Why not hang yourself on the southeast tree

Chapter 121: Carrier Pigeon: A child with a mother is a treasure (15)

【Cuckoo~】

Ever since Li Pandi opened his new store, the house has become even quieter.

She opened the store in front of Wang Xin's school. Although the school was on winter vacation, the street was very close to the front gate and was quite busy.

Tourists who are impatient with the crowds at popular attractions come here leisurely, smell the aroma of the fire-baked bread, and line up to buy a few to try.

One trick is fresh, eat all over the sky.

The donkey meat hot pot made by Li Pandi tastes authentic. The saying that there is dragon meat in the sky and donkey meat on the ground is not nonsense. Many old Beijingers nearby fall in love with it after taking a bite and line up every day.

The fat boy didn't have to make up classes during the winter vacation, and he finished all his homework early. Then he went to help Aunt Li in the store and eat some steamed buns. In just ten days, he gained several pounds and his face became rounder.

【Cuckoo~】

They said they would not take me to the store no matter what, I feel so resentful.

The ingredients prepared every day are not enough to sell, and there is nothing to pack up and take home when I get home from work in the evening.

Whenever Li Pandi saw Fatty Pigeon's eyes, which looked like a resentful woman in the boudoir, he felt uneasy.

She knew that the little thing was crazy about meat.

Recently, Li Pandi wanted to find some time to go through the formalities to start a takeout business, and it would be best if he could designate Guo Li specifically to take orders and deliver the food.

Of course, this idea is unrealistic, but there is a chance, right?

After all, the rider station is not too far away, just two stops away.

Another month passed.

After the lively and festive New Year, Guo Li only sent a blessing text message to Wang Fengying on New Year's Eve. He did not show up during the entire first month of the year.

I heard that the delivery fees are very high during the first few days of the New Year, so he is very busy, like a ruthless money-making machine.

Li Pandi felt very distressed, so she specially made about a hundred donkey meat hot buns and sent them all to the rider station. She was afraid that Guo Li would not want them, so she specifically told the stationmaster.

[Just say this is a New Year's benefit you prepared. Anyway, you also said that there are only ten riders who stick to their posts, so how can Guo Li get ten? He loves to eat this! Don't worry if it gets cold, it will still be crispy after one minute in the microwave. ]

The webmaster scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed to be taking advantage of someone for nothing, and searched all his pockets until he pulled out over seventy yuan.

Li Pandi quickly refused, [This is a small gift from me as a mother, how can I accept your money? You just need to help me look after Guo Li, he is still young, he can't make any mistakes...]

The webmaster rubbed his hands and praised repeatedly. The man in his thirties was so moved that he almost cried.

The key point was the pile of individually wrapped donkey meat hotpots on the table behind him. They were so delicious that he was dying of greed. He couldn't help but wonder where the big bowl of instant noodles he had eaten half an hour ago had gone...

Guo Li was so busy that he was forced to take a break by the system automatically logging him off, and then he returned to the site. The site manager handed him his share of the firecrackers.

After taking a bite, he was stunned. The taste seemed a little familiar.

It wasn't until one day when he passed by No. 11 Middle School on his bike and saw the woman he had hidden deep in his memory busying around in the shop that he realized where that familiar taste came from...

Wang Fengying couldn't remember from which day Sister Pan'er would tell her with a smile that Guo Li came to the store to buy two steamed buns, and would get angry if she didn't pay, but would come again to buy after two days if she paid.

When Li Pandi said this, tears flashed in his eyes and his mouth was wide open.

The relationship between mother and son has obviously improved, and it will definitely get better with time.

【Cuckoo~】

I am a freeloader who spends my days at home bickering with my starling. I am so bored.

The old man next door fell ill and had been coughing for more than half a month, especially at night.

I heard that he had no children in his life, but he refused to go to a nursing home and just stayed in the small courtyard passed down from his grandfather.

【Cuckoo~】

It was a rare sunny day, and I flapped my wings and flew over the courtyard wall.

Stopped on the jujube tree in the old man’s yard.

