Chapter 767

If the old Taoist was crying here, Zhou Ze estimated that he really kicked it;

Scold: old and unruly.

But seeing the old Taoist now,

Boss Zhou is really worried.

You know, the Taoist's psychological endurance is very strong,

After 70 years of ups and downs,

It's actually coming all the way with new China,

How many ups and downs, how many hardships,

Finally, they all broke out by gritting their teeth.

In the past, no matter what happened, the Taoist priest laughed. At least in the spiritual level, he has always been a benchmark, um, a spiritual giant.

But now,

The old Taoist clutching the red sweater with a blank face,

Just squat like that,

Squat,

Squat,

It looks like a wood carving.

Zhou Ze walked over and squatted down in front of the Taoist priest, "what's the matter?"

The Taoist priest raised his head, looked at Zhou Ze, tried his best to focus, and then habitually smiled,

"Boss, you come."

"Let's go back."

Zhou Ze said and helped the Taoist priest up.

I didn't ask what happened. In the past, everyone would joke as much as they should, but now the old Taoist is like this, and it's not the time to talk.

Black chick once summed up some of Zhou Ze's temperament,

Thin cool, it is difficult to take the initiative to pay and trust others.

But for those who have been identified by themselves, they are very protective.

Right now,

Don't say that the old Taoist doesn't seem to have committed anything,

Even if it's a real crime,

Zhou Ze will take him out of here without saying a word!

"Hey, make a record."

A policeman knocked on the table and said.

Zhou Ze ignored and led the Taoist directly out.

The policeman shook his head and said nothing more.

Waiting for the bus,

Zhou Ze started the car,

The old road sitting in the co pilot's position suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhou Ze, saying:

"Boss, go to Dongmen street."

The old Taoist was still clutching the red sweater in his hand, and he didn't want to loosen it at all.

"OK."

Zhou Ze nodded and drove to Dongmen Street instead of returning to the bookstore.

There is a RT Mart on Dongmen street, but walk around RT mart and open a section inside, which is a small vegetable market with a small street.

On the street, there are several pedicure shops and hair salons.

Without waiting for the Taoist priest to show the way, Zhou Ze slowly drove in and observed the Taoist priest's situation at the same time.

The old Taoist stared at a small shop called "Qinzu garden".

Zhou Ze stopped the car.

The old Taoist pushed the door open, walked down and took a deep breath.

Although boss Zhou is very difficult to understand, if you come to find a big sister, you need to look so heavy?

Isn't it a "flying feeling" that men usually go to such places?

The old Taoist sighed, crossed the road and walked there. Zhou Ze followed. The old Taoist's mental state at this time made Zhou Ze a little unsure.

Opened the store door,

There was a middle-aged woman sitting there watching TV. Seeing the guests, she got up and said:

"Sorry, I'm the only one in the store today. We only make regular ones now."

This sentence means,

We used to do irregular things,

Another meaning is,

You can also do informal work if you add money.

"Big sister, I just came to have a look. I'm a friend of Fang Xinger."

After hearing the words "Fang Xing", the middle-aged woman changed her face and said:

"Hehe, OK, it's all right. You see, I'm from the next store, and the landlady is still in the Bureau. Ask me to come and see a store."

The old Taoist nodded, "thank you."

"Why are you polite? Having a sincere friend outside is better than anything."

The middle-aged woman looked at the Taoist priest and sighed. Then her eyes fell on Zhou Ze, who followed the Taoist priest, and said:

"Little brother, do you wash your feet?"

Zhou Ze shook his head.

His private life is basically covered by Ying Ying. After getting used to Ying Ying's tenderness, consideration and professional skills, some things outside are not attractive at all.

Besides,

This place is frequented by old men like Taoist priest,

It doesn't match boss Zhou's taste.

"OK."

The middle-aged woman took two disposable cups, put some tea, poured water, and handed them to Zhou zehe.

"Thank you."

"Don't mention it."

The middle-aged woman continued to sit back on the sofa and watch TV.

The old Taoist priest walked in selflessly. There was a narrow staircase in it. At first, it was extremely narrow. When he reached the corner, it was much more spacious. When he reached the top, the layout of the second floor was much looser, with sixorseven separate small rooms.

If you just press your feet, you usually don't need so many small rooms. Don't you all press your feet? Just put a row of side-by-side chairs there.

Plus the pink background here, with their own independent small space, men with a little life experience can guess the scale here.

"I said, where is the fragrant apricot?"

Zhou Ze asked.

The Taoist priest didn't say anything, but turned around and gave Zhou Ze a wry smile.

"Man, dead?"

Zhou Ze asked.

The Taoist priest closed his eyes and breathed a long sigh of relief.

No wonder an old lady is dead.

