Chapter 376 The Monster on the Electric Meter

It’s always like this in winter.

The sun rises late and sets early.

It was just after five o’clock, and the sun was setting.

The setting sun draws the young man’s figure far, far away, as if it will extend to the end of the years.

An Ting happened to catch a glimpse of the convenience store opposite Qiao Liang’s house. He was bored during his free time, so he ran over and ordered a Wuyang cone on a whim. There were many more flavors, but he still ordered the classic taro flavor.

A man and a cat ate in silence beside the pillars of the arcade and under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.

Finally, I still couldn’t return the cat to Qiao Liang.

Then he left and met Song Ci.

Not long after walking in Anting, a very high-end-looking commercial vehicle drove into Guihua Road. The words "Hongji Real Estate" were printed on the side of the vehicle.

　…

Perhaps due to the presence of Aunt Song, a pregnant woman, the family was filled with love for a period of time before and after the Spring Festival.

Aunt Song is like a national treasure.

The whole family, old and young, circled around her, and even the barking dogs kept their voices down.

When her father makes chicken soup for her, he must remove the chicken skin to avoid being greasy and making her gag.

Of course, my father has not forgotten his late wife and regularly offers incense in the hope that she can bless this unborn child.

Song Ci majored in science and engineering, but she could not conceal her inner nature as a literary girl. During the day and dusk, she would spend time with Aunt Song outside her home. She would be responsible for reading, and Aunt Song would be responsible for basking in the sun.

An Ting and Song Yuxun are not idle, and they often play guitar with Aunt Song.

Although it is not as elegant as the piano, a little guitar music can be regarded as part of prenatal education.

The family atmosphere is very warm.

Chatting at the doorstep is essential. Aunt Song learned that Anting and Song Yuxun formed a campus band at the university. She clapped her hands and was a little envious, "You still know how to play."

An Ting rolled his eyes and said disgustedly: "They were all forced."

Song Yuxun gave Anting a hard look.

Song Ci was a little envious and a little regretful.

Aunt Song asked again: "What's the name of the band?"

Song Yuxun immediately replied: "fourA!"

Upon hearing this, Song Yuxun Auntie and Song Ci both laughed and didn't ask any questions, because they both guessed the origin of the name.It's a shame to be a groupie.

While chatting, the conversation came back to A.

Song Ci sighed: "Since the sudden scarf incident on National Day, that person seems to have no news or any new works."

Hmm.

Since that picture of a cat wearing a mask, A has never followed up.

Anting also told Director Luo in private that if there were no special circumstances, he would most likely not be active as A again.

There is no reason why.

It’s simply unnecessary, I don’t want to show off, I don’t lack the money, and I can’t spare the time.

At this moment, Song Yuxun also said: "I heard that there is no shortage of money. According to the picture, A seems to be a rich man, and playing music is a pure love."
< br />As he spoke, Song Yuxun became even more infatuated.

In fact, not only Song Yuxun, but also other people on the Internet think the same way. In their minds - A is a talented second-generation rich man who is not short of money and just wants to play.

"Anyway, he is a person who is full of mysteries." Song Ci said with a hint of admiration.

On the one hand, the song quality is very high, and on the other hand, the sense of mystery is too strong. Although it has disappeared for half a year, there is no sign of its popularity coming down, whether at home or abroad.

"Hey, my husband~ It doesn't matter. When I enter the entertainment industry next year, I will find out his true identity."

After hearing Song Yuxun's declaration, the other three Everyone is happy.

　……

Today is the 29th of the New Year.

At dusk, An’s father asked Anting and Song Ci to go to the town center together after a long absence to collect rent.

Song Yuxun didn’t really want to go to a place with a large concentration of migrant workers, so he chose to stay on Bauhinia Street, sitting by the fish pond and playing music with a few little ghosts.

It can be seen that this girl is used to the life on Bauhinia Street.

A group of kindergarten and elementary school students headed by Xiaohui and Xiaoya still couldn’t tell Song Ci and Song Yuxun apart, so they blindly claimed that this was Song Ci’s sister No. 2.

Song Yuxun doesn’t like this kind of title very much, but he doesn’t care about it like a little devil.

At six o’clock in the afternoon, Anting and Song Ci went out to collect rent together. It was usually this time to ensure that the tenants were at home and would not miss it.

Instead of driving a car, I rode a motorcycle.

Taking into account the cold weather, Anting originally planned to drive the car by himself and still be able to block the car.Blocking the wind, who knew that Song Ci got interested and wanted to ride a motorcycle.

I followed her wishes.

After getting in the car, Anting held Song Ci's waist with both hands. This was his habit.

Compared to before going to college, this girl has lost a little weight. On the one hand, she went to a city two thousand kilometers away. The food is a little different, maybe she is not used to it; on the other hand, she is used to it. The top cooking skills of the An family and his son naturally pale in comparison to those in the school cafeteria.

Out of concern, the boy even pinched her.

Song Ci was so frightened that she screamed, "What are you doing?"

"You have lost weight..."

"Still Okay, just a little bit." At this point, feeling the touch on her waist, the girl with long straight black eyes moved her bright eyes, thinking about it, pretending to sneeze, and then said: "It seems a bit cold..."

"Do you want someone else to drive?"

"No, just hold my belly."

"Oh..."

The young man did not doubt her presence and obeyed her orders.

