Chapter 14

Tonight, for this guest, all the income is 100 yuan, but the cost is just a glass of water.

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

But things can't be counted like this. In the past, when Xu Le was here, these were also costs, but his input was almost negligible. People always have to find a suitable comparison object to get a little satisfaction and confidence in life.

In addition, it was because of the girl with Koki that Zhou Ze learned that today was actually Valentine's day.

After checking wechat, I found Dr. Lin's wechat and clicked in. Zhou Ze wanted to send a red envelope and sent 1314. He found that he didn't have enough money. 131.4 was enough, but he felt a little petty.

Anyway, she doesn't sleep with me,

forget it,

No more.

Leaving his mobile phone, Zhou Ze casually looked for a book and turned it over, and kept this posture until the morning.

Go next door and eat wonton. Whether the skin is thin or not, and whether the filling is thick or not, Zhou Ze doesn't know. He still eats it according to the previous method. After eating a large bowl of plum juice, he immediately devours it, and then pinches his neck and breathes deeply there, suppressing the urge to vomit.

Thinking that he would have to follow this process every time he ate in the future, Zhou Ze felt that his future days seemed to be cast a shadow.

Zhou Ze thought of the man who was also suffering from porridge in the video, and thought about it a little sad. Eating was originally one of the greatest enjoyment in the world, but now, it has been insulated from them.

I don't know whether there is an "anorexic" club in the world. When we get together, we sit around a table. Who can eat a bite of rice first, and then we give thumbs up together:

"You have a bang bang!

My XXX is so awesome! "

Take a deep breath, this picture, some shudder.

Anyway, yesterday's video includes the old man in the video and the man who drinks porridge. For Zhou Ze, it's too far away for the time being.

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

It's like life,

Since there has been scenery, there will naturally be desolation.

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

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

From time to time, delivery boys in blue, yellow or red came in and out of his noodle shop. Zhou Ze squatted at the door of his bookstore, smoking and sighing.

Xu Le, a dog, a dog, a dog, a dog, a dog, a dog, a dog, a dog, a dog, a dog, a dog, a dog, a dog, a dog, a dog, a dog, a dog, a dog, a dog, a dog, a dog, a dog, a dog.

Fairy in fairy tales like to say one thing: one day in the sky, one year on the earth.

In fact, Zhou Ze thinks this should be right, and it is also common for hell.

I remember that I died in a car accident... No, I remember that when I was burned in an incinerator, it should have just been International Children's Day, and now, it's new year's Eve in the blink of an eye.

For more than half a year, it passed so fast that a dream floated, but it was half a muddle on the huangquan road.

After smoking a lot and thinking a lot, Zhou Ze felt a little tired. He took out his mobile phone and wanted to see what movies were going on recently. The cinema was right next to him, so he could go there to kill time.

"Hey, do you have a newspaper there?" Xu Qinglang came out after a busy tour to send off the last batch of takeout brothers.

"Do what?"

"Plastering walls." Xu Qinglang replied.

"So economical?"

"Only when newspapers are plastered on the wall can they have a sense of atmosphere and age. You won't sell out yesterday, will you?"

"There are still some, wait, I'll find them for you."

Zhou Ze returned to the store, took out a half person high stack of newspapers from the box near his freezer on the second floor, and went downstairs to give it to Xu Qinglang who was waiting there.

"You won't go home for the Spring Festival?" Xu Qinglang asked.

"Spend the new year with books."

Unfortunately, Zhou Ze has no goat whiskers and no wine in his hands,

Otherwise, you can make it clear that this b-box is full.

"Didn't you also go home?" Zhou Ze was intoxicated for a while and asked again.

"Which house should I go to in my twenties?" Xu Qinglang sighed.

"........" Zhou Ze.

The two men were silent for a while, and Zhou Ze said, "I'll tell you a story."

"Good." Xu Qinglang nodded, with a slightly reserved expression. His hair was a little long, and a few strands of hair hung low and ran into the corner of his mouth. He reached out to touch the hair, and his posture was gentle, which was really shy.

The customs here are not enough for outsiders.

"Once, also on the day of the new year, on the way late at night, a man met the largest local millionaire.

The rich are drunk.

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

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

Hearing the story, Xu Qinglang nodded slightly, as if he felt the same way.

"Then the man pressed the rich man on the ground and beat him up, shouting:

Ask you to come out for the Spring Festival and pretend to be forced! "

Zhou Ze continued to finish the story.

"........" Xu Qinglang.

The chat between the two is over,

Zhou Ze went back to his bookstore. The bookstore was warm with the heater on. His mobile phone was turned over in his hand, and no one could contact him.

