My little dad, you can't afford to mess with me

Daughter-in-law: [Let’s separate and calm down first, I’ll be on location and leave for a while. ]

As soon as I turned it on here, I saw a WeChat message from Xu Rui.

As before, where to go, who to go with, and how long to go, I didn't mention it at all.

What did Xu Rui do outside, how many gossips on Weibo, Shen Lang didn't bother to ask any more, the answer he got was always two words: fake.

What I want to hear is not just these two words.

The corner of San Lang's mouth curled up, his throat felt sour, he threw the phone into the drawer of the wooden cabinet, wrapped his sleeping bag tightly on the recliner, tilted his head, looked far away, and stared at the corner of the wall in a daze.

On the counter of the grocery store, an orange cat jumped down, paced, stretched out its claws, and grabbed the tin box in the corner——

It was a rusty, round and flat moon cake box, and a plate of incense was burning inside.

One circle and one circle, nine bends and eighteen bends.

It's really hard to bend.

Amidst the smog, a piece of incense ash broke off, and the ashes, wrapped in red fire, fell into the iron box.

The orange cat froze for a while, its meat pad accidentally stepped on the gray fire, and it jumped onto the young man with a "meow".

San Lang caught the fat cat, turned over lazily, rubbed the cat's paws with his fingers, and suddenly laughed silently——

The lover I have been loving all these years began to drift away from me.

If you don't go back and summarize it like this, I really can't believe that the relationship between the two will develop like this.

Reported snow tonight, but it is still sunny.

In the afternoon of early winter, the sun is just right, and the first snow has not yet melted.

There is an elementary school diagonally opposite Taohuali Sandao Street, which is the main source of income for this old-fashioned grocery store.

At this time, the children had not finished their classes, there were few pedestrians on the one-way street in front of the shop, the light and shadows on the snowy road moved slightly, and the ears were quiet, only the sound of the wind, so quiet that people were sleepy and just wanted to take a nap.

When he woke up in the morning, he sneezed a few times. He was sweating at the parent-child sports meeting, and the cold wind blew again. He had a slight cold, and it didn't get better for almost a week.

Shen Lang lay on his back, facing the light, raised his hand to press his forehead, after a while, his eyes blinked, and he didn't know if he fell asleep.

This is an old-fashioned grocery store that has been in business for 30 years.

In Taohuali on the outskirts of the city, there is an old two-story single-family house with a living room and a warehouse upstairs, and about 300 square meters downstairs for shops.The inside and outside of the grocery store are dilapidated, and the lighting is not enough. It is just a business that barely makes ends meet.

Chai, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar tea, sundry snacks and popcorn.

Eyes are full of mottled marks left by time.

After grandma left, only grandpa was left, and he had no relatives.

Just in time for just graduating from university and finding employment difficult, San Lang came back without saying a word and took over the grocery store. He followed his grandmother's last wish, no rent, no payment, no change of job. Business as usual.

Soon, the old neighbors in Taohuali got the letter-after the old lady passed away, the old man must not have enough energy alone. Everyone thought that the grocery store was going to be closed down. Thinking, the grandson of the old couple who is studying in college is back.

Like his peers in Taohuali, all of San Lang's childhood memories are in this old shop selling soft drinks and snacks.

Grandpa's cigarette.

Grandma's hot noodle soup.

And my mother's smiling face in the sunset.

After the first heavy snowfall, it cleared up for several days in a row, and the sunset glowed on the one-way street in Peach Blossom. When the bell of the school opposite rang, the children got out of school and ran to the grocery store impatiently.

From the gate of the primary school, you can see a large area of ​​shantytowns at a glance. They are called "urban village houses" by the people nearby, and they are basically rented out to migrant workers.Not far ahead is a street of shops, the most famous of which is this old grocery store called "Dabaihuo".

At four o'clock in the afternoon, there are many people on the one-way street dyed red by the setting sun, and the laughter of children can be heard from afar.

The shutter door of the grocery store was wide open.

In the smog of incense coils, on a reclining chair piled with bedding, a sleeping bag in the shape of a green silkworm baby was tightly wrapped. Shen Lang nestled in it, sneezing, dizzy, and dejected, and started his early sleep. Step into the lazy days of retirement living.

"Wow, big brother, where does the smoke come from?"

Shen Lang: "Shh, don't make noise, I want to ascend to heaven."

As usual, there were people coming and going at the grocery store, Shen Lang was wrapped in his sleeping bag, he didn't bother to open his eyes, and he kept talking to each other.

"Uncle, I want to eat biscuits."

"Choose yourself."

