Chen Hansheng actually didn't expect that Shen Youchu really had a cousin, but she was a little young.
"Where's my mother-in-law?"
Shen Youchu knelt down and wiped the little girl's face.
Chen Hansheng took a look under the moonlight. The little girl was a little thin, with small arms and legs, but her eyes were quite big. She couldn't be described as "beautiful or ugly" yet. Cuteness was the best description.
"My mother-in-law is at the entrance of the alley."
The little girl pointed forward, and then she saw Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo. They shrank back and hid behind Shen Youchu, looking at the two people curiously.
Shen Youchu turned around and said, "My uncle's cousin, you call her Aning."
"My name is Chen Ningning."
The little girl blinked and whispered.
"Hey, it's still my family."
Chen Hansheng stepped forward to say hello, but Aning felt a little overwhelmed and turned around and ran back.
"Look, you're so ugly. It's like it's dark when you close your eyes. It scares the kids."
Chen Hansheng turned his head and looked at Wang Zibo and said.
Wang Zibo was very dissatisfied: "I didn't say a word. It was obviously you who scared me away."
After walking more than twenty steps, there was indeed an old lady holding a cane in one hand and a candle in the other. Her eyes were cloudy but kind. After seeing Shen Youchu, a happy smile suddenly bloomed on her weather-beaten face.
"Mother-in-law."
Shen Youchu walked up to support the old lady, her voice a little choked, and she seemed to really miss her.
"It's good to go home."
The old lady held Shen Youchu's hand and glanced at Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo again.
"Mother-in-law, he is Chen, Chen, Chen..."
"My name is Chen Hansheng, his name is Wang Zibo, and we are Shen Youchu's classmates."
Shen Youchu stuttered several times and did not say anything, so Chen Hansheng simply introduced himself.
The old lady nodded and walked home without saying anything.
Wang Zibo whispered: "Xiao Chen, I'm really nervous about meeting my parents for the first time."
Chen Hansheng glanced at him: "You are so nervous, does it have anything to do with you?"
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The courtyard of Shen Youchu's house is very small. There are two bedrooms on the left and right sides of the main room, as well as a warehouse and kitchen.
Pushing open the firewood door, Granny Shen Youchu asked, "Have you had dinner?"
Shen Youchu shook his head.
"Then let's make some food for your classmates first." The old lady said.
There is no gas stove or coal stove in the small kitchen, only a stove made of piled adobes. Shen Youchu speaks slowly, but he cooks very quickly. He lights the fire to heat the stove and cooks the noodles in one go.
Chen Hansheng pushed Wang Zibo: "Young man, if you have a job in your eyes, go help light the fire."
Wang Zibo groaned and ran under the stove to fill the firewood, while Chen Hansheng was petting the cat next to him.
In Shen Youchu's house, there was a gray little native dog and a yellow and white domestic cat, circling around Chen Hansheng's feet;
The old lady spoke very little. She sat on a stool and squinted her eyes as if she was asleep;
Little Aning nestled in the old man's arms, looking at the two strange elder brothers with twinkling eyes.
"Mother-in-law, there are no eggs in the basket."
Shen Youchu said softly.
"Go and take a look at the chicken coop. There should be some more there." Granny Shen Youchu said slowly.
Chen Hansheng grabbed Shen Youchu: "Just plain noodles, don't look for eggs anymore."
Shen Youchu shook his head gently: "You are not full."
"It's okay. Don't you have some chili at home? Just make some for dinner."
When the two were in a stalemate, Aning suddenly ran out, and soon a chicken crow came from a corner of the yard.
When Aning came back, there were one or two chicken feathers on her slightly yellow hair, and her palms were still a little dirty, but she carefully held two free-range eggs: "Sister, here you go."
Shen Youchu took it and fried two eggs. Chen Hansheng said to Aning: "Thank you."
The little girl was embarrassed by the praise and ran back to the old lady's arms, hiding in her arms and secretly watching Chen Hansheng.
Soon three bowls of hot noodles were served. Shen Youchu's bowl did not have eggs. She took out a little chili oil and poured it into the noodles and ate it in small bites.
Wang Zibo couldn't eat anymore: "Xiao Chen..."
Chen Hansheng waved his hand: "You eat what you have, that's what I want."
He divided the eggs in his bowl into two pieces and gave half of it to Shen Youchu: "Don't give in, I'm more annoyed by this."
Shen Youchu saw that Chen Hansheng was a little serious, so she really didn't dare to refuse, but she divided the half fried egg into two smaller halves, and called Aning to feed it: "Does it smell good?"
Little Aning's eyes widened with a smile: "Sister, the food is delicious."
Shen Youchu also laughed. With her appearance like this, she occasionally smiled, and Wang Zibo could understand why King Zhou You was willing to play tricks on the princes for Bao Si.
Just remembering that an egg was shared by three people just now, Wang Zibo felt sad again, and raised his head and glanced at Chen Hansheng next to him.
Chen Hansheng's face was as dark as water, and his expression did not change much.
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After eating around the fire, Shen Youchu went to help Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo make the beds.
Tonight, the two of them slept in the warehouse. Fortunately, there was not much ventilation. After everything settled down, Wang Zibo huddled in the bed and asked, "Xiao Chen, when are we leaving?"
"tomorrow."
Chen Hansheng replied.
"So urgent?"
Wang Zibo really wants to take a stroll here.
Chen Hansheng smiled "hehe": "You are not here for cousin Shen Youchu, we have already met her anyway."
"fart!"
Wang Zibo became angry when he thought about it: "You obviously wanted to send Shen Youchu home, but you also lied to me about coming to Sichuan and Chongqing to travel."
However, best friends don't care about so much, not to mention that Chen Hansheng plays the role of commander and dog-headed strategist in the duo.
After a while, Wang Zibo forgot about it. He came over to discuss with Chen Hansheng and said: "Xiao Chen, before I leave, I want to take out all the money I have and give it to Aning. Although it is only more than 100, eggs are probably for people's health. I feel sorry for myself."
Chen Hansheng nodded: "You can just give it to me. Anyway, I've bought my ticket back to Hong Kong City. I'll leave some for the old lady when I get there."
"How much are you prepared to give?"
Wang Zibo was a little curious.
"800."
Chen Hansheng replied.
Wang Zibo was stunned for a moment: "With your character, I thought you would give 2,000 or 3,000."
"I paid Shen Youchu her salary. I didn't bother to ask how much she was willing to pay, but I only have 800 here."
Chen Hansheng pulled up the quilt to cover his body: "I will honor my father and mother this year by paying 1,000 per person. Even the king of heaven and I cannot exceed this standard!"
Wang Zibo nodded silently: "You have been very principled since you were a child, no matter what happens."
The room was quiet for a while, and Chen Hansheng suddenly remembered something: "Zi Bo, are you asleep?"
Wang Zibo replied: "No."
Chen Hansheng coughed: "After returning to Hong Kong City, Xiao Yu'er asked what we have been doing these days. You know what to say."
"have no idea."
Wang Zibo finally caught such an opportunity to "threaten" Chen Hansheng, and took the opportunity to put on a show: "I'll tell Xiao Yu'er that you send a girl who is almost as beautiful as her back to your hometown."
After hearing this, Chen Hansheng lifted the quilt and rummaged through his wallet without saying a word.
"What are you doing?"
Wang Zibo suddenly had a bad feeling.
"It's okay, just keep showing off."
Chen Hansheng lowered his head and said, "I tore up your train ticket. Let's see how you go back and complain!"