Chapter 546

Boss Zhou didn't know that just now,

he almost faced a water meter from hell;

the high-heeled woman took a round in the South Street,

even stopped at the door of the study, but only stopped for a while, then she left;

her appearance and her departure,

seemed to drop a drop into the sea, following After that, a drop of water was taken out of the sea without anyone's attention.

Including:

hold YingYing and feel the light of the day.

When you wake up,

it's another happy and relaxing day.

Xu Qinglang's breakfast today is porridge, green vegetable porridge. It's delicious and not greasy. It's very comfortable to eat with "dried radish", "shredded ginger" and "sour beans".

After dinner,

Zhou Ze didn't sit in his favorite position to start his new day in a habitual way, but went to the next room.

The main door next door has been closed. It's the real one. It's completely pasted with cement. At the same time, the dead waiter and the black girl basically sleep next door.

In addition to eating at the bookstore, black girl usually doesn't bother to run here to kill time.

She really likes farming. Nothing makes her feel happier than picking up her own garden.

Zhou Ze went in to have a look. Black girl was sitting there grinding tools, all of which were strange shaped tools. In her words, serving the other shore flower is a kind of delicate work, which can't be careless. It's totally different from those rice growing outside, and the tools must be refined.

As a slave owner, Zhou is very pleased with his work attitude and enthusiasm.

Then,

Zhou Ze saw the dead man,

the dead man was bareheaded and buried in the pit.

Some people like to play on the beach, but it's mud.

Black girl took a kettle, went to the waiter and poured some water on the soil around the waiter;

then she clapped her hands and went back to grind her tools.

"What does that mean?"

Zhou Ze asked, pointing to the dead man.

"Ha ha..."

The dead man is still giggling at Zhou Ze.

"Don't worry, I won't plant him without your consent. He was not cultivated well before. Now I plant him for a period of time every day to supplement him with nutrition."

"Nutrition?"

"Aung, from the earth, from the earth mother's nourishment."

Black chicks take it for granted,

and there is a kind of undisguised impatience in her eyes,

it's like watching a teaser who is going to teach Yuan Longping how to farm.

Zhou Ze shook his head and couldn't understand, but he didn't intervene. Professional people should do professional things.

Walking back to the bookstore, Zhou Ze saw a familiar figure sitting in the bookstore.

Mr. Zhou subconsciously looked down at the leg under the coffee table, sighed,

a pair of light blue slim jeans,

a white shirt and a coat, and his hair came down. Dr. Lin, who was not very old, was full of youth and simplicity.

Of course,

the long and plump legs tightly wrapped in jeans and the round part sitting on the sofa are really attractive.

"Boss, warbler is not here. I watched her come before and asked monkey to take warbler upstairs to play games."

The Taoist priest approached Zhou Ze in a small voice and said,

it's quite a kind of meaning to help the old slave help the young master of his family to pull pimps without telling his wife.

Xu Qinglang came out with two cups of milk tea. The milk tea in the study is different from the milk tea outside. The milk tea outside may be the tea powder made by himself, but the cost is very low.

Book house will not be like this, because there are few guests in the book house, and the guests who can order milk tea are better, so most of the ingredients in the book house are eaten by themselves, and the guests who can't pit themselves are not allowed to pit themselves, right?

Put down two cups of milk tea,

Xu Qinglang looked at Dr. Lin with a smile,

said:

"your skin has been getting worse recently."

Xu Qinglang knows Dr. Lin. it's no surprise that he met and talked with him.

"Maybe I'm too tired recently."

Dr. Lin is not angry.

"Well, take care of yourself."

"Can you teach me some tips for maintenance?"

"Yes, we can talk next time."

As he said,

Xu Qinglang took the tray and was ready to leave, because he saw Zhou Ze coming.

However, he paused and said:"Like today, when it's cold and you don't wear silk stockings, it's very good;

women have to learn to cherish themselves."

“…………” Zhou Ze.

Boss Zhou heard that!

"You talk."

Xu Qinglang leaned slightly and left like a waiter.

Don't say,

since the last time Xu swallowed part of Poseidon, he not only felt a little closer to the chef in cooking, but also seemed to have more indefinable temperament in the even day.

Dr. Lin stood up, looked at Zhou Ze, and extended his hand to him.

It's not used to being formal. Zhou Ze didn't reach for it, but said:

"I just went to the ground to have a look, but didn't wash my hands."

Dr. Lin nodded and said with a smile, "thank you for the last operation."

Others may not know, but Dr. Lin knows that Zhou Ze's strange behavior in the operating room that day must have his deep meaning.

"It's OK, you're welcome."

"Then I'll go."

Dr. Lin picked up his bag, opened the door of the bookstore, went straight to her Cadillac and left.

