On the other side, Meng Fanle left Milong's house and walked alone on the streets of Zenda with a bag on his back. He walked around and around and for some reason he came to the door of a little girl's house. There were chickens crowing in the yard. Meng Fanle even heard the sound of a sewing machine being pedaled, and he silently counted the beats in his heart.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, pull, pull.
Then she reached out and started knocking on the door, once, twice. Before she could knock for the third time, the door was already opened. Xiaozui changed into a new cheongsam, which was the Christmas gift she had received before. The bright colors made her skin look whiter. Knowing that Meng Fanle was coming, she had changed her clothes and waited here since Shuoyu finished speaking. She just didn't know when Fanle would come, so she went back to her work.
It’s been a long time since we last met.
Like a mouse that would die if it stared at someone for too long, Meng Fanle looked at the girl in front of him, turned sideways and went inside to avoid staring at the other person for a long time. He knew that he would be defeated sooner or later under such a gaze.
The yard is still not very regular, but it has a lot of life.
Chickens are raised in the newly built area in the corner of the wall, and melons are planted on a rack on top. Next to a large water tank in the yard are two or three clusters of bougainvillea, which are blooming very beautifully. This is a small yard with a girl's name written inside and out.
When was the last time they met? He had long since forgotten, he only knew that he should be happy today.
When Meng Fanle showed the package behind him, he was happy.
When the two of them sat on the steps, Meng Fanle was happy when he picked up a small piece of thread from the girl's shoulder with his hand, and then took things out of her pocket one by one.
Canned goods, flour, biscuits, tea, coffee, bacon, and even a bottle of wine.
That bottle of wine might have been the work of their shameless leader, but those pieces of bacon might have come from Milong's kind wife.
When he looked at the girl in front of him, when he stared at the bottle of whiskey with her, he was happy.
What else do you want?
"Can you drink?"
"Won't."
"Yeah, who would drink for no reason?"
"that is."
Today, Xiaozui was particularly fond of talking to the man in front of her because they hadn't seen each other for a long time.
When Meng Fanle sat on the chair in the living room and spoke with a slurred voice, he was thinking, damn it, damn it, their unlucky leader was so thoughtful, but he just didn't want to do it this way, no!
Xiaozui was sitting at the other end of the table. Most of the wine in the bottle was gone, but this silly girl was still drinking it one sip after another. The way she drank really made Meng Fanle feel ashamed.
Because he was drunk.
He was so drunk that he began to hallucinate. He hallucinated that the girl in front of him said to him,
"What do you think? Should we make this a done deal?"
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