Chapter 15

Tonight, for this guest, the total income is 100 yuan, but the cost is only one glass of water.

Of course, you can say that there are also costs such as electricity and rent

But things can't be calculated in this way. When Xu Le was here, these were also costs, but his input was almost negligible. People had to find a suitable contrast object to get a little satisfaction and confidence in life.

In addition, it was because of the girl with kirky that Zhou Ze knew it was Valentine's day.

Turn to wechat, find Dr. Lin's wechat, click in, Zhou Ze wants to send a red envelope, send a 1314 and find that he doesn't have enough money, 131.4 is enough, but it's a bit small.

Anyway, she doesn't sleep with me anymore.

He left his cell phone, looked for a Book casually, turned it over, and kept this posture until the morning.

I went to the next room to eat wonton. The skin is thin, the filling is thick, and Zhou Ze is not clear. I still eat it according to the previous method. After a big bowl of sour plum juice is eaten, I devour it immediately, and then take a deep breath with my neck, suppressing the urge to vomit.

Thinking that he had to follow this process every time he ate, Zhou Ze felt that his future days seemed to be covered with a shadow.

Zhou Ze thought of the man who also suffered from porridge in the video. He thought that it was sad. Eating was one of the greatest enjoyment in the world. Now, he has been isolated from them.

I don't know if there is any "anorex" club in the world. When we get together, we will sit around a table. Who can eat a meal first, and then everyone will give a thumbs up:

"you have a club!

My family XXX is so powerful! "

Take a deep breath, this picture, some shudder.

In any case, yesterday's video, including the Taoist priest in the video and the man drinking porridge, is too far away for Zhou Ze.

After Valentine's day, it's new year's Eve, that is, on New Year's Eve. If it's changed to the usual way, the business center will surely be decorated with lights, and the "New Year's flavor" will be very good, but in fact, it's still the same, cold and clean.

It's just like life. Since there is scenery, there will be loneliness.

Zhou Ze remembers that when the business center was just opened, it was also in the limelight for a while. Now, no one cares about it.

Xu Qinglang's business is good today, which should be the reason why many other stores are closed. He still insists on taking out in the new year's Eve, so he can naturally get more orders. After all, customers have less choices.

From time to time, there are little takeaway boys in blue, yellow or red clothes coming in and out of his noodle shop. Zhou Ze squats at the door of his bookstore, smoking and sighing.

It's good to have a braised chicken at the beginning.

The fairy in the fairy story likes to say one thing most: one day in the sky, one year on the earth.

In fact, Zhou Ze thinks that this should be right, and it's the same for hell.

Remember that I died in a car accident No, remember that when you were burned in an incinerator, you should have children's day just now, and now it will be thirty in a twinkling.

In the first half of the year, we passed so fast that we had a dream. It was only half of our life on the way to huangquan.

After smoking a lot of cigarettes and thinking a lot, Zhou Ze felt a little tired. He took out his mobile phone and wanted to see what movies there were recently. The cinema was just beside him, so he could go there to spend some time.

"Hello, do you have a newspaper there?" Xu Qinglang, who was busy sending off the last group of takeout boys, came out.

"What to do?"

"Wall to wall." Xu Qinglang replied.

"So frugal?"

"Only when the newspaper is plastered on the wall can it have a sense of atmosphere and age. Didn't you sell it all yesterday?"

"Some more, wait. I'll find them for you."

Zhou Ze went back to the store and took out a half man high stack of newspapers in the box near his freezer on the second floor. After going downstairs, he gave it to Xu Qinglang who was waiting there.

"You're not going home for the new year?" Asked Xu Qinglang.

"Spend the new year with books."

It's a pity that Zhou Ze doesn't have a goat's beard or wine in his hand. Otherwise, it's a statement full of B cells.

"You didn't go home, did you?" After a while, Zhou Ze asked again.

"Which apartment should I go back to?" Xu Qinglang sighed.

