Song An washed his face and was about to leave when the door suddenly opened.
Bai Ling bounced into the room from outside, with Chang Baole following behind her.
"What are you two doing in my room so late at night?”Song An asked with a smile.
"Handsome Song, I heard that you got a bonus, so we came to freeload!”
Bai Ling giggled as she tugged at Song An's clothes, deliberately using a coquettish voice to act coquettishly towards Song An.
"Alright, I'll treat you guys to ghost pancakes!”
Song An readily agreed.
Bai Ling pulled Song An's arm. When she heard that they were going to treat her to " ghost pancakes," she hummed happily.
"What do you mean by ghost cakes? Could it be a pancake eaten by ghosts? Why was this name so scary?”Chang Baole shuddered.
"Haha, coward, you'll know when you get there. You'll die of hunger!”Bai Ling narrowed her eyes and smiled.
The three of them changed into windbreakers and military boots. Bai Ling even put on makeup and lip gloss.
They were all in their early twenties. The man was tall and handsome, while the woman was beautiful and youthful. Moreover, due to her constant exercise, her figure was impeccable.
The three of them walked side by side on the road, and many people turned their heads.
Song An brought them to Gongmenkou Alley. After turning left and right in the alley, they arrived at a particularly remote shop.
As the saying goes, people who don't know how to eat shop on the streets, and people who know how to eat shop in the alleys.
Especially in big cities, the shops on the streets were for foreigners to eat, and the local foodies all went to the alleys.
The shop was not big, and there was no sign. There were only three tables in the shop.
"Auntie, give me six meat pies, three bowls of meatball soup, and two pickles.”
Song An shouted at the window.
"Alright, the three of you sit tight. I'll be right there!”The auntie at the window replied.
There was a TV in the shop, and it was currently broadcasting " Eight Demigods ". The God of Tough-Acting, Jiu Mozhi, was challenging the Shaolin Temple.
Chang Baole didn't have much expectations for this restaurant. He didn't expect that his eyes would pop out the moment he ate the meat patty.
"Delicious, right?" Bai Ling asked with a smile.
"I've never eaten such a fragrant meat pie. It's too delicious!”
Chang Baole nodded profusely. He didn't have time to talk to Bai Ling as he opened his mouth to eat the pancake.
On a late autumn night, he would eat two mouthfuls of thin-skinned beef patties and a bean noodle meatball soup sprinkled with green chives along with the pickled vegetables from Liu Bi Ju.
It warmed the hearts of those who ate it, and it was indescribably beautiful.
"You three are police officers, right?"
The middle-aged woman who was selling meat pies walked into the shop after she was done with her work. Bai Ling quickly got up and found a chair for the middle-aged woman.
"Auntie, how could you tell? We're not wearing police uniforms." Chang Baohe asked with a smile.
"I can tell at a glance that you guys are sitting upright. Your energy is different from us commoners!”
The middle-aged woman said proudly," I used to sell meat pies at the Red Star refrigerator factory. That street used to be very chaotic. I heard that there was even a serial murder case. I usually close my stall at three in the morning. I often see you police officers patrolling the night with flashlights. With you patrolling the night, the young ladies at work, and us small businessmen, I feel especially at ease.
Sigh, it was so cold, who wouldn't want to stay in bed for a while longer? Therefore, I often gave the police on night patrol meat patties to eat. Every time they passed by the food stall, they would call me Ghost Cookie Aunt. When I saw the patrol officer, I was as close to him as I was to my own son and nephew.”
When Song An and the others heard the auntie's words, they felt especially warm in their hearts.
Before they left, the auntie insisted that she would treat them without charge. Song An quietly stuffed fifty yuan into the auntie's pocket.
It was not easy for anyone to earn money, and it was not safe to take advantage of such a situation.
Walking out of the alley, Bai Ling kicked the small stone under her feet with a happy expression.
"I think our citizens are the best citizens in the world. They know how to be grateful.”Chang Baole sighed.
Bai Ling nodded." So, although our work is a little tiring, I feel very happy when I think about protecting kind people like the Ghost Cookie Aunt.”
Song An and Chang Baole laughed together.
The three young men chatted and laughed as they left the alley at the palace gate.
In the middle of the night, the northern wind suddenly blew, and the whimpering northern wind blew against the glass windows.
Western suburbs of Swallow Mountain, Bajiao Town.
A figure was running wildly across the field. The figure ran faster and faster. After reaching the lake at the end of the field, the figure jumped into the lake without hesitation.
The north wind was still blowing, and the withered grass on the field was blown to the east and west.
A white splash appeared in the lake.
..........
The northern wind blew all night last night. Today, the sky was clear and the sun was warm. It was very comfortable when it shone on one's body.
Song An finished his breakfast and took the bus No. 35 to the bank.
Today was the weekend. Song An wanted to go to the bank to check his account and buy a few sets of winter clothes.
When the bus arrived at the Wangyuan Road stop, a middle-aged man with a mustache and a leather bag sat beside Song An. He was wearing a dark green casual suit.
"Little brother, you look so young. Are you a university student?”
The man in the dark green suit took the initiative to strike up a conversation with Song An.
Song An glanced at him. This man had a three-seven split, his face was sallow, and his mouth was full of yellow teeth. His teeth were deeply stained by smoke, and his mouth smelled of smoke.
"Yes, what do you do?"
Song An casually asked him.
"Hehe, my brother's name is Jia Gui 'er. He runs a computer shop near Bainaohui on the East Bridge. He specializes in selling assembled computers and notebooks at a very reasonable price.”
When Song An heard that his name was Jia Gui, he suddenly remembered a classic traitor image from his previous life.
Looking at this guy again, he really did look a little like Captain Jia. He also had a charming appearance with his eyebrows lowered and his waist bent. He could not help but chuckle.
"Brother, I understand when you smile. You don't believe me, do you?”
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