Chapter 12

There is a noodle shop next to the bookstore. In fact, the business is just like that of zhouze's bookstore. There are many shops.

Because this pedestrian street was originally built on the periphery of a square center, but the square center has been "abandoned", and other businesses except for a movie city have moved away and closed their doors. Therefore, the whole square has almost become a desolate area with "few people".

At least here in Tongcheng, the symptom of urban construction surplus has been reflected. In the past few years, the planning business center was built wantonly, but Tongcheng is not Shanghai after all, which can not provide so much popularity.

But fortunately, this noodle shop can also do take out business, and the business looks good, but obviously, no one will suddenly feel "hungry" and then use take out to order a few books to go back to nibble.

Zhou Ze leaned on the chair, still a little dizzy. Dr. Lin sat on the opposite side of Zhou Ze, helped Zhou Ze wipe his chopsticks with his paper towel and put them in front of him again.

She is very careful and considerate, just as she let Xu Le sleep on the floor, but she is cold at the same time.

Zhou Ze didn't ask whether she was really against the feudal arranged marriage or whether she was a lesbian, because the question was uninteresting. Zhou Ze, the inexplicable network of family relations left by Xu Le, was not interested in it and had no nostalgia.

"Your body, really no problem?" Dr. Lin asked again.

"Little problem, little problem." Zhou Ze himself is a doctor. He knows that his eating and sleeping problems cannot be explained by modern medical theories, let alone treated.

Fortunately, it's time to go to bed now. It's the place to eat A headache.

Don't eat, I just fainted, but eat The thought began to swell with nausea.

"I have a bad appetite. Let's drink a bowl of plum juice first." The owner of the noodle shop is about 30 years old, but there are some wrinkles on his face. It seems that the burden of life is very heavy.

"Sour plum juice, is it useful?" Zhou Ze asked helplessly.

"Appetizer." The noodle shop owner smiled, then shouted to the back room: "daughter in law, is the noodles ready?"

The boss walked into the back room, and there came the voices of the couple.

Zhou Ze looks at the sour plum juice in front of him, takes a spoon, scoops it up and puts it into his mouth. As soon as he swallows it, his face changes.

"What's the matter?" Dr. Lin took out the tissue paper and sent it to Zhou Ze's chin.

Zhou Ze twisted his face and covered his stomach,

then took a deep breath, saying:

"it's really sour."

Yes, it's so sour that the whole person will have convulsions, even covering up the nausea.

"Here comes the noodles." The landlady came over with her face in front of Zhou Ze and put it down. At the same time, she said, "I can't drink so much plum juice."

Dr. Lin looked at the noodles and frowned slightly. "The noodles are too badly cooked."

It means that the noodle has lost its sinew and has a bad effect on the taste.

"This That's what my family does. " Said the landlady with a look of shame.

"Nothing."

Zhou Ze shakes his hands. It doesn't rot or stretch. For him at present, it's meaningless. He can eat it. He needs energy. If he can't eat any more, Zhou Ze can only choose to go to the hospital to inject glucose.

He raised his head solemnly. Zhou Ze felt like a dead man. Then he lowered his head and poured the unimaginable sour plum juice into his mouth.

Hiss

It's like pouring sulfuric acid into your stomach.

But next, Zhou Ze directly picked up chopsticks, picked up noodles and sent them to his mouth. If he wanted to gobble up more noodles, he would gobble up more. Under five or six mouthfuls, a bowl of noodles would be put into his stomach. Then he picked up the bowl and poured all the noodles into it.

Whoo

"Pa!"

Zhou Ze put down the empty bowl and took a long breath!

At the next moment, Zhou Ze reached out and covered his chest. After being suppressed by sour plum soup, his disgust came back again. But things had already been put into his stomach. Zhou Ze almost grabbed his neck with his hands and didn't spit out again.

If you don't spit it out, you are successful. You can eat at last.

The sweat on Zhou Ze's forehead has already soaked out. He takes up the napkin on the table and wipes it directly.

At this time, both Dr. Lin and the owner's wife are in a trance. It's Zhou zegang's food phase. It's too scary.

