Hearing this exclamation, Xue Qi subconsciously looked back to see what was going on, for the first time in her life, she saw a young man's shirtlessness. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In addition to the shame, she was surprised that this man, who had always felt thin and weak, had a stunning figure. The muscles are not large, but they are well-proportioned like a work of art, and what is particularly striking is his muscular forearms and open back like the open neck of an angry cobra, and the explosive power contained in them can be clearly felt even by an outsider like her, who knows nothing about fighting kung fu.

Lao Langzhong stood behind the man, his eyes glaring at the boss.

Xue Qi walked to Lao Langzhong's side and covered his mouth suddenly.

It's not like she's never seen blood, but she's never been so shocking.

The man's back scars crisscrossed like a bloody vine with its leaves removed, spreading its teeth and claws all over its back.

She couldn't bear to look at it anymore, but she couldn't help but want to take a second look, this vicissitudes of life with a strange charm seemed to be able to resist the whole world.

"Young man......" The hot-tempered old man's throat was dry at this time, he swallowed his saliva, and then said apologetically: "The old man retracted what he said before, you are not hypocritical, you are ...... It's too unpretentious, hurry up to the bed over there and lie down. ”

"No need, just go back and sleep and ......" Zhang Zhen closed his mouth very interestingly halfway through his words, as a noodle shop shopkeeper, he ushered in so many dealings with people, he clearly saw that the anger under the surprised eyes of the old man was faintly about to attack, so he had to stand up and obediently lie down on a narrow wooden bed.

At this time, Xue Qi noticed that there were three bruises on Zhang Zhen's back that were very incongruous with the scars, and there were dots of blood oozing out of the skin due to vigorous squeezing.

Lao Langzhong took out a white porcelain bottle and a pack of slender needles, and first gently twisted the needles with his fingers with a serious expression and pierced the needles on Zhang Zhen's back, about a dozen places. After a while, he pulled out the needle again, and then poured out some medicinal oil with a strange fragrance from the white porcelain bottle, and applied it to Zhang Zhen's back, patting and rubbing it while applying, and twisting and pressing it with his thumb in some special positions from time to time.

Tossed back and forth for more than half an hour, and when the busy work was over, the old man breathed a sigh of relief, and his head was full of beads of sweat.

Zhang Zhen was lying on the bed, at first he felt some hot stinging pain in his back, but later he felt a kind of hot comfort like a sweat. Seeing that Lao Langzhong was already busy, he stretched out his hand to prop himself up and got out of bed, took his long shirt and put it on.

Lao Lang Zhong was taking medicine from a row of drawers that discharged medicinal herbs on the east wall of the medical hall, and when he turned around and saw Zhang Zhen who was buttoning the button, he was dumbfounded as if he had seen a ghost: "You...... Don't you feel pain? ”

Zhang Zhen said a little dazedly: "It doesn't hurt, it feels very comfortable, the old man's medical skills are really clever." Zhang Zhen didn't know how to use medicine, so he couldn't say why, he just felt that his body was indeed much more comfortable and brisk than before, so he patted the old man's ass, anyway, he didn't want money to say good things.

The old man sighed lightly with some emotion: "How many people have the old man treated and injured people, I can't count them, I have seen those with hideous faces and clenched teeth, I have seen those with pale faces and expressionless faces, there are many people who can bear it, but I have never seen you so enduring, young man, it's amazing......"

Zhang Zhen scratched his head and said, "I really don't feel any pain." ”

Lao Langzhong glanced at Zhang Zhen with some unhappiness and said, "I don't know what you were doing, and I don't have the heart to investigate." Old man, I have been a langzhong all my life, and I don't think I am a quack, and I know how heavy your injuries are. ”

Seeing that the old man seemed to be about to lose his temper again, Zhang Zhen decisively chose to shut up.

Lao Lang Zhong weighed a few medicinal materials, put them in a piece of paper and threw them on the table, and said with a cold face: "It's useless for you to hold on at this time, it's really your responsibility at night, take this bag of medicine back and fry it, calm your nerves, and you can sleep better when the time comes." ”

Seeing this, Xue Qi was very considerate and helped Zhang Zhen bring the medicine.

Lao Langzhong yawned, and after asking Zhang Zhen to pay for the medicine, he waved his hand very unceremoniously, without any intention of attracting repeat customers.

The two of them left the medical hall, it was still early, Zhang Zhen glanced at the girl next to him with his spare eyes, hesitated, turned his head and asked, "Xue Qi, where do you live?" Why don't I send you back first? ”

Xue Qi shook his head and said, "No, Brother Zhang, I'll send you first." "It's not loud, but it's not refusal.

The land where Zhang Zhen lives is in the southwest of Tongyu City, and the official name is called the old city, and the people in the neighborhood are more accustomed to calling it the slum, which is a very chaotic place, poor, dirty, cheap chicken nests and ruffians running around.

Zhang Zhen has a small courtyard from here, renting it, and the reason why he chooses to rent a house here is one - cheap. He wasn't very particular about where he lived, and it was enough to have a place to sleep.