“…………” Zhou Ze.

After a while of silence, Zhou Ze said, "tell you a story."

"Good." Xu Qinglang nodded, with a slightly reserved expression. His hair was a little long, and several strands of hair fell down. He went into the corner of his mouth. He reached out to touch the hair, and the posture was soft. He was really coquettish.The customs here are not for the external humanity.

"Once, also on the new year's day, on the way to midnight, someone met the biggest rich man in the area.

The rich are drunk.

The man asked the rich, why don't you go home,

the rich replied: home, where is my home? My family and relatives are not around me. Is my home the largest manor in the city? "

Xu Qinglang listened to the story, nodded slightly, and seemed to have the same feeling.

"Then the man flattened the rich man on the ground and shouted:

I want you to come out for the new year's Eve and pretend to be powerful!"

Zhou Ze continued to finish the story.

“…………” Xu Qinglang.

The chat between the two is over,

Zhou Ze returns to his bookstore, where the heat is on and the phone is flipped. No one can contact him.

I wanted to go to the orphanage to have a look, but I didn't have much money left.

But at this time, a guest came to the door. He was a young man wearing a blue work suit and a helmet. He pushed open the bookstore door and came in. He asked shyly:

"here, can I read a book? How much is it? " He pursed his lips.

"Look, I'll give you the money." Zhou Ze waved his hand to show that he was free.

"Good feeling. Do you have any novels?" The young man said with some prudence, "I like reading novels, the kind of online novels."

Zhou Ze pointed to a box at the back of the bookshelf

The other side went to the box, turned it over a few times and looked very happy, but some of the book covers were still there.

"Take it apart, no money." Zhou Ze said generously.

"OK."

The young man took apart an Internet novel, then sat on a plastic stool and began to read it.

As the boss, Zhou Ze is sitting at the back of the counter to trim his nails. The young man is reading a book there. About half an hour later, the young man stands up from the chair, takes out his cigarette, and hands Zhou Ze A:

"it's not a good cigarette, don't mind."

"Hey, cigarette is not a good thing. It's good or bad."

Zhou Ze took the cigarette, and the other party took one. He took the initiative to walk outside the shop door and light a cigarette while blowing the cold wind.

This made Zhou Ze, who was going to smoke in the house, stupefied for a moment. After thinking about it, he left the smoke aside and continued to trim his nails.

The young man came back after smoking outside. This time, instead of sitting on a plastic stool, he sat on the ground against the wall.

Although the air conditioner is on in the room, the tiles on the ground are still very cold, but the young people don't care. They think they are used to it on weekdays.

After about a quarter of an hour, four men in blue work clothes washed clean and starched came to the door of the shop. The oldest one was less than 30 years old. The youngest one was probably only about 17 years old.

These four people came in together. The young man leaning against the wall waved at them. He should have called them to come here.

Later, people said hello to Zhou Ze. After he had a perfunctory treatment, Zhou Ze continued to trim his nails;

Zhou Ze decided to buy a set of professional nail repair equipment, so that he could afford his nails.

But now the express service is out of service, and most of the physical stores outside are closed, so we can only temporarily stop.

Looking up again, Zhou Ze found that the five workers were all sitting on the ground with a novel in their hands.

Read the cover to know that it is a pure network novel, most of which are mysterious. One of them is holding a horror book, while reading it, he is biting his nails, obviously enjoying it.

It's just that the nail biting behavior of the other party makes Zhou Ze a little difficult to agree with.

From time to time, some people laugh at the novel, which is a smile from the heart.

There are a lot of people in the bookstore, but it's quiet. There's a little noise from time to time, but it's not disturbing.

In the evening, Xu Qinglang came in with a bowl of dumplings. When he came in, he said directly:

"Oh, the shop is very busy."

Zhou Ze smiled and nodded.

"Brothers, what do you want to eat?" Asked the workmates sitting in Xu Qinglang's shop.

