Zhang Defu saw that Wu Dalang had disappeared, turned around and said to Zhao Youcai with some anger: "You are rich, you usually see that you kid is dumbfounded, but at the critical moment, you actually know how to please Boss Wu." ”

As soon as Zhao Youcai came back, he put the meat in his mouth, and he was a little puzzled by Zhang Defu's words.

Zhao Youcai, who hadn't swallowed the meat yet, said vaguely: "What? When was this? How did I not know? ”

Zhang Defu is not angry, at this time, Zhao Youcai is still pretending in front of him, such a person must be a real hammer.

"Don't admit it yet, didn't you please Boss Wu just now when you ran to the counter like the wind to get the key? Actually, you can ask for it, and I'm not jealous of anything, but it's a bit disgusting if you don't admit it. ”

"Huh? I didn't think about pleasing Boss Wu when I sent the key. ”

"So what do you think? Let's hear it. ”

"I had an idea at the time, which was to give the key to Boss Wu and ask him to leave quickly. That way he won't get in the way of me eating, I'm so hungry. ”

Zhang Defu: "......"

Wang Fugui: "......"

The two of them don't know what to say about Zhao Youcai, this idea is really right.

Anyway, Boss Wu is gone now, and there are still more meals on the table, so it's time to show your real appetite.

After dinner, it was already dark, and there were not many pedestrians on the road. Why there are not many pedestrians may be summed up in a witticism.

One day, Xiao Ming asked his father: Are all fathers smarter than their sons? Dad: Absolutely. Xiao Ming: Then why did Edison invent the electric light and his father didn't? Dad: The lights are blind, Edison's dad is busy making ** Dickson.

Therefore, we probably understand the reason why there were fewer people at night in ancient times, and under the black light, it was very boring, and we could only play a small game of making people.

Of course, this is relative to the poorer peasant families, and those rich children can go to more places at night. Eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling are their daily activities.

So, we probably know another fact: why poor families have more children.

The so-called once born and twice ripe, now when Wu Dalang took Pan Jinlian's hand and walked on the street together, Pan Jinlian didn't keep her head down. People have also become a lot bolder, walking side by side with Wu Dalang, like a loving little couple.

When he was halfway there, Wu Dalang asked softly, "Jin Lian." ”

"Yes." Pan Jinlian responded.

"Are you tired? I'll carry you back. ”

"I'm not tired, I'm not tired."

Pan Jinlian shook her head and waved her hand, although she may really be a little tired, but she must not be tired, let Da Lang carry her, she always feels that she is riding on Da Lang's head, which is a bit rebellious.

Wu Dalang squatted down and said, "If you're not tired, come up." ”

Pan Jinlian was a little stunned, and asked blankly: "... Why do you have to carry it if you are not tired? ”

Wu Dalang said as a matter of course: "What I just thought was that if you are not tired, I will carry you, and I will not carry you if you are tired." ”

Pan Jinlian squinted her eyes and said, "Then I'm tired now." ”

Wu Dalang, who was squatting on the ground, couldn't help but laugh and said: "I have changed my mind now, I will carry you if you are tired, and I will not carry you if you are not tired." So, come on. ”

Pan Jinlian pouted and said, "Da Lang, how can you be like this." That's not what you just said. ”

Wu Dalang said with a smile: "Haven't you heard a sentence, men are fickle." Hurry up. Squatting again, my feet are numb. The numbness in my feet is terrible, and I may be half-paralyzed in the future, and I will never be able to walk again. ”

"Okay, okay, don't talk about it. I can't come up yet. ”

Pan Jinlian glanced left and right, and found that no one was looking at them, so she quickly stuck to Wu Dalang's back like a little girl stealing honey.

Pan Jinlian was very helpless, she didn't let Da Lang carry it, Da Lang even cursed himself, it was really terrible. Sure enough, it's the same as what Da Lang said: You'd better be obedient, disobedient, I'm crazy and even I'm afraid of myself.

Wu Dalang carried Pan Jinlian on his back and walked home step by step, very down-to-earth.

Pan Jinlian lay on Wu Dalang's back and fell asleep slowly like a little girl, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, she should have had a sweet dream.

When he returned home, Wu Dalang gently pushed the door open.

Even though Wu Dalang was already very careful, the old wooden door still made a creaking sound.

Wu Dalang turned his head slightly, and he was relieved to see that Pan Jinlian was not woken up.

After entering the house, Wu Dalang slowly put Pan Jinlian on the bed and covered the quilt.

In the dim light, Wu Dalang looked at the sleeping Pan Jinlian with a smile on his face. Bending down slightly, he slowly withdrew from the room after kissing Pan Jinlian on the forehead.

Wu Dalang didn't go to bed, tomorrow is the opening of the restaurant, he still has some self-knowledge, he can't guarantee whether he can get up after sleeping.

Wu Dalang took a small stool and walked out of the room, sat down and looked up at the moon in the sky.

The moonlight tonight is very good, and the bright moonlight is sprinkled on Wu Dalang's body, which looks extraordinary... Thriller.

Wu Dalang doesn't care if he is scary at the moment, if it is really scary, then it is just as he wishes, without electronic products, boredom can only be like this.

Wu Dalang saw that the moon had set in another direction, and probably knew that it was already late at night, maybe it should be two or three o'clock.

At this time, the street was quiet, and occasionally a few dog barks were heard, and I don't know if the people who stole the chicken and the dog really touched the dog, which caused the dog's dissatisfaction.

Wu Dalang, who had nothing to do, let his thoughts run wild, and he didn't have the idea of pulling them back on track at all, and there was a little bit of fun in thinking about it.

Quietly a drunk man appeared on the street, still holding a wine bottle in his hand, staggering past the door of Wu Dalang's house, his head swaying from side to side.

The drunken man always felt that something was wrong after walking over, and he silently turned back again, realizing that he might not have been dazzled just now, and there was really a person sitting at the door.

The drunk man was a lot more sober, and dense beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he felt that he might be really dazzled, how could anyone be sitting there at this time.

The drunk rubbed his eyes, took a deep breath, and looked back through the gall of the wine.

There was really a man at the door, and that man was still on him... Laugh.

Wu Dalang smiled and said from far and near: "Let's look at the moon together..."

"What the hell... Ghost... Ghost... Ahh

The drunkard ran up and down, and the bottles were thrown out by him, falling to the ground with a crisp sound.

Wu Dalang looked at the drunk man who was running like the wind and said slowly: "Sure enough, people have endless potential, and everyone is actually Bolt, but you are too lazy to dig into it." ”

Wu Dalang silently poured a bowl of chicken soup... Although, in the middle of the night it was a little greasy.