Just to thank you,

has no other intention.

"Now go?"

The old Taoist put his head close to Zhou Ze and asked strangely.

"Well."

"Don't even invite you to dinner?" Lao Dao asked again.

"It's better to forget about the Jianghu than to help each other."

Zhou Ze knew that the last time he helped Dr. Lin's father operate, in fact, he didn't promote the relationship between them, but he went further.

For Dr. Lin, she didn't want to lie down beside Zhou Ze all the time to ask for anything.

The old man sighed, "Dr. Lin is very particular about his work."

"Well."

"Boss, would you like to have a look at the flyer you sent today?"

As he said, the old Taoist priest handed over a brochure. At the back street of South Street, near the Central Park, a new wax museum opened behind the old Christian Church.

Although it's just the difference between the front street and the back street, generally speaking, there are few people in the back street, and few people go shopping there. Therefore, it's a comfortable place in a busy city.

It's common sense to invite neighbors to have a look after the opening.

"No."

"Why? I think it's very good."

"Those who have gone to hell don't believe in heaven."

"Oh."

Lao Dao nodded,

thought what happened to the boss today,

became like a poet.

At this time, Zhou Ze saw the little boy sitting on the bar with his homework book and doing his homework carefully.

"Hello, is the homework interesting?"

Hundreds of years old monsters are doing schoolwork seriously.

Zhou Ze joked.

"She used to sit here and do her homework."

Zhou Ze takes a deep breath,

I really want to punch the head of this cargo.

"Well?"

Suddenly,

the little boy stood up and stared at the door.

Zhou Ze turns around and sees Wang Ke standing at the door and Xiao Luoli beside Wang Ke.

Wang Ke pushed open the door and walked in. "My friend opened a wax museum nearby. Today, it's open. I'll send a flower basket."

"Oh, then you go."

At this time,

the little boy reached out and gently pulled Zhou Ze's clothes.

Get out of here!

I'm not going!

Zhou Ze glared at him.

The little boy sat quietly back on the bar and continued to do his homework.

"Then I'll go first."

Wang Ke just stopped at the door of the bookstore to say hello. Seeing that Zhou Ze didn't plan to go, he took little Lori's hand and left.

Boss Zhou is just going to call Yingying down to make a cup of coffee for himself. The sun is out, so he has to go to the sun.

But he found lawyer an standing behind him with a melancholy face.

"Well..."

"Boss, you have to go."

With that,

lawyer an points to himself,

refers to the little zombie who sits on the bar and does his homework "seriously".

"Ha ha."

"I worked hard for the study, and I grinded the tofu with Lao Zhang for another half night yesterday,

am I easy?"

"And then..."

"And then do you have the heart to make me sleepless?"

Lawyer an stares at Zhou Ze,The meaning is very simple,

I don't have to work hard, don't bother you and don't urge you to move forward,

I'm trying my best to help other people in the study to improve,

you don't even want me to sleep?

Hesitated for a moment, Zhou Ze was still soft hearted, nodded,

"OK, I'll get a mobile phone."

Lawyer an smiled and was satisfied.

After walking upstairs, Zhou Ze heard the sound of the game coming from the bedroom door before he opened it:

"Hello, No.1 and No.2, can you talk?"

"Weeping!"

"Squeak!"

“…………”。

Pushing open the door, Zhou Ze took his mobile phone. Yingying wanted to go with Zhou Ze, but Zhou Ze saw that she had a good time playing games with monkeys and let her stay here.

Anyway, it's not far away,

get off the mobile phone,

take the little boy's hand again,

go through the path in the flower garden, it's only eight or nine hundred meters away, and you're on the back street.

First, a church stands here. It has been there for some years. It is said that it existed in the late Qing Dynasty and was once destroyed. Now it was rebuilt 20 years ago.

"I don't like this place."

Said the little boy.

"I don't like it either."

Zhou Ze agreed.

The identity of "father and son" determines that they definitely don't like places like churches.

"Before, there were mountain people who built temples for me."

"And then?"

"Then I demolished the temple." The little boy replied, "I saved two mountain people, but they built a temple for me. Is that to let me be struck by thunder?"

Zhou Ze nodded, thinking deeply.

"Have you ever believed this?" The little boy suddenly asked, "I hear you haven't been dead for two years."

"Believe it."

"Ah?" The little boy had some accidents. "It's quite unexpected."

"Not surprisingly, most Chinese believe it."

"I don't think so."

"But it's all true."

"Well?"

"For example, when a person suddenly starts to jump with his left eye, he will happily think about his left eye.

But when a person's right eye jumps, what he thinks is not the disaster of right eye jumps,

but,

bah,

feudal superstition. "