not a monster

Chapter 203 You Are Wang Xilou

The old lady was very peaceful.

She thought she would be very excited, unable to control herself, and burst into tears, but it didn't work out.

She just suddenly felt very tired.

Buried in Wang Xilou's arms, she, an old man who has reached the age of 87, can still lean on someone else's arms and call out "Sister".

The two chatted about the past.

The old lady asked the people in the yard to prepare dinner, and she wanted to talk to Sister A.

Most people think that the old lady is already stupid, or maybe this little girl is called A Jie?

She didn't explain, and she didn't have a clichéd plot to jump around and say, are you being cheated by this yellow-haired girl, too, and everyone just went about their own business.

There are also a few people who know a little bit, such as the old lady's third daughter and youngest son.

Now he is also an old man in his fifties and sixties.

"Aunt Wang." An old Mediterranean man greeted Wang Xilou. This is Wang Sanxi Yaoer.

"Go, don't bother me to catch up with your aunt Wang."

The old man laughed, went into the room and moved Wang Xilou a high chair, and let Wang Xilou sit next to his grandma. Wang Xilou patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile that it was so big.

"52." The old man laughed.

This saw the corners of the young people's eyes twitching.

But whether it's the grandma or the fourth grandpa, they didn't say anything.

They were whispering, and a few young people approached the two siblings, but they were also in a daze, just talking about what they encountered when they went to that incense and candle shop.

Then they looked at the boy who was sitting in a corner and opened the table as if no one else was around.

Feng Wuli ate a hearty meal, sitting at the young man's table, he didn't know the people around him, but it didn't delay his eating.

He thought it would be very high-end, with a Michelin-starred chef performing and drawing at the same time, and then everyone was so hungry that they would take a few breaths of air and think they were full, but in fact it was not.

At least you can eat enough, the dishes look beautiful, and it’s not too strange. These two tables are probably great-grandchildren, full of people in their 20s, and there is a table for about 20 years old, and a table for about ten years old.

Feng Wuli sat at the table with the child.

"What kind of dish is this?"

"Cabbage in boiling water." The little girl next to her with a ball head was very cute and not afraid of strangers.

"Excellent." He had heard of it before, but it was the first time he had seen it.

"This one needs soup, brother, I'll help you."

"Does your family eat like this every meal?"

"No, we usually don't come to Grandma's place for dinner, and today Grandpa Cao cooks, but before the Chinese New Year, Grandpa Cao only cooks."

"Who is Grandpa Cao?"

"It's the grandpa who cooks."

Feng Wuli probably understood that it should not be the chef at home, but he might have been invited back from another place.

Rich man's life!

He took a sip of the soup, but he didn't taste how delicious it was, but it didn't matter, he only ate expensive ones today, not the right ones.

Some people take the initiative to start a conversation with Feng Wuli, Feng Wuli is also very polite, but he will not take the initiative to start a conversation, and he will answer when asked, and he will not answer what should not be answered.

It's eight o'clock in the evening after dinner.

Wang Xilou said goodbye to Jiang Linger, and they booked a hotel.

The old lady held Wang Xilou's hand tightly, the dead branch-like hand was in stark contrast to Wang Xilou's delicate skin.

It began to snow in the sky, and the snow in the north country was caught in the turbulent wind. It was not romantic at all, and it hurt people.

"Let them send you off."

"No, I'm going to hang out with him. Some people feel uncomfortable and haven't been to the capital yet."

"Sister..."

"Go inside and sit down, it's cold outside." Wang Xilou put on his hat and pressed down.

The old lady was sent to the hospital.

"Sister, I will send it here."

Wang Xilou turned his head and looked at the old man standing in the wind and snow. He was carrying his back and stopped following him.

"Send it here."

The two bid farewell to the old lady.

60 years ago, it was she and Wang Sanxi who left under her farewell. Now she is watching her sister bid farewell to her, but she is getting old and she is still young.

The old lady looked at the yard behind her. There was still a big family in the yard. She turned around and walked away from Wang Xilou in the snowy night.

They all know that after this farewell, they will probably never see each other again in this life.

The two left shallow footprints on the snow, facing in completely opposite directions, and the footprints were covered by the subsequent snow, and the moonlight fell like a silk and satin onto the stone brick alley covered with salt.

……

The master and apprentice walked on the streets of the capital,
"It turns out that Grandpa Wang Sanxi's company is called Ximu Group."

"What's wrong?"

"The real estate agent who moved to Laojie belongs to Westwood Group."

Wang Xilou thumped his palms, and suddenly realized: "No wonder, Master said, how can the compensation be as high as that of the second idiot!"

"Yes." Feng Wuli also felt that he was taking advantage.