Everyone looked at each other,

was at a loss.

"Come on, I'll treat you." Xu Qinglang, after all, has more than 20 sets of men. "It's not easy not to go home for the new year's Eve. It's hard to come out with money. We are brothers all over the world."

"Well, thank you, boss. He's rich." The oldest worker got up to thank Xu Qinglang.

"Yes, yes."

Xu Qinglang put down Zhou Ze's dumplings and went back to his shop.

Zhou Ze drinks a little soup, then forcibly swallows two dumplings. Xu Qinglang forgets to bring his sour plum juice. He can't eat it.Take out the smoke on the table, and Zhou Ze comes out from behind the counter.

"After reading it, I'll change it. I have a full set of it. Anyway, it's a loss making business in my shop. Please don't be polite to me."

Zhou Ze passed the cigarettes one by one, and the workers were flattered one by one.

Then we all got up, walked to the door of the store together and squatted in a row, smoking.

They don't want to dirty the store.

Zhou Ze thought about it and walked out of the shop. Outside, the wind was a little cold. He squatted down beside him and smoked with him.

Workers talk to each other,

married people talk to their mother-in-law and their children;

unmarried people talk to their friends in Tongcheng or their hometown,

have fun with each other,

have fun with each other,

have fun with each other,

although everyone knows their roots, there are still some conversations.

Hearing the accent, these workers knew that they came from all over the world, not from a village.

Tongcheng is close to Shanghai and belongs to the Yangtze River Delta area. Although it is incomparable with Shanghai in size, the annual employment here is still large. As long as you are willing to suffer, willing to suffer, not worried about not finding a job, not worried about not earning money.

The smoke went back to each other again, and Zhou Ze said, "you guys, I really don't want to go home to have a look at the Spring Festival?"

"No, I'm fine at home."

"It's troublesome to go back and forth. There's still work in the first month. The boss will be red. He can send more money back if he doesn't take it in white."

"Ha ha, it's very good today. There are novels to read and cigarettes to smoke. This year, we have a good time."

"Boss, when do you close?" Asked one of the workmates.

"Don't close the door." Zhou Ze replied.

"The boss is not going home?"

"If the girls at home don't listen, they won't go back."

Zhou zedun feels bold and brave!

All the workers gave Zhou Ze a thumbs up and cheered him.

Of course, no one has ever been to many accessoriums. You can feel it when you listen to the accent. Moreover, zhouze is not a fruit stand but a bookstore. All the workers guess that zhouze is a native.

There is also a reason why the local people's Congress didn't go home to watch the shop during the Spring Festival, so we didn't continue to make fun of it.

Moreover, they are the pillars of the family. They come out to work and earn money. The elderly and children in the family are their own aunts and aunts. They work hard and they are tired, but their aunts and aunts are the same.

The days are the ones that come out from generation by generation. Whose life is easy?

Zhou zegang was ready to continue smoking, and a cry came from afar:

"Xu Le!"

Zhou Ze raised his head and stood up, only to find a Porsche Cayenne parked on the opposite road, a familiar car,

well, his mother-in-law's car.

It was her sister-in-law who was really frightened by Zhou Ze in the toilet a while ago, but now it has returned to normal. She can't think that her brother-in-law is a ghost, so she just blamed herself for being frightened and dazzled at that time.

Of course, she can't have a good temper with Zhou Ze. After all, she scared my daughter to pee. What a shame!

"Xu Le, go home for dinner!"

Cried the sister-in-law.

"No, the shop is busy and bustling." Zhou Ze waved.

Joke,

I'll go back to see the father-in-law and mother-in-law of the father-in-law?

Angry with the little sister-in-law?

Most importantly,

rush home for the new year and sleep in separate beds?

Looking for abuse?

"Sister, is this guy insane! Unreasonable, inexplicable, but also dead duck mouth

My sister-in-law was chucking in the back seat.