[Ahem, it's you. I hear that mynah bird scolding you in different ways every day. Did you flirt with the girl?! ]

The old man is a wonderful person. He can play chess, listen to music, and play with birds in many ways.

On the small table next to it was a copy of the "Book of Changes" with the corners almost torn, and it was a traditional Chinese version.

[Cuckoo——]

Bah, you are the one who flirts with little girls!!! I am a gentleman! I won’t do such dirty things!

[Hey, you're still not convinced. Hey, do you understand what I'm saying?! ]

The old man suddenly became serious and stretched out his arm.

【Cuckoo~】

I flew over and landed on his forearm. The cloth my claws touched was not very thick. I couldn't see anything on the old man's face, and his body was almost skin and bones. He was terribly thin.

He reached out to touch my head, but I subconsciously dodged him.

【Cuckoo~】

No, no, you can’t do that. If you touch my head and look into my eyes, you’ll read my mind... We’re not that close yet.

[Wow, this is really a bit strange! ! ! ]

The old man suddenly half covered his mouth, tilted his head to one side, and started coughing uncontrollably.

[Cuckoo——]

I quickly flew back to the tree, tilted my head to look at him, and waited for him to recover.

Birds are also afraid of some human viruses!

The old man waved his hand and stumbled back to his room.

I was left outside and I didn't see him come out for a long time. Maybe he took some medicine and went to sleep?!

The next day, the old man's cough was better, and he got up early and went out for a walk.

【Cuckoo~】

I flapped my wings to catch up with him and he went to Jingshan Park.

This place is much quieter than the vast royal residence in front. Visitors come in groups of three or four, and they are also infected by the atmosphere of the garden and dare not talk or laugh loudly.

After walking for a while, the old man felt tired and found a stool to rest his feet.

Then he looked back at the fat pigeon following him not far away, and somehow there was a hint of pity in his eyes.

【Cuckoo~】

Weird old man, what's that look?!

The old man had a bracelet made of small-leaf red sandalwood on his left hand, which he had polished until it was smooth and shiny. Under the sunlight, it looked like starlight at first glance.

When I looked carefully again, it was gone.

【Cuckoo?】

[Pigeon, go back and don't follow me. If you keep going, you will regret it! ]

The old man said this without thinking, but he still sat on the stone bench without moving. He took out a small white medicine bottle from his pocket and put two gray-brown licorice tablets in it.

This thing is actually a prescription drug now. More than ten years ago, this medicine was the only thing that worked when he had a cough.

Now that I’m older, I don’t know if the quality of the medicine has deteriorated or if I’m really too old and useless, but after taking three bottles, there is still little effect.

Next time I go to that doctor, he probably won’t prescribe it for me again.

Hmm, it tastes pretty good as it melts in your mouth.

The sunlight shone on his body, making him feel warm. He was in a daze for a long time. When he looked up, the fat pigeon was still there.

[Ah, you disobedient little thing. ]

【Cuckoo~】

Humph, who said I followed you? The road is wide and we each walk on our own side. Why don’t I just go to the park? !

The old man stood up and found that the shadow under his feet had become smaller. He looked up at the sky and saw that the sun was almost at its zenith.

[Alas, it’s all fate, don’t blame me...]

【Cuckoo?】

What is this weird old man mumbling about? I don't understand.

I followed him around the rockery, up to the pavilion, and then around the path to the Wanchun Pavilion.

This is the center point of Beijing City and also the highest place in the garden. Looking down, you can see a large and magnificent palace not far away.

[Look there, an emperor hanged himself there in the past...]

【Cuckoo?】

I shook my fat body in fear (?｀?Д?′)!!

But it seemed as if it had received some mysterious call and flew to the crooked tree.

I looked up and down and didn't see any supernatural events, so I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The old man was still standing in Wanchun Pavilion. He coughed twice and suddenly waved to me.

【Cuckoo~】

Weird?! I watched his movements, confused.

From the perspective of the old man, you can clearly see——

A thin yellow figure swooped up the tree and bit the fat pigeon's neck.

The fat carrier pigeon who was born in hardship and died in comfort has died!