Yan Hang likes to work in a coffee shop. The environment is good, there are not many customers, and the work hours are late. After getting up in the morning, you can calmly make yourself a breakfast, and then go out after eating.

My dad was at home today, and he made two servings when he was making breakfast.

"What is breakfast?" My dad got up earlier than him, and he had already left the door and came back.

"Big shrimp egg rice." Yan Hang brought him the plate.

"I love prawns," Dad immediately picked up a fork and poked the egg skin open, then looked at him, "Where is the prawns?"

"Big shrimps and egg rice." Yan Hang corrected his statement again.

"...How can I prove that it is a prawn after it has been cut into diced?" My dad was a little dissatisfied.

"Do you have no sense of taste?" Yan Hang said while taking his plate.

"No." Dad replied quickly.

"Then let's eat shrimps and eggs." Yan Hang felt that he should arrange for his father to have a verbal duel with Chu Yi.

"Yeah, it's acceptable," Dad nodded and started eating happily, "I'll go to work later, right?"

"Third to 10:30." Yan Hang said.

"I'm going to visit the set?" asked my dad.

"Give me aside, father," Yan Hang sighed, "Our boss is a man, how about you change your target?"

"If you don't change, I can compete with him." My dad picked a shrimp and put it in his mouth and chewed it seriously.

"He is not as handsome as you," said Yan Hang.

"You can hear this review is very sincere." Dad patted his shoulder and turned on the TV with the remote control.

My dad was watching the city’s news station. No matter where he went, there must be a TV in the house, and then basically only watch local news.

Yan Hang didn't quite understand why he loved reading local news so much.

It’s okay for big cities, and the local news in small cities is all about neighborhood disputes. Or the roads here are broken and the lights there are no longer, let alone in the county town, all of which are fragmented, as if they are sitting on the side of the road to enjoy the cool air.

But my dad just likes to watch it. If it weren't for the fact that the village did not have his own TV station, my dad would probably have to watch the news in the village when they lived in the village.

This cattle ate the seedlings of that family, this chicken chased the ducks of that family, this male dog is stronger than the female dog in the village...

"I'm leaving." Yan Hang put on his coat.

"Get the card 154," said my dad, "If your shop doesn't care about lunch, you can go to the next door to pretend to be a slut, and the waiter in the coffee shop has lunch and eat Japanese food."

"...Oh." Yan Hang responded, opened the door and walked out.

After walking for a while, Yan Hang found that he had met several students on the way, and then he realized that it was the weekend today, so he took out his cell phone to confirm.

He uses his mobile phone many times a day, but he basically doesn't notice the date and time.

These two things in his life are mostly optional, and sometimes he cannot even determine the year.

However, every time he suddenly notices the date and time like now, he will take out his cell phone and confirm it carefully.

Sometimes you need to have such an action to make yourself feel like you are stepping on the ground.

Because it was a weekend, there were more people in the coffee shop than when they came for the interview.

When Yan Hang changed his work clothes, he met his boss. The boss's surname was Li. He was a middle-aged man with a very pretentious artist temperament. His clothes and props were very suitable for his personality. I just didn't know why I couldn't figure it out and got a bobo hair style.

"A few dishes," Boss Li waved as soon as he saw him, "It's just right, go bake some cakes? There are too many people today, so there are not enough."

"Yeah." Yan Hang responded, scolding his dad for at least twenty seconds.

If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have almost wanted to answer a few times.

Yan Hang worked hard, baked the cakes, and returned to the bar.

It is okay to do a favor occasionally, but if the boss wants to hire a chef with the waiter's salary, that's not possible.

He will leave simply and neatly.

That's how money is treated like a father.

I have been following my dad around for so many years. My dad doesn’t seem to save money, so he has no idea about saving money. As for money, you can just have enough travel expenses, rent and eat. There are so many that you can have a good meal, and then go and do it if you don’t have it.

The way he makes money is to work, and he doesn't know how his father makes money.

