i was my mistake

The change of the timeline has changed many things that were originally there.

"What are you doing... Could it be that because you were a buddy before, you have a good relationship now? Then why didn't you come over to chat with you yesterday?"

"I didn't know..." Ye Chen couldn't laugh or cry, the former brothers seemed to have a strange attitude when facing the current girl himself.

It's impossible for both of them to like themselves, right?

Then they don't look like they have the kind of hostility of competitors.

"I'm thinking about something."

"what?"

Wan Qing narrowed her green eyes: "Tell me, is it possible that now we... are heartthrobs?"

"..."

"Although she looks better, isn't that an exaggeration?"

"Then why do so many people like us? It must be our personal charm!"

Ye Chen messed up her freshly combed hair.

A bird perched on a branch, shaking off a little snow.

Attracted by the sound, Wan Qing couldn't help but look out the window, and saw the big chimney of the factory in the distance, billowing thick smoke...

"Never mind him." She didn't bother to think about these things anymore, "Just let it be, if someone really wants to confess to you, just refuse."

"Don't have..." Ye Chen's whole face was wrinkled together.

She hasn't adapted to life as a girl yet, don't worry about troubles one after another.

……

8. Fireworks on Earth

There are many things that have to be done as soon as they are thought of. The longer the time is delayed, or even the more fully prepared, the more things to worry about.

And many things—in fact, they are far from being as difficult and complicated as I thought.

For ordinary people, moving forward with courage is the best way to face life.

Therefore, even though the snow on the ground has not yet melted, Ye Youliang has already set up a small stall on the side of the road, using the tricycle he just bought yesterday.

It was neither early nor late, and the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the pure white snow, reflecting a little orange light.

There are not many people setting up stalls on the street, and the tricycle is leaning against a narrow alley. This alley is a bit special. The row of houses in the back is closer to the road than the ones in front, forming a sense of hierarchy, that is, It is said that pedestrians coming from the left are more likely to spot his stall, while those coming from the right have to get closer to see it.

It seems that it is not conspicuous enough, but there is also an advantage here, that is, the back is against the wall, and at least one part is protected from the wind.

He had just put a folding table on the ground near the alley when he heard a girl's greeting not far away. He raised his head and saw a girl with green eyes sitting on the back seat shaking gently. Hands tucked into sleeves.

"Dad!"

"Dad?" Ye Chen stopped in doubt, "Did it start today?"

"Yes."

"Have you bought all the tools?"

"I went to buy some in the morning, and it's almost ready now."

"I thought you would prepare for a few more days..."

"Haha, just do it when you think of it, or you'll give up again." Father held an unlit 'Lion' cigarette in his mouth, and the cigarette shook as he spoke, "Have you guys gone back to do your homework?"

"Yes."

"Okay, you guys write first, and you can come down for dinner later."

"Okay."

Zhao Jinyu, who was riding behind, just caught up now, panting heavily, and looked at the stall in front of her suspiciously: "Hey, it's Ye Chen's father..."

"Haha, little girl, hello."

"Hi... your body..."

"It's ready." As if to prove himself, the father moved his arm vigorously on purpose, "It's very good, haha."

"Well, I'm really happy for them, it's really great."

"Little girl, come to my place to eat later, right? If you don't mind."

"Okay, no problem!"

"Then dad, let's go up." Wan Qing waved her hand and patted Ye Chen's back as if she was driving a horse, "Drive!"

The latter showed a very helpless expression, looked at his father, and looked like 'Dad, take care of her'.

The father just smiled, and watched the three of them go back downstairs to the apartment and into the elevator.

He looked away, and got busy again by himself.

The first time he set up a stall, even he was very nervous, wiped the fine beads of sweat from his forehead, took out the wooden bucket, and placed it by his feet, so that there would be a space where he could cut vegetables and store things. The console is up.

What I want to do is not the common stir-fry, but the special snacks in the small city of my hometown.

Yes, a small city is called a small city. Just like its name, it is inconspicuous in the whole province, but it is the hometown that Ye Youliang, who has lived in City H for many years, still thinks of.

He couldn't help laughing, and many childhood memories flooded his mind.

The same products are arranged neatly, but he still has to keep busy because he has to prepare materials.

It's just that I don't know how many customers will come to the door today, so I dare not do too much, and I am very skilled in cooking at home, but when I go outside, I feel a little uneasy, and even my hands are shaking. Just put a little more salt.

Fortunately, people who eat late at night generally have a salty taste.

The small gas tank was unscrewed, like a child who came out to work when he was underage.

The individual gas stoves and gas tanks are placed slightly apart, separated by wooden boards.

Ye Youliang put the chopped green onion, ginger and garlic into the heated oil pan to saute until fragrant, and then in the sound of "zilazila", grabbed a handful of vermicelli that had been soaked in the morning thrown into the pot...

……

Winter nights always come early.

