Three years is not a long time for Zhang Liuliang, and if the road to the top is followed by a three-year rhythm, it may not be too long.

Zhang Liuliang, who dared to go head-on, took the lead in rounding the name of Qi Dong, the eldest of the three brothers of the Qi family. thus strengthened his difficult road of gnawing hard bones to find the essence of bone marrow.

Thunder couldn't wake up on time at six o'clock, but was pulled back by the scene in front of him that needed to be slowly familiarized with the fact that he had already moved into the Dadi Apartment, Zhang Liuliang began to stand on the balcony.

Fortunately, I persevered for thirty-five minutes today, shook my head and sighed at the fact that I still need to continue to be solid, and then after a simple wash, I boiled two eggs, boiled millet porridge, and rode the three-hand bicycle to work after breakfast.

Longshan Restaurant is still the same Longshan Restaurant, but it is the meaning of missing Liu Jeff, putting aside the meaning of the proprietor's wife, less Liu Jeff and more beast Chu Jiutian, it's worth it!

went to the market to buy vegetables step by step, and then moved the vegetables to choose the vegetables, doing the simple preparation work in the back kitchen, but Zhao Dongjing went into the back kitchen at the wrong time and walked to Zhang Liuliang and whispered: "Come out with me!" ”

Zhang Liuliang followed and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Zhao Dongjing shook his head with his schoolbag on his back and said, "Accompany me to a class reunion in the evening!" ”

"Don't go!" Zhang Liuliang turned his head and was about to walk into the back kitchen.

"Zhang Liuliang, your uncle!"

"It's useless to call uncle, your classmates didn't have a party when they were all long, don't you learn what to do?"

"It's the birthday of one of my best classmates!" Zhao Dongjing glared at Zhang Liuliang fiercely.

"Then you can still think about it!"

"Everyone else is going with their boyfriends, but I don't!" Zhao Dongjing whispered aggrieved.

Zhang Liuliang was thoughtful and said, "Is there an appearance fee?" ”

"Yes!" Zhao Dongjing smiled.

"Squeak with your mother!"

"I said it a long time ago!"

"What about the grace of not dressing up?"

"Let's pick it up!"

"That's it!" Zhang Liuliang smirked.

Zhao Dongjing stuck out his tongue and walked away happily, but Zhang Liuliang met Han Lichuan's shyly eyes.

Zhang Liuliang threw over an unfinished celery in his hand, and scolded with a smile: "Roll the calf!" ”

"Six taels, I found out that you didn't even let go of Lori, if the boss lady knew that you had to light the sky lantern!"

Zhang Liuliang glanced at Han Lichuan and said, "Do I want to secretly tell the proprietress that you keep calling her name in your dreams at night?" ”

"Zhang Liuliang, your uncle!"

"People with such a strong taste also said that Lao Tzu and I, I will whip him hard for nine days!"

Chu Jiutian rolled up his sleeves and said, "Gotcha!" ”

Han Lichuan raised his hand and smiled: "Don't don't, Brother Jiutian, I was wrong!" ”

The six sons watched the battle with their hands in their hands, and threw out a sentence: "It's a shame, even a beast is afraid!" ”

Chu Jiutian said with a smile: "Brother Liuzi, what did you say?" ”

The six sons ran away, Han Wangchuan followed in time, Chu Jiutian chased after him, and there was a happy scene in the back kitchen.

Just after the meal, Zhang Liuliang did not return to the Dadi Apartment during the lunch break, but stayed on duty at the Longshan Restaurant to read a book.

Books suitable for reading at this time are generally light novels and the like, and the brain is generally sluggish during this time period, and Zhang Liuliang, who knows this truth, has also worked choosing reading materials.

In the quiet time of the evening, it is suitable for studying economic data publications, this morning is suitable for foreign language books, and this noon is generally for digesting light novels and other readings.

Zhang Liuliang is actually not picky about books, because in his opinion, as long as it can be called a book, even if it is nonsense, even if there are a million words of nonsense, as long as there are 100 words that are the essence, it is reluctantly acceptable.