The Taoist priest opened the door of a small room,

The pattern inside the door is also very small,

Just a small bed half a meter wide and a bedside table, with wet wipes and facial tissue paper on it, and a small hanging basket on it, with colorful Smurfs.

The Taoist priest sat down on the small bed,

Put the half knitted red sweater on the bed,

His hands were gathered together,

looking down.

Boss Zhou frowned slightly. Is this to see things and think of people?

"Boss, have you contacted the women here?"

Zhou Ze is hard to answer.

"Oh, look what I asked."

The Taoist priest laughed mockingly.

"In fact, I like it here, because it's real. As long as you give money, you can be honest with you."

Zhou Ze stood by, lit a cigarette and listened silently.

"The actor is unjust. What was the previous sentence?" The Taoist asked, "Oh, don't answer, that's all."

"But how can I say it? In fact, it's all the same. I seldom come to find Fangxing. I come more often. It's bad to disturb people's life.

She usually has no business. When she is free, she sends me a wechat and asks me if I am free.

Fang Xing's son just went to college. After she was laid off, she earned his son's tuition by doing this. Her husband likes to play with money, and he doesn't work seriously, so he doesn't have money.

She supports the living expenses of the whole family.

In fact, it's fast to make money, but it's also tired. It's really tired.

And, to be honest, she can't make a lot of money. She's old and the club doesn't want her. Here, it's the price of fast food, and she has to share half with the boss.

It's really not much to get a guest after hard work.

But it's more than getting into work.

By doing this, she provided for her son to graduate from college and saved a down payment.

She told me at the beginning that as long as her son graduated from college, he could stop and go home. He went home to plant the land and have a rest. It was too tiring.

Now, her son is getting married, so she has to continue to buy a house for her children, help repay the loan, and reduce the pressure on her children.

Sometimes when she is not busy, she will send me a wechat, and I will come and chat.

She said to me, brother, it's too cold for you to wear only a Taoist robe in winter. Knit a sweater for you. Anyway, in winter, she doesn't have many guests.

That day, the thief was so cold that even the work was wilting. "

"I say yes."

"She knitted a sweater for me. When a guest came, she put down the sweater. When the work was finished, she sat on this bed and continued to knit a sweater for me."

"My relationship with her is just pure money. I give money every time I come, and I don't think that getting close can avoid orders or anything.

I don't do such a thing. After all, it's not easy for everyone to make money and live. "

Zhou Ze rubbed his eyebrows, had no choice but to interrupt the Taoist's self-talk and asked:

"Is something wrong with her?"

The Taoist priest was silent,

Cover your face with your hands,

Some pain,

Avenue:

"She told me yesterday evening that the sweater would be knitted in a few days. Let me go, just give it to me, I said OK.

She lives in a nearby rental house. If she doesn't live in a shop, she can't live in the shop, and it's inconvenient.

She lives there with several fellow villagers and has sisters in this field.

Yesterday,

Because she came to her aunt,

So I didn't go to work,

Just at home, he sent me a wechat sentence by sentence while knitting me a sweater.

She told me about her son, about her son's house, about how she wanted to decorate the shabby house in her hometown, and about what kind of wife she wanted to get for her son.

Said a lot,

She knows that I like listening to this, and she doesn't hate listening to this.

ha-ha,

I was in the bookstore,

Meet some old ghosts,

I also like to chat with them.

then,

She heard the cry of her child coming from the next door of her house,

Next door to her lived a young couple who came to work, but they had no children.

She went to see it and found that the child was well dressed. The child was abducted.

She grabbed the child, yelling, yelling, yelling, yelling!

The couple beat her and kicked her, and she also held the child in her arms.

Then the man,

He picked up the kitchen knife... "

The Taoist priest stretched out his hand and made a gesture,

"That kind of narrow mouth kitchen knife, directly poked down, Fang Xing still didn't give up, blood, blood, blood..."

The couple immediately ran away in fear, and now the police are still catching them.

The child stayed,

Was found,

Fang Xing is dead,

She's dead. "

Hearing this, Zhou Ze took a deep breath and smoked heavily.

Ben also wanted to say that lawyer an wanted to marry you,

But I couldn't say that.

The Taoist touched his nose,

Continue to say to yourself:

"Fang Xing told me that she knew that this quick money would cut off her possibility of changing careers in other things.

But anyway, she's a rotten life, and she's old. If she can squeeze her body more times, she'll squeeze it more times,

Like pressing oil,

Squeeze a little more oil and you'll get a little more.

Tut Tut,

I thought I might see Fang Xing again tonight in the bookstore;

But I just saw her body at the police station,

She gasped after confirming that the child was robbed by her,

She walked peacefully, really peacefully,

This kind of person is not used for transfer in the bookstore.

I connected her for the last time,

I can't see it... "

The Taoist reached out and grabbed the sweater that was half knitted,

red,

red

It seems to be infected with blood