When he arrived at the gate of the small courtyard, when Zhang Zhen took out the key to open the door, he suddenly felt a twitch in his shoulders and back as soon as he raised his hand, and subconsciously took a breath of cool air and his shoulders drooped. Seeing this, Xue Qi hurriedly stretched out his hand to support Zhang Zhen, and said very worriedly: "Brother Zhang, what's wrong with you?" ”

Zhang Zhen breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's nothing, suddenly a little uncomfortable, it's okay." ”

Xue Qi looked at Zhang Zhen and didn't say anything more, but took the key from Zhang Zhen's hand very obediently, and opened the courtyard door while trying to help Zhang Zhen.

When crossing the threshold, Xue Qi held his petite body hard, trying to hold Zhang Zhen up as much as possible, and at the same time lowered his head, staring at Zhang Zhen's feet cautiously, afraid that he would be tripped by the threshold. Zhang Zhen's body shape is a little thin, but it is not light, only two or three steps, the girl seems to have spent a lot of effort and attention, a thin layer of sweat oozes from her forehead, she gasped slightly, but tried her best to suppress it so that Zhang Zhen could hear it.

Zhang Zhen looked at her serious and cautious expression, felt her little hand under her armpit that was trembling with force, and suddenly felt a little moved in her heart, as if a soft place was gently touched by another soft.

It was easy to get into the house, Xue Qi helped Zhang Zhen to the bedroom to lie down, and ran in and out of the boiling water to decoction the medicine. Zhang Zhen's kitchen at home has not been lit for a long time, and it is very dirty, she is busy cleaning up, and she does not forget to hand Zhang Zhen a hot towel and bring a glass of water.

"Alright, sit down and rest for a while." Zhang Zhen looked at her hair stuck to her forehead with sweat, and subconsciously reached out to help her pick it up, Xue Qi was very shy and avoided it, and pulled her hair behind her ears.

At this time, the sun was setting in the west, and the golden sunlight shone in through the door and shone on the girl's side face, leaving Zhang Zhen with a heart-warming soft silhouette.

"Brother Zhang, are you hungry? What do you want for dinner? I'll do some for you. Xue Qi said softly.

Zhang Zhen looked at this gentle and pure face, smiled, and said, "No need, I don't cook often by myself, and I don't prepare anything at home." ”

Xue Qi didn't insist anymore, but Zhang Zhen suddenly felt a faint loss in his heart. It should be a very comfortable and heart-warming thing to sit opposite such a lovely person, eat a light meal and talk about family life, but unfortunately there is no chance today.

The smell of decoction gradually filled the kitchen, and the two were silent for a while, Xue Qi suddenly blinked his eyes and said, "Brother Zhang, why do you want to open a noodle restaurant?" Do you like to eat noodles? ”

Zhang Zhen thought for a while and said, "If you eat too much fish and meat, you will get tired, but noodles will not." The same is pasta, compared to steamed bread, the noodles are much rounder, you don't need to add any side dishes, you can have a big bowl, simple, and flavorful. Since I left home and came to this small city, the first meal I ate was a bowl of noodles, and it was good to open a noodle restaurant after thinking about it, and there is now Zhangjia Noodle Restaurant. ”

"Wow, that's so knowledgeable." Xue Qi laughed, and finally stopped being as restrained as at the beginning, and looked at Zhang Zhen's eyes with sparkling eyes, a little admiration.

After the medicine was decocted, Xue Qi served Zhang Zhen and drank the medicine, and covered Zhang Zhen with a quilt, probably because the medicine worked, or it was tossed for a day, and the person who lay down at this time was a little sleepy, and Zhang Zhen felt a little sluggish. Seeing this, Xue Qi gently exited the bedroom and closed the door smoothly.

When Zhang Zhen opened his eyes again, it was already dark, and he didn't know how long he had been asleep, but he remembered that he had a wonderful dream in a trance.

I can't remember the contents of the dream, but the feeling of peace and relaxation is still there.

He was awakened by hunger.

Standing up and lighting the oil lamp, when he walked out of the bedroom, he subconsciously held the lamp and shone it in the hall, and his eyes lit up. The whole hall was clean, the tables and chairs were wiped and placed neatly, the things thrown on the floor were cleaned up, and even the floor was swept again.

On the small square table near the bedroom, an iron pot is covered.

Zhang Zhen was a little puzzled, the whole room was cleaned up so neatly, why there was a separate iron pot buckled here, so he put down the oil lamp and opened the iron pot to see.

He was suddenly stunned, and the softness in his heart was like a flood that burst the embankment.

There is a bowl of noodles buckled under the iron pot.

A very simple bowl of home-cooked noodles, crisp noodles, green vegetable leaves, and a poached egg with white and yellow on top.

Zhang Zhen raised his head and looked around blankly, he really hoped that he could find the gentle and pure girl in a corner of the room, and he really hoped that she would come over and say to him gently, "Eat, taste if it suits your appetite." ”

Twenty-five years, a quarter of a century, this is the first time that someone has made a bowl of noodles for him alone and attentively.