Chapter 291

Halfway down the street, a small store appeared in Lu Yang's sight. The light was not very bright. There were only four small tables in the store, but five or six small square tables outside the door. A gray haired old man was cooking at the door of the store. It was steaming, and the rich smell of dog meat could be smelled from a distance.

Dog meat, like cow and sheep meat, is a good tonic in winter. Few people eat it in summer, especially dog meat. It is dry and easy to shed nose blood in summer.

Every winter, middle-aged men in their forties and fifties like to come in groups to find dog meat. On the contrary, young people don't care about it.

When Lu Yang arrived, several tables in and outside the store were almost full. Only a small table was empty in the shade of the tree closest to the road. When Lu Yang walked over, several middle-aged people outside the store stared curiously at his arm hanging in front of his chest. This obviously injured child still came to eat dog meat?

If it was normal, Lu Yang would not come to eat dog meat when he was injured, but now he is upset. He just wants to eat dog meat and drink some old wine.

Without paying attention to the eyes of those people, Lu Yang walked over and sat down at the only empty table. A woman in her forties, wearing a red apron around her waist, saw it was sent by someone who sold chicken essence, with the words "chicken essence" printed on it. When she saw another guest, the woman hurried over with a small book and a ball pen and asked with a smile: "Handsome boy! Come and eat dog meat? Would you like anything else? We also have cold dishes and mutton soup..."

When the woman had not finished speaking, Lu Yang interrupted her, and said, "a dog's meat pot! Choke" cucumber? "What's the most powerful way? What Baijiu?"

At this time, the woman noticed Lu Yang's frown. She immediately shut up and stopped recommending. She just nodded and said, "OK, OK! Guest, wait a minute!"

Then he stepped back.

The dog's meat was cooked. When the woman set the tableware for Lu Yang, the dog's meat pot Lu Yang asked for had been filled. Another teenage girl came up with the pot with an alcohol stove and met Lu Yang. Both of them were stunned.

"Miss Lu? What's wrong with your arm? You're hurt?"

The little girl looked surprised. It turned out that she was the little girl who asked Lu Yang to instruct them to rehearse sour, sweet and sweet is me a few days ago. As soon as she smiled, there were two deep dimples on her cheeks.

Lu Yang remembers that her name seems to be Ye Ling, a strange name.

Seeing that it was her, Lu Yang smiled and nodded: "a little hurt. Is this store yours?"

The little girl Ye Ling smiled, and two small dimples appeared again. Her small face looked like a small apple. She was very cute. Anyone who saw it would like it. Ye Ling smiled, nodded and said, "well, the store is my grandfather's, that was my mother just now! The cook is my grandfather!"

While talking to Lu Yang, Ye Ling neatly arranged and lit the alcohol stove, then put the dog meat pot up, and things were done.

As soon as the pot was put away, Ye Ling frowned and ran back with the pot. Lu Yang was confused. He didn't know what she was doing, but he immediately heard Ye Ling's crisp voice: "Grandpa! Grandpa! Add more dog meat! Hurry up! Add more! That's our teacher! It's good to lecture! Hurry up, hurry up ~!"

"Oh, it's your teacher? That's more!"

The thin old man in front of the stove looked up at Lu Yang. A gentle smile appeared on his wrinkled face. He picked up the horse spoon, added two tablespoons of dog meat, and piled a small dry pot into a hill.

Lu Yang at the table looked and listened. He didn't stop. He thought that when he left, he would give an extra 100 yuan! Two tablespoons of dog meat is worth at least dozens of yuan.

Dog meat, choking cucumbers and old wine soon came to the table. The little girl Ye Ling said sweetly, "teacher, take your time! I'll go to work!" and left. Lu Yang was left facing two dishes and a bottle of wine. The voices on the surrounding tables seemed to float from a distant place. At this moment, Lu Yang only felt quiet and perhaps a little lonely.

Silently opened the wine bottle and poured more than half a glass into the glass. The arm just hanging from his neck has been taken off by Lu Yang. The skin and flesh injury is not so serious.

Lu Yang took most of the old wine and poured it into his mouth. The burning feeling slipped from his throat into his esophagus and into his stomach. Coupled with the cool wind at night, the whole person was excited. Lu Yang pursed his mouth, didn't speak or express any expression. He picked up his chopsticks and looked at the bottom of the dog's meat - yellow tooth white and several fried tofu pieces, which were OK So, both are what Lu Yang likes to eat.

