Chapter 1147

"Boss, dinner is ready."

Yingying pushes open the bedroom door and comes in.

Lao Dao suddenly left. Most people in the study didn't know what happened.

In fact, not to mention them, even boss Zhou is not very clear.

But, after all, half of the face is not sister Lin, and boss Zhou is not brother Bao either.

it's stimulated, and people are taken away by the old way.

well,

it's taken away.

Boss Zhou is not interested in comforting others. After all,

at present,

he is the baby who needs comforting most.

"OK, I'll go down."

In the end, it's the mourning banquet prepared for me in the study room. It's really not appropriate not to eat. Besides, I'm really hungry.

When I went downstairs,

everyone had been sitting around the round table, but the first place was still empty.

There is no such a solemn atmosphere of mourning and farewell. Under the leadership of lawyer an, everyone speaks warmly and deliberately creates a seemingly normal atmosphere.

Even the celebrations with social phobia are trying to tell some jokes that are not funny at all, and their faces are red;

Xiao Luoli is very excited to show off the new jewelry that the little boy brought back from Sanya and pretended to be a vulgar and philistine;

alas, it's hard for these aunts.

At this moment, it's not good for you to mourn excessively. After all, the boss is still sitting here and alive;

but it's not appropriate for you to take the initiative to cheer up.

This kind of feeling, for all the people in the bookstore, seems to be their parents, looking at their own children who are going to the college entrance examination.

Too much admonition, for fear of children's tension;

too much comfort, for fear of adverse effects.

"Eat."

Zhou Ze picked up the chopsticks, said a word, then picked up a piece of sea cucumber and put it into his mouth.

This stir fried sea cucumber with Scallion shows Xu Qinglang's culinary peak, which is perfect both in taste and taste.

"Eat, eat, everyone."

"Yes, yes, all chopsticks."

Zhou Ze ate half a bowl of rice and a bowl of soup.

After finishing eating, put down the chopsticks, get up, walk to the sofa and lie down.

Yingying brings up a cup of tea.

In fact, just had a meal, whether lying down or drinking tea, are not in line with the way of health, on the stomach is a pressure.

We all know the truth, but most people still choose to make themselves more comfortable in the limited life.

Let alone,

Zhou's boss habitually took out a cigarette after dinner.

At the round table, we are still eating. After all, sitting at the table, we can still "smash it and smash it". At least we have something to do, and the food is really delicious.

If you get off the table and sit there face to face with the boss, you will be restrained and don't know what to say.

Half a cup of tea goes on, a cigarette is finished, Zhou Ze subconsciously wants to call Yingying to pour himself another cup of coffee.

There is a kind of feeling that while I'm still here, it's a luxury to enjoy one mouthful.

However,

just wanted to sit up,

eyes fell on the street lamp of South Street outside the study,

in the yellow street lamp,

reflected the shadow of a sword.

It's a fad for boss Zhou.

Maybe some people were not killed by Xuanyuan sword, but were forced to commit suicide by Xuanyuan sword in this way.

In the face of this almost unstoppable disaster,

no matter how tall you stand, it's no different from ordinary people,

it's just a sword.

So, sometimes some psychological advantages, some experiences and so on are useless.

Zhou Ze simply got up, pushed open the bookstore door and went out.

The room is so stuffy that he wants to go shopping.

Lawyer an is ready to get up and follow, but after seeing Yingying has already taken the lead and followed with an umbrella, lawyer an hesitates for a moment and sits down.

After the boss left the bookstore, the noisy people on the dining table were all quiet again.

What happened in these two days is like a dream for them, because it is too unreal and they may wake up at any time.

They follow lawyer an and go back to hell. They are the real dignitaries in the palace of equality. In hell, they also have a powerful role to talk about. But they also know that what really supports them is the mountain and the sea.

However, Lao Dao stood there before and stared at the painting all the time, which was really baffling;And the boss is also about to usher in the great calamity of Xuanyuan sword, life and death is hard to predict.

How happy they are now, and how miserable they will cry in the future if something goes wrong in this mountain and sea.

Lawyer an took a deep breath,

picked up the plum wine made by Lao Xu in the big bottle beside him,

filled them up one by one,

at the same time,

said forcefully:

"what are you doing? Drink!"

He can't afford to be drunk in this life, even if he can only be an equal king for one day,

his mother,

is worth it!

