer heat, Shen Xiuzhu walked quickly in the alley, he could only hear the chirping of cicadas and the noise made by the hot air.At the hottest time of the day, except for playful children, no adults would hang out outside. Shen Xiuzhu was about to reach the pagoda tree, and he heard several boys chatting about the "gambling saint".

Shen Xiuzhu turned his head and ran back until he reached the gate of the courtyard and shouted: "Brother! Come quickly!"

Zhuang Xing, who originally wanted to follow Shen Xiuzhu, stood up, and his movements were so clean and without hesitation. When he came out, he saw Shen Xiuzhu standing in the courtyard gate, empty-handed, and he hadn't bought any candies yet. He asked, "What's wrong?"

Shen Xiuzhu was delayed by this, and was even more worried that he would not be able to catch up with the sugar hunter. He quickly opened the courtyard door and walked out. While walking, he looked back to see if Zhuang Xing followed, "Brother, I'm a little scared..."

Zhuang Xing walked behind Shen Xiuzhu, looking at the white and tender neck under the soft hair of the little fool, as fragile as he is, he was raped by a boy who was 4 years older than his own brother.

The old locust tree is a gathering place for some unscrupulous teenagers. They didn't come here to stop the fool, but at this moment they saw the fool come out and stared at him immediately. The next second behind the fool, the man who could kick their boss away appeared. , A few punks ran away in a swarm.

Only then did Zhuang Xing understand what the little fool meant when he said he was afraid.

Accompanied by Zhuang Xing, Shen Xiuzhu calmed down and caught up with the sugar beater. He spent all the 1 yuan and got a large piece of maltose, which was chopped into small pieces by the sugar beater with a small axe. At this time, the maltose was pure Handmade, real material, so it is tan and has some small air holes in it.

Shen Xiuzhu pinched a piece of very hard maltose and licked it. He melted the maltose with his own temperature. After one bite, he could pull out long strands. His fingers were also sticky and greasy. He was very satisfied after eating.

Zhou Xuejun's hair is half white, and he is keen on painting and calligraphy, so he is a weak scholar in temperament. Shen Xiuzhu grew up in a disadvantaged side in any society, but Zhuang Xing's appearance gave him a tall old pagoda tree. sense of security.