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

But at this time, a guest came to the door. It was a young man wearing a blue overalls and a hard hat. He pushed open the door of the bookstore and walked in. He asked shyly:

"Can I read books here? How much is it?" The other party pursed his lips.

"Look, give me the money." Zhou Ze waved his hand, indicating that the other party was free.

"That's a good feeling. Do you have a novel here?" The young man said somewhat stiffly, "I like reading novels, the kind of online novels."

Zhou Ze pointed to a box behind the bookshelf. "It's all there."

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

"Open it for free." Zhou Ze said generously.

"OK."

The young man opened an online novel, then sat on a plastic stool and began to read it.

Zhou Ze, as the boss, sat behind the counter and trimmed his nails. The young man was reading there. About half an hour later, the young man stood up from his chair, took out his cigarette and handed Zhou Ze a stick:

"It's not a good cigarette. Don't mind."

"Hey, cigarettes are not a good thing. What's good or bad?"

Zhou Ze took the cigarette, and the other party also took one. He took the initiative to walk outside the store, lighting a cigarette while blowing the cold wind.

Zhou Ze, who had planned to smoke in the house, was stunned. He thought it over and put the cigarette aside to continue to trim his nails.

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

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

About a quarter of an hour later, four men dressed in starched blue overalls came outside the store. The oldest was under the age of 30, and the youngest was probably only about 17.

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

Later, people said hello to Zhou Ze. Zhou Ze dealt with it perfunctorily and continued to trim his nails;

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

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

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

You can tell from the cover that it is a pure online novel, most of which are mysterious. One of them is holding a horror book and biting his nails while reading it, which is obviously interesting.

It's just that Zhou Ze is a little hard to agree with each other's nail biting behavior,

Only when you know how to cherish your nails can you know how to cherish life.

From time to time, someone laughed at the novel, which was a heartfelt smile at the story.

There are many people in the bookstore, but it is very quiet. There is a little noise from time to time, but it is not disturbing.

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

"Oh, the store is very lively."

Zhou Ze nodded with a smile.

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

Everyone looked at each other,

A little overwhelmed.

"Forget it, I invite you." After all, Xu Qinglang is a man with more than 20 sets. "It's not easy for my brothers not to go home during the Spring Festival. They all come out for hard money, and all over the world are brothers."

"Well, thank you, boss. Boss makes a fortune." The oldest worker got up and thanked Xu Qinglang.

"Yes, yes."

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

Zhou Ze drank a little soup, and then forcibly swallowed two dumplings. The hateful Xu Qinglang forgot to bring himself plum juice, and he couldn't eat it.

Take out the cigarette on the table and Zhou Ze comes out from behind the counter.

"After reading it, change it yourself. What I have here should be a full set. Anyway, my shop here is a loss making business. Don't be polite to me."

Zhou Ze passed cigarettes one by one,

The workmates were flattered one by one.

Then everyone got up and walked to the door of the store together, squatting in a row and smoking.

They don't want to pollute the environment of the store.

Zhou Ze thought for a while and walked out of the store. Outside, the wind was a little cold. He squatted down beside him and smoked with him.

The workmates chatted,

Married, talk about their mother-in-law and aunt, talk about their children;

If you are not married, talk about friends you know in Tongcheng or your hometown,

Having fun with each other,

Laughing at each other,

Although everyone knows his roots,

But there is still some chat.

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 region. Although its size is not comparable to that of Shanghai, the annual employment volume here is still large. As long as you are willing to endure hardship and willing to endure hardship, you don't have to worry about not finding a job or making money.

The smoke sent out two cycles to each other,

Zhou Ze said, "elder brothers, don't you really go home for the new year?"

"No, I'm fine at home."

"It's troublesome to go back and forth. There are still jobs in the first month, and the boss will give red envelopes. If he doesn't take it for nothing, he can send more money back."

"Haha, it's good today. I've read novels and smoked cigarettes. I've had a good time this year."

"Boss, when do you close?" A worker asked.

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

"The boss doesn't go home?"

"If the women at home don't obey, they won't go back."

Zhou zedun felt heroic and rushed to the sky!

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

Of course, no one has been to echo too much. You can feel it by listening to the accent. Moreover, Zhou Ze runs a bookstore, not a fruit stall. The workers guessed that Zhou Ze is a local.

There is also a reason why the local people's Congress stayed at the store and didn't go home during the Spring Festival, so everyone didn't continue to make fun of this.

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

The days are bitter and boiled out generation by generation. Whose life is easy?

Zhou zegang was just about to continue smoking, when a cry came from the distance:

"Xu Le!"

