Outside, the rain stopped, and the only sound was the ticking of water in the bathroom.

The box containing the tattoo needles was thrown on the sink, and the needles inside were neatly arranged and clean, and they were not left untouched.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the town is quiet in the dead of night.

Rong Guanguan washed his face and feet, and the water was poured by Rong Li for him.

What, can't be washed?

If you can't wash it, you can't wash it clean, and Rong Li throws it in the bathhouse once a week. The children brought by my brother are good to be able to breathe.

Rong Guan Guan slept by himself, the bedroom was on the first floor, Rong Li slept on the second floor, and he did not allow Rong Guan to close the second floor.

After Rong Li finished washing, he didn't go to the bedroom, but entered the locked room next to it, which contained four desktop computers and a wall of surveillance monitors.

He turned on a computer, typed on the keyboard a few times, the screen lit up, and a young face appeared inside, the appearance was a slightly gangster, angular, hard, but very juvenile.

This person has very white skin and a bit of a decadent temperament, quite like an Internet addict teenager.

He shouted, "Sixth brother." ”

"Help me connect." Rong Li said a name.

The "Internet addict teenager" has a quick hand speed: "Give me five minutes." ”

Say five minutes is five minutes, not a second is bad, as soon as the time comes, Rong Li's computer screen cuts out a face, a middle-aged man with a very touching hairline.

"Sixth Master, you look for me."

Rong Li held a dry towel in one hand and wiped his hair indiscriminately: "My eyes," he stopped and leaned forward, "Are you sure it's night blindness?" ”

The middle-aged man with a touching hairline, surnamed Jiang, is a well-known ophthalmologist: "Yes, sure." ”

Rong Li was silent for a while, opened the drawer, took out a piece of toffee, peeled off the candy wrapper, and put it in his mouth: "Don't treat people, you are a quack." ”

Doctor Jiang Yong: Don't spit fragrance in front of the "......" boss, keep smiling, please keep a dignified smile.

The next day, after the rain, the sky was clear, the air smelled of grass, and the wind was still wrapped in the fragrance of seasonal flowers, faint, passing through the wall.

Rong Li didn't go out until nine o'clock, pushed open the courtyard door, and someone accosted him.

"Only now?" What time is it?

It is a middle-aged woman, named Wang Yuelan, who runs a mahjong parlor at her house, and is shouting for people to play mahjong.

Not long after Rong Li returned to Zhuluan Rong Village, he had no contact with the people in the village, and his attitude was lukewarm: "Hmm." ”

Wang Yuelan stared at him a few times: "Rong Li, do you have a partner?" ”

He didn't sleep much, he was in average spirit, and his eyes were a little damp because of sleepiness: "No." ”

"Why don't you introduce one to you?" Wang Yuelan didn't wait for him to answer, and pulled the red line by herself, "My aunt's family has a niece, from He Village, Wujiaba, who just turned twenty this year, and her appearance is the best in their village, and she is tall, why don't you take a line for you, and you will meet?" ”

"No need."

Rong Li buttoned up his sweatshirt and hat and left.

Wang Yuelan was embarrassed, annoyed, and shouted at him: "You are so old, you are still picking." ”

This tone is very disgusting.

The old lady Qiuhua next door to Rong Li happened to come out to buy vegetables, when she heard this, she answered: "Yuelan, what kind of nonsense are you." ”

Wang Yuelan rolled up her sleeves angrily: "It's not my niece, someone came to see her a few days ago, so she didn't agree, my sister-in-law asked her if she had a favorite, she didn't think about it for a long time, and said that she liked the one who received express delivery at the end of the street." ”

The one who receives the express at the end of the street is not Rong Li.

Wang Yuelan's niece is called He Tong, and the old lady Qiuhua has also heard of it, and Wang Yuelan usually likes to praise it.

"My sister-in-law is so angry, my niece has gone to high school, and now she works as an accountant in a garment factory, and her salary is higher than that of many boys. When she said that she had a niece and daughter, Wang Yuelan was proud, and when she talked about Rong Li later, she was very contemptuous.

