The road of the house owner of the pig in the Chanyuan

"So you brothers are both Japanese," the boss picked out two bunches of big and red candied haws and handed them to Naoya and Gojo Satoru. Seeing the two of them, he said with emotion, but what he said turned out to be a bit lame Japanese, "I heard you speak Chinese so well just now, I thought you were traveling from China."

Gojo Satoru could finally understand, and for a moment he couldn't care less about the candied haws he was looking forward to, and hurriedly said, "So you were really speaking Chinese just now!" Then he turned his head to look at Naoya, and said suspiciously, "You When did you learn this, why don’t I know it at all?”

"Ah, um... I also learned by myself." Naoya looked away with some guilt, and quickly changed the subject, "That... By the way, boss, have you only learned Japanese not long ago? ? It doesn’t sound like you’re very skilled.”

Although he was not very satisfied with Naoya's perfunctory explanation, but seeing that the other party didn't seem to want to say anything, Gojo Gojo followed him. Anyway, he would always find a chance to ask for clarification in the future. Gojo Gojo secretly raised his eyebrows and thought, he is very patient. of.

"Ah, I heard it," heard the words, the boss smiled heartily, and then said, "I came with my son last year. He was transferred from work, and he was worried that I would be alone at home, so he brought me with him. After a year, there is no major problem with my daily speech, but the response of my ears is always a bit slow, and my brain is always a bit behind when I hear people chanting Japanese."

After all, he smiled and waved his hands, "After all, I'm still old. I can't compare to you young people. It's so easy to learn everything."

"No, what you said is very good." Naoya comforted, "And I think you are only 50 or [-] years old, so you can't be considered old."

Unexpectedly, the boss was amused after hearing this, and said happily, "I'm a little guest, but I'm 64 years old this year."

"Ah?" This time it was Naoya's turn to be surprised, "You look so good, I thought you were only in your early fifties at the most."

"Haha, I wish I had a talking grandson like you." The boss patted Naoya's head with a smile, and joked, his eyes were full of love for children, "Taste my candied haws soon. , if the icing melts in a while, it won’t taste good, if you like it, I’ll give you two more skewers.”

"Thank you, boss." Feeling the closeness of the other party and the warmth of the palm covering the top of the head, although he didn't intend to avoid it, but he still felt a little awkward in his heart, so he changed the subject, "By the way, we haven't paid the money yet. How about you, how much is the total?"

The boss smiled after hearing this and was about to say something when Zhen Wang just followed him and tentatively walked into the shop, calling softly, "Master, you..."

But the next moment, she saw her own young master and Wujo Wu young master, each holding a bunch of red ones, eating like the things stuck on the wooden pier outside the door, standing in front of an older middle-aged man, It should be the owner of this store, who was looking at Master Naoya benevolently, but after she entered the door, he turned his eyes to her in surprise.

"Hello, what can I do for you?" the boss asked with some doubts. Did he call "Master"?

Immediately after he realized something, he looked down at the black-haired child in front of him, and saw that the child turned his head and responded with obvious familiarity. As for the older white-haired child next to him, um...he was enjoying it. They were eating candied haws, but there was no change in their expressions. It seemed that the three of them did know each other.

"It's really a good time for you to come, do you want to try the candied haws here?" After hearing the voice, Naoya turned around and waved with a smile to let Zhenwang in, and then glanced at the delicious candied haws. Gojo Wujo said narrowly, "Look, Wujo has completely fallen into it."

"This is...?" Even though he already knew that the three of them probably had a close relationship, but out of politeness, the boss still asked Naoya softly.

"She took care of me... Well, sister, she came to Chinatown with us." Naoya gave a brief introduction with a smile, and then said, "Boss, please give me another bunch of candied haws."

"Okay, wait a minute." The boss nodded with a smile after hearing this, turned around to get the candied haws in the window, and roughly guessed the identity of the child in his mind.

However, he didn't care too much, no matter which family the child came from, to him right now, he was just a little guest whom he thought was a bit of a catch-all.

Speaking of which, he really deserves to be a child of a rich family. Although he has heard that some aristocratic or wealthy families would let their children learn at least two foreign languages ​​​​early, he just didn't expect it. At the age of five or six, has it already started...

And listening to the conversation between the two children just now, the black-haired child is still self-taught, probably because of his family's request.

Thinking of this, the boss couldn't help feeling sorry for the child, who was about to suffer so much at such a young age, so when he was picking candied haws, he deliberately picked the largest, roundest and plump bunch, wrapped it in a layer of gauze-like glutinous rice paper, and gave it to him He picked up the child and said with a smile, "Come on, connect it firmly, but be careful not to take it off."

"Thank you, boss." Naozai didn't know what kind of poor person the boss had set up for himself. After taking the candied haws, he thanked him politely, and then handed it to Zhenwang, "Here, take it, and try it quickly." See if it suits your taste."

"Thank you, master," Zhenwang frowned and took the candied haws in Naoya's hand. The thin and transparent sugar coating showed a bit of crystal clear flavor against the sunlight, and paired with the plump red color of the hawthorn, it was as dazzling as a ruby. Eye-catching, if it weren't for the embellishment of white sesame seeds, it would have been bursting with a faint sweet fragrance. I really hope that this is some kind of handicraft from Huaguo.

After a shallow taste, through the glutinous rice porridge as thin as cicada's wings, the sweetness instantly attached to the tip of the tongue, and there was also a hint of coolness that was not obvious, which made Zhen Wang, who had never tasted similar sweets and snacks, opened his eyes slightly, There was a bit of exclamation in her tone, "Well, it's so sweet..."

