Chapter 123

This group of people came and went in a hurry, leaving Gu Chao, the great film emperor who was trapped by the collective again. He wanted to cry without tears here alone.

"Don't cry, xiaoweizi." Granny Tai, who hasn't grasped the key point, comforted her kindly: "you can act at ease. Although you look much uglier than grandpa Tai, don't you have that? Right, acting? We're going to be acting school. We're not afraid!"

As soon as Liu Caifeng's words fell, Gu Chaowei finally burst into tears: "grandma, I'm Yanxiu school..."

"Well, well, this child, why do you cry when you say you're ugly..."

An old man in a hurry and a family under Chengshun's knees constitute the most warm and happy everyone.

As the picture slowly faded, the lens also pulled farther and farther away, leaving only a family photo hanging behind Liu Caifeng in the hall. It was particularly black and white and eye-catching.

In the photo, Liu Caifeng is still in her double ten years. She is sitting in a back wooden chair with a swaddling baby wrapped in her arms. Her face smiles very sweet. There are a circle of little carrot heads standing next to her, one, two, three, four, five, six.

The old man who stood behind their mother and children was still young and elegant at that time.

He was wearing a straight robe and holding his hand on the back of Caifeng's chair. However, his head was slightly lowered and his gentle eyes when looking at Caifeng's mother and son betrayed his inner thoughts. He loved them and the family more.

When the camera played here, the pages of the book gradually became empty. The mountains and water, people and houses of the world over there dissipated again in front of the smiling and forgetting Book Gu Zheng was looking at.

Seeing this, Gu Zheng also understood that the end of the world he had just left is over.

There is no green eyebrow or white lotus here. It seems that after he left, the two women did not depend on Gu Zheng for a lifetime, but walked out of their own road.

According to the prosperity of Gu's family, Gu Zheng thought that if he wanted to come to the original owner of the world, he wouldn't have any regrets.

That's good!

Gu Zheng bared his teeth and closed the laughing and forgetting book. Suddenly, he bounced up an ocean with years in his hands with his thumb.

'ding... '

The crisp sound produced by metal collision, especially loud and clear in this silent night, flew to the mid air ocean, and flashed a light belonging to the smell of copper against the background of electric light bulbs.

It seems that this is the superfluous feedback given to Gu Zheng in that world. When Gu Zheng placed it next to the horse whip and ancient books in Duobao Pavilion, it was like remembering something. He turned his head and asked the last question of the night: "by the way, I almost forgot the business, laughed and forgot the book. How many hours of life have I earned in this world?"

"Twenty days, green eyebrow and white lotus, successful rescue, ten days for one person. The original owner said he was very satisfied and paid for his life in full."

"Oh, there's another saying. Does that mean that the more I save the designated personnel, the longer my life will be! Good! I hope to become an old goblin with a long life."

"Ha ha ha!"

Looking at Gu Zheng, who has been too lazy to pay attention to it since he got the answer, turned around and went out to go back to the house to sleep, he smiled and forgot that the heart of the book was extremely anxious. The host wouldn't think that saving anyone would give him ten days' life? It just said it was the designated person, didn't it? You mean?

'creak'

The door is tightly closed.

Forget it. I'd better continue to bathe in the moonlight and make a dead book.

Gu Zheng, who succeeded in renewing his life for more than a month, had a rare and refreshing sleep. He felt that he had been washed both physically and mentally. The whole person was like a new life, glowing with unprecedented energy.

It was not that he didn't want to sleep in as usual. In fact, his body was like a biological clock. He pulled him up from his sleep, dressed and put on shoes automatically, walked into the yard and pulled a cart.

what the hell!

When Gu Zheng was awakened by the action of squatting, getting up and running to the gate, he found that habit is really a terrible thing.

He who never gets up in the morning gets up early!

This made Gu Zheng really sleepless at this time. Come on, it's rare to see the morning view of the capital and pull a rickshaw. Now he doesn't do it, but he can still run in the morning.

Thinking of Gu Zheng here, he relaxed. He put on a pair of comfortable sneakers and jumped out when he pushed the door padlock.

After walking through the smelly ditch, through the asphalt lane, and putting water in the public toilet that exudes the fragrance of the night, Gu Zheng began his day plan, which is to live in the morning.

With more comfortable shoes, rhythmic and dynamic music, Gu Zheng ran wantonly and publicized on the road teeth. With his steps getting bigger and bigger, he found that he could still keep breathing smoothly and without gasping after running for thousands of kilometers.

Oh, I'm really lucky. Such a good habit should be maintained for a long time in the future.

On a whim, Gu Zheng came to two big circles around the village in the city. Finally, under the temptation of pancakes, fruits and soybean milk, he stopped his long-distance running speed that almost surprised pedestrians.

"A set of pancakes and fruits, double eggs, intestines and no spicy strips! By the way, the soybean milk should be freshly ground. Let's have a mung bean!"

Look at this momentum. I know I'm buying pancakes. I don't know I thought I was waving.

"Bang!" the cake cart owner, who was familiar with Gu Zheng, picked up the scoop in the bucket full of millet slurry and gave his old customers a scoop of very thick cake skin.

The hot round iron plate and the yellowish flour paste hugged each other seamlessly, arousing the white fog of the heat wave in spring and the slight fragrance of millet noodles when they were fried.

A wooden shovel piece, carrying the bottom wisdom of the working people, spread a spoonful of sticky slurry into a round cake skin.

'bare bare bare'

The smell was even stronger. Before it was burnt, two round eggs with transparent protein and slightly trembling yolk were beaten onto the cake skin.

"Pop pop"

Smashed, flattened, scallions, sesame seeds, and then a dazzling whole cake turned over. The clean side appeared in front of the boss and Gu Zheng.

A middle King cut into cross flowers was unwillingly squeezed out of the red casing. He was naked and honest in front of the people, like a woman who was about to be lucky by the emperor. He was cooked on both sides and covered with salty and sweet sauce.

A stack of four corners, a set of paper packaging, a freshly baked pancake, as if it had not been eaten for many years, was handed to Gu Zheng.

"Your soybean milk is better. Take it."

Gu Zheng, who was about to starve, couldn't care about his image. In this way, he left eight yuan, took a bite of pancakes and a mouthful of soybean milk, and ate as he walked.