After folding the pages of the book steadily, Zhang Liuliang made a cup of strong tea to pass the lazy mental state, and Zhang Liuliang, who was standing in front of the window with a cup of tea, saw an old man squatting on the side of the avenue.

Dressed in tatters, wearing a cowboy hat that only fits in the kind of denim clothes in American blockbusters, staring at a pair of cloth shoes with leaky toes, and carrying a tattered sack in his hand, he squatted on the stone steps at the edge of the avenue, stuffing a dry steamed bun into his mouth.

It must be an old man who is not filial piety, Zhang Liuliang walked out of Longshan Restaurant, ready to carry forward the spirit of Lei Feng.

"Uncle, let's go inside and drink a glass of water!"

The old man raised his head, ignored Zhang Liuliang, and moved to the side, looking unwilling to deal with Zhang Liuliang.

Zhang Liuliang shrugged his shoulders, daring to be a leisurely Tao Yuanming character.

"If you don't go into the house, I'll go find you some food!" Zhang Liuliang threw out this sentence again.

The old man turned around and said stiffly, "Is there any wine?" ”

Zhang Liuliang smiled and said, "Yes! ”

The old man got up and said, "I don't have any money, you invite me?" ”

"Done!" Zhang Liuliang said.

The old man followed Zhang Liuliang into the Longshan Restaurant, left the sack in his hand under the table, and said to Zhang Liuliang: "Serve wine!" ”

Zhang Liuliang walked into the back kitchen, heated the meal, served it, and then took out a bottle of two pots and handed it to the old man.

The old man bit the cap of the bottle with his teeth, didn't use the cup, raised his neck and poured a big mouthful, patted the wine bottle and said, "Cool!" ”

Zhang Liuliang motioned to the old man to eat vegetables, but the old man didn't use chopsticks directly, and reached out and picked up a piece of fat meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

Zhang Liuliang lowered his head to read, and the old man didn't talk to Zhang Liuliang, taking a sip of wine and food, as if Zhang Liuliang was like air when he gave alms.

Half of the bottle of two pots was drunk by the old man, and the dishes on the plate were swept away, and the old man touched his stomach and said: "Fragrant, full, enjoyable!" ”

Re-closing, re-capping the remaining half of the second pot, the old man stuffed it into the sack under the table, and said to Zhang Liuliang: "Do you know who I am?" ”

Zhang Liuliang shook his head and said, "I don't know"!

"Why don't you ask?"

"You say I still need to ask? If you don't say that I asked, it's not in vain, isn't it? ”

"Choke me?"

"I don't mean that!"

"Why do you give to me?"

"I remembered my master who smoked dry cigarettes!"

Zhang Liuliang did see the old man and remembered the eight-catty master of Beiliang Mountain, a stubborn old man who liked to smoke dry cigarettes, sat cross-legged with peanuts and rice in a wine jug and played an erhu song that resounded throughout Beiliang Mountain.

It was also because of this original intention, coupled with the fact that Liuliang himself was so kind in his bones that he drew a sword to help anyone in difficulty, so he walked out of the restaurant to give alms to this old man.

"There are not many young people like you in this society! No one dares to help you up if you fall, you have to consider whether the money in your pocket is enough for others, and I will talk to you more for the sake of your kindness! ”

Zhang Liuliang smiled bitterly, this old man is a little weird, at least a lot more weird than the eight-catty master.

"My name is Sima Wentian!"

"Aang!"

"You don't know the name?" The old man patted the table.

Zhang Liuliang was taken aback and said, "Sima asked the heavens, what's wrong?" Compound surname! ”

"Why is it as simple as restoring the surname?" The old man glared at Zhang Liu.

"Go on!"

"Don't say it, I'm so angry, I don't even know the name of Sima Wentian!"

"Then you won't say it!"

"You, you..."

"What's wrong with me?" Zhang Liuliang smirked.

Zhang Liuliang, who was really amused by the old man, had a good impression of the old man, and strange people naturally had his strangeness, saying that the older the old man was, the more like a child, and the old man in front of him was actually a true portrayal of this saying.

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