Chapter 2 Wang Zheng

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"Xiao Wang, are you off work?"

"Yes, Auntie!" Wang Zheng hurriedly said. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"How's the house looking?"

"I've found it, I'll move in this week when I'm off work!"

"That's good! It's almost the end of the month, don't put it off any longer!"

"I know, don't worry, I'll definitely move out by the end of the month!"

Wang Zheng's answer made the middle-aged woman's expression relaxed, "Okay, you're tired from work, let's rest early!"

"Walk slowly!"

Watching the middle-aged woman go out on her own, Wang Zheng's face showed a trace of bitterness. Without him, this urban village will be demolished soon, and both residents and tenants will have to move out by the end of this month!

Therefore, Wang Zheng is also facing the question of where to go next. As for what he just said, he had already found a house, but he just sent the landlord whose name he still didn't know.

If he didn't say that, Wang Zheng would definitely have preached, and it was not the first time he had learned the sharp lips and tongue of this middle-aged landlady.

In fact, Wang Zheng has also been looking for a house online these days. But the price of a good location is too expensive, and the price is right, but it is too far away from the company and the transportation is inconvenient, so he has not found a suitable one until now!

But there is no way, it is almost the end of the month, and if you don't move, you have to move!

After sighing somewhat helplessly in his heart, Wang Zheng looked at the pitch-black self-built farmhouse courtyard and climbed down the stairs to the third floor.

There are a total of 8 rental houses on this floor of the third floor, but now most of the other tenants have moved away except for him. So, what was once a noisy floor is now quiet and pitch black.

The doors of each rental house are wide open, and each room is full of garbage. Because of the imminent demolition, the landlord is too lazy to clean it.

It's just that Wang Zheng is a boy, and he is not small, otherwise he would not dare to sleep in such a ghost-like place at night.

I took out the key to open the door, pressed the light switch on the side, and the light came instantly, illuminating the rental house of less than 20 square meters.

The furnishings in the room are very simple, a single bed in the corner, a stand wardrobe, a long table, and a chair are all the big pieces!

And the computer on the table is probably the only relatively valuable appliance in this room!

turned on the computer, entered the backstage of the starting point, and after updating more than a dozen novels on his bookshelf every day, the three buns that Wang Zheng bought as his dinner were basically finished.

Considering that I am going to move recently, I am very busy with my work. So Wang Zheng also wanted to take advantage of the convenience of the evening to pack the things in the room that he didn't usually use. It is also easy to carry at that time.

After thinking of it, after briefly summarizing the things that could be packed, Wang Zheng lifted the bed board.

Under the bed board is a space that can store sundries, and Wang Zheng usually puts large bags and plastic bags for things, which does not take up space.

"Hey, I didn't remember that there was a book here!"

After taking out the big bag in the space, looking at the books that appeared at the bottom, Wang Zheng was a little surprised.

Driven by curiosity, Wang Zheng instinctively reached out and picked up the book.

"Bang! smack......!"

At the moment when he put down the bed board, Wang Zheng's face showed a trace of pain.

Looking at the blood stains on his thumb and then at the bed board, Wang Zheng realized that what injured him was a warped nail on the edge of the bed board.

Fortunately, the wound on his finger was not too deep, Wang Zheng found a piece of toilet paper and simply wiped the blood on his finger and then didn't care about it.

"Shennong's Materia Medica"?" Looking at the cover of the book, Wang Zheng was a little surprised.

Wang Zheng is naturally no stranger to the classical masterpiece "Shennong's Materia Medica", but he naturally can't understand this ancient Chinese medical book because he doesn't know much about traditional Chinese medicine.

But this linear "Shennong's Materia Medica" also looks a little old, and the pages are yellowed, which is easily reminiscent of antiques.

Therefore, after simply flipping through it, Wang Zheng put it properly in the drawer of the table.

"Maybe you can make a fortune for your buddy!"

Although he thought so, Wang Zheng also knew that this was unlikely. No one in this world is stupid, and he is not the first tenant of this rental house. If this "Shennong's Materia Medica" was really a treasure, I am afraid it would have been taken away a long time ago.

After putting away this unexpected classical masterpiece, Liu Dong continued his original work.

However, when he was tidying up his room and packing his luggage, he didn't notice that the book "Shennong's Materia Medica" he put in the desk drawer slowly changed.

Wang Zheng's bloodstains stained on the scriptures slowly disappeared like a diluted iodine solution, as if he had been swallowed by the scriptures, and the situation was very weird!

However, no one noticed this strange scene.

"Damn, how I don't remember having so much luggage!"

Looking at the three snakeskin bags that had already been filled before the computer and toiletries were packed, Wang Zheng sighed in his heart.

The most troublesome thing about moving is that there is a lot of luggage, Wang Zheng thinks that he is a poor student, and he rarely buys anything, so he must not have much luggage. But as soon as I packed it, I realized that I was really wrong.

Just a quilt takes up most of the snakeskin bag. The rest of the bits and pieces are even more. Have the heart to throw away what you don't need. But Wang Zheng, who is thrifty by nature, is a little reluctant in his heart, and these things that have followed him since he was a student also embody the good memories of his college days.

"If it really doesn't work, find a car and pull it over!"

The large amount of luggage also dispelled Wang Zheng's idea of moving by himself.

After Wang Zheng cleaned up the room, the time was also eleven o'clock in the evening, and this time was also his fixed time to rest every night. Therefore, after taking a cold shower in the bathroom to cool himself down, Wang Zheng lay on the bed and fell asleep.