Epigenetic

The alarm clock rang exactly at 05:30.

Afraid of waking up his brother, Zhu Weixing hurriedly pushed down and got up.He has a backache, the bed is hard, there is no mattress under his body, and the wooden board is directly covered with a thin layer of bamboo mat. Zhu Weixing, who is often so broken that only his bones are left, is in pain all over his body.My head is also swollen, obviously I went to bed early yesterday.

In fact, after returning home from the hospital, Zhu Weixing has been unable to sleep well.No, it should be because of amnesia and wake up from now on, I sleep lightly every day and have many dreams every night.Sometimes he knew that he was asleep, his body fell in place, but his mind was still wandering. He could hear his brother snoring, smell the pungent mosquito coils, and feel the light reflected from the opposite side.

Just like last night, he even remembered a series of movements when the little bandit came home.The light bump when the other party opened the door, the sound of kicking on the floor, Jiang Yi seemed to be playing on the computer, and the keyboard rang for a long time.

The little bandit had a sense of public morality and was not particularly noisy, but he still asked the keen Zhu Weixing to listen to the whole process.

Opposite is Clairvoyance, and here he is Shunfenger.

It's hard to say.

He frowned, changed his clothes and got out of bed.

While washing, Zhu Weixing washed last night's dirty clothes together. Among the two bottles of laundry detergent, Zhu Weixing still insisted on choosing grapefruit, and sneered at the bottle of coconut.

When she came out, grandma had already cooked the porridge, and Zhu Weixing drank a bowl. After thinking about it, she took two more cakes from the box and put them in the cupboard.

"Brother came back to feed him." Zhu Weixing said.

Grandma looked at him, the coldness in her eyes receded a bit, and there was a hint of tenderness in her eyes.

Zhu Weixing took the wolfberry tea, said goodbye to her and went downstairs.

In the corridor, I met the Liang family brothers and sisters again.In the past, it should have been a relationship of strangers, but now the other party showed a friendly smile to me for the first time.

"Good morning." Liang Yongfu said.

Liang Yongli also nodded to Zhu Weixing from behind.

During the day, I saw that the two siblings looked even more outstanding. The older brother was tall and handsome, like a green bamboo, and the younger sister was graceful and elegant, like a bunch of magnolias.

"Go to class?" Liang Yongfu took the initiative to talk.

Zhu Weixing said: "Go to Yuzhou Street."

"So early?"

"I will set up a milk stall for Aunt Jiao temporarily."

Liang Yongfu was surprised and smiled: "I will visit when I have time."

"welcome."

"Thank you for what happened before." Liang Yongfu said again.

"You thanked me."

"I mean that time with my sister."

Zhu Weixing glanced at Liang Yongli who was silently following behind: "Your sister thanked you."

Liang Yongfu laughed again, his smile was very gentle, which diluted the sense of distance around him.

"This is my thank you. I went to other places as an exchange student a while ago and just came back, so I was negligent."

Zhu MSI asked politely: "College student exchange?"

Liang Yongfu nodded: "F major, I study law."

The two of them talked as they arrived near the carport.

Zhu Weixing wanted to see if the shared bicycle parked downstairs last night was pushed to the shed or was ridden away, but when he got there, he saw a group of onlookers.

The old lady of the Liang family who always sat in the corridor picking vegetables was also there, looking at her wife who was sweeping the carport with a serious face.It is Grandpa Liang who always moves a small bench to sit here and watch sports betting.After retiring, he worked as a carport manager in Lingjiali, responsible for guarding and cleaning.

Aunt Song and Aunt Chen also stood with this old lady Liang and murmured.

Aunt Song pointed to the ground: "These garbage must be made by the little bandits. I came back from my old mother's place last night and saw them burning paper money here with my own eyes."

Mrs. Chen asked, "Why burn paper at night? It's a mess. Who can these children burn paper for?"

Aunt Song leaned closer: "I went home and thought about it for a long time. Ordinary people would not go to the alley to burn it. The only possibility is the one burned for the Meng family..."

Mrs. Chen was shocked together with the people around: "Is the Meng family child gone?! When did it happen?"

"I think it's been a while. Think about it. Before summer, we saw little bandits running to the hospital. Now, Jiang Yi stays at home every day after the summer vacation. Do the math, it's gone at least a month ago," Aunt Song analyzed, "After Xiaomeng's accident, the doctor said that it was almost impossible to wake up again. He was brain dead. After lying in bed for two years and getting this result, everyone should be prepared. The paper must have been burned on him."

Mrs. Chen sighed: "Xiao Meng didn't reach twenty, it's a pity to lose it. But thinking about it again, the child is also a kind of relief, not only people suffer, but a day in the hospital is a day's money. After two years, I don't know how much it will cost. ,well."

Aunt Song asked the unsolved mystery in the alley: "Who is paying for the hospital expenses?"

