not a monster

Chapter 89

As soon as Wang Xilou and Feng Wuli went out, the overall appearance of the night cool brigade was raised by one point.

Someone over there called Wang Xilou to play mahjong, Wang Xilou looked at it, "Don't want your pension."

Passed by excitedly.

A few old people laughed at her, saying that she should not be a scumbag if she loses money. She said that there are hundreds of millions of dollars in the shop, and they can't even put them down. They are short of your mahjong money.

Wang Xilou was a man of great arrogance, and he didn't care about the disrespect of these young people to him.

"How much do you play?"

"It's a hair, and my daughter-in-law won't let me fight."

"No promise!"

"Do you dare to come here?"

She had already sat down there, and when she picked up the mahjong, she was pressing two mahjongs with her index finger, sliding around, stupid. Among the old men and ladies, there was a girl like her, a fairy, but the picture was not abrupt. .

Maybe those old people have the most common topic with her.

When they blew water, they all said that what happened in the past would be endless. The young people were fine at first, but they didn’t like to listen to them, so they could only digest it internally, but now there is a new king. The young people in the west building, who boasted the history of water, were playing mahjong and talking loudly.

Hey, they said what was going on back then, but Wang Xilou nodded and told them what was going on back then.

A girl in her thirties spoke as if she had followed the mountains to the countryside back then.

The wind is unreasonable too lazy to care about her

Someone called him next to him, and when he turned around, he saw a pretty big girl, the one who came to deliver longan to their house that day, and called her brother Li.

"Ah Zhen, you came out after the power outage." Feng Wuli said with a smile.

"Brother Li isn't either." The little girl was a little shy.

Three or four young people over there also came over. They all grew up on the old street side, and they were naturally familiar with each other. Now they have all been blown up by the power outage.

It's just that as I grow up in recent years, the contact is less.

It's windy at night, and it's near the riverside, so it's cooler than staying indoors.

The wind at night is not continuous, but it blows from time to time, brushing over the whole body, dragging the hair and dancing in the night.

They were smoking cigarettes over there. It was dark at night when the power went out, and the orange-red light was floating in the air. The smoke was thrown to the ground, and when it was stomped on, they came over, leaving only a faint smell of smoke.

"Nothing came back with a smile."

The one called Brother Ji is the oldest among them. He has delivered food to the factory and now works as a little brother in a hair salon. The others have long since stopped studying, and only Zhao Zhen and Feng Wuli are still studying.

"I see it a lot at school."

"When she walked out of the old street, it became a lot quieter."

"Of course it's quiet if you don't hear him being beaten by Brother Qing."

Liu Xiaoxiao is always so funny, and goes forward with a heavy burden to eliminate the strangeness of the young people in the old street.

Ah Zhen, the elder brother called the elder brother, she was a circle smaller than the others. Now she is in the third year of junior high school, Feng Wuli and Liu Xiao used to play with her.

Suddenly, an orange-red figure appeared at his feet and pulled behind Feng Wuli.

The footsteps of a few little ghosts who were sitting on the stone pier and chatting with their mobile phones approached, but they disappeared after seeing a few big brothers and big sisters.

Not very dare to come.

Feng Wuli squatted down and saw the little fox, timidly shrank behind his trouser legs, squatted down and touched, "They are playing with you."

"Hey, Ah Feng, you also brought a fox?" A young man was surprised.

Jane looked at the cute little fox, but she squatted down and wanted to touch it, but she didn't dare.

Feng Wurea asked if the little fox could touch her?
When they heard the fox really bark, they responded that the wind was unreasonable.

"Touch it if you want?" Feng Wuli said to Jane with a smile.

A few children over there watched, and Feng Wuli told them that they could come and play with the little fox.

The new generation of post-05s, and even post-10s, have a thick barrier with them.

At first, I didn't dare to come, but there was a bold leader, and a few others also gathered around.

In the evening, the children's laughter broke out, the voice was crisp and high, mixed with the sound of mahjong and chanting cards, there were old ladies fanning quietly on the stone pier, and the shirtless old man sat at the door of the house playing with the radio.

The little fox felt that they seemed to like him very much, and he was even more at a loss.

"Brother, how did you raise a fox?"

"Brother Feng, can I, can I also touch this fox?" A little boy was a little anxious.

Feng Wuli smiled: "Her name is Wanwan, Xiaoyu wants to call her sister."

"Can I touch Sister Wanwan?"

"Be gentle, or you will scare Sister Wanwan."

In the past, the wind was unreasonable and they were so noisy that the old street was torn up, but now they have changed.

Brother Ji and the others said to smoke a cigarette, patted him on the shoulder, told him to study hard, etc., standing on the side of the road.

It was very dark at night after no electricity, and I could only watch the red light of the cigarette butts slowly drift away.

From a distance, the words have become vulgar and filthy, and it's really a shame that they can't say a single swear word in front of Feng Wuli.

An old mama took the big sunflower out and called the boy who was teasing the little fox to go back. The boy reluctantly ran home, and another young woman came out on the phone, dressed neatly and squatting on the side of the road. , while pulling the grass by the roadside, listening to the phone, the mahjong table ended another round, and the mahjong was banging loudly. Feng Wuli noticed that Wang Xilou's expression was gloomy.

There are also many old trees in the old street here. At night, you can hear insects constantly. You can't tell what kind of insects are. Maybe ask those old people to know.

The moon is not round tonight, but it is very bright. It was blocked by a cloud just now, and now it comes out again, casting a cold white light on the old street.

A battery drove into the old street, and the people blocking the intersection scattered.

"What's the matter? They all came out to feed the mosquitoes?" The person who opened the battery was dumbfounded and stopped by the road.

Brother Ji scolded, "There's a power outage, and there's still a little wind outside."

"I just bought a box of ice cream, you told me there was a power outage?"

Brother Ji laughed, and the others laughed too, and the person who opened the battery also laughed gregariously.

When Feng Wuli noticed it, there was already a commotion there.

"Hey, come and eat ice cream!"

A lot of children who were still teasing the little fox ran over with a bang, and they were surrounded by water.

The young man riding the battery had a pained expression on his face, but the ice cream box had been disassembled, and Brother Ji gave him points.

Feng Wuli and Zhao Zhen also came over, greeted him, and took out an ice cream from the carton with a smile.

The young man riding the battery sighed.

Forget it, anyway, the power goes out anyway, and you have to melt if you don’t eat it.

He turned off the car lights, and all the men and women who came out of the cold came to share ice cream, and the little fox also shared one, Ye Ji didn't know where to go, Feng Wuli looked around and couldn't find it.

There was a gust of wind blowing in the evening, and some people talked about Feng Wu's third year in high school, and he was still studying in the sand, which was very promising.

He said that there will be a college student on this side of the old street, and he also said that in the future when he takes the college entrance examination, people from all over the street will go over to cheer him up.

Some people say that Xilou is in his thirties, why is Wang Xilou playing cards silently like a little girl.

While eating ice cream, suddenly the street lights on the old street flickered, and there was light in the houses on both sides.

"Wow! There's a call!"

"Just right, my phone is almost out of power."

"Brother Li, I'm going back."

The children screamed strangely, and the adults went back to the house. People were confused under the street lights. After a short hustle and bustle, the place slowly returned to peace.

"Fuck! Give money! I won a lot!"

The little zombie shouted excitedly and bullied the old man over there. Several old people just laughed and pointed at her, saying that this person looked like he had never won.

"Hurry up and give me the money, I'll mess with me."

(End of this chapter)