The old lady Qiuhua is over sixty years old, and she is kind and kind: "A few days ago, Xiao Niang from Wujiazhai came over to say goodbye to Rong Li, do you know which woman is not?" The old lady carried the basket out of the yard, "It's the most beautiful girl in the mayor's family, graduated from 985, opened her own company, looks like a movie star, yes, Rong Li is not worthy of your niece." ”

Wang Yuelan: "......" Is she being scolded?

Rong Li made up for sleep at the convenience store, woke up and went to lunch, just returned to the store, Cheng Ji called, gags for a long time, no serious.

"A female guest just asked you if you have a girlfriend."

Rong Li had no interest in the topic.

Cheng Ji was full of interest: "Rong Li, I think you should find a woman." ”

Rong Li felt that he was sick: "Hang up." ”

Cheng Ji was in his ears and continued to say his: "Do you recognize the Miss Xu who came to my store yesterday?" ”

Rong Li hasn't hung up yet: "I don't recognize it." ”

"I really don't recognize it or I don't recognize it?" He felt that the aura of these two people was delicate.

It's rare, someone who sometimes doesn't want to talk for a day asks: "Are you interested in her?" ”

Cheng Ji is very self-aware, and a person who has never been serious said the most serious sentence in a joking tone: "What virtues do you not know about me?" I'm such a dirty person, how can I touch that kind of clean girl's house. ”

Cheng Ji was a child, forced, he was locked in a cage for two years, and when he came out, he only had one breath.

After that, he played very hard, playing with life, playing with women, and playing whatever was exciting.

Rong Li understated: "Then do you think I can touch it?" ”

He's so good, he's crawling out of his filthy flesh and bones.

Cheng Ji said very objectively: "It's a waste." ”

Rong Li hung up, looked up, and saw the person standing at the door: "Take the express?" ”

Xu Tan bowed his head and walked in.

She should like the cheongsam very much, today she is wearing an apricot color, the weather is a little cold, she put a long knitted cardigan on the outside of the cheongsam, the cardigan has a brooch pinned to the chest, it is a fresh little daisy, the feet are flats, a thin silver chain is tied at the ankle, and the hair is loosely tied with a hosta without any decoration.

The man passing by outside the house stopped and peeked at her.

Rong Li asked, "What day?" ”

She said: "Today. ”

"Tail number."

“0317。”

"Wait a minute."

Rong Li went to the back shelf to look for it, and her delivery was a boxy wooden box, wrapped in a courier bag on the outside.

"Sign." He didn't let go, just took it and asked her to sign it.

Xu Tanxi signed his name and handed the pen back: "Thank you, sir." ”

Strangely, she always called him sir.

Her handwriting is very beautiful and very regular, hairpin flower is small, upright, only in the last stroke of the pen, overflowing a little bit of atmosphere.

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Today, I want to replenish the stock, Rong Li went back late, it was the old lady Qiuhua who went to the kindergarten to pick up the pass, and made him steamed eggs for dinner, and he went to the yard to play after eating.

Before the old lady Qiuhua finished washing her bowl, she heard a child crying outside the yard, she wiped her hands and hurried out to have a look.

It was Rong Xiaochuan, the youngest son of Wang Yuelan's family, who was sitting on the ground and crying, and the six-year-old boy was very fat, and he was crying earth-shatteringly.

There were no adults around, just a few children. Rong Guanguan also sat on the ground, but he didn't cry, hanging his head.

"What's wrong?"

Rong Xiaochuan howled: "Rong Guanguan pushed me!" ”

The old lady hugged Rong Guan Guan first: "Guan Guan, tell grandma, what's wrong?" ”

He sniffed, trying not to cry.

Only then did the old lady realize: "Why is your hand bleeding?" ”

Rong Guan Guan cried: "He scolded my brother!" ”

The old lady hurriedly broke his hand holding his small fist, and saw that the wound was not small and was still bleeding: "Don't