Gu Fei drove the motorcycle outside the store. Gu Miao hugged his skateboard and climbed onto the back seat neatly, hugged his waist, and put his face on his back.
"I'll look at my face." Gu Fei turned his head.
Gu Miao raised her face and looked at him.
"There are still tears, wipe them away." Gu Fei said.
Gu Miao rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, and then rubbed his sleeve under his nose.
"Hey," Gu Fei sighed, "If you were a boy, you would be considered rough."
Gu Miao smiled and put her face back on his back.
Gu Fei drove out of the car and drove towards the shopping plaza in the city center with a clear goal. For Gu Miao, the so-called big meal only refers to the self-service barbecue in the shopping plaza.
This little girl has a stubbornness that is different from ordinary people in some aspects, and only the one that is willing to eat when she goes out to eat is one of them.
The biggest advantage of a small city is probably that there is only one center, and it doesn't take long to get there no matter which district you go from.
However, at this time, there were the most people in the barbecue restaurant, and there were basically no empty tables when they arrived.
"Does your store have any discounts today?" Gu Fei asked the waiter, took out his mobile phone to find out if there were any coupons, and flicked on Gu Miao's head again, "Go find a table."
Gu Miao put the skateboard on the ground, stepped on it with one foot, and quickly stepped on it: "Walk."
"Should the skateboard be placed at the front desk?" the waiter asked with a smile.
Gu Miao shook his head, quickly bent down to pick up the skateboard, and held it in his arms.
"She should take it herself." Gu Fei said.
Gu Miao ran in holding the skateboard.
"Damn it, I'll tell you to be hungry," Pan Zhi swallowed, "I'm serious, I'll visit you tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and by the way, you can take me to eat, how can we have so many dishes at this price? ."
"Is your family going to help the poor during the Chinese New Year?" Jiang Cheng held the phone, a plate in one hand, a clip in the other, and slowly sandwiched, pork belly, fat beef, pork belly, fat beef... In fact, how many dishes are there to choose from? It's almost the same for him, and that's all he likes to eat.
"Can it be the same," Pan Zhi said, his tone a little low, "Last semester, I also said that we would go to eat barbecue together in the new year, but not only did not eat the meat, but also no one was seen."
"Come on, go to the hotel," Jiang Cheng put down the clip, took another plate and put it on top of the meat, and continued to clip it, "And you have to order it yourself, I don't have the energy to do anything right now."
"I'll just live with you." Pan Zhi said.
"No," Jiang Cheng frowned, even in the house where he lived, he himself didn't want to stay longer, "You can book a standard room and I'll come over."
"... Do you have a bad relationship with your biological father?" Pan Zhi thought for a while.
"I haven't established a relationship yet," Jiang Cheng held two plates of meat, and went over to grab a bottle of beer, "It can't be good or bad..."
He was stunned when he got to his table.
A table for four, with a skateboard on one chair, a small bald head in blue on the other, and a green woolen hat with small pink flowers on the table.
"Gu Miao?" Jiang Cheng looked at her in surprise.
Gu Miao nodded, not seeming surprised, took off the skateboard and put it under the table.
"You..." He put the plate in his hand on the table, and seeing that Gu Miao was already staring at the barbecue plate expectantly, he reached out and shook it in front of Gu Miao, "Who are you with?"
Gu Miao stood up, pointed to the door, and waved a few more times.
When Jiang Cheng turned his head to look over, he saw Gu Fei who was just as surprised as he was.
"Let's find another table," Gu Fei walked over, "This table is already seated by my brother."
Gu Miao looked around, swallowed her saliva, and sat without moving.
"The waiter told me just now that there are a few more tables over there," Gu Fei pointed to the inside, "Let's go over there."
Gu Miao still sat still, looking up at him with no expression on her face, not knowing what she wanted to express.
Gu Fei was deadlocked with her for a while, then turned to look at Jiang Cheng.
"Huh?" Jiang Cheng also looked at him.
"Are you alone?" Gu Fei asked.
"En." Jiang Cheng responded and sat down.
The waiter came over and opened the oven, spread the paper, and put a few pieces of meat on it, ready to brush the ingredients.
"Then we..." Gu Fei seemed to be hesitating, and it took a while before he finished speaking, "Together?"
Jiang Cheng raised his eyes and glanced at him. To be honest, he especially wanted to answer that if you want to be beautiful, you should wash the quilt.
But Gu Miaoguang on the opposite side was also looking at himself with two big eyes on his head. He couldn't say it too well. After brushing the meat twice, he nodded.
