Chapter 12

Zhang lingshuo opened his eyes and looked out of the window.

See Uncle Wang pointed to the small building on the first floor next to the door of the big board ugly to write "Desheng Hotel" four big black characters. In front of the gate stood a good-looking man, as if talking to the fat hotel owner about something.

"Mr. Xiao, I'll do what you told me. Don't worry! " The owner of the hotel, boss Zhang, saw off Xiao Ruochen. Originally, he was chatting about his daily life at ease, but he was surprised by the car in front of him and raised his voice, "Lao Wang, didn't you go to work? How Wow, whose car is this? It's too high-class, too high-class! "

"Lao Zhang, this is Mr. Zhang who bought bamboo mats in our town. He plans to live in the town for a few days. I wanted to invite him to live in my house, but the conditions are too bad. I'd like to bring you here. How nice of you to serve Uncle Wang took boss Zhang aside and whispered.

Hearing their voices, Xiao Ruochen looks in the direction of Zhang lingshuo and finds that Zhang lingshuo is also looking at him. He immediately changes his cold face. Zhang lingshuo took a look, but he didn't care. He took back his eyes and looked around at random.

"Oh, oh. I will treat you well. You can rest assured. " Boss Zhang repeatedly promised that he had to pat his chest.

"Good." Uncle Wang turned to open the door for Zhang lingshuo. "Mr. Zhang, I'm really sorry. There's only one hotel in the small town. You can stay here if you don't want to. If you change places later, I'll contact you at any time."

Zhang lingshuo nodded slightly, his expression can not see any thoughts.

"Mr. Zhang, go back to the city in the evening. The accommodation is too much for you. " Fu, the teacher in front of him, couldn't help saying,

"it's nothing. It's just a day or two. You can go back to the city and take another bus. The bus will stay. " He spoke.

"You're not..." The teacher gave a warning.

"It's OK." Give his old master a soothing smile and get out of the car.

"Mr. Zhang, I'll show you upstairs." Boss Zhang quickly came forward and began to warmly receive this distinguished guest.

"Good." Zhang lingshuo answered and signaled the driver to carry his luggage upstairs.

It's a broken house, a broken bed, a broken table and chair.

Zhang lingshuo judged what he saw in his eyes, but the plaque outside the house said "Shengde Hotel". Is this a hotel? In a big city, he can't even compare with the most humble small hotel, but here is the only hotel in the town, and there is also a grocery store. He can't accept the mess in the small black grocery store.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang. It's a small shop here. Don't mind. I've had people buy back the best bedding and toiletries in town. It's noon now. After washing, you can go to bed at night and make sure it's clean. " The little boss of the hotel smiles on his simple smile, which is sincere.

Hearing the news, the leaders of the town rushed up, panting and sweating.

"Mr. Zhang, the conditions here are too..." The leader of the town in the eyes of the hotel owner disdain finally to the mouth of the "simple" two this omitted, "you live in the town's guest house, right? It's vacant now, and it's convenient for you to live there. "

"Mr. Zhang, you live here! I promise you to eat well, live well and sleep well. " The owner of the hotel made an urgent promise. His dark and honest face was very persistent. Mr. Zhang was a big benefactor of the whole town. He could live in his small hotel and walk with wind. He won't give up the chance to make the townspeople admire him.

"I've lived here for a few days. It doesn't matter." Zhang lingshuo nodded faintly. If he lived in the guest house in the town, people would nod and bow in and out, he didn't need it.

"All right. I'm at your service. " The leader of the town collapsed slightly.

"Everything has me. I will never let Mr. Zhang be wronged." The owner of the hotel immediately beamed.

The leader of the town couldn't help but stare at the owner of the hotel who was smiling so brightly, and then look at Zhang lingshuo who was happy and contented. Although Zhang lingshuo was always gentle, he made people obey him involuntarily. If he didn't want all the leaders in the town to fly away, he could only agree to all his requirements.

"Mr. Zhang, would you like to have dinner first or go for a walk in the town?" The owner of the hotel immediately began to serve the distinguished guest with great enthusiasm.

"I'll go out for a walk after I finish my business." Zhang lingshuo went to the window and looked out through the transparent and clean glass window. There was a small bridge standing quietly by the bamboo forest outside the window.

Seeing Zhang lingshuo looking at the scenery outside the window, boss Zhang said with great pride: "although our town is small, the scenery is very beautiful. In addition to large bamboo forests, there are natural caves, clear streams, the most natural fish in the stream, tofu in the East Street, beef powder in the West Street, and steamed buns..."

Zhang lingshuo chuckles and looks at the hotel owner. He really counts the characteristics of the town with his fingers.

"Let me tell you something, one of the boss's steamed buns in our town is really delicious. It's the best steamed buns I've ever eaten..."

"Boss, I want two bags of flour!" A fiery voice came from downstairs. It was still powerful across several walls.

