It's okay, hold on for a while and push the car home and they will be safe.

But just as Shen Du held his hand on the cold handlebar again, he felt the soft temperature again.

A mysterious force that made him familiar with slowly increased its strength under his hands.

This 80% new Sanbongzi car started to slowly push when Shen Du didn't use much force.

The boy who made this hungry and cold, gritted his teeth and persevered suddenly filled his eyes with warm tears.

An indescribable emotion filled the teenager's deep heart.

There are sadness and doubts, but more of them are thanks for your own luck and this mysterious power.

It’s great. I know that there is someone to accompany me on the way forward alone, and that there is still support by my side in the dark night.

This feeling is unspeakable joy and cannot be described by ordinary words.

Let Shen Du always want to do something for this thing that doesn’t know whether it is a person or a thing, to make up for the asymmetry of the two parties’ efforts and the guilt that he cannot give the other party more rewards.

So, Shen Du, who couldn't think of any good idea, whispered to the air ahead.

"Mysterious power or human beings? Thank you. But what can I repay you?"

"Oh, by the way, did you ask me to study hard a while ago?"

"This time, I'll find an opportunity to burn my final exam results for you."

"I don't know if you can see it, but I always feel that you should attach great importance to my grades, right?"

What he said made Old Shen Du, who had been staring at Sanbengzi in the heavy snow, almost unable to hold on, and let the mirror pop his arm out.

It would take a lot of effort for him to enter that world.

I just don’t know if it is because of drug resistance. Nowadays, he has not only been able to go in many times when the scene changes, but also has been in much longer.

Otherwise, according to previous practice, it would be the limit to pinch Xiao Shendu's nose to guide the other party.

But now, he can still push the cart calmly in the midst of Xiao Shendu's nonsense. In the past, Shendu could not even dare to think about it.

However, it is impossible to bring more convenient things to another world.

It is impossible to leave handwriting, cannot convey external objects, and cannot spread sounds. The only way to communicate between the two worlds is the extremely limited touch between the body.

However, through today's attempt, he realized that this kind of touch is becoming easier and easier.

Just now, when he helped Xiao Shendu push the car to the entrance of the alley where their compound belonged, the will of that world could not bear it and rebounded him, an outsider, without any hesitation.

"Ao!!!"

“Cold and cold!!”

“Frostbite cream!!”

In the home of a wealthy dog ​​man who has been single for many years, frostbite cream has not been equipped for many years.

This is a memory that is not a good thing in his teenage years.

If his memory is correct...

I held a soft thick towel in my hand and wrapped the hand in a circle, and searched in the cabinet where I put the medicines in my home.

He remembered that some old things worth remembering were preserved.

Ah, found it.

This is a rather ancient wooden box with mottled red paint on it, but it is painted with a layer of tung oil for maintaining the wooden box.

A padlock with a look that looks a bit rusty but is particularly flexible.

Chen Du touched one side of the padlock and pulled out a thin red rope tied behind the lock.

A small key was tied up on it, which was opposite to this old-fashioned lock.

As the sediment twisted for a few turns, the small padlock was unbuttoned.

Don’t look at the wooden box not big, but the wood used to make the box is solid solid wood.

When the sinking level lifted the wooden lid, a smell of medicine mixed together hits the face.

Looking at the depth of the things inside the box, I was full of nostalgia on my face.

It turns out that things that can be left with great care are really interesting old things.

For example, this plastic blue cover thermometer, and this round frostbite cream that says serving the people...

As soon as he opened the iron box, it was really shaved inside by himself.

When I think of the deepness here, I feel a little bit of laughter, but there is a little bit of sourness mixed in this smile.

He actually couldn't remember whether this box of ointment with a sense of age was used up by himself or was cleaned up for the sake of preservation.

But in his memory, the iron boxes like the ones he had in his hand were used up by him in the cold winter of the most difficult entrepreneurial period.

Maybe it's really to leave a memory...

Chen Du rubbed his hands with his hands that could not see any scars or frostbite, rubbed them in the cold and round iron box, and gave himself a little psychological comfort. After turning his feet, he returned to the mirror of his wine cabinet.