Due to the cold climate in winter, motorcycles drive slower and the wind is less, so the speed is very slow.

Anting thought of something and asked curiously: "Are you really afraid of roads?"

After hearing this, Song Ci was silent for a while.

After a while, while driving, he replied: "Dad left in a traffic accident. I was sitting in the back seat..."

"Oh."
< br />An Ting understood what Song Ci meant, not because of road fear, but because of psychological shadow.

I don’t know if Aunt Song really forgot this, or if she didn’t say it on purpose. Anyway, that person hoped that her daughter could overcome this problem.

"It doesn't matter, I can overcome it after taking some time."

"It doesn't matter if you don't overcome it. If it doesn't work, then just be a motorcycle girl. I can see that you It has the potential to be rebellious.”

It’s hard to find a sad atmosphere, but this guy always breaks it when he opens his mouth.

Song Ci couldn't hold it back, and with a chuckle, she couldn't help but start to think about it - motorcycle girl, it seems cool, not bad.

Very quickly.

The two came to the building where the rent was collected.

After getting off the car, Anting was still playful and made a gesture of asking, "Please, charterer!"

"How many times have I said it? Not a charterer." Song Ci didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Many thingsis changing quietly.

Not only is the urbanization process accelerating in urban areas, there are also changes in small towns.

Many enterprises that pollute the environment are facing closure or relocation, and the number of migrant workers is gradually decreasing.

The rebirth of a young man seems to have changed a lot of things, but also seems to have changed nothing.

When Anting and Song Ci were in college, the catering tenants on the first floor had all been replaced. The Internet cafes on the second and third floors were currently closed for rectification, probably because they accommodated too many minors. Reported.

In the past, the front desk of Internet cafes also took care of the task of collecting rent, and finally handed it over to Anjia's people. Since the Internet cafe closed down, Anting and Song Ci could only do it in person.

To collect rent, you don’t just need to collect money. You also need to check the water and electricity meters.

On the 4th, 5th, 6th and 7th floors, there are so many tenants and the workload is very heavy.

Walking to one of the floors, it may be because it has a long history. There are many stains on the surface of the electric meter, and it is placed relatively high, making it difficult to see the numbers clearly.

Can’t find the ladder.

In desperation, Anting and Song Ci repeated their old tricks and used the combination of the couplet posted last year - riding a pony.

"Come! Song Ci, make up my head!"

"Hey, you are really weird. Others are getting more and more mature, but you are getting more and more mature. The more childish."

Song Ci complained, while tiptoeing on the boy's neck, and stepped forward to check the electricity meter, "Get closer, I don't wear glasses, I can't see clearly..."
< br />"Are you so short-sighted?"

"Well, a little bit..."

Although it is dusk, the winter night comes very early, not until six o'clock The visibility is already very low, and the lighting in the rental house is not very good.

When Anting was walking forward, he accidentally stepped on some unknown object and slipped a little.

"Ah...!!!"

Song Ci was startled, but luckily she didn't fall down.

Just when the two of them breathed a sigh of relief, Song Ci took a closer look. He wanted to look at the electric meter, but instead he looked at a cockroach.

The little sister and the big cockroach.

Big eyes stare at small eyes.

At that moment, Anting, who was only clamped lightly, was suddenly clamped hard, like a fatal scissor kick, "Ahem, Song Ci, don't clamp so tightly, your head will be damaged." I've been pinched by you, I'm a little breathless..."

Song Ci didn't care so much, and said in a panic: "An Ting, there is a monster! Back off, back off!!!"

“Ah... there’s a monster on the meter?!”

“Hmm!”

Anting had no idea what was happening and just obeyed the order. He stepped back in a hurry and accidentally kicked his heel on the stairs.

Then...

The man fell on his back.

An Ting was fine. When he was riding a pony and fell backward, the person on his back was usually the one on top, that is, Song Ci.

Song Ci must have hit her head, and a lump arose. Song Ci, who had always wanted to be strong in her life, burst into tears.

I guess it hurts a lot, but I don’t cry.

An Ting sat up, turned around, and said to Song Ci in a weird tone: "This tearful expression can be ranked in the top 3 of Song Ci's emoticons..."

Upon hearing this, Song Ci glared at Anting fiercely.

On the surface, Song Ci said, "I can tolerate small grievances"; in fact, "I'm not a ninja, so how can I tolerate everything?"

It’s pitiful, but it’s really cute.

An Ting couldn't stand it, so he sat on the stairs, stretched out his hand, and gently caressed the back of her head. It was only at this moment that Song Ci felt more comfortable.

"Is there anything else that feels uncomfortable?"

Hearing this, Song Ci blushed and quietly touched her inner thigh.

This is a normal situation. When riding a pony and the car overturns, the head is the most severely injured in the upper body; the head is the most injured in the lower body.

Although it is not as exaggerated as a boy’s ball pain, for women, it is also a vulnerable part.

"Ah this..."

Song Ci quibbled: "My whole body hurts!"

Anting accepted the step without any entanglement. "Yes, yes, yes."

When dealing with a girl like Song Ci who seems to be reasonable but is actually messy, it is right to just bow her head anyway.

At this moment.

The cell phone in the boy's trouser pocket rang. He took it out and saw a call from Gao Fei.

After asking, I found out that Zhu Jiajun was back today, and that Song Ci was back a few days ago. Everyone wanted to get together before the Spring Festival, tonight.

Anting certainly did not refuse.