"That's right, the Meng family in our alley is one of the poorest, and they don't have much contact with their neighbors. Lao Meng died more than ten years ago, and there are only two mothers and sons left in the Meng family. Whenever something happened to Xiao Meng, his mother lost her mind. Oh, isn't he imprisoned in the nursing home in L City, where did the Meng family get the money to spend Xiaomeng in the hospital for two years?"

"It can't be the little bandit, right? Although he is really good in this matter, Xiao Meng is introverted. He has never been close to anyone in the alley since he was a child. At the critical moment, he never thought that the little bandit would take the initiative to help him. In the past two years He also visited the hospital several times. But contribution is one thing, money, he certainly doesn’t have that much, even if he has, without relatives or reasons, who would give it out for no apparent reason, Xiangxue would not agree.”

A curly-haired aunt on the side suddenly lowered her voice: "I heard a possibility... don't go out and say it, it's just a possibility. Something will happen to Xiaomeng... In fact, it has nothing to do with the little bandit. You see, since childhood, who in the alley Haven't children been bullied by him? Not to mention children, adults have acted on his face. It is understandable that he helped his little brothers on weekdays, but Xiaomeng didn't know him well. Enthusiasm, it's really strange."

Hearing this, Zhu Weixing frowned slightly.

"You can't say that," said Grandpa Liang, holding a broom, unable to listen any longer. "Xiaomeng's life background is similar to Xiaoyi's. He may think that the two of them are mother and child, so he helped others. Xiaoyi was not in school before. Have you ever helped your classmates? You’ve even been on the news. We grew up together in the alleys, and if you do something good, you’ll be guessed randomly.

Auntie Song and Auntie Chen, who were usually talkative, also felt that Grandpa Liang was right, so they nodded accordingly.

"Meng Ji happened in the small town of Hongguang on the outskirts of the city. How could it be related to Jiang Yi? Meng Ji's money was paid by Hongguang Real Estate. Although Hongguang's low production has long been declared bankrupt, the property owner was also involved when the real estate was unfinished. , Of course, if there is a safety accident, you will be responsible.”

Zhu Weixing turned his head sideways and looked at Liang Yongfu who suddenly spoke beside him.

Red Light Town?This place is slightly familiar.

"The time for claiming compensation was the first public auction after the shutdown and restart of the Hongguang Town project. There were a lot of news on the Internet. The fact is that the property owner was afraid that the public would know about the matter and affect the resale of the property, so the money was given very readily and was enough for Meng Ji. The medical expenses for the past two years." Liang Yongfu continued to talk about the inside story that many people don't understand.

The old lady Liang had been listening to the gossip woman chatting in silence until she found her grandson coming, her face changed suddenly, and she smiled kindly.

"Ada, you got up so early? Have you had breakfast? Grandma will go back and cook for you."

Seeing Grandma Liang move forward, Liang Yongfu stopped her.

"Don't be busy, grandma. I have an interview in Zone Z today. It will take two hours on the way. I need to go there early."

After speaking, he smiled and looked at his sister: "Ah Xiao, what do you want for breakfast?"

Liang Yongli, who was ignored, just shook her head: "I'll just go to school to eat."

"Why did you go to school so early?" Grandma Liang asked, she caught a glimpse of her grandson looking at her and felt her tone sharp. She coughed and said, "Come back to eat with me."

Liang Yongli said nothing.

Liang Yongfu patted her on the head: "It's okay, my brother treats you to some snacks." He only nodded to his grandfather and Zhu Weixing, and left with his sister in his arms, ignoring the group of aunts and aunts with different faces.

Zhu Weixing didn't have the curiosity to pry into the neighbor's privacy, so seeing Jiao Cong coming out of the carport pushing the battery cart, he left with him.

On the way, Zhu Weixing asked Jiao Cong if there was any place nearby to buy second-hand bicycles.The traffic here is worrisome, so it is necessary to have a car.

Jiao Cong said: "The auto repair shop on Yuzhou Street has a wide range of business. There are second-hand and third-hand ones, and the price is also cheap. I bought my small battery there. It has not had any problems for many years. It is cost-effective. I used to When I was doing the decoration, I met the little boss, Apen, and I can ask for you, and I should be able to get a discount."

As soon as Zhu Weixing heard the name of the auto repair shop, he basically gave up the idea. He has a good relationship with that Aben, isn't it a fat pig running to the butcher's house and sending it to someone to repair?That's all.

Jiao Cong didn't listen to the answer, and suddenly asked: "Are you worried about Jiang Yi and the others?"

Zhu Weixing looked at him.

Jiao Cong smiled stupidly: "I didn't live here before, but I often came to my uncle's house to play, so I know something about the alley."

"A Pen and Jiang Yi have the strongest relationship, no one else can compare. They grew up mixed in Yuzhou Street and shantytowns. The old house in a different area of ​​A Pen's family was demolished. After graduating from middle school, he got the relocation money I set up an auto repair shop, and even found a master to learn from. Jiang Yi seems to follow suit. I heard that the technology is better than Ah Pen, so I will help in the shop if I have nothing to do. The milk stand is next to the auto repair shop. I think you You've already met him." After considering his words, Jiao Cong said, "He should be quite unfriendly to you."

