Huo Yao thought for a while, then nodded, took the breakfast, "Okay, it's at the entrance of the alley, you name the bald little baby."
When Huo Yulin heard this name, he silently glanced at Huo Yao, as if he never thought that his sister would go shopping with such a nickname.
Huo Yao noticed his gaze, coughed, and explained in a rare way: "It's a broken website, and the random nickname cannot be changed."
It turned out to be like this, Huo Yulin didn't ask any more questions, turned around and walked out again.
After a while, Huo Yulin walked to the entrance of the alley, and before he got close, he saw a man wearing a peaked cap standing there. The man was still dressed a little thinly, holding a not too big cardboard box in his arm.
It looks like a courier.
Huo Yulin walked up to the man and said politely, "Excuse me, are you delivering the courier?"
The man in the peaked cap raised his head. When he looked at Huo Yulin, he was slightly taken aback, and asked, "Are you... a bald baby?"
Huo Yulin nodded after a second, "Yes."
When his eyes glanced at a water drop pattern embroidered on the edge of the other party's peaked cap, he suddenly looked familiar, and felt that he had seen this pattern somewhere before.
Huo Yulin's eyes narrowed slightly.
The man glanced at Huo Yulin again, handed him the box, and said in a very polite voice, "This is your courier."
Huo Yulin felt that the courier's gaze was a bit strange, but he didn't ask any further questions, and took the things and left after thanking him.
The man looked at his back and fell into deep thought. He used to think that [Baby with Bald Head] was a middle-aged uncle in his thirties or forties, but he didn't expect him to be so young.
The point is not to be bald.
Soon the man shook his head and left the alley.
*
Before Huo Yulin got home with the courier, he received another call from his sister, asking him to go to the canteen to buy another bottle of soy sauce as the family ran out.
Then, he turned back and went to the commissary.
He and the old lady went shopping at the commissary yesterday, so he knew the place.
After buying soy sauce, Huo Yulin just walked out of the canteen when he heard someone asking Yang Qiuhua how to get to the old lady's house.
Looking for the sound, he raised his head and looked over. There were two people standing next to the canteen. One might be a neighbor passing by. When he saw the other person clearly, Huo Yulin's expression changed slightly.
"Look for Grandma Yang. Her house just walks along this alley. When you get to a house covered with creepers on the wall, it's her house."
After finishing speaking, the neighbor looked at her again and asked curiously, "Are you a relative of Grandma Yang's family?"
She remembered that the child Xiao Yaoyao had returned in the past two days.
Lu Xia was holding the bag in her hand, and when she heard the other party's question, she clenched her hands tightly, with a smile on her face, and replied: "... a distant relative."
"Oh." The neighbor nodded without doubting it.
Seeing that she didn't ask any more questions, Lu Xia was obviously relieved.
Huo Yulin had a panoramic view of Lu Xia's words and deeds, and the corners of his lips tugged lightly. Vanity is really an incomprehensible thing, even his own grandmother dare not recognize it.
As if feeling something, Lu Xia turned her head, and the moment she saw Huo Yulin, her whole body seemed to be frightened suddenly, she let go of her hand, and the bag fell to the ground.
Why is he here
Seeing this, the neighbor hurriedly picked up the bag for her enthusiastically, "Little girl, you dropped the bag on the floor."
Lu Xia looked away in a panic, and hurriedly took back the bag, her voice trembling slightly, "Thank you, thank you."
(end of this chapter)