Chapter 19

The next morning, Zhou Ze came to the noodle shop next door as usual after washing, which has gradually become a habit of his life. When eating is no longer a process of enjoyment, it will become a task purely. It is better to do tasks simply and efficiently. There is no more convenient and fast than Xu Qinglang.

"Balsam pear juice." Xu Qinglang put a big glass in front of Zhou Ze, and then brought an egg fried rice.

Zhou Ze tried to drink it first. When the liquid came into his throat, he felt that the bitterness between his lips and teeth was unbearable. Then, after swallowing it, even his intestines and stomach began to knot.

After waiting for about ten seconds, Zhou took a long breath of relief.

It's really hard.

"Ha ha, are you strong enough?" Xu Qinglang quickly praised my expression, and then sat down in front of Zhou Ze. "In other words, you are really heavy enough to eat without these things?"

Zhou Zeping regained his mood for a while, then drank up a large cup of balsam pear juice, then quickly picked up chopsticks and began to devour the fried rice with eggs in front of him.

A minute later, after Zhou Ze finished eating, he put the plate down and closed his eyes.

"It 's a living ghost from hell." Xu Qinglang joked.

It's not clear whether this is a joke or something else.

Zhou Ze opened his eyes and glanced at each other. On that day, the heads of the five migrant workers' brothers returned to their lives. His sister-in-law and his wife could not see them. It was normal. But the noodle shop owner could see them. Otherwise, he would not go to make the five portions of braised pork to cover and water the rice.

But between the two, in line with the tacit understanding of "see through, don't break", they haven't pierced the window paper, maybe this is the way to get along.

"Why don't you take the order today?" Zhou Ze asked.

A few days ago, even on the 30th of the new year, Xu Qinglang's mobile phone kept having a take out list coming in, but today, it seems a lot colder, and there is no take out brother coming to pick up the meal.

"Rest." Xu Qinglang takes out the cigarette, bites one in his mouth and hands it to Zhou Ze.

Although it's strange to have a rest after 30 years, as a man with more than 20 suites,

does have willful capital.

"Do you know the ghost lifting the sedan chair?" Zhou Ze asked, last night's matter son, he remembers vividly, but he didn't rush to do anything, just went home to lie in his freezer to sleep.

People, it is Zhou Ze who saved them. If there is any problem, Zhou Ze doesn't want to manage it.

He just lives a small life carefully, seriously and lively. If there are some things that he can do, he can do it, but he will not really demand anything.

Even if there is something wrong with the girl in the lily skirt, it is no longer under Zhou Ze's control.

"Ghost lift sedan chair?" Xu Qinglang was stupefied for a moment and said with a smile: "ha ha, there are more people in the new year's Eve. It's said that people burn scriptures and paper money when they celebrate the new year. Those ghost hands also have some spare money and are willing to take a taxi."

Xu Qinglang continued to talk nonsense, and then yawned, "well, how come you haven't opened the bookstore?"

"Not until the evening."

"Yes, willful." Xu Qinglang took out his mobile phone and glanced at it. "Why don't we go to the cinema this afternoon?"

In the scene,

enters an awkward silence.

"No." Zhou Ze refused.

"Look, I really don't want to show my face. I've wasted my efforts to make new juice for you. I don't even want to go to a movie with others.

Men, none of them are good. "

“…………” Zhou Ze.

"I'm sorry, I forgot I was a man myself." Xu Qinglang shook his head in a sad way. He hated why he was not his daughter.

"Did you have any psychological trauma when you were a child?" Zhou Ze asked. "I know some psychiatrists who can help you."

Xu Qinglang "chuckled out with a smile,

" heterosexuality is just a heresy created for reproduction, and homosexuality can be true love. "

"I disagree."

"Different ways do not conspire."

The conversation between the two after dinner ended unhappily.

Zhou Ze went back to his bookstore, opened the door, thought about it, and then left it unlocked. He just sat behind the counter and opened the computer, and sent a wechat message to Dr. Lin:

"go to the cinema in the afternoon?"

After waiting for about ten minutes, Dr. Lin replied:

"go to work."

New year's Day is not to say that no one is allowed to get sick or have an accident. Zhou Ze, who was also a doctor, knows that the holiday in the hospital is too wet.

I can understand it when I think about it, but it's a bit unpleasant after all.

Zhou Ze wanted to tell her that he was Zhou Ze, not Xu Le.

