Chapter 542

Boss Zhou didn't know that just now,

He almost faced the check of water meter from hell;

The woman in high heels walked around the South Street,

She even stopped at the door of the bookstore, but only for a moment, and then she left;

Her appearance and her departure,

It was like dropping a drop of water into the sea and then taking a drop of water out of the sea, which didn't attract anyone's attention.

include,

Boss Zhou, holding Yingying until dawn.

Wake up,

Another happy and relaxing day.

Xu Qinglang had porridge and green vegetable porridge for breakfast today. They were delicious and not greasy. They were served with "dried radish", "shredded ginger" and "sour beans",

It's very comfortable to eat.

After dinner,

Zhou Ze didn't sit in his favorite position and began his new day in a habitual way,

Instead, I went next door.

The front door next door has been closed, which is the real sense of the kind of closure, the kind of cement completely pasted up. At the same time, death waiters and black chicks basically sleep next door.

In addition to going back to the bookstore for dinner, the black chick is usually too lazy to come here to kill time.

She really likes farming, and nothing makes her feel happier than cleaning up her own garden.

Zhou Ze went in and looked. The black chick was sitting there grinding tools. They were all strange little tools. In her words, serving the other shore flowers was a fine job, and there was no room for carelessness. It was completely different from those who grew rice outside. The tools must also be refined.

The slaves of their own families have this working attitude and enthusiasm,

As a slave owner, boss Zhou is very happy.

then,

Zhou Ze saw the dead waiter,

The dead waiter was actually naked with only his head exposed and was buried in the pit.

Some people like to play this game on the beach, but it's muddy here.

The black chick took a kettle, walked to the dead man and poured some water on the soil around the dead man;

Then, clap your hands and go back to sharpen your tools.

"What does that mean?"

Zhou Ze pointed to the dead waiter and asked.

"Hahaha......"

The dead waiter is still giggling at Zhou Ze.

"Don't worry, I won't plant him without your consent. He was not cultivated well before. Now I plant him for a period of time every day to supplement his nutrition."

"Nutrition?"

"Ang, from the soil, from the nutrition of mother earth."

The black chick took it for granted,

And there was an undisguised impatience in his eyes,

It's like watching a teaser who doesn't share grain come to teach Yuan Longping to farm.

Zhou Ze shook his head and couldn't understand it, but he didn't intervene. Professional people do professional things.

Walking back to the bookstore, Zhou Ze saw a familiar figure sitting in the bookstore.

Boss Zhou subconsciously looked down first,

Looking at each other's legs under the tea table,

Alas,

Psychological sigh;

A pair of light blue slim jeans,

With a white shirt and a coat, his hair came down, and Dr. Lin, who was not very old, was permeated with a youthful and simple atmosphere.

of course,

The slender and plump legs tightly wrapped in jeans and the round part sitting on the sofa,

It's fascinating.

"Boss, Yingying is not here. I watched her come before, so I asked monkey smash to take Yingying upstairs to play games."

The old Taoist priest gathered around Zhou Ze and whispered,

There is a kind of intention to help the old slave help his young master cheat the young lady to pimp.

Xu Qinglang came out with two cups of milk tea. The milk tea in the bookstore is different from the milk tea outside. The milk tea outside may be made by himself, but the cost is very low.

The bookstore won't be like this, because there are few guests in the bookstore, and the guests who will order milk tea are better, so most of the ingredients in it are eaten by themselves, so you can't fool yourself if you can't fool the guests, can you?

Put down two cups of milk tea,

Xu Qinglang looked at Doctor Lin with a smile,

Avenue:

"Your skin has been getting worse recently."

Xu Qinglang knew Dr. Lin. it's not surprising that he met and talked a few words.

"Maybe I'm too tired recently."

Doctor Lin was not angry.

"Well, take care of yourself."

"Can you teach me some tips for maintenance?"

"Yes, I'll talk next time."

Say,

Xu Qinglang took the tray and was ready to leave, because he saw Zhou Ze had come.

However, he paused and said:

"For example, today, it's cold and it's good not to wear silk stockings;

Women have to learn to cherish themselves. "

"........" Zhou Ze.

Boss Zhou heard!

"You talk."

Xu Qinglang leaned slightly and left like a waiter.

Don't say,

Since Lao Xu swallowed a part of Poseidon last time, he not only felt a little closer to the chef in cooking, but also seemed to have some inexplicable temperament in ordinary days.

Doctor Lin stood up, looked at Zhou Ze, and stretched out his hand to Zhou Ze in a big way.

It was a little too formal for people to get used to. Zhou Ze didn't stretch out his hand to hold it, but said:

"I just went to the ground and didn't wash my hands."

Dr. Lin nodded and said with a smile, "I came to thank you for the last operation."

Others may not know, but Dr. Lin knows that Zhou Ze's strange behavior in the operating room that day must have his deep meaning.

"It's okay, you're welcome."