"Ha ha, it seems that I'm really hungry. Would you like another bowl?" Asked the landlady.

"No, no, No." Zhou Ze refused.

"OK." The owner's mother tidied up the dishes in front of Zhou Ze and shouted to the back room, "his father, work well on the noodles to be used in the afternoon. There will be a take out list later."The owner's wife went in. Her back was not graceful, but she was of ordinary beauty. But her heavy chest and tall lower body added a special charm, which was particularly attractive.

"You like This one? " Dr. Lin asked.

Because Zhou Ze has been watching the landlady enter the inner room.

"No." Zhou Ze shakes his head. I like you, but you don't let me sleep.

Zhou Ze's mind was slightly shocked. The idea of "no sleep" had appeared in his mind for a long time, which almost became his obsession. I have to admit that Dr. Lin was really beautiful and young, even though she was Xu Le's wife,

even if Zhou Ze's elder generation was not married,

but he asked himself,

he still wanted to sleep on her,

< br Because I can't sleep, I get tangled up and often worry about it in my heart.

"Not home?" Dr. Lin asked again.

"No return." Zhou Ze confirmed.

"Then I'll go." Dr. Lin stood up. "Call me if you need anything."

After all, he is his own nominal husband, even if there is no real husband and wife.

"Good." Zhou Ze nodded. He knew you were so easy to talk and considerate. He should have borrowed some money from you before.

Dr. Lin left with her Porsche Cayenne.

Zhou Ze is still sitting in the noodle shop. His bookstore is next door. Even if the noodles are finished, it's OK to sit here and chat. After all, they are neighbors.

The boss came out of the inner room and handed Zhou Ze a cigarette.

"How much is it?" Zhou Ze asked.

"You're welcome. A bowl of noodles is still yours." The boss waved his hand in a big way. All of them were neighbors. He couldn't look up and look down. There was no need to share a bowl of noodles.

"Sister in law won't scold you?" Zhou Ze asked.

"No, I don't know what she's talking about." The atmosphere of macho of the noodle shop owner came.

A man, no matter what his position at home, at least outside, has to put on a suit. No one is willing to admit that he is afraid of his wife outside, just like no one is willing to admit that he is not good below.

"Ha ha, my sister-in-law is very beautiful." Zhou Ze said.

It's a taboo to make fun of someone's daughter-in-law. If two men face out and make fun of a girl walking on the road, that's the topic of interest between men.

The boss froze for a while, didn't say anything, just smiled. The boss has a good temper. Generally, people who do small business always know the truth of making money with kindness.

Zhou Ze smiled and the boss smiled.

"That's a joke, isn't it?" The boss is still holding the fire.

"What if my sister-in-law agrees?" Zhou Ze continued.

"That was your daughter-in-law?" The boss digs the subject.

"Well." Zhou Ze nodded.

"Would you like to let it out?" The boss asked again.

Zhou Ze hesitated for a moment and shook his head. Although she was Xu Le's daughter-in-law, she was her own in name now, and Zhou Ze did not want to.

"Then why do you think I want to?" The boss asked.

"I don't know if you have any special preferences or unusual circumstances? There are many such things now, aren't they? "

"Brother, I haven't hit people for a long time." The boss stood up.

"Tell your wife to come out and ask if she wants me to." Zhou Ze leaned back slightly and smiled.

"Ha ha." The boss approached Zhou Ze a few steps.

"You stand here and call her out." Zhou Ze still insists.

"You want to die!" The boss rushed over.

"Can she come out?" Zhou Ze suddenly asked.

The boss froze,

then his face was frightened and he stepped back several times.

Zhou Ze stood up, took the initiative to walk to the inner room, opened the curtain, and there was no one in it.

There is only one piece of human skin belonging to a woman,

hanging on a hanger,

because there is wind coming in when the curtain is opened,

flicking gently,

drifting slowly.

"You are How do you see that? " The boss came slowly, from his voice, can not hear the joy and anger.

"There is a saying that What are you kidding? " Zhou Ze turned around and looked at the boss. "It's time to tear the skin off your body.

I'm curious how boring you are.

here,

play this kind of double spring. "