Dr. Lin smiled. "Let's go home and have dinner with our parents first."

"Oh, listen to that, sister. Are you going to come out at night?"

"I am his legal wife, after all." Dr. Lin said nothing more and started the car and left here.

Looking at the car leaving,

Zhou Ze shouted to his workmates, "brother, are my mother-in-law beautiful?"

"Beautiful!"

"Good luck!"

"It's so beautiful!"

"Hahahaha."

Xu Qinglang came out of the shop with a big tray.

"come on, stewed pork covered with rice. Let's eat

Some of the workers were restrained and embarrassed. The oldest workers were embarrassed and said, "we didn't take any when we went out..."

"As we agreed before, I'll treat my brothers to a meal! To raise money again is to take me as a brother. In the future, I will meet you one day, and I will ask you for your brother. ""Good!"

"A word!"

"When you come to my hometown..."

"Come on!"

All the workmates came into the bookstore with a big bowl of rice covered. Everyone squatted on the ground and put the bowl on the plastic bench to eat happily.

A worker was reading a novel while eating, and was knocked on the head with chopsticks by a worker nearby.

"The guy who has eaten lard and lost his heart, if you accidentally stain the book, how can the boss sell the money?"

"Yes, eat first."

The atmosphere is very lively. Zhou Ze goes back to the back of his counter. There are already some cold dumplings. He eats three more. This time, I don't know why. Maybe it's because of the atmosphere. His disgust is much smaller than before.

After dinner,

big guy continues to read.

In the room, there is heating and novels. It's very harmonious.

Unconsciously, it was ten o'clock in the evening.

The oldest worker stood up, stretched out, and said, "brothers, it's time. Come back, let's help others clean up the house."

"OK!"

Five workers helped Zhou Ze clean the shop.

"Boss, we're gone. Thank you for today."

"You're welcome." Zhou Ze waved.

They left,

unlike the girl with kirky last night, who left a hundred yuan for a while after reading the book. They spent a day and a half of the night reading the book and did not leave a dollar.

However, Zhou Ze didn't care about it at all and didn't have any dissatisfaction at all.

Stretching, Zhou Ze plans to call Xu Qinglang to take back the dishes in the shop. When he comes to the noodle shop, Zhou Ze sees Xu Qinglang sitting behind the table and reading the newspaper.

Well, the newspaper was given to him by Zhou Ze during the day.

Xu Qinglang is wearing a pair of gold frame glasses. He really looks bookish. He deserves to be a man with more than 20 suites!

"You clean up the dishes over there." Zhou Ze said.

"OK, I'll go."

Xu Qinglang put down his glasses, rubbed his eyes, and went to the next room to clean up the dishes.

At the top of that pile of newspapers is a Yangzi Evening News, which was read seven days ago; on the front page of the newspaper is a big bold news:

"the fire in the residential building, which is moving for good deeds"

last week, a fire broke out in a densely populated residential area in Tongcheng, which is very serious.

There are five young construction workers running in the nearby construction site regardless of the danger to save people. They rescued more than 20 old people, women and children in total. But after they rushed into the fire for the last time to save people,

they could not run out again.

There is a big picture on the cover of Yangzi Evening News.

this is a group photo of these five people.

they stand shoulder to shoulder together. Compared with the old scissor hand, they seem to be a picture of living behind a shed when they first came to the construction site.

in the photo,

a face with a bit of vicissitudes and wrinkles is a little restrained but also brilliant.

Xu Qinglang walked into the bookstore, and looked at the five bowls of rice covered on the plastic bench in front of him. He didn't move a mouthful, and the food was already out of heat.

"Brothers,

eat well,

drink well."

Murmured Xu Qinglang.

Outside,

firecrackers sounded,

fireworks were not banned in the city. For a while, the sky was full of rosy colors, which was very lively and festive.

Zhou Ze raised his head and looked out. In a low voice,

"it's new year."