"Then I'll go."

Dr. Lin picked up his bag, opened the door of the bookstore, went directly to her Cadillac and left.

Just to thank you,

There is no other intention.

"Are you leaving now?"

The Taoist priest put his head close to Zhou Ze and asked strangely.

"Well."

"Don't invite you to dinner?" The Taoist priest asked again.

"It's better to forget in the Jianghu than to help each other."

Zhou Ze knew in his heart that the last time he helped Dr. Lin's father operate, he didn't promote the relationship between the two, but went further.

For Dr. Lin, she didn't want to lie down beside Zhou Ze all the time to ask for anything.

The Taoist priest sighed, "this Doctor Lin is actually very particular about things."

"Well."

"Boss, do you want to have a look at the leaflet sent today?"

Say,

The Taoist priest handed over a brochure,

On the back street of South Street, near the Central Park, a new wax museum has been opened behind the old Christian Church.

Although it is only the difference between the front street and the back street, the back street is generally sparsely populated, and few people will go shopping there. Therefore, it is a comfortable place in the downtown.

It's common sense to invite neighbors to have a look when it's opened.

"No."

"Why pinch it? I think it's good."

"Those who have been to hell do not believe in heaven."

"Oh."

The old Taoist nodded,

Thinking what happened to the boss today,

Become like a poet.

At this time, Zhou Ze saw the little boy sitting on the bar with his homework book, doing his homework carefully.

"Hey, is the homework interesting?"

Hundreds of years old monsters are seriously doing primary school homework.

Zhou Ze joked.

"She used to sit here and do her homework."

Zhou Ze took a deep breath,

I really want to punch this guy in the head.

"Huh?"

Suddenly,

The little boy stood up,

His eyes were fixed on the door.

Zhou Ze turned around and saw Wang Ke standing at the door and little Luoli beside Wang Ke.

Wang Ke opened the door and walked in. "My friend opened a wax museum nearby. It opens today. I'll send a flower basket."

"Oh, then go."

At this time,

The little boy reached out and gently pulled Zhou Ze's clothes.

Get out!

I'm not going!

Zhou Ze glared at him.

The little boy quietly sat back on the bar and continued to do his homework.

"Then I'll go first."

Wang Ke just stopped by to say hello and parked his car at the door of the bookstore. Seeing that Zhou Ze was not going to go, he took little Luoli by the hand and left.

Boss Zhou was just about to call Yingying down to make himself a cup of coffee. The sun came out and he had to go to the sun.

Turn your head sideways,

But I found lawyer an standing behind me with a melancholy face.

"Amount............"

"Boss, you have to go."

Say,

Lawyer an pointed to himself,

He also pointed to the "serious" little zombie sitting on the bar doing his homework.

"Hehe."

"I worked hard for the bookstore. Yesterday, I grinded tofu with Lao Zhang for half an evening,

Is it easy for me? "

"Then..."

"Then do you have the heart to make me sleep hard?"

Lawyer an stared directly at Zhou Ze,

The meaning is very simple,

I won't work hard, bother you, or urge you to make progress,

I tried my best to help others in the bookstore improve,

You don't even want me to sleep?

After hesitating for a while, Zhou Ze was still soft hearted and nodded,

"OK, I'll go up and get a cell phone."

Lawyer an smiled contentedly.

Walking upstairs, before opening the bedroom door, Zhou Ze heard the sound of the game from inside:

"Hello, number one, number two, can you talk?"

"Whimpering!"

"Zhi Zhi!"

“…………”。

Opening the door, Zhou Ze took away his mobile phone. Yingying wanted to go with Zhou Ze, but Zhou Ze saw that she had a good time playing games with monkeys, so she let her stay here.

It's not far anyway,

Take the cell phone down,

Holding the little boy's hand,

Passing through the path in the flower garden, it is only 800 to 900 meters away, and then we arrive at the back street.

First, a church stood here. This church has been around for some years. It is said to have existed in the late Qing Dynasty. Later, it was destroyed. Now this church was rebuilt 20 years ago.

"I don't like this place."

The little boy said.

"I don't like it either."

Zhou Ze echoed.

The identity of "father and son",

They definitely don't like churches.

"Before, people in the mountains built temples for me."

"And then?"

"Later, I demolished the temple." The little boy replied, "I saved two mountain people, but they built a temple for me. Does this want me to be struck by thunder?"

Zhou Ze nodded, deeply convinced.

"Do you believe this?" The little boy suddenly asked, "I heard you've been dead for two years."

"Believe it."

"Ah?" The little boy was surprised. "It's quite unexpected."

"Not surprisingly, most Chinese people actually believe it."

"I don't think so."

"But it's true."

"Huh?"

"For example, when a person suddenly starts to jump with his left eye, he will think about jumping with his left eye happily.

But when a person jumps with his right eye, he doesn't think of the disaster of jumping with his right eye,

Instead,

Bah,

Feudal superstition. "