Chapter 3: Made a friend

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Daikin ’s investigation soon came out, without any background, just a little girl selling clay figurines under the big banyan tree on North Street, and had lived there for a long time.
There is a mother-in-law who has no other siblings or fathers in her family. The mother-in-law should have been widowed for a long time, because, as she said to the outside world, Yi'er's father was dead.
King Liang began to appear on North Street as a big head.
This is the poorest place in the whole capital.
The place where he lives is two worlds.
He got some books to sell, and the stall was next to Yier's stall.
Datou's business is not good, but he always brings delicious food to Yier.
"You don't want to bring me anything to eat in the future, it costs a lot of money." Yier was very satisfied with eating, but they also felt that these snacks were definitely not cheap.
Wang Liang looked at her happy face and said, "You can eat with confidence. My uncle cooks in the restaurant. These snacks are sold by the shopkeeper and asked to take him away. He will give it to me every day. Send it over, I do n’t like sweets. "
"It's nice to have an uncle who cooks." Yi'er enviously said.
Wang Liang glanced at her and smiled, "Yeah, at least to be his nephew, there are enough snacks and delicious food for friends."
"Then I am very happy to be your friend." Yier said with a smile.
There was a lot of noise from the people on the North Street, and sometimes he shouted. Wang Liang liked to see Yier talking loudly, and his face turned red and very beautiful.
At noon the sun is big, and there are fewer people.
Yi'er greeted King Liang sitting under the big banyan tree, looking at his books, worried and authentic: "You have a bad business, you have to think of a way, can you sell other things? Selling books to this place to sell, there must be no sales. . "
King Liang also looked very melancholy, "But, I don't know what I can sell."
Yi'er thought for a while, "It's good if you sell it, maltose, sesame pancakes, candied gourd, and rice pass."
She pointed to an old man across from him, "He sells roasted sweet potatoes, the business is good, he can earn fifty liters a day, and when there are more than one hundred liters, I am very good with him."
King Liang was surprised, "Can I earn so much?"
Yi'er nodded vigorously, "Really, I've calculated it for him. Brother Aniu also said that selling food is the most profitable, but I won't cook. I will only be a clay figurine and a rag doll. "
More than the first time that King Liang heard her say Brother Aniu, he couldn't help asking curiously: "Who is Brother Aniu? I have been here for a few days and I haven't seen him."
"Brother Aniu is a sugar seller, but it tastes good, and occasionally sells pots and pans. He looks at what business is good and does what he does, but he hasn't come in these two days. His mother is sick, he has to Waiting at home, I will see him after closing the booth today. "
Wang Liang smiled and said: "It seems that the food you sell is very good with you."
"Yes, I sold the clay figurines and went to buy them food." Yier smiled, and the dimples bloomed like a little begonia flower.
The sunlight dropped from the gap between the branches. The large, thin-leaved banyan can block the heat of this summer. The people who come and go are fewer and fewer. Wang Liang knows that it will be lively again around Shenshi.
He put a mat under the banyan tree and slowly lay down, with his hands behind his head, looking at the thick branch, only to feel how beautiful life would be if it had always been so peaceful.
He turned his head to look at Yi'er, she was carefully picking out the flaws on the clay figure's face, conscientiously focusing, the fine sunlight fell on her white and round face, and she could see the fine white fluff, very real, very fresh A young girl alive.
She occasionally smiled at him with a sideways smile.
He couldn't tell whether he liked the girl or the tranquility here. In short, he felt extremely comfortable.
However, there are also faint worries in his heart. How long can this tranquility last?
He always appears here and will always be known.
He closed his eyes slowly, listening to the noise of the outside gradually reducing, but the cicadas on the banyan tree became clearer.
With a tickle on his face, he opened his eyes and a pair of bright black eyes caught his eyes, and Yier looked at him with a smile on his face.
She spread her hands, with a fluffy peach in her palm, which had not been ripe yet but had been picked by her.
"Where did it come from?" Although Peaches is already on the market, this North Street has not been sold, but it is sold outside, and the price is more expensive.
"When I went out today, I picked it from Sun Da Niang's house." She whispered.
"Picked?" Liang Wang narrowed his eyes.
She snorted halfway, "I put down two pennies."
Wang Liang threw a smile, "Then did you buy it?"
He took the peach in one hand and rubbed it for a moment. "It's not ripe yet, where is delicious?"
"Give it to you, let you try it, this is sold outside." Yier's face flushed, "You always bring me something delicious, I have nothing to return to you, thinking that peaches are still rare. I bought one for you ... "
Peaches are actually not rare, but they are relatively expensive when they are first launched. He never lacks expensive fruits in his house, but he rarely eats them.
But, holding the half-ripe peach in his hand, he felt warm in his heart.
"Don't you eat it?" Yier looked at him ... peach in hand.
Wang Liang smiled and said, "I will go back to eat at night."
"Oh ..." Yi'er grinned reluctantly. "Yeah, go back at night and eat slowly."
I thought I could taste it.
The next day, King Liang brought a small basket of peaches.
When he was on the road, he had already thought about the words. This peach was given by the boss of his cook ’s uncle, saying that he was rewarded for his good cooking.
However, under the big banyan tree, Yier's figure was not seen, and even the stalls were changed to sell sugar gourds. The stall owner was a dark-skinned young man.
He snatched Yier's seat?
King Liang put the book box, then carefully put the peach on the box, walked over and asked hostilely: "Why did you grab the seat?"
The young man was startled, looked at him, and then looked at the two big boxes that he reached out, and then smiled: "Are you a big head?"
"Do you know me?" King Liang was stunned.
"Yeah, Yi'er said you have done it several times, I'm Aniu." He skillfully split the candied gourds, and said: "Yi'er didn't come today, she was sick."
"Sick?" King Liang only felt his heart shrink slightly. "How is she sick? What's sick? See the doctor?"
Aniu waved her hand, "It doesn't hinder her. She always gets sick once or twice a month."
"Is she really sick?" Wang Liang remembered that she said she was sick and was about to die, and she groaned in her heart. Could it be that she really has an incurable disease?
"Yeah, she has a heart disease, which is brought in from the mother's womb, it is not easy to cure." A Niu said with a sigh.
The heart disease is still in the mother's womb. Although King Liang does not understand medical techniques, he also knows that it is an incurable disease.
However, most of the problems caused by the mother womb cannot be treated.
"Do you know where her family is?" Wang Liang asked. "I don't know, her family is not allowed to go. She is very fierce, so she doesn't tell us." Aniu said.