…………

It's raining all the time. The atmosphere is not harmonious.

There are less people on the street of South Street than before. In fact, for the people in the city, typhoon is not really a terrible existence.

Compared with the coastal residents in Fujian Province, they have to face the test of typhoon from time to time, and the people in Southwest China have to face the shaking of earthquake from time to time.

At best, it will cause the accumulated water in the city and the vegetables in the farmland to be drowned by the water that can't be discharged. It's harmful, but it's not so alarming.

It's just that on this windy night, not many people are interested in going shopping again. Even many shops on the street have closed their doors in advance.

Ying Ying helps Zhou Ze with his umbrella and walks behind him.

Boss Zhou put his hands in his trouser pocket, but he didn't know where he was going;

fortunately, the aimless wandering seemed to fit the atmosphere of this stormy night.

In the front,

there is just a car passing by,

the car owner has no quality,

even if there is a pedestrian on the side of the road, he has not slowed down, and even deliberately stepped on the accelerator;

it seems that he sitting in the car at this time and the pedestrian in the rainy night are in two completely different status.

The tyre splashed with water and flew over.

In Zhou Ze's eyes, it seems to be a sharp sword cutting at him.

Yingying immediately blocks the umbrella in front of the boss, blocking most of the water and flowers.

Zhou Ze's fingernails grew out. At the same time, the puddle in front of the car suddenly froze.

"Bang!"

It's possible that more than half of the old drivers have driven for so many years but never used anti-skid chains,

many people don't understand how horrible it is to drive on the icy road,

this feeling is real -- hearse drift.

After many Thomas turns, the car bumped into the electric pole and stopped. The car began to chirp.

In fact, for boss Zhou, you usually wear a skin, and you can completely put on a large amount of life, which can teach the maid around you what is good for others.

and you just skin when you are in a bad mood.

then,

sorry.

Although he was wet a lot, Zhou Ze chose to move on and Yingying continued to follow.

Zhou Ze thought,

it's better to walk on his own, and Xuanyuan sword really came, because his heart had been troubled by countless hints from Xuanyuan sword.

If you can torture a salted fish whose goal in life is just to bask in the sun and drink coffee, you can't help shouting "come on, you'll be a hero after 20 years",

that's enough to see how a grinding goblin this Xuanyuan sword is.

As it happens,

there is an old man in front of us.

In fact,

if he wants to,

not only in this rainy day, but also when he swims 20000 miles under the sea, he can still be dry all over.

Maybe on this day, at this time, Zhou is not the only one who wants to get drenched and keep quiet.

When they were ten meters away, Zhou Ze said:

"are you back?"

Lao Dao nodded:

"he's back."

Then,

the old saying goes again:

"are you going

Zhou Ze nodded,

"let's go."

When communicating, neither side stops.

Meet, meet, and be wrong again.

Lao Dao wants to go back to the bookstore and continue to look at his paintings.

boss Zhou wants to continue his stroll.

The distance between them has been stretched to the point where they can't see each other's backs in this rainy night,

Lao Dao stops.He saw a woman with a red umbrella in the rain curtain in front of him.

The umbrella is red, but the skirt of the woman is white.

White high-heeled shoes, white and tender skin,

reveal a pure and beautiful girl.

Lao Dao didn't stop to appreciate beauty.

Although the taste of the last Fujun was not as heavy as that of the real Laodao, it had already separated from the level of low taste.

In the early days, the law teacher who was not the king of equality once joked. At the end of the generation, he estimated that he didn't like women and monkeys.

This level of appreciation of beauty not only breaks away from the shackles of age, but also breaks the gap between species;

even, it can't like male monkeys, which even breaks the gender gap.

Of course, Wang An, now equal, will never say these words again. Whoever dares to say them, he will kill anyone and fight for the reputation of the Lord!

When the woman with the umbrella came to the Taoist priest, the Taoist priest suddenly said: "if you don't come out, you can still live. When you come out, you only have half a breath."

The girl smiled and said:

"anyway, after him, it's my turn."

Lao Dao nodded, as if he thought the other side was right, but men like to show themselves in women, just like male chimpanzees like to beat their chests in courtship.

"Your father's sword seems not sharp enough to kill me."

The young girl raised her chin slightly and said:

"why do I feel that you are dead?"

-

at night.