At this moment, Lu Yang didn't think about anything. He drank hot old wine, ate delicious dog meat, and occasionally choked cucumber with chopsticks. He felt very energetic. Compared with Lu Yang's usual food, the dog meat tonight was a good thing. Unfortunately, no matter how much he ate and drank, he was still very upset.

Just when his bottle of old wine was about to reach the bottom and a pot full of dog meat was almost finished, the mobile phone in his trouser pocket rang, opened some hazy eyes, took out his mobile phone and saw that it was a strange number.

Casually press the answer button and put the mobile phone to his ear. Lu Yang closed his eyes and asked, "who is it?"

"Lu Yang? It's me! Qian Xiaoyu, do you still have pain in your arm?"

It was Qian Xiaoyu. Lu Yang's mouth tilted and wanted to laugh, but he suddenly thought it was funny? At this time, he didn't want to talk to any woman or anyone.

He is such a character. When he is unhappy, he would rather stay alone in a quiet place, don't want to say anything and don't want to talk to anyone.

With his eyes closed, Lu Yang said perfunctorily, "it's OK! Are you busy?"

not so bad? In fact, his wound has been hurting, but he didn't take it to heart. For him, the wound on the flesh will be better sooner or later. What really makes him painful has always been the wound in his heart.

Now he is sandwiched between two women and can't choose. If Rui Xiaoxiu is added, there are three women. Unfortunately, everything is his own fault. He can't blame anyone, so he hates himself. Tonight, he just wants to anesthetize himself with alcohol, but a bottle of old wine is almost finished. An old saying has been personally verified by him - wine goes into the sad heart, and sorrow is more sad!

Qian Xiaoyu: "where do you live? I want to see you."

Lu Yang still closed his eyes and flashed in his mind that Qian Xiaoyu was not inferior to Tong Yaqian's beauty. There was a different kind of beauty. Before coming to practice, he thought about winning this beautiful person. At the moment, he was upset and depressed, but he didn't have that idea at all.

Lu Yang: "no! It's all right. Go to bed early!"

With that, before she could continue to say anything, Lu Yang Hung up the phone rudely. Is it a gentleman? What's that? At this time, Lu Yang just wanted to be quiet.

On the other side, in Qian Xiaoyu's dormitory, listening to the blind sound suddenly sounded in her mobile phone, Qian Xiaoyu blinked in amazement. When he put down his cell phone, Qian Xiaoyu muttered to himself, "he seems to be drunk?"

On Lu Yang's side, after hanging up Qian Xiaoyu's phone, Lu Yang opened one eye and poured all the last bit of old wine in the bottle into the cup, because the wine was already strong and some wine was still spilled on the table. Ye Ling's little girl was busy at this time and was standing at the door of the store with her mother, looking at Lu Yang with worry.

Seeing this scene, her mother threw her mouth and said, "Xiaoling! Your teacher is really good at teaching? Just like him?"

Ye Ling nodded vigorously and whispered, "Mom! Keep your voice down! Don't let my teacher hear! Mr. Lu's lecture is really good. He never has to turn to the textbook in class. If you ask him any questions, he can answer them with his mouth open. He's the most powerful teacher I've ever seen!"

At this time, no new guests came in. Grandpa Ye Ling also put down his spoon, lit a local filter free cigarette, took a deep breath, heard the women talking, and came over.

The old voice said, "your teacher is a little drunk. Wait for Xiaoling. Don't let him go halfway and fall asleep on the road!"

"Ah? How can this work? Xiaoling is a girl..." Yeling's mother's first reaction was opposition.

Ye Ling said, "good grandpa!"

Grandpa Ye Ling glanced at his daughter and said angrily, "you! Where do you think? That's Xiaoling's teacher! Moreover, Xiaoling is still small. No matter how many birds or animals they are, they won't harm Xiaoling!"

Ye Ling: "yes! Mom's mind is too dirty!"

Ye Ling's mother opened her mouth and was speechless. Although she was still a little worried, she still didn't say anything. Ye Ling's young teacher didn't look like a bad man, and she had a wound on her arm.