"Thank you," Gu Fei said, then pointed at Gu Miao, "Sit here and wait for me, I'll go get something to eat."
Gu Miao nodded.
After Gu Fei walked away, Jiang Cheng placed two more pieces of fat beef on the paper and asked Gu Miao, "Which one do you eat? Pork belly and fat beef."
Gu Miao pointed at the fat cow.
"The pork belly is delicious, too, it's grilled to the point of sizzling oil... I can eat five or six plates," Jiang Cheng flipped the meat over and brushed some oil, "Do you eat spicy food?"
Gu Miao shook his head.
Jiang Cheng put a piece of roasted fat beef on the plate in front of her: "Eat it."
Gu Miao hesitated a little, then turned to look in the direction where Gu Fei walked away.
"It's okay..." Jiang Cheng didn't finish his sentence, and suddenly saw a clear scar on the back of Gu Miao's head, which was five centimeters long, he was a little surprised.
Gu Miao didn't see Gu Fei, so he turned around and lowered his head, stuffed the fat cow into his mouth, and smiled at him.
"Taste a piece of pork belly?" Jiang Cheng asked her.
Gu Miao nodded.
He took another piece of pork belly and put it over, and took the hat off the table and put it on the chair next to him. He couldn't help but tut again: "Who bought the hat for you?"
Gu Miao lowered her head and ate the meat without saying a word.
No food.
This little girl was probably the most perfect executioner of this rule he had ever met.
Gu Fei quickly brought the dishes over, but his skill in taking dishes was obviously not as good as his. He took three dishes in one trip. If he hadn't been on the phone with Pan Zhi just now, six dishes at a time would be no problem. Fruit is almost there.
The table for four was against the wall, Gu Miao sat on the opposite and outside and ate deliciously, Jiang Cheng sat on the inside and grilled meat, Gu Fei hesitated and sat next to him.
Jiang Cheng, reluctantly, was about to take his vegetables and help him bake them, but he reached out and poked Gu Miao's head lightly: "Drink the drink and get it yourself."
Gu Miao stood up and went to the wine counter, Gu Fei quickly got up and sat opposite.
Jiang Cheng glanced at him and continued to roast pork belly and fat beef.
"You have a fever and you still eat so greasy?" Gu Fei asked.
"Huh?" Jiang Cheng paused, looking at the rice cake he was baking, "You know?"
"It got hot when I dragged you in, can you not know?" Gu Fei said.
"Drag?" Jiang Cheng uncontrollably imagined the scene where he was dragged into the store by Gu Fei's hair like a broken sack.
"Otherwise, would I still hug you?" Gu Fei placed two more slices of bacon on it, and the two of them roasted half by one, looking harmonious.
Jiang Cheng didn't know how to proceed with the topic, so he ate a piece of pork belly.
Gu Miao, who went to get a drink, came back with several bottles and put the beer bottles on the table one by one. All four bottles were opened, and there was actually a glass of orange juice.
"You're quite amazing," Jiang Cheng looked at her in shock, "Didn't you spill it all over the place?"
Gu Miao shook his head, sat back at the table, and pushed a bottle of beer and the glass of orange juice in front of him.
"I don't..." He just wanted to let Gu Miao drink orange juice, but when he opened his mouth, he found that Gu Miao had already poured a bottle of beer into his glass, "You..."
Gu Miao took a big sip from the cup, sighed in relief, and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.
Jiang Cheng glanced at Gu Fei, and found that he didn't even look at Gu Miao, he was rolling a piece of pork belly into a lettuce leaf.
"She drinks?" Jiang Cheng couldn't help but ask.
"Well, drink it when you eat barbecue," Gu Fei handed the rolled lettuce roll to him, "I don't usually drink it."
Jiang Cheng looked at the vegetable rolls.
Gu Fei didn't say anything, just held it up.
"...Thank you." He had no choice but to take a bite.
"Aren't you afraid of getting tired of eating pure pork belly?" Gu Fei asked.
"It's alright, I quite like it." Jiang Cheng said.
Gu Fei wrapped two more rolls for Gu Miao, and then asked again, "Aren't you a local? Listen to your accent."
"No." Jiang Cheng replied, when he mentioned this, he suddenly felt a little upset, and the unhappiness that was easily suppressed by the pork belly and the fat beef tried hard to emerge.
"Who is Li Baoguo from you?" Gu Fei continued to ask.
Jiang Cheng was stunned for a while, how could Gu Fei know about Li Baoguo? But this question was quickly overwhelmed by confusion. He threw two pieces of meat on the grill: "What's your business?"