"Xiao Lang, half of my aunt's cooking is fried, there is no ginger at home, and there is no change, come and find me some change..."

"Come on, Axie, thirty-five cents, take a piece."

"Then I'll take it. Pick a piece of ginger. In the evening, your uncle will go downstairs and ask him to bring you a piece of glutinous corn. The last crop is very fragrant."

"Okay, thank you, auntie."

"Yo, Brother Shen, why are you lying down?"

"A little cold."

"I gave the money to the cat, where is the old vinegar?"

"Left, look up, reach out, reach up."

"Big brother, why doesn't the cat eat potato chips?"

"Who knows, Axie, postpartum depression, bigu."

"Why doesn't it move..."

"It's settled."

"what is that?"

"It's hibernation."

"……Well!"

Having said that, Mrs. Orange Cat may have been dissatisfied that her name is "Zhaocai", as always, she is out of gregarious.The child yelled at it and fed it, but it didn't even smell it. It just sat proudly on the counter with a doughy face, no matter how much you teased it, I wouldn't move.

The grocery store is booming and full of people.

The sound of jingling coins came from the money box under the cat's paw, and Zhao Cai quietly shook his ears.

At this moment, Shen Lang noticed that a low-pitched question rang out from the noisy voices——

"Boss, buy a barrel of engine oil."

The voice of an adult male is not loud, quiet and gentle, which is quite abrupt in the clear and clear voice of a child.

"How greasy, is chicken essence okay?" Shen Lang muttered and sneezed.

After the man entered the door, he immediately attracted the attention of the housewives in the store. He was about 34 years old, dressed in suits and leather shoes. At the side of the grocery pile in the corner.

I just asked a question, and vaguely heard someone answer, the man heard the voice and stepped forward: "Is the shop owner there?"

Shen Lang: "Stop, look down."

man:"……"

San Lang: "Uncle, you are riding me."

man:"……"

San Lang squirmed twice on the recliner, the zipper of the sleeping bag got stuck, he was lying on his back, his head was sideways, his eyes were squinted, and in his out-of-focus vision was a pair of long legs that were close at hand.

Well, this elevation angle is a bit tricky, almost a negative distance, looking up, the legs are all below the neck.

He is a well-dressed middle-aged man.

Take a closer look——

Ah Choo, that zero score...

ominous.

Shen Lang: Has the enemy come to visit?

Shang Yuxian looked around at the very impressive customer flow in the store. Interestingly, it was a big fat cat who collected the money, and the customers were very conscious of paying and giving change.

He didn't look away until he heard someone respond, and noticed that what was under his eyelids was not a pile of goods, but a double folding recliner piled with bedding.

The young man on the reclining chair was flattened and wrapped tightly in a sleeping bag in the shape of a silkworm baby, with half of his head exposed, blinking at him.

Those peach blossom eyes were a little more bloodshot than a few days ago, but the young man's appearance was so outstanding that Shang Yuxian recognized it at a glance.

The long legs were impartial, and they were touching Shen Lang's forehead.

Didn't you say "don't see each other again"?

Shen Lang had a stuffy nose: "Uncle, are you all right?"

Shang Yuxian's face was expressionless, as if he didn't recognize him, he took half a step away without any trace, nodded in greeting, and said: "Hello, the car broke down, buy a barrel of oil, GT magic red."

San Lang: "..."

It took five seconds to react.

San Lang: "No."

The man paused for a moment, before asking for the next best thing: "Are there any snow tires?"

Shen Lang showed no expression: "No."

"Then snow chains."

"No."

"Hydraulic torque wrench..."

With an expression of "you stepped on the horse on purpose", Shen Lang resisted the urge to sacrifice Du Niang: "No."

"Tow chain..."

"No."

"Apple data cable."

"No."

"nothing?"

"No."

Shang Yuxian frowned slightly: "You mean, you don't have what I want to buy here?"

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows, curled his lips, and looked at the dazzling array of shelves: "Guess?"

Shang Yuxian: "..."

San Lang: "..."

The man narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly: "..."

Shen Lang smiled: "..."

In the blink of an eye, the two were at a stalemate.

Shang Yuxian first looked away, turned sideways, lowered his eyes, shook his head imperceptibly, and smiled lightly.

An introverted expression of disappointment to the younger generation but pity and heartache.

San Lang: "???"

Yaoshou, I didn't turn over the almanac for the opening, and I met a big showman.

Immediately afterwards, Shang Yuxian murmured: "The big shop is bullying customers?"

San Lang: "..."