The night was dark, like midnight in summer.

But the noise from the night market came from downstairs, which proved that it was not too late.

Wan Qing stretched her waist and rested her head on Ye Chen's shoulder: "Ha, finally finished writing! Take a break and go have dinner."

"Wait, I'll finish it right away—speaking of which, don't we have to make our own dinner?"

"Yeah, just go to Dad's every day to grab a meal. It feels so good not to cook by myself."

Wan Qing's hair scratched the tip of Ye Chen's nose, and she couldn't help but sneezed: "Ah chirp!! I'll write it right away, don't make trouble..."

"Tsk tsk, your little face is so pretty."

"...what are you doing?"

"Appreciate the beauty, can't you?"

Ye Chen suddenly had a chill: "Can you look in the mirror by yourself?"

"That's different, I have green eyes, you are black, different beauty, and I like to admire other people's eyes more."

"Appreciate me!" Zhao Jinyu blinked his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, "Although I'm not as good as you two sisters, but——I heard that the more people look at you, the more beautiful you will be."

"It's too idealistic..."

"Well! But it's good to have a thought."

"Don't underestimate yourself today, you are pretty good-looking too, and you are a very attractive kind."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Thank you~"

Even though the relationship seems to be very good, she will still habitually use honorifics when speaking.

Perhaps it is difficult to change the habit formed by strict family education since childhood.

"Huh, I've done it too, let's check the answer when I come back." Ye Chen stood up abruptly, the chair was pushed behind her, she reached out to touch the single ponytail behind her, and after making sure the ponytail was still intact, Only then did I twist my body left and right, my bones made a 'cracking, crunching' sound, "Go eat! I'm already hungry... I don't know what dad sells for supper."

"Fried rice and fried noodles? It's easier to make these at the beginning."

"I think so too."

"Didn't Ye Chen's father be in a coma before? How has it been these two days? I thought it would take a long time to wake up." Zhao Jinyu followed them out of the room and asked curiously.

"Cough! That's right, it was fine two days ago, and now it's completely fine, healthy and alive." Wan Qing squinted at Ye Chen.

The latter also hurriedly echoed, "Yes, yes."

"I'd better go to the hospital for a checkup, huh, but the best thing is that everyone around you is healthy, right?"

"Yes, yes." Ye Chen continued to nod.

The timeline will modify everything to a reasonable degree, although it has changed, but it seems that there will not be much change.

Wan Qing pondered, and when she came to her senses, she was already standing downstairs with them in the apartment building.

The street lights on the street have been turned on, and there are many more people setting up stalls than before.

Each stall owner has a small lamp to illuminate his stall, and the styles are also varied and different.

Even if it is just a small roadside stall, they are trying to create their own sense of atmosphere.

In the short time of this night, that small world is the whole of their life.

Those who sell daily necessities, those who sell stir fry, those who sell snacks...

Wan Qing likes to hear the sound of spatulas and iron pans colliding; she likes the appearance of flames burning at the bottom of the pan; she likes the ingenious stalls covered with colored plastic bags to make the lights change into other colors; she likes the shopkeepers most The smiles on the faces and the leisurely expressions on the faces of the passers-by.

The fireworks in the world touch the hearts of mortals.

In the bustling night market, Wan Qing felt extraordinarily peaceful.

In the future, she hasn't been to the night market for a long, long time, perhaps because of that, the negative emotions in her heart will accumulate more and more, but there is no place to release them.

It feels so good to be back.

Although there is no smart phone, no Internet, no short videos that can sit and watch for a day.

But it is probably because she has passed the age when everything is new, so she prefers life in this era.

Prosperity, getting better every day, is addictive.

After walking for a while, I saw my father squatting on the side of the road smoking a cigarette.

"Dad! Is there any business?"

"Not today..." Father smiled awkwardly, "At first, it was normal."

Wan Qing glanced at the cigarette butts all over the place, and looked curiously at the tricycle stall: "What are they selling?"

"Inlay cake."

"Embedded cake?"

"Yes, there are some small town specialties, haha, you two must not know about it, you both grew up in H City..."

"Looks like you've eaten it?" Ye Chen wasn't sure.

Wan Qing had eaten them, but she had long forgotten their taste.

Because of these snacks, it seems that few people will sell them outside the small cities.

"What are the delicious ones? What are these side dishes for? It feels like making glutinous rice." Zhao Jinyu moved up and pointed to the ingredients placed in the small grids.

"That's the ingredient for the cake. The cake itself is completely vegetarian, and it can be boiled with stew." The father smiled and patted the big cooking pot on the car, which contained the stew he made.

"There are quite a lot of ingredients, Dad, have you been preparing for a long time?"

"Well, it does take a lot of time to prepare the materials."

Ye Chen also came over: "Dried tofu, bean sprouts, shredded potatoes, tofu skin, dried fried noodles...is there even dried fried noodles? Then...what is this?"