"It should be Wang Sanxi's son who did it. He knows the master. When Wang Sanxi returned to the incense and candle shop, he came to visit."

Feng Wuli glanced at her: "Maybe they think you are a fairy."

It's actually just a zombie.

The little zombie was a little distressed: "Hey! I should have told Ling'er just now that my sister's life is difficult now, so let her give us 10,000+ flowers!"

Feng Wuli didn't know how to complain. With an ambition of 10,000+, Wang Xilou had to know that the meal just now was estimated to be more than 10,000+, so he didn't know what expression to make.

A bumpkin who has never seen money.

"You can go back and ask her now, and you haven't gone far."

"Uh, let's forget it, the master will just talk about it."

With Wang Xilou in his pocket, he elbowed the wind unreasonably: "Your thoughts are not good, and people's money is not brought by strong winds. Honestly earn money to support Master, don't think about these crooked ways!"

"Let's go, the snow is getting bigger and bigger."

Wang Xilou quickly followed.

The snow in the south is indeed incomparable with that in the north. The snow in the south is clear and light, and it feels beautiful. The snow in the north has a kind of beauty that wants to kill you.

But when the master and apprentice compare each other, they feel almost as cold as Junsha, which is amazing.

It is now more than ten degrees below zero. It is estimated that not only this year, but also the lowest temperature in recent years. This year's temperature is abnormal.

In the dark night, the heavy snow reduced the visibility to a very low level, the snow on the road was getting thicker, and the headlights on the side of the road came from afar, like an old man with a lantern emerging from the deep mountains and old forests, passing by the two of them and then going away.

Snow fell under the street lamps.

Feng Wuli took a taxi under the road pole, and took the little zombie to Wangfujing, where the hotel he had booked was also there. The master and apprentice watched the snow beside the street lamp with their hands in their hands, waiting for the car to come.

Wang Xilou noticed that Feng Wuli was looking at the streetlight next to him seriously, not knowing what to think, so he leaned over to look: "What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing."

Wang Xilou leaned forward, turned his head to look down at his face, and then at the street lamp: "Why are you staring at this pole?"

"It's nothing." Feng Wuli casually perfunctory her, and then stopped looking at the pole.

This little apprentice!

Wang Xilou frowned, always felt that this person had something to do and didn't want to tell him, and told him anything interesting he saw.

She felt it was unfair to herself.

The little zombie asked the bottom line.

"No, I just heard that in winter in the north, these roadside poles are sweet." He added: "I don't know if it's true, it's just heard."

"Sweet? How is that possible?!" Wang Xilou expressed that he was not fooled.

"Right, I don't think it's possible either."

The master and apprentice looked at the lamppost in a daze.

After a few minutes.

The unbelieving little zombie went up and wiped the lamppost.

It's obviously not sweet, and the little apprentice is so stupid sometimes, she was going to laugh at the little apprentice for his lack of knowledge.

Then...the tongue couldn't be pulled out!

Feng Wuli was busy taking pictures.

I took more than a dozen photos from different angles, and one of them was too close, kicked by the little zombie, and sat down on the ground.

He stood up in silence.

"What? Master, what are you talking about? I can't hear you clearly."

"Master, is this stick very sweet? You let it go without giving up."

He was sincere, or at least appeared to be sincere.

"Oh! Woooo!!" Wang Xilou looked anxious.

Feng Wuli was very puzzled, thinking whether it was really sweet, or why the master would not let go, leaving a safe distance beside her (a distance that she couldn't kick), and asked her how she felt, but she didn't say anything.

It must be because he doesn't want to try it himself, this little zombie is so stingy, he doesn't share good things with him.

Feng Wuli looked at his phone, the car is coming soon.

Going over to pinch Wang Xilou's tongue, Wang Xilou hit him on the shoulder with an iron fist, Feng Wuli took out the kettle in his bag, the water was still hot, and poured it slowly.

……

"Beep beep!!"

The car bell rang.

The driver came to the designated location and saw a man lying on the snow next to the street lamp, and a woman sitting on her back and beating her hard. Those punches and punches didn't look like a joke!

Now there are not many passers-by around here, and it is snowing heavily.

He panicked a lot!
The master and apprentice finally got into the car, Feng Wuli tried his best not to look like he had just been beaten, Yun Danfeng smiled lightly and said to the driver master: "The tail number is 904×, that's right, master."

"Eh! Yes!"

The master looked in the rearview mirror, both of them were beautiful, so good-looking, the scene of the murder scene on a snowy night just now didn't look too scary.

"Not a local?" The driver put into gear and started.

"From Shonan."

"I'll just say it! I'm from Shonan! I'm still from Shonan, I'm from Shonan Bank too!" When Bei Piao met a fellow, the driver was in a good mood. With his nine-twist and looping tone, he was from Shonan at first glance.

