Wu's mother was sitting in a wheelchair and was pushed into the stove by Wu An'an. She asked Lu Yanshi, "Do you have anything you don't want to eat?"

Her voice was very gentle, and her hair was not the explosive head that Wu Zhizhi said. It was a long black hair, but there was a few blanks under the long hair. It was a relationship that was deliberately maliciously pulled away. Lu Yanshi didn't want to stare at her face and hair so rudely, but this kind of appearance was special in people's eyes, and it was involuntarily attracted attention.

He looked for a while before he came to his senses, "I don't eat coriander."

The voice became lighter involuntarily.

Wu's mother smiled, turned on the fire, and cooked him a bowl of lotus root, corn flour. She was not as talkative as those noisy middle-aged aunts. After cooking the rice flour, Wu Anan pushed her back into the inner room. I don't know if she didn't like to face outsiders or because of her instinctive inferiority, she wanted to avoid everyone's sight.

The rice noodles were served by Wu Tong.

Lu Yanshi glanced at him when he took disposable chopsticks.

The first time, I no longer complained that the broken store would go bankrupt sooner or later, and I didn’t say in my heart that this guy must be a mute.

He thought it was a strange home, but unexpectedly, it was an unfortunate home.

Yes, Wu Zhizhi is dressed in a strange costume and is rebellious, Wu Tong is introverted and taciturn, and Wu Anan is mature and sensible. No matter how you look at the personalities of these three children, they are all affected by the unfortunate family.

Only Wu Anan's personality looks a little normal, but Wu Anan is also so sophisticated that it makes people feel distressed.

It is obvious that this family should not have a father. Even if there is one, based on Wu’s face, he knows that it is a violent garbage who loves to do things.

He felt a little sad tonight.

But who has no bad things? Thousands of people suffer a lot. As the saying goes, every family has a difficult sutra to recite.

*

On Sunday morning, Lu Yanshi was holding a pillow at someone's house, and there was a red ultraviolet ray under his eyes.

Outside the window is the bustling morning market hawking sound.

It was so noisy in the early morning!

Lu Yanshi scratched his head irritably, opened his eyes, and the sun was shining brightly outside, slantingly on his bed, making him look like a layer of golden light was crossed.

He "fucked".

Forgot to pull the curtains last night.

No wonder it's so noisy.

Lu Yanshi lives on the third floor, and there are four large windows in front of the bed. If you forget to pull the window before going to bed at night, you will definitely be awakened by the warm sun the next day.

He sat up and got upset, making him feel so upset.

When I walked to pull the curtains, I saw many vendors selling vegetables, fruits and breakfast gathered on both sides of the road outside. This is the morning market in a small city. It starts at five or six o'clock and ends on time at nine o'clock. If the urban management team does not end at nine o'clock, they will come out to arrest people.

Lu Yanshi's uncle's home is in a bustling commercial street. It is normal for someone to set up the morning market in the morning. Zhang Ning also likes to go out to buy some farm side dishes and prepare some breakfast for the children to eat. Today is no exception. After Zhang Ning bought a few mutton soup noodles, he started calling people upstairs and downstairs.

"It's time to have breakfast, Yan Shi, Yan Ze, Xin Xia, you guys are coming down to have breakfast."

"Hey!" Xu Xinxia responded in the room.

"Here you come." Xu Yanze also rubbed his eyes and came out of the bedroom.

These two children are both high-quality imitationalists who can get up early and memorize English words. Only Lu Yanshi is still in bed and doesn't want to get up.

"Where is Yan Shi? Has he got up?" Zhang Ning asked the two children downstairs.

The two looked at each other, and Xu Xinxia said, "My cousin hasn't gotten up yet."

Zhang Ning shook his head and called Xu Yanze, "Yanze, your cousin hasn't come down yet, how can you eat you first? Go and ask him to come down, otherwise the noodles will be ruined."

"Oh, he won't listen to us." Xu Yanze spoke helplessly, "He ignored us at all. Didn't you notice?"

Zhang Ning looked bad, "Just go!"

Xu Yanze had no choice but to climb up to the third floor and knock on Lu Yanshi's door, "Cousin, I'll have breakfast. I'll eat noodles. If you don't get the noodles down, you will get rid of them."

Lu Yanshi was actually awake, standing in front of the window and looking at the morning market outside, just not talking.

"Cousin?" Xu Yanze knocked on the door again.

"I won't eat." Lu Yanshi annoyed him and knocked on the door and responded.

"If you don't eat noodles, you'll waste it."

"That's a waste." He didn't appreciate it at all.

Xu Yanze was in a bad mood and leaned against the door panel and complained, "You just didn't have to suffer." Then he turned around and left.

Lu Yanshi stood motionless in front of the window, with no expression on his face.

*

At noon, Lu Yanshi came out of his house. He was not used to the dishes made by Zhang Ning. They were not authentic and not delicious.

He would rather go out and eat without wanting to torture his stomach.

Leaving alone, Zhang Ning sighed.

Today is Sunday and I have nothing to do, so Lu Yanshi plans to go to the new city area and buy a pair of shoes.

He went to the bank next door to withdraw some cash and checked the balance.

There are 42,375 yuan and 40 cents left.

The card given by Xu Man has been stopped by her. The money he has earned himself, and the money he bought out of the songs at the time.

After looking at the money for a long time, he nodded the card and turned around and left.

Since he didn't have much money left, he went to Xincheng District and considered it. He did not go to the department store to buy shoes. Instead, he went to the sports store on the street and picked a pair of white sneakers worth more than 300 yuan.

He hadn't worn such cheap shoes in his life, so he stood up and walked two steps in the store. He felt that the shoes felt good and were quite soft, so he bought them.

Then I went to watch a movie, had a meal, and planned to go home.

He doesn't have much money left now, so he can't squander it like before, otherwise he would have to lower his head and beg Xu Man to give him money in a few days.

There was a men's watch in the glass window on the side of the road. He glanced at it, took two steps back, and looked at the sign at the door.

It was written as Vacheron Constantin, and then he left without looking back.

Although he fell in love with him, he had no money, so forget it, he didn't want to call the scumbag parents for a watch.

Perhaps he was gradually getting used to the rhythm of a small city, so he was no longer so irritable. He also felt quite leisurely when he looked at the old man squatting under the trees on both sides of the road.

When passing a large mural in the square, Lu Yanshi stopped.

Someone was taking photos of the costumes there. This was not a strange thing, but the strange thing was the female model who was photographed.

The female model was wearing a loose light blue sweater and sat next to a red mailbox, pressing her long legs against one side, revealing the dark jeans underneath.

The photographer lay on the ground in a large shape and pressed the spotlight on her.

And she, with a lazy and confused smile, her seaweed-like large wavy curly hair hanging on the right side of her cheeks, her skin was fair and beautiful.

This female model is very beautiful, a kind of heart-pounding beauty.

But Lu Yanshi was not concerned about this, but what he was concerned about was her overall feeling.

It’s strange. I’ve never seen it before, why do I feel a strange and familiar feeling?

I always feel like I have seen this person somewhere?

He took a few steps closer and wanted to confirm whether he knew this female model.
Chapter completed!