Shen Lang's eyelids twitched, he turned over and sat up wrapped in a sleeping bag, and explained repeatedly: "It's not that I don't have it. Ah Xie, one size counts for one size. In business talk business, I really don't have what you want here."

"Young man, since you've opened a store, you don't want to be lazy and pompous," Shang Yuxian interrupted him, with a gentle voice but a stern face, "Fake big empty is even more important, what about goodwill?"

Shen Lang looked confused: "Huh?"

He only heard the other party throw down the next sentence: "How dare you open a shop if you have nothing?"

San Lang: "..."

"You still dare to call yourself a big department store?"

San Lang: "..."

WTF?

What's the matter with this Xiaoxin's sense of sight?

Hey no, what is this uncle doing here?

After Shang Yuxian finished speaking, he said "goodbye" with a smile, glanced at him lightly, and nodded politely, then turned and walked out of the shop.

San Lang: "..."

The polite mocking eyes of the smiling gentleman were gone.

Duo Duo is here to spoil the scene!

Shen Lang froze for a while, then came back from his mind wandering, suddenly his face was red and his ears were red, his anger rose from his heart, and his evil turned to his gallbladder, he thumped, spun, jumped, and wriggled vigorously in his sleeping bag.

come.

Hurt each other.

The insult at last week's sports meeting is not over yet, new and old grudges are counted together, it doesn't matter if you are a god or a monster, please explode immediately on the spot, okay?

What the hell is a big shop bullying customers?

This is to blackmail me and prevent me from doing business.

Seeing the figure of that person come out of the door, he straightened up, wrapped in the baby silkworm, jumped straight to the ground, bounced forward a long way, and forcefully explained:

"I didn't bully you, uncle, hold back, damn it, if the car breaks down, go to a car repairer, if the cable is dead, go to a mobile phone seller, I'm a soy sauce seller!"

Jumping to the gate of the grocery store, he managed to free his arms from the sleeping bag. The neighbors who were buying vegetables in the store quickly gathered around and looked at the "model of filial piety" Can Lang lovingly. up.

It is worthy of being responsible for the beauty of Peach Blossom, and even the daily look is so fashionable.

"Ah, big brother is wearing vegetable worms!"

"Why are you in such a hurry, what happened?"

"Who is this person? He's here to redeem the shop again. If he doesn't sell it, he doesn't sell it. The small ginseng shop doesn't sell it. This shop has been in business for 30 years. It's a landmark building in our peach blossoms. If it doesn't sell it, it won't be sold!"

"It doesn't look like a cashier, didn't you pay for your purchases?"

The proprietress of Laowang Pancake Shop stepped forward, fighting side by side with Shen Lang defensively: "Xiao Lang, tell auntie, what happened to him, ah?"

Shen Lang felt dizzy for a while, and sneezed: "???"

Interrupted by the uncle who was blown by some evil wind, he almost forgot that he was a poor man who was abandoned by his lover. Gu Ying felt sorry for himself and brewed the melancholy mood all afternoon, and now he couldn't be hypocritical anymore.

"Just this physique? It's obvious what I should do with him," Shen Lang sneered, squeezed his fists, and pulled the man in front of him casually, "It's okay, we're separated, the road is narrow, and we've met enemies."

Everyone: "..."

San Lang: "???"

After recovering from the silence, I realized that I was standing at the door of the house, with disheveled clothes, a haggard face, red eyes, and I was holding on to the sleeve of my "enemy".

San Lang: "..."

The other party struggled a bit, and Shen Lang trembled, a little convulsed, his fingers hooked and he grasped even tighter.

The man sighed, turned around, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at the young man.

Facing the afterglow of the setting sun, Shen Lang was dazzled by the snow and rosy clouds.

If he hadn't listened to the kindergarten gossip, he would never have believed that the uncle in front of him had already passed away.

Time has favored him, age is just an add-on, time has made him too calm, indescribably precious, like a glass of red wine, mellow and charming.

Even Shen Lang, who was exaggerated since childhood, had to secretly praise "good manner".

Realizing that he lost his mind when he saw a man, Shen Lang panicked, and said: "It's a misunderstanding, I'm a good person, I can sit upright and stand upright."

Throat dry, gradually, the voice becomes smaller.

He found that although he was tall, he was overwhelmed by the uncle's aura, and he seemed a little weak with no future.

So, San Lang took half a step forward, approaching him in a pretentious manner, and lowered his head to stare into the opponent's eyes, "So, this gentleman, what did you come here for, and you specifically asked for my address?"

Shang Yuxian turned sideways, with a bit of exhaustion shrouded in his description, "No, and there is no need to inquire."