While the three of them were talking, Lu Yang had finished his last sip of wine, put down his glass, and didn't eat dog meat again. He took out his wallet with his mouth closed, took out two hundred, thought about it, shook his head, took out another one, looked at Ye Ling at the door with hazy drunk eyes, and asked, "is three hundred enough?"

Seeing that Lu Yang had to pay the bill, Ye Ling trotted over with her mother. Ye Ling repeatedly said, "too much, too much!"

Ye Ling's mother said, "Oh! You are my Xiaoling's teacher! Come to our house for dinner. How can I ask you for money?"

He said he didn't want money, but ye Ling's mother had received 200 yuan. Grandpa Ye Ling, who smoked at the door, looked away. It was obvious that he couldn't see it.

Lu Yang didn't care. He put another 100 yuan bill on the table, stood up and had to leave. Before leaving, he squeezed out a smile and said goodbye to Ye Ling and her mother.

Ye Ling, who had just been ordered by her grandfather, hurried up to help Lu Yang. She was still saying that there was still 200 yuan to find, and the other 100 yuan could not be asked. While helping Lu Yang, she also picked up the 100 on the table and gave it to Lu Yang. When it was over, she turned back and shouted to her mother, "Mom, what are you doing? Don't you give my teacher change quickly!"

At this time, Lu Yang was already drunk and didn't want to tangle with the women, but he couldn't recover the money he gave. He frowned and gave way. In the end, Lu Yang was defeated. The 100 yuan was simply stuffed back into Lu Yang's pocket, with dozens of change.

In 2006, prices haven't been on the rocket yet. Such a meal is really less than 300 yuan.

Ye Ling wanted to send Lu Yang, but Lu Yang didn't let him. He pushed him away several times and staggered away. Ye Ling was worried and followed him from a distance. He kept watching Lu Yang enter the door before turning back. However, Lu Yang, who was drunk, didn't notice that there was a small tail behind him.

Back in the quiet rental house, Lu Yang staggered against the wall, went into the bedroom and fell on the bed. At this time, the pain brought to him by the strength of wine finally suppressed his boredom and fell asleep.

That night, Lu Yang rarely wrote any more, but in his dream, his eyebrows were still frowned.

After he fell asleep, his cell phone rang several times, but he didn't wake him up once.

……

The next morning, before the mist had cleared, Tong Yaqian, with a gloomy look, opened Lu Yang's door with a key with a fried dough stick and soybean milk. As soon as she entered the door, she smelled a strong smell of wine. Her first reaction was to smell the smell of wine. Tong Yaqian frowned and looked subconsciously at Lu Yang's bedroom, but she saw Lu Yang, who has always been used to sleeping and closing the door, The door is open today.

Did he drink last night?

Tong Yaqian was stunned. She stood at the door for a few seconds before turning around and gently closing the door. She could guess why Lu Yang drank last night. It must be because Cao Xue wanted to stay for a long time. He was embarrassed.

Because she is Tong Yaqian

Thinking of this, Tong Yaqian's eyes are a little sour. She wants to cry. She's a little sad, but she's also a little happy. What's sad is that she has a complex relationship with Lu Yang and Cao Xue. Lu Yang doesn't know how to solve it, and she doesn't know how to solve it. She's happy because Lu Yang will be so tangled between her and Cao Xue.

This shows that Lu Yang also likes her, otherwise why torture himself like this?

With a light step, Tong Yaqian silently walked into the bedroom.

Sure enough, the situation in the bedroom was as she expected. Lu Yang didn't take off his clothes and shoes. In that way, most of his body fell on the bed, his feet stretched out of the edge of the bed, and even the quilt was pressed under him. Unexpectedly, he didn't cover the quilt all night.

With a hangover, he was not as energetic as usual. Tong Yaqian saw fatigue and haggard on his always stable and quiet face.

Tong Yaqian walked over gently and sat down silently at the edge of the bed next to him. With some cool slender fingers, she gently stroked his eyebrows, bones and lips

A few tears rolled out of my eyes.

As early as when she was with him, she knew there would be this day. She thought it was still far away. At least after their internship, she didn't expect to come so early.

A dream, only half done, is about to wake up?

Close her eyes, Tong Yaqian silently wipes away the tears on her face. When she opens her eyes, she has begun to help Lu Yang take off his shoes and clothes, carefully put Lu Yang in bed and cover him with a quilt.