As if he felt something in his heart, the scene in the mirror had never stopped moving forward because of his departure.

On the contrary, because of his delay, he never saw those who were waiting anxiously at the gate of the courtyard, pulling Shen Du, Chen Yaojun, and their three-bouncer into their own courtyard.

He only saw a few little guys with glory and worry on their faces, and chattered around Shen Du and asked about the process.

However, there was no happy expression on Chen Du's face over there. What happened?

He was happy when he looked at it with great concentration.

It turns out that when Xiao Shendu was not around, these left-behind boys were not idle either.

I was planning to surprise Chen Du?

Now there is only surprise and no joy left.

So what did Miao Weiting do?

They lit up the kitchen of Shendu's house.

Of course, the flames were not too big, and the timely discovery was just a timely manner, so the bag of sweet potatoes that Chen Yaojun brought back from the morning market in the morning was roasted into coke.

In addition, a few people were in a hurry to rescue him inappropriate manner, and the kitchen, which was not big, became a garbage dump covered with soot and sewage.

Thanks to the fact that the obsessive-compulsive disorder is a bit constrained on weekdays, the bowls and chopsticks that need to be in the entrance are placed in the center of the cupboard at a high place.

Otherwise, according to the degree of panic among the crowd, anything in their kitchen that was placed on the surface would be hard to escape the clutches of the devil.

So, it had frozen to the point of a dog. After helping Miao Weiting and others fight back to the inner room, Ruan Rou, who bit her lip, pulled her into the dark kitchen by Ruan Rou.

"Brother Dadu..."

This is a sound that is deliberately made with a pinch of your throat...

The deep breathing of the sun turned his back to the culprit who caused all this, Liang Liang warned: "Student Lu Feng, please do not imitate female classmates' words."

"The school girls will not only not let me forgive you, but they may be beaten."

"The situation is that things have happened. What is the purpose of you pulling me to this place?"

After warning by the cold words of Shen Du, Lu Feng, who was attacked by Ruan Rou and others in front of him, was immediately smeared with oil under his feet, and turned around and turned to Ruan Rou's back.

When Chen Du had never got the answer he wanted for a long time, after turning his head, he saw the four live treasures behind him, and the roasted sweet potatoes could ignite the house. They actually grabbed a handful of money with zero and wholesome. They looked at him panic and careful with the look he had found behind the rice bag.

"Ahem cough cough..."

He forgot that these four were famous local wealthy people he recorded in his diary.

For such rich students, the usual reaction after causing trouble is to pay...

Since they all realized their mistakes with sincerity, as a generous classmate, he couldn't pursue anything anymore.

"Then... the mess you made has to help clean up."

"Hey! I really can't do anything to you. Who made us friends?"

When he said this, Chen Du's hand that collected money was not hesitant at all. He was like he was cooking corn on weekdays. He received the money in his hand and put it in his pocket.

Then, these money that was still warm and warm, drove Chen Du away the feeling of fatigue when he returned home, so that he could not clean the kitchen with four classmates behind him who were not very good at doing housework.

"Oh, what is this?"

It’s not a fault for the children living in the building to never see this thing.

The thing that Shen Du brought out was not like the honeycomb coal stove that the residents of the bungalow area used, but rather like the old farmer selling roasted sweet potatoes wandering around the streets and alleys, and the stove hanging on the back of the three-way cart.

The outer ring is airtightly with a circle of iron hoops, and a clay sleeve in the middle is a wall-shaped sleeve.

Sweet potatoes of different sizes can be pasted in the interlayer of this sleeve. As the mud cakes in the middle are burned, the sweet potatoes in the interlayer are roasted with the conductive heat.

It makes these children so strange.

Even Chen Du turned their commands around, shoveled the ground, scraped putty, mopped the floor, and wiped the glass without any complaints.

What's more, after Shen Du packed up the stove.

The sweet potato egg seeds they had ruined were patted by Shen and stuffed into the stove.
To be continued...