Shen Lang snapped his neck left and right twice, and the ruffian energy he learned when setting up a stall in the night market came up: "Let's make it clear first, Boss Shang, if you want to rob your house, you still have to smash the place. Let's deal with it outside. My family has An old man over seventy years old has a bad heart, I tell you, don't mess around."

Shang Yuxian stared at him with a trace of inquiry in his eyes.

Compared with the sunny and handsome man I saw last week, the young man in front of me seems to be more mature and responsible.

Shen Lang noticed his scrutiny: "What are you looking at?"

Shang Yuxian lowered his eyes, was silent for a while, and finally moved the corner of his mouth: "Many people are watching."

Can Lang looked around at the melon-eating crowd, looked down at the hand he was holding on to, and looked at the man's slightly uncomfortable expression, chattering on the road, it was indeed... not very good.

When the young man was about to let go, Shang Yuxian suddenly made a backhand and grabbed the other's wrist, "Wait a minute."

San Lang: "???"

"Borrow it," Shang Yuxian said, "Please come with me."

San Lang: "..."

You said it wasn't revenge?How familiar this passage sounds.

The grocery store asked the neighbor's aunt to take care of it, and after hearing Shang Yuxian's general idea, Shen Lang and the other party came to the national highway.

"...So, if you couldn't get a taxi, you just left Tangtang in the car and came to me for help?"

San Lang and Tangtang gave a warm hug first, then wrapped Xiaotuanzi tightly in a sleeping bag, stood on the side of the road with her in their arms, and looked at the black car that broke down in the snow pit five meters away.

"It's shopping." Shang Yuxian corrected, took out a business card from his coat pocket and handed it over.

"This road is about to be scrapped. Whoever still takes the small national road now will enter Lincheng two kilometers ahead. In this situation, it is normal to call a friend for help, or call a tow truck. I don't know how to repair it. Car." Shen Lang looked him up and down, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and a business windbreaker that was not too thick.

Shen Lang asked, "Where's your cell phone?"

Shang Yuxian: "No electricity."

"Can't charge in the car?" Shen Lang asked again.

"There is no data cable."

"is it?"

Shen-Conan-Lang chuckled, his eyes full of suspicion, and he glanced at the thin piece of paper between Shang Yuxian's fingers.

I thought the other party wanted to pass me a business card, but it turned out that it had the address and phone number of "Da Department Store" and a string of ballpoint pen writing on it, which looked familiar.

After a closer look, he was suddenly speechless.

Taking two steps forward to look closely at the sign of the black car, there is a string of English under VW, and suddenly recalling last week that Dabai touched the headlight of a veteran cadre, Shen Lang raised his eyes in surprise, and met the other's gaze.

Shen Lang sneezed, his nose was red, his eyes were full of horror: "???"

Shang Yuxian smiled: "..."

It was Shang Tangtang who answered, and the child pointed at his car, "Big Brother, I saw you when I came out on the day of the sports meeting. Big Brother was cleaning Dad's car. Dad is busy, so he never does it."

San Lang: "..."

What the hell is cleaning the car, baby, is that called anti-reconnaissance?

It turned out that it was not the enemy who came to the door, but the creditor.

The scene of the crime was also caught by the parties.

"It's a bit dirty. My brother likes to be clean." San Lang smiled dryly at the child, looked at Shang Yuxian, and said hesitantly, "If I say, my Dabai is standing gracefully by the side of the road, it was Dahui who came over to flirt first Sao, Dabai had no choice but to fight back, which accidentally injured Dahui's right eye, do you believe it?"

Shang Yuxian smiled with emotion in his eyes: "It was me, it was too hasty..."

"Already changed?" Shen Lang interrupted him, bent over to check the undamaged headlights, touched the back pocket of his jeans, "I have the wallet at home, how much is it, if it's too much, I can't make it up for now, I'll pay you in installments. "

Shang Yuxian stepped forward, stuffed the business card between his fingers, and said softly, "There's no need for money."

Shen Lang: "Then, if I don't need to pay, this matter will be over?"

Shang Yuxian: "Then what do you think..."

Shen Lang: "Come on, uncle, don't think I'm young, I'm still sensible, I have to return the things I borrowed, and I have to compensate for the damaged things, otherwise I won't be able to sleep well."

Shang Yuxian praised: "This is your good character."

"..."

Shen Lang was stunned: "You praised it, I almost believed what you said, a headlight is not cheap, it saved me a lot of money, tell me, what do you think?"

Shang Yuxian: "The future will be long, and the narrow kindness will be repaid."

San Lang: "???"