When Zhang lingshuo heard the familiar girl voice, he gently raised his lips."Speak of Cao Cao, and he will come! It's the bun in this shop. Mr. Zhang, take a rest. I'll go with you later. "

Zhang lingshuo waved his hand and let him do whatever he wanted.

"Boss Zhang, come out quickly! The sun is so hot that I'm going to be dry Zhang Qing roared impatiently, a pair of small hands constantly and quickly fanned his face.

"Didn't you just take two bags the other day? Is it used up so soon? " The owner of the hotel went downstairs, quickly moved two big bags of flour, helped to put them on the back seat of the tram, tied them with ropes, and gasped, "your business is still good!"

"Yes, it's very good. Our boss seems to have a problem with money. He is lazy every day and only makes some steamed buns. I've been learning it for a long time, but I can't make it. " Zhang Qing sighed. She doesn't have the boss's ability, but she has the brain to make money.

"Your boss, she's not in good health. You don't know. Let her have more rest. Don't let her do the rough and heavy work, do you know? If she breaks down, no one will make steamed buns for us. " The hotel owner patted her on the shoulder, took the flour money and waved to her.

"Well. That's true. I'm going After waving her hand, she continued to ride her trolley.

"Be careful on the way!" The boss yelled after him.

"I see!" Zhang Qing replied impatiently.

When Zhang lingshuo heard their conversation, he found that he had a strong interest in the boss they were talking about, and even the boss who was supposed to be a competitor cared so much about her (him). Is the townspeople in this small town too simple and friendly, or is that person's self marketing too good? Everyone is deeply concerned about her (him).

"Mr. Zhang, take a rest first. Let's talk about work tomorrow. " The town leader, who has been neglected, spoke in a low voice.

"No, now." Zhang lingshuo picked his eyebrows, went to the broken table and looked at the chair with deep eyes.

The town leader thought that he thought the chair was not clean, so he quickly took out his handkerchief and wiped it on the chair.

"Mr. Zhang, please!"

"Let's go!" Zhang lingshuo took a look and did not say anything. He leaned into his seat.

"Yes." The leaders of the town also sat down and took out a lot of information from the briefcase. "According to statistics, there are 79 kinds of bamboo in our town. Clumping bamboo includes Dendrocalamus latiflorus, Dendrocalamus latiflorus, Phyllostachys spinosa, Dendrocalamus longibranchus, and Penglai bamboo. Scattered bamboo includes mengzongzhu, guirenmianzhu, Mozhu, tangzhu, sifangzhu, and Japanese red bamboo. They are planted by a large area of people with excellent quality These are based on the information you provided last time. Have a look! "

Respectfully handed a thick information to Zhang lingshuo, the town leader will not speak, waiting for him to finish and then continue.

In the evening, Xiao Ruochen came back, put the equipment on his shoulder beside the desk and chair, took out a small bag and handed it to Mo Hui and Zhang Qing, "a gift for you."

"Gifts?" The two spoke in unison.

"Open it up."

Zhang Qing's is a green fruit, but it fell in the middle of the way. After reading it for a long time, she said half seriously and half jokingly, "this gift is really in line with my life. thank you! I'm going upstairs. I'm not your light bulb

Mo Hui took it with a soft smile and opened the bag, revealing a round, granular stalactite.

"I love it!"

"Just like it. But please don't laugh so sad Xiao Ruochen said with a smile.

"Sad?" Don't touch your smile.

"Well, it's sadness. Some sorrows can't be covered up. They are like shadows. If I'm not a photographer, I'll think you're a gloomy and angry woman, but there's a sense of hostility in such a woman, but you don't. You just bury yourself in a corner, and you can't trust your feelings. " Xiao Ruochen truthfully expressed his impressions and looked at Mo Hui.

"Oh." Don't look back at your disappointment.

Mo Hui didn't notice Xiao Ruochen's gaze. She took another look at Xiao Ruochen. She was depressed.

Many years later, Xiao Ruochen thought more than once that she shouldn't have looked at her eyes that year. At least she would not be worried about this woman and would not feel sorry for her.

But where did fate come from.

He not only looked at it, but also could not help holding the woman who looked like a wounded animal in his arms. Photographers are good at discovering and admiring beautiful people and things, and they are eager to protect them.

Xiao Ruochen is like this.

This hug suddenly appeared.

**

early the next morning, Xiao Ruochen raised his camera and kicked the box at the foot of his leg, "do you want to go with me to collect wind?"

"Well." Mo Hui nodded happily, looked down at his slippers and light colored skirt, and then got up in a dilemma, "am I right to wear this?"

"Very good!" Xiao Ruochen laughs and looks very good. Mo Hui stares at his face.

Until he coughed lightly, Mo Hui took back his reckless eyes.

Carrying Mo Hui, the little broken car went on the road in a flash.The road of the small town is not bad, but Xiao Ruochen drives to the bad place of the road, and the road shakes so that both of them can bounce up in the middle position.