Don't you have your own wives? [Entertainment]

Ancient City and Grassland ([-])

As an important town on the commercial road, Pingshan Ancient City still retains the custom of selling along the street.Every morning, just before dawn, there are vendors pushing their carts and shouting all the way. In the past, people used their mouths to yell, and the whole street could be heard all over the place. Now they have replaced it with loudspeakers and spread it to the yard. Sometimes it is somewhat distorted.

The most sold in the morning is the most commonly eaten traditional rice cake in Pingshan. It is ground with black rice and millet and made into a glutinous rice cake. Steamed in a pot, the upper part is millet cake, the lower part is black rice cake, and finally after steaming, a layer of honey osmanthus syrup is poured on the surface, cut into small pieces and sold along the street.

Because the residents in this small town basically cook their own meals every day, there are very few breakfast shops open. Only this kind of hawker rides tricycles day after day in street by street, one by one. Street sale.

Because this kind of cake sold out quickly, Wen Gui woke up early the next day to wait for it.

At 06:30 in the morning, the sky is basically bright.

Wen Gui fetched cold water from the well to brush his teeth and wash his face. He had just finished wiping his face when he heard yelling coming from the end of the street.

The courtyard where they live is in the middle of the whole street, and when the vendor came over, Wen Gui had already packed up and opened the courtyard door, and happened to see the cake vendor riding a light green light green car that had lost a lot of paint. There are several large buckets in the back of the tricycle, and thick quilts are wrapped outside to keep the rice cakes inside warm.

Wen Gui stretched out his hand to say hello: "Master, buy some rice cakes."

Hearing back so early in the morning, he didn't put much effort into making up for himself, just like on Xingchui Island before, he wiped his face and combed his hair every morning and it was considered tidy.

He casually put on a pair of short sleeves and a pair of sweatpants, pulled on his slippers and went straight out.Although it doesn't look very delicate, it also has a lot of real life.

Wen Gui's hair was brushed casually, and since he hadn't been to a barber shop for a month, the bangs on his forehead grew a lot, and he stroked them back, leaving a lot of broken hair hanging back to the sides .Especially when he bowed his head to pay, his messy hair weakened his gentle temperament after precipitation.

After paying the money, he raised his head slightly and smiled at the rice cake seller.

This smile suddenly stunned the fans in the live broadcast room, as if they had returned to the days when Wen Gui was in his early 20s in a blink of an eye.This sense of youth and maturity has reached a delicate balance in him.

Because Wen Gui bought a lot at once, the rice cake seller was very kind and gave him a cup of barley tea.

In the end, Wen Gui held eight servings of rice cakes and a cup of barley tea in his hand, and waved to the vendor. The vendor also waved to him with a smile. Knowing that he was not a local, he specially asked: "Rice cakes are so delicious." Make me eat it!"

Wen Gui responded with "Hey", and after watching the master ride away on his small car with a horn on it, he smiled at the camera and said, "Let's go, go back and wake up Teacher Pei."

【Great!Wake up the wife! 】

【Great!Peek at my wife sleeping! 】

【Great!Today, I want to grab my wife with Wen Gui too! 】

……

The camera followed Wen Gui and returned to the courtyard. Qin Ming also got up at some point, standing in the courtyard and brushing his teeth with a toothbrush. Gui Wen came in and had no time to talk to him so he raised his eyebrows. When you are greeting him.

Wen Gui naturally understood what he meant, and replied with a smile, then put the things on the table in the yard, and explained to him by the way before entering the house: "If you think the breakfast I bought for you is not enough, you can buy it again." Cook the porridge, I'll go and wake up Zhizhi first."

Qin Ming quickly rinsed his mouth, and made a gesture of understanding with him: "Okay, you can go."

The rice cakes Wen Gui bought were not small, one serving could at least fill a bowl, so it was no problem at all to eat it for breakfast.

After talking to Qin Ming, Wen Gui pushed open the door of his and Pei Zhigu's room.

In the end, the house was decided by a lottery among them. He and Pei Zhigu got the house that was half covered by the locust tree outside the wall.There is a kang built in the room, and the windows beside the kang are still the kind of wooden window frames with a sense of age. The glass is pasted with window grilles, half of which are turned up, and the color has faded a lot. Wengui found scotch tape to stick it again It took a while to fix it.

Pei Zhigu was still sleeping when Wen Gui walked into the room.

There was no air conditioner in the room, only a vertical fan was placed on the side of the kang, blowing his head. Pei Zhigu was half sideways facing the side of the kang, with only a thin blanket covering his body.

Wen Gui moved the fan a little farther away, then half-kneeled on the edge of the kang, stretched out his hand to play with the hair on Pei Zhigu's forehead, and called softly, "Squeak."

Pei Zhigu frowned slightly, but did not respond.

So Wen Gui called out again: "Zhizhi."

Pei Zhigu still didn't respond.

Because of sleeping, Pei Zhigu's bangs, originally divided on both sides, covered his eyes in a mess.His little half of his face was buried in the blanket, and he seemed to have lost the sense of alienation that he usually felt when he was awake, making him look extraordinarily harmless.

The viewers in the live broadcast room have seen the picture of Pei Zhigu just waking up or falling asleep many times, but no matter how many times they watch it, they still can't help but want to call it so cute!

[One thing to say after seeing so many amateurs, Professor Pei is the most amazing one I have ever seen (wiping my mouth)]

[Indeed, like that kind of precious porcelain, there are carvings and fine lines of ice cracks on it, it is placed quietly in the glass cabinet, fragile and beautiful]

[Sucking, the sisters in front of you will say that you can’t stand it anymore, let’s stick with us and elope with us I)(^$%&^]

Discussions were raging in the barrage, saying that he was like porcelain, like roses, like oil paintings, like afternoon piano music... Many, many kinds of modifiers were piled up on Pei Zhigu, almost piled up like the Palace of Versailles.

In fact, Pei Zhigu was mostly awake.Wen Gui woke up just once when he got up, and he couldn't sleep well even if he slept again, but he was a little lazy and didn't want to answer the words.

Finally, he heard Wen Gui chuckle helplessly, touched his earlobe, and said in a low voice: "Forget it, you go to sleep."

Just when he was about to go out to see if he needed help, Pei Zhigu suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist, closed his eyes, and asked in an indistinct voice: "What time is it?"

Wen Gui glanced at the wall clock in the room: "It's six forty."

Pei Zhigu opened his eyes slowly, looked at Wengui in silence, and said to him in a tone that could not be heard much begging: "Lie with me for a few more minutes."

After finishing speaking, his voice paused for a while before continuing: "I'm still a little sleepy."

Wen Gui gently held his wrist back, sat directly on the edge of the kang, took off his shoes and lay down beside him again.

Looking at Pei Zhigu who was close at hand, Wen Gui gently kissed his hair.

He smiled and said, "Professor Pei, why are you still lying in bed at such an age?"

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, Pei Zhigu pinched the side of his waist severely. The pain caused him to gasp subconsciously and clenched his teeth. After a while, he pretended to be wronged and sighed, saying, "It hurts so much." .”

Pei Zhigu just sneered and replied unhurriedly with his eyes closed.

"Should."

The author says:

Should(.)