Chapter 92 Roasted Corn
Zhao Xiaoyue looked absentmindedly at the people coming and going in the hall, swinging a little bear doll on her small shoulder bag out of boredom.
This was bought at a roadside stall on her first day in Hai City.
The brown doll grinned foolishly, as if it was very happy, but she just couldn't be happy. It seemed like there was nothing that could make her happy.
She seemed to have suddenly lost the direction of her life and felt empty and didn't know what she should do.
The letter I sent to my master was not replied, and I was not allowed to go to him. I had to go home with Master Liu, otherwise my parents would worry. Some lies were hard to cover up.
So I can’t go back home now.
I was originally planning to give the land in Kyoto to Situ Ming at the end of the year and then discuss cooperation. Sigh...
Liang Cheng looked at the sentimental helmsman and frowned.
But how to make the helmsman happy is a technical issue.
She doesn't like anything that little girls like. She is not interested in any high-end electronic products, and she won't even look at bags and clothes, the things that women like.
They really had no idea what this little girl liked or what her hobbies were.
Hou Taotao is the most observant and sharpest-eyed person among them, but he still can't figure it out.
You say she is very violent, but she only resorts to violence when she is provoked or in danger. She is a little violent.
She is usually a cheerful and happy person, and she is very polite to everyone. Only when she sits at the conference table does she show her majesty as the helmsman.
In all the time we've been together, this is the first time I've seen the helmsman so depressed as he is today.
Maybe it has something to do with that guy named Situ Cheng who said some excessive words!
I really don’t understand!
"Roasted corn, fragrant and sticky roasted corn, sweet roasted corn, and sticky roasted corn~"
An old man was pushing a cart, which was steaming hot. There was a stove on the cart, with fire underneath and a rack above, similar to the stove used to bake naan. Corn was roasting on the rack.
The old man's whole body, especially his face, was dirty, just like someone who had just come out of a chimney. He wore a big sheepskin hat and a thick sheepskin coat, and was selling things on the street.
Zhao Xiaoyue stared at the man in a trance.
She remembered one time when she and her friends had just run out of the comic convention and had nothing to eat, so she set her eyes on a homeless person's bowl.
It was the same one day after New Year's Day. It was a particularly cold day and the two of them hid in a corner, waiting for their chance to strike.
Shivering with cold at the comic convention, he still complained, "Damn, my monthly salary is not as much as what people make from begging in a day."
Then, when the homeless man went to the toilet, the comic exhibition pretended to go to the toilet with him to block his view. Zhao Xiaoyue carefully took the opportunity to grab a handful of money and ran away.
I ran again after the comic convention. I ran for a long time and only stopped when I was sure no one was chasing me.
Looking at the money in their hands, they laughed out loud, knowing they could have a good meal tonight.
The days of hunger and starvation lasted for a long time, and they gradually made their fortune by roasting corn.
Liang Cheng saw the helmsman staring at the corn seller and thought she wanted to eat corn, so he ran over and bought three.
He handed one to Zhao Xiaoyue, and looking at the roasted corn in front of her, Zhao Xiaoyue came back to her senses.
I took the roasted corn handed to me and ate it one by one. "I didn't expect there would be such sweet roasted corn at this time!"
Liang Cheng explained, "These farmers are very good at storing things. This is their secret recipe. They store the things when they are ripe in the summer and sell them in the winter. Although they are not as fresh as those in season, they are better than nothing."
"Zhao Xiaoyue!!"
Lan Caihe screamed.
"Pfft, cough, cough, cough!"
Zhao Xiaoyue felt a grain of corn stuck in her throat, and Liang Cheng quickly patted her on the back.
After finally vomiting it out, Lan Caihe ran over like a gust of wind and hugged Zhao Xiaoyue.
There's nothing I can say about this girl's familiarity.
Liang Cheng quickly took two steps back.
"Didn't you say you were going home? Why didn't you leave?"
She still held Zhao Xiaoyue's arm, and Zhao Xiaoyue twitched. Lan Caihe pouted and hugged her tighter.
Zhao Xiaoyue had no choice but to let her be.
"Master has gone to accompany his wife, so I can't go home!"
Lan Caihe pretended to sympathize, "Oh, how pitiful! You can't even go home. Why don't you come to my house? You have no home anyway."
"Stop it, do you know how to use words? I just can't go home for the time being, not that I'm homeless." Zhao Xiaoyue corrected righteously.
Lan Caihe pretended to be embarrassed and said, "Hehehe, oh! I know I was wrong. As an apology, I sincerely invite classmate Zhao Xiaoyue to come to my house to play. Can you do me the honor?"
Then he said in a threatening tone, "Min'er is going too. She'll be working part-time at my house during the New Year. It's a good opportunity for the three of us to have fun together!"
Tsk tsk, is this a bird that just came out of the cage? It keeps chirping.
Lan Fenglin saw his sister playing with another girl from a distance, so he walked over helplessly and said to Liang Cheng, "I'm sorry, I was a little rude to your child."
Liang Cheng frowned but smiled faintly, "It's okay, your sister and my niece are good friends, it's normal for them to fight and play."
Lan Fenglin is a year older than Lan Caihe. Usually, as long as Lan Fenglin is at home, Lan Caihe will take her brother shopping.
Lan Fenglin and Liang Cheng stood together, both in silence.
Lan Caihe was still trying to nag Zhao Xiaoyue. Min'er also ran over and said, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."
Then he politely greeted Liang Cheng and Lan Fenglin, "Hello, uncle, hello, Brother Lan."
Polite but distant, yet not rude.
Liang Cheng nodded slightly as a greeting, and Lan Fenglin replied gently, "Hello!"
Lan Caihe immediately pulled Miner to pretend to threaten her, "Tell Zhao Xiaoyue that you have to work part-time at my house now, otherwise I won't pay you today, humph!"
Then he looked at Min'er pitifully, hoping that she could accept his "threat".
Zhao Xiaoyue rolled her eyes, not wanting to look at her pitiful puppy look, "Okay, put away your cowardly expression, I'll go during the New Year."
"Yeah yeah yeah, you're so nice!"
Then he looked at Min Er dangerously, "Tell me, you don't want to go, huh? Girl!"
Min Er said shyly: "You are threatening me with my salary, so of course I have to go!"
"Hahahaha, then you must come to my house during the New Year!"
Liang Cheng caught a glimpse of Lan Fenglin's gaze, which was always following the shy little girl. He felt that these pretentious people were very perverted.
Min Er stopped Lan Cai He and said, "Cai He, Xiao Yue, let me treat you to a meal. I haven't thanked Xiao Yue for what happened last time. Cai He, you have helped me many times, but I haven't thanked you properly."
His eyes were full of smiles, and they melted the hearts of the two little girls.
We immediately decided, "Okay, you decide what we should eat."
"Let's have hot pot!"
Lan Caihe's eyes lit up. "Wow, Min'er, you are amazing. Hurry up and lead the way. Let's go. Oh, by the way, I'll go get rid of Lan Fenglin first, so he won't be an eyesore!"
Then he ran away.
Zhao Xiaoyue asked Min'er, "You've become rich, hot pot is so expensive, you can just have a bowl of noodles."
Min Er still smiled shyly, "Because I found that in my fourteen years of life, you are the best people to me!"
Zhao Xiaoyue savored this sentence carefully and found it to be very meaningful!