"That's not right, Mamo," Naoya stopped him with a funny face, and then pointed to Wujo Wujo, who had wiped out most of the candied haws, "Look, just like Wujo, just break it open with your teeth, or bite off the whole thing and put it in your mouth." Taste it."

"You're right, otherwise if you finish licking the icing, you'll only be left with sour hawthorns." The boss also echoed with a smile beside him.

Zhenwang nodded knowingly, but his face was slightly flushed. After all, he couldn't make the move to bite off the whole candied haws. He just bit off half of it and put it between his lips and teeth to chew. For a moment, it was sour and sweet The wonderful taste blooms in the mouth. After the sugar coating is broken, the sweet and juicy crumbs are fused with the sour flesh of the hawthorn, making the hawthorn, which was so sour that the teeth fell out, become a delicious dessert that is completely different from the original.

"It's delicious," Zhenwang covered her lips in surprise to cover up her little movement of licking the sugar residue from the corner of her mouth with the tip of her tongue, then looked at Naoya and said, "Thank you, young master, I like it very much."

"Well, as long as you like it," Naoya just bit down a candied haws, feeling the taste of nostalgia, the oversized candied haws stuffed his little cheeks like a little hamster, and made With a happy expression on his face, such a cute appearance, the boss beside him couldn't help laughing.

After noticing the boss's expression, Naoya came back to his senses, puffed his cheeks quickly, touched the pockets of his body with his free hand, and apologized at the same time, "I'm sorry, I have to pay you I forgot the money...hey, where's my wallet?"

"Master, your wallet is with me." Fortunately, Zhenwang reminded me in time, which prevented Naoya from searching, "I left it with me when I went out, and I originally wanted to give it to you just now. But you and Master Wu ran too fast, I forgot for a while."

Then Zhen Wang looked at the boss and asked politely, "Excuse me, how much is the total?"

The boss smiled and reported the number.

Zhen Wang nodded after hearing this, and was about to take out his wallet to pay the bill, when Gojo Satoru next to him suddenly raised a bare bamboo stick with only a few residues on it, looked at the boss with bright blue eyes and said loudly, "Boss, please give me the money again." Come ten skewers! This is... what is it called? Gourd skewers?"

Naoya, who was standing by the side with candied haws in his mouth, almost choked after hearing this. Even the boss himself was stunned by Gojo Satoru's posture, and he didn't react for a long time , just asked in a daze, "Ten, ten strings?"

"Yeah!" Gojo Satoru quickly nodded in response, looking expectant.

It is also a model of daring to ask and daring to answer.

"Ten strings, you big-headed ghost!" Naoya, who came back to his senses, had a burst of veins on his forehead, grabbed Gojo Wu by the back collar of his clothes, pulled him over, and gritted his teeth, "You eat candied haws for food? Do you still want to have teeth!"

"As long as I like it, there's nothing wrong with it," Wu Zengxiang Gojo Satoru was very strong and straightforward, and argued vigorously, "And I'm not afraid of changing my teeth, my teeth are getting better!"

"Then you can't eat ten skewers. You just finished eating one skewer, okay?!" Naoya said unhappily. know good or bad.

"But I ate it too fast just now, and I haven't come to taste how delicious it is." Gojo Satoru said aggrievedly, looking at Naoya who was holding his collar with resentment, his pursed mouth seemed to be able to hang The kettle is average.

Obviously, as long as he wants to, he can break free from Naoya's 'shackles' very easily, but he still wants to act as if he is completely manipulated by the other party.

"So you just want to buy ten skewers and eat to your heart's content?" Naoya couldn't believe it, "Do you think your stomach is a bottomless pit? No, you can eat at most one more skewer."

"Nine sticks!" Gojo Satoru bargained.

"Two strings" Naozai was not moved at all on the face, but he still reluctantly reported an extra string.

"Seven strings!" Gojo Satoru continued his efforts.

"Two strings, two strings are two strings," Naoya at the moment seemed to be the hardest rock, with a cold face interrupting Gojo Satoru who was trying to continue the discussion, and raised his finger, "If you keep talking, You can only eat one bunch."

"Tch, cheapskate." In the end, Gojo Goku muttered in a low voice with his mouth curled. Although his expression was still aggrieved, he could only calm down.

Naoya didn't care about Wujo Wu's little thoughts at all, and nodded to the boss who had already recovered from his senses, "Okay, boss, please, just give him two more bunches of candied haws."

Seeing that the older boy was "subdued" by the younger boy, the boss couldn't help laughing, shook his head and said, "Okay, here we come."

I really hope to see this, and I also stepped forward to pay.

After the boss handed the two bunches of candied haws wrapped in glutinous rice paper to Gojo Satoru, who had bright eyes, she handed over the cash she had already prepared. She just stretched out her arm, but let the red string on her wrist The hanging ornaments were completely displayed in front of the boss.

"This is...?" The boss who took the cash was a little dazed, and asked hesitantly, "Excuse me, is the wooden cicada tied on your hand?"

"Well, you mean this?" Zhenwang looked at the boss's eyes, raised his arm slightly, and pointed to the red rope on his wrist, "This one is indeed a cicada carved out of walnut wood."

Then, as if he couldn't help it, a ray of warm light bloomed in Zhenwang's eyes, with an imperceptible sense of showing off, and smiled softly, "It's... the birthday gift that the young master carved for me .”