"Did you come here to play during the holidays? Unlucky, it's snowing and cold these days, it's so cold this year."

"It's okay, you don't have to be afraid of the cold when you come out to play in winter." Feng Wuli went to hook Wang Xilou's little hand.

After being patted, he shrank back resentfully.

The little zombie took out his mobile phone to play match [-] games, the scarf was pulled up to cover his nose, only a pair of eyes were exposed.

The driver talked all the way, told the master and apprentice where it was fun, and asked them where they were from in southern Shonan, and asked if they had been there, Feng Wuli was not a talkative person, he basically would not initiate a conversation with others, but When talking to him, he can also make the other party not feel that he is perfunctory, and the two chatted in Shonan dialect all the way.

He guessed that the driver wanted to hear the local dialect.

He has already held the little zombie's hand, which is soft and sticky, and he is playing with it like a small toy: "Go back to celebrate the New Year this year, master."

The driver, who had been talking non-stop, paused for a long time this time. The snow outside was getting bigger and bigger, the road was blocked, and the taxis and private cars kept honking. smiled and said:
"I can earn a little more during the Chinese New Year, so I won't go back this year, next year, next year, go back and see."

After getting out of the car, Feng Wuli watched the white Santana drive into a world of black on top and white on the bottom, and finally disappeared in the snow.

Under the heavy snow, the car hummed continuously.

This is just a very ordinary scene, thousands of lights, weaving the night of this capital city.

"Where is this place?"

The little zombie shrank his neck. There are many more magnificent buildings here, both Chinese and Western styles. In the snowy night, the yellow ambient light hits the stone building, and the buildings in the church seem to be filming scenes.

There are also many people, and so many people come out in winter.

Feng Wuli wrapped her scarf around her, straightened her hat, and swept the snow off her shoulders and head. He felt that Wang Xilou looked like a cute doll now.

"Wangfujing Street, I can't finish my shopping tonight, but I can go to a few popular places. I'll take you to check in and go to Badaling to see the Great Wall tomorrow." Feng Wuli made the arrangements clearly.

Wang Xilou was happy, and foolishly followed behind the little apprentice.

The two went shopping and ate, and the price was not as expensive as expected, but Wang Xilou still felt sorry for the money, and was afraid that the little apprentice would spend too much.

There are many time-honored shops here, and Wang Xilou likes them very much. She seems to like all old things, old buildings, old streets, and old clothes. When she sees things that do not belong to this era, her memory will go back to the past. .

I miss it very much.

Time kept them with her in this era, and the old people withered one by one. Only when she saw the old things, she suddenly realized that those were all things in the past.

She turned her head and saw the little apprentice following behind her.

Seeing the flowers sold over there, many couples stopped to buy flowers and then left. Their eyes flickered. They looked at the little apprentice drinking milk tea and said casually: "Look over there, it's so cold and there are still people selling flowers."

"Not buying."

"??"

"What flowers do you want?"

"Whatever you want." She didn't care: "You can buy whatever you want."

"I don't want to buy it, go back and then."

"Send me flowers!"

Feng Wuli didn't know what the other couples were like, anyway, he felt bored to death, with so many flowers at home, what kind of flowers does this little zombie need when he's old.

Feng Wuli bought a carnation for her to hold, and she took it happily, but she didn't smell it lightly like other girls, like an aunt who went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, holding the flower in her hand, not like holding it Flowers are more like taking a handful of onions.

But her eyes were full of smiles, just like the other girls who got flowers, when she looked up at him with smiling eyes, Feng Wuli's heart was quickly filled.

The two took many photos along the way.

The little zombie's dress is out of place here, she looks like a country girl from the country, but the smile on her face is very contagious, innocent and sincere, and it looks like an old photo taken in the 80s and [-]s of the last century.

"Master didn't take the silk scarves." She felt a little regretful, but she still thought it would be nice to take pictures with those silk scarves.

But at this moment, two men in suits walked up to them.

Feng Wuli was alert immediately, because they were all practitioners, and they came rushing towards them.

The man in the suit walked straight to the master and his apprentice on the street, not hiding his intention at all.

Both of them are tall and burly men, walking in front of the face looks like a knife cut, combed the back of the hair, the front has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and the back is a bald man with a fleshy face. The two of them have a pair of black leather shoes that are well polished. Bright, rattling when stepping on the snow.

Surrounded by the bustling Wangfujing Street.

Feng Wuli frowned, and the two of them walked about one meter in front of him——

"We are people from the company, meeting for the first time...Master Wang Xilou."

"..."

"She is Wang Xilou." Feng Wuli pointed at the woman beside him.

"..."

"..."

"Oh."

(End of this chapter)