Gu Fei looked up at him, smiled and said nothing. He picked up a bottle of beer and tapped the bottle in front of him lightly. After taking a sip, he continued to grill the meat.
This was the first time Jiang Cheng had eaten face-to-face at a table with a person who was basically a stranger. He didn't want to talk at all, and now he had nothing to say.
On the other side, Gu Fei didn't seem to have any interest in talking anymore. Gu Xiaomei was probably really a mute, and she enjoyed eating every sip of wine and meat.
In the silence, Jiang Cheng ate four plates of meat with his bulging head, feeling that she ate almost the same, Gu Fei went out to get it several times.
After Jiang Cheng finished eating, she put down her chopsticks, leaned back in the chair and rubbed her stomach.
"Are you full?" Gu Fei asked.
She nodded.
"You can eat better than your brother." Jiang Cheng couldn't help but sum up.
"How did you get here?" Gu Fei also put down his chopsticks, "I'll take you back in a while, it's just on the way."
"Motorcycle?" Jiang Cheng asked.
"En." Gu Fei nodded.
"Drink driving and overloading?" Jiang Cheng asked.
Gu Fei didn't say a word, and stared at him for a long time with a look in his eyes that didn't know whether it was mockery or something else, and finally patted Gu Miao on the shoulder: "Let's go."
After Gu Fei led Gu Miao away, Jiang Cheng got up and went to get another half plate of meat and a small basket of lettuce leaves.
The pork belly with lettuce that Gu Fei had wrapped for him before was quite tasty, refreshing and not greasy.
After eating this half plate of meat, he felt that he should probably go back to Xiao Xiaoshi'er.
But it was too cold outside, so he huddled behind the leather curtain at the entrance of the mall, took out his mobile phone and tried to call a car, but no one took the order after five minutes.
On the other hand, Pan Zhi called again: "This ticket has two stations, and the time is different. Which station should I buy?"
"East Station," Jiang Cheng said, "I only know East Station."
"Okay," Pan Zhi said, "pick me up at four o'clock tomorrow afternoon. You can send me your address later, and I'll look for a nearby hotel."
"I don't think so." Jiang Cheng recalled the overall feeling of the area, it didn't look like a place where there could be a hotel, "You can book it as you like, it's not too big here."
After hanging up the phone, someone finally took the order. When Jiang Cheng got into the car, he only felt uncomfortable.
Probably this is because of the environment Lost all.
He closed his eyes and sighed.
In the past two days, it is estimated that all the people from the cat’s family for Chinese New Year have come out. There are a lot of cars on the road. The driver was driving violently, with one foot on the accelerator and one foot on the brake, and within ten minutes of driving out, Jiang Cheng felt his stomach began to churn.
Although the journey was not far, the whole journey only took half an hour, but when he saw the intersection of Gu Fei's house, he couldn't hold it any longer, he couldn't even speak, and slapped the door a few times.
"Here?" the driver asked.
He nodded and slapped the door twice.
The driver stopped the car, opened the door as if he had been farted, jumped out of the car, rushed to a trash can on the side of the road and vomited.
He couldn't bear to watch this horrific scene.
After turning the world upside down, it finally stopped, only his head hurt as if it was about to explode. He supported the wall with his hand and tried to get a tissue out of his pocket, but he didn't touch it for a long time.
When the normalizing started from the soles of the feet, a small arm stretched out from the side, holding a few tissues in his hand.
He grabbed the tissue and covered his mouth, wiping it a few times before glancing to the side.
The world really isn't short of coincidences.
Gu Miao was standing beside her, wearing her green hat, and three steps away was Gu Fei who was watching the show.
"Thank you." Jiang Cheng nodded to Gu Miao, this kind of embarrassing state where he couldn't turn his head away or say "What do you think about your mother" was quite aggrieved.
Gu Miao stretched out his hand, grabbed his hand, and pulled it forward, probably trying to help him go.
"No." Jiang Cheng pulled out his hand.
Gu Miao grabbed his hand again, still trying to help him.
"No need, I'm fine." Jiang Cheng said.
When he wanted to pull out his hand again, Gu Miao grabbed his hand and didn't let it go.
"Er Miao..." Gu Fei came over.
Gu Miao still didn't let go.
Jiang Cheng didn't know how to communicate with her, and all kinds of unpleasantness caused him to shake Gu Miao's hand away a little irritably: "I said no need to help!"
Gu Miao didn't move, her hand was still in the air, and she was stunned.
Before Jiang Cheng's guilt could spread, he felt a sudden tightness around his neck, and Gu Fei grabbed his collar from behind and staggered.
"Fuck..." He turned his head and bumped his elbows back at the same time.