After all, even Longlong knew that Zhu Liangliang was averse to Jiang Yi's face, and it was only normal for Jiao Cong to have heard these anecdotes.

Zhu MSI did not deny it.

Jiao Cong said: "Although many people said that Jiang Yi is not easy to mess with, I also thought so when I first came here, but after I met A Pen, my mind changed. These young men look fierce, but they are actually very righteous."

"It's like Meng Ji, who also lived in the alley, a boy about your senior year, who had an accident and was lying alone in the hospital and no one was looking after him. It was Jiang Yi who stood up and took someone to the hospital to take care of him. They didn't have any friendship, but Jiang Yi has been away for two years, until he disappeared a month ago. No matter what the purpose is, how many boys of this age have this responsibility alone?"

I don't know which sentence touched Zhu Weixing's empathy, and his heart trembled slightly.

After picking up the goods, I wish MSI to return to Yuzhou Street to open a shop.

Jiang Yi and his group arrived around 07:30 and walked along the street, looking for a stall for breakfast, but Jiang Yi stopped after walking a few steps.

Guan Xiaoliang also faintly sensed movement.

"what sound?"

trumpet?whistle? !

"Who drove the train to the street? Or the ferry?" Guan Xiaoliang couldn't help but look around when he heard the noise.It's a pity that there were so many people on the street that no target was found.

It was Jiang Yi who was decisive and left, finding the source of the noise in a blink of an eye.

I saw a thin and tall young man standing in front of the milk stand, wearing a white and blue striped T-shirt, holding a piece of silver flute head, playing seriously.He has a good appearance, a graceful posture, and slender limbs. Because of his outstanding temperament, at first glance, people will sigh that he is a beautiful young man playing the flute.But if you listen to it for a while, you will find that there is only one tune that this young man is blowing out.

Jiang Yi narrowed his eyes.

Guan Xiaoliang was surprised.

Lai Yang's mouth twitched.

Zheng Zhaowen said: "His business is good."

Compared with the few people in the previous two days, although today is not a good day, at least some people come to visit every few minutes, of course, most of them are attracted by the noise.Some people leave after a second glance, and some will stay and buy something after looking at it, which is better than the loudspeaker, at least it is fresh.

The flute is essentially a woodwind, which is not very loud among wind instruments. Compared with the brass pipe, it is the younger brother, but its penetrating power is notoriously strong. Even if it is only a single syllable, it flows out through the silver pipe hole, like a rainbow in the sky. The sharp blade pierced through the surrounding nothingness, hovered in the street, and sometimes overwhelmed the voices of people and barking dogs, attracting attention.

"What kind of stupid idea is this? It's so ugly! If you blow it twice, you won't be out of breath. Could it be possible to blow it all morning?" Lai Yang sneered.

After he finished speaking, he received a staring gaze from a man surnamed Jiang who had experienced his power, as if to say, "You know a lot."

Suddenly Guan Xiaoliang chuckled at the milk stall: "Fuck, this is okay?!"

I saw that besides all kinds of milk, there were also some cakes on the stall, not only for sale, but also with a box of milk, and a combination with a small ribbon on the cake. It is fresh, beautiful and inexpensive, and is very popular.

"Cakes from U Art Small Supermarket? Moved here to sell, thanks to him who figured it out! It's [-] cents more if you change hands, you have a good brain." Guan Xiaoliang was a little surprised.In fact, he didn't know, wishing MSI's purchase price would be more favorable.

After a few days of observation, Zhu MSI has some conclusions about Yuzhou Street and the milk stall.First, the issue of time.Pick it up and leave without queuing. This is the purpose of breakfast for those who go to work and go to school. Every minute and every second in the morning is extremely precious. Few people are willing to sit down and wait for a bowl of boiled noodles to eat a basket of soup dumplings.Then, there is the problem of overlapping categories. They are not the only ones selling milk on the street. Some stalls have less milk, but they can take it away with other breakfasts. Naturally, few people come to them to buy it alone.Furthermore, regarding market demand, in shanty towns, milk is not a must for breakfast, and more buyers are students or children, and such beautiful small cakes are quite attractive to such people.The western pastry market on Yuzhou Street is still blank. There is only a half-Chinese stall in the mobile market.I wish MSI a preliminary test of the water with a small cake. All three types of problems have been touched, and some results have been achieved, which proves that this direction is feasible.

As for playing the flute here, it's not what the bandit army thinks is a way to attract people, but I wish Wei Xing Gu Tan is bored, seeing that dogs barking and making noise will not hinder everyone's life, so I also use this time to practice, don't waste it.

Seeing Jiang Yi and his party, Zhu Weixing stopped his movements, slowly put away his flute in the eyes of everyone, turned around and entered the shop, but he didn't care about it.