Zhou Ze raised his head and stood up. Only then did he find a familiar Porsche Cayenne parked on the opposite road,

Well, my mother-in-law's car.

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

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

"Xu Le, go home for dinner!"

Cried my sister-in-law.

"I'm not going back. The store is busy and lively." Zhou Ze waved his hand.

Jokes,

Do you go back to see the father-in-law and mother-in-law of the pair of Keng fathers after the Spring Festival?

Angry with this ignorant sister-in-law?

Most importantly,

Rush home and sleep in separate beds for the Spring Festival?

Looking for abuse?

"Sister, is this guy crazy! Unreasonable, inexplicable, and dead duck mouth!"

My sister-in-law was sitting on the back seat, purring her mouth.

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

"Hey, listen to this, SIS, are you going to come out in the evening?"

"After all, I am his lawful wife." Dr. Lin didn't say anything more. He started the car and left here.

Watching the car drive away,

Zhou Ze shouted to his workmates, "elder brothers, are my mother-in-law and aunt beautiful?"

"Beautiful!"

"Blessed!"

"It's so beautiful!"

"Hahahaha."

Xu Qinglang came out of the store with a large tray,

"Come on, stewed pork with rice, brothers, eat!"

The workers were a little restrained and embarrassed. The oldest worker was a little embarrassed and said, "we didn't take it with us when we went out..."

"As agreed before, I'll treat my brothers to a meal! When I mention the money again, I won't be treated as a brother. In the future, I'll meet people from all corners of the world. I can't tell when I'll meet them. Then there will be a time for me to beg your brothers."

"Good!"

"A word!"

"When you come to my hometown..."

"Come!"

The workmates all carried a large bowl of lid to water rice into the bookstore. Everyone squatted on the ground and put the bowl on the plastic bench to eat happily.

A worker was reading a novel while eating. He was knocked on the head by a worker next to him with chopsticks.

"How can the boss sell money if you accidentally stain the book, a guy who has been blindfolded by lard?"

"That's right. Eat first."

The atmosphere was very lively. Zhou Ze returned to the back of his counter, and there were some cold dumplings. He ate three more. I don't know why this time, maybe because of the atmosphere. His nausea was much less than before.

After dinner,

Big guy, keep reading.

In the room, there is heating and reading novels, which is very harmonious.

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

The oldest worker stood up, stretched and said, "brother, it's time, go back, let's help people clean up the house."

"OK!"

Five workmates helped Zhou Ze clean the shop up and down.

"Boss, let's go. Thank you today."

"You're welcome." Zhou Ze waved his hand.

They left,

It's not like the girl with corky last night. After reading a book for a while, they left a hundred dollars. They read it for a day and half a night, and they didn't leave a dollar.

But Zhou Ze did not care about it at all, nor did he have the slightest dissatisfaction.

After stretching, Zhou Ze planned to ask Xu Qinglang to take back the dishes and chopsticks in the store. When he walked to the noodle shop, Zhou Ze saw Xu Qinglang sitting behind the table and reading the newspaper.

Well, the newspaper was given to him by Zhou zedaytime.

Wearing a pair of gold rimmed glasses, Xu Qinglang looks a bit bookish, and is worthy of being a man with more than 20 suites,

There is temperament in every way!

"Clean up the dishes and chopsticks over there." Zhou Ze said.

"OK, I'll go now."

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

At the top of that pile of newspapers is a Yangzi Evening News. The date is seven days ago;

On the front cover of the newspaper is a bold news:

"The fire in residential buildings is touching."

Last week, a fire broke out in a densely populated residential area in Tongcheng, and the fire was serious.

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

I couldn't run out again.

There is a big picture on the cover of Yangtze Evening News,

This is a group photo of these five people,

They stood shoulder to shoulder, compared to the old-fashioned scissors hands, as if they were taking a photo after living in a shed when they first came to the construction site,

Faces that are green but also with some vicissitudes and wrinkles,

In the picture,

Smile a little stiff, but also very bright.

Xu Qinglang walked into the bookstore,

Looking at the five bowls of rice covered on the plastic bench in front of me,

I haven't touched a mouthful, and the food has long been out of heat,

On each bowl of rice, there is a pair of chopsticks inserted vertically upside down.

"Brothers,

Eat well,

Drink well. "

Xu Qinglang murmured.

outside,

Firecrackers sounded,

Fireworks were not banned in Tongcheng. For a time, the sky was full of rosy clouds, which was very lively and festive.

Zhou Ze raised his head and looked out,

Low channel:

"It's Chinese New Year."