Gu Fei's hand caught his elbow, and the hand holding his collar tightened again, and he had to lean against Gu Fei affectionately.
The strangled neck made him feel nauseous again.
"She likes you very much," Gu Fei whispered in his ear, "but sometimes she can't read other people's emotions very well, please be more concerned."
Jiang Cheng wanted to say that in my fucking 17 years of living, I haven’t seen anyone asking for help in this way, but he couldn’t say so much, so he could only squeeze three words out of his teeth: “I’m going to vomit.”
Gu Fei let go.
He retched twice against the wall and vomited nothing.
Gu Fei handed over a bottle of water. He took it and twisted it open and took two sips. After slowing down, he looked at Gu Miao: "I'm fine, I don't need to help."
Gu Miao nodded and retreated to Gu Fei's side.
"I'm going back." He threw half of the water he drank into the trash can, turned around and walked towards the intersection ahead.
Hold!
Back at Li Baoguo's place, as soon as the door was opened, Jiang Cheng could smell the aroma of the food.
Li Baoguo was standing in the living room with his mobile phone dialing.
Jiang Cheng was about to speak when the phone in his pocket rang. He took it out and took a look. The number was Li Baoguo: "You..."
When Li Baoguo heard the ringing of his mobile phone, he turned his head and shouted loudly, "Yo! When will I be back, I will call you!"
"Just entered the door," Jiang Cheng closed the door, "You... didn't you hear?"
"The ears are not good," Li Baoguo pointed to his ears, "you have to tilt your head towards the sound to hear clearly."
"Oh." Jiang Cheng responded.
"Where have you been?" Li Baoguo went into the kitchen and took out a pot of soup, "I've been waiting for you to eat for a long time."
"I..." Jiang Cheng hesitated for a moment, but didn't mention that he went to eat the buffet barbecue, "I went to the hospital."
"Going to the hospital?" Li Baogui shouted, reaching out and touching his face a few times while shouting, "Sick? Where are you feeling? Fever
"I've taken the medicine, it's fine." Jiang Cheng looked at his yellow-black hand, which reeked of thick smoke, for the sake of lunch, and slapped it away without a single slap.
"Let me tell you, if you don't feel well, you don't need to go to the hospital. There is a community clinic on the street next to it, and it looks pretty good," Li Baoguo said. "
"Oh," Jiang Cheng thought for a while, "Small supermarket? It's Gu Fei..."
"How do you know about Gu Fei?" Li Baoguo turned his head and looked at him in surprise, "You just got here, so you caught up with him?"
"No," Jiang Cheng was too lazy to explain, "I went to the small supermarket to buy something in the morning."
"Let me tell you," Li Baoguo's voice became louder. Although his voice has always been quite loud, it is very loud now, "Don't mix with him, that kid is not a good thing!"
"...Oh." Jiang Cheng took off his jacket and threw it into the back room.
Li Baoguo looked at him, probably waiting for him to ask why. After waiting for a while, he saw that he didn't speak any more, so he leaned over and said with a story: "Do you know why you said he wasn't funny?"
"Why?" Jiang Cheng actually had no interest in knowing this, but he still asked a question in cooperation.
"He killed his own father!" Li Baoguo said, leaning a little closer, his excited spittle sprayed half of his face.
Jiang Cheng abruptly stood up to dodge, and smeared a few times on his face. Just when he was about to get angry, he suddenly reacted: "What? Who to kill?"
"His father!" Li Baoguo half shouted, "drowned his father."
Jiang Cheng looked at him without speaking, and saw Li Baoguo's high-spirited expression. If he wanted to, he would probably be able to chat about this kind of gossip for an afternoon.
It’s a pity that Jiang Cheng didn’t believe it.
"I don't need to go to jail for killing my father." He sat on the chair beside the table and pinched the swollen between his brows.
"It's all so many years ago, what kind of jail is there?" Li Baoguo also sat down. "No one saw it with their own eyes."
"No one saw it..." Jiang Cheng smiled.
"Everyone knows what's going on, when the police came, his father was in the lake, he was on the shore, that expression..." Li Baoguo tutted a series of tsk, "You can tell it was he who did it... You eat it, taste it. Does the dish suit your taste?"
Jiang Cheng didn't make a sound, and took a piece of spareribs.
"It's for his family's Ermiao," Li Baoguo probably saw that he didn't believe it, and added as if to strengthen his credibility, "His father threw a bloody head, and he won't say anything after he is rescued. ."
"Ah." Jiang Cheng responded while biting his ribs, remembering the shocking scar on the back of Gu Miao's head.