I'm not willing to figure it out either.

"Make a latte for me." A little girl walked to the bar with her cell phone, and was about to scan the code while saying.

"Wait." Yan Hang started making coffee very quickly.

The coffee maker started to beat beans, and the little girl shouted "ah".

Yan Hang looked at her.

"Don't do it first, don't do it anymore, my phone... is out of power." said the little girl.

Yan Hang didn't say anything

"I don't have cash." The little girl was a little embarrassed.

When he first came over, he saw a charger below, which was probably used by other waiters to charge.

He bent down and touched the bar, put the charger in front of the little girl, and pointed to the plug next to him: "Go there to charge."

"...Oh." The little girl looked at him in surprise, took the charger and walked to the side, looking at him while charging.

After the coffee was prepared, Yan Hang packed the bag and put it on the bar counter, waved to the little girl: "Come and check out."

The little girl took a cell phone with a little power charged and scanned the code, settled the bill, and then ran away with a trot in her arms.

"Yes." Boss Li said with his arms around him.

"What?" Yan Hang turned to look at him.

"The first time I saw a forced buying and selling so freely and confidently." Boss Li said.

"I... just give her a charger." Yan Hang said.

"I said I would buy it but I won't buy it. I'll beat you if I believe it or not," said Boss Li, "The expression is very good."

Yan Hang recalled it, probably because he forgot to smile just now.

"I'll pay attention next time," he said.

"No need to pay attention, it's pretty good," said Boss Li. "Isn't it just selling an extra cup of coffee? It's pretty good. You have to have the spirit of earning every penny hard."

"Ah." Yan Hang nodded.

After working until the afternoon, Yan Hang felt his legs stiff. I wonder if the air conditioner was on in the store, and his head was a little bored.

He has not worked this year and is a little uncomfortable with standing for such a long time. He won’t be too tired after running for two hours. It takes him to stand for a few hours.

When he changed his clothes and walked out of the coffee shop, he shook his arms and planned to run back and move his body.

Whenever he feels tired, his emotions will change, and this change is often caught off guard and unreasonable irritability is often very exciting when he realizes it. When his colleagues come out of the store, he pretends not to see it.

In this state, he usually uses running to adjust.

It feels very comfortable to run for an hour and take a shower and go to the sofa.

However, it is not easy to run at this time. It is a weekend now, and there are many people on the streets. Without getting lost... there is probably only the ruined road by the river covered with pits.

When he thought of running on that road, he was even more upset.

It’s not good to run, it’s not good to run.

When he found the intersection of the road along the river, he had not decided whether to run here.

The intersection is a bridge, and the traffic is very lively on the bridge, but the road along the river along the narrow and broken steps is very inconspicuous, and there is no artistic conception of "I am a small river road full of trees".

After standing on the steps for a while, Yan Hang decided to run back from here.

But after going down the steps and running forward for only more than ten meters, he stopped again.

Looking down from the railing, there was a person on the river beach full of mud and garbage.

And it looks like he is bent over and looking for something.

Treasure hunter?

Yan Hang was amused by his first reaction, and his irritability was diluted. He walked to the railing to see what the man was doing.

He was stunned for a second later.

The treasure hunter is in the first grade of junior high school.

After Chuyi expressed his gratitude to him yesterday and politely declined his identity as a messenger of justice, he thought about finding time to return the ten yuan protection fee to Chuyi, and he did not intend to continue to have any contact with this child.

I didn’t expect that this would happen when I met the first day of the New Year again.

He stepped out of the railing and stood on the riverside and stared at the first day of junior high school who was rummaging with a stick on the river beach below.

After watching for five minutes, I still had the same position as the first day of the New Year, and there seemed to be no progress.

He couldn't stand it anymore. He didn't feel that obvious when he ran by that night. Today, when the wind blew, he smelled the bad smell floating in the river.

"Hey!" he shouted to the bottom.
To be continued...