But he also worried that the outcome was that Dr. Lin was so scared that he doubted his life. Even the hazy feeling of unrequited love had broken down. Of course, the most important thing was that the fewer people knew, the better.Someone will come to catch himself,

Zhou Ze is very clear about this,

he is waiting. When he is waiting, he doesn't choose to curl up in a dark corner and shiver like a rat in the gutter. He still needs to live, and to live normally. Otherwise, he might as well not come out of hell and follow the army to finish the yellow spring road.

As for the neighbor next door, whether he saw it or not, Zhou Ze didn't know and didn't want to know.

"At night."

Dr. Lin returned another message.

Zhou Ze smiled. He felt that his smile was like a silly fork. He came back to the middle school when he saw the learning committee members in the class were shy about his purpose.

In the past, I was too tired to live.

in my life, I have to live a little more freely.

Many principles of life can only be understood before death and when you are old, but when you do, you have lost the chance to start again.

Zhou Ze cherishes his life and opportunities.

A red car stopped on the road in front of the bookstore and two women came down.

One is less than thirty, one looks five or six.

Women wear red skirts and have flowing hair. Although they think that mothers are still hard to cover up their feelings, they are more able to stir people's hearts.

The girl should wear several layers of warm clothes and pants inside, wrapped like a small zongzi, charming and lovely.

But when he saw the girl as a child, Zhou Ze's eyes narrowed subconsciously.

He who comes is not good,

the good does not come,

he does not go to her, but

she comes to him.

Before, I heard Dr. Lin say that he was shouting for uncle at the thank-you banquet. Zhou Ze was still complacent. Now he wants to come, but they don't plan to let him go at all.

After all,

the father with four children died because of the girl.

The bookstore door was opened, and the woman looked around curiously, while the girl timidly went to zhouze counter and looked at zhouze. Her voice was Nuo Nuo tunnel:

"good uncle."

Zhou Ze nodded, with a little implication,

in fact, he was thinking about whether he should directly sacrifice his nails to strangle the girl?

"Hello, I'm Ruirui's mother."

The woman went to Zhou Ze and put a gift box on the counter.

"Thank you."

The woman bowed to Zhou Ze.

"You're welcome." Zhou Ze still didn't get up.

He wanted to pretend that everything was normal so that the girl could see nothing.

But it's too difficult. Even at the level of Oscar winner,

after seeing the memory picture of last night's driver, it's hard to look as usual in front of the girl, right?

Since it's not like to pretend again, it's simply not.

"Mom, I want to read here." Said the woman.

"OK, mom will make a hair first. You can stay here and read." The woman smiled to Zhou Ze, "it's hard for you."

"Not hard."

"Ask Dr. Lin to know that you are here."

Melon lady.

"You and Dr. Lin are really talented."

It's against my heart. Xu Le can't believe it.

The woman drove away and left her daughter. This is the bookstore, and Zhou Ze is half of her daughter's life-saving benefactor and Dr. Lin's husband. So her daughter is staying here for the time being. She is very relieved and doesn't have to worry about anything.

Next, Ruirui chooses an illustration book and sits on a plastic bench.

No noise, no noise.

No shouting for drinks, no shouting for snacks.

Zhou Ze sits behind the counter and looks at her.

It happened that at this time, Xu Qinglang came in, saw a little girl like a porcelain doll, and immediately went to pick it up.

"Oh, what a lovely little girl."

"Thank you, sister." Stamen responds.

The smile on Xu Qinglang's face is like chrysanthemum blooming, more and more brilliant.

The little girl's flattery scratched Xu Qinglang's itch.

Zhou Ze is calm face, continue to sit there.

"Come out and tell you something." Xu Qinglang put down the child and pointed to Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze and Xu Qinglang came out.

"People from the other side of the square asked if we wanted to break the contract. They could refund the rent we paid in advance."

"No more." Zhou Ze doesn't want to toss and turn again for the time being. What's more, he doesn't have enough capital. Even if he gets the prepaid rent, he doesn't have enough money to open another shop by himself."I think so, too." Xu Qinglang nodded and indicated to himself, "then I will talk on your behalf?"

"OK."

"Well, that's settled."

The two men stood outside the light door and smoked a cigarette before they dispersed.

When Zhou Ze turned to open the shop door and walked in,

he found that there was no figure of the little girl in the row of plastic benches. The illustration book was placed on a bench.

Zhou Ze frowned,

raised his head,

at the stairway entrance, there was the footsteps of boots,

the little girl came out from there, half of her figure appeared and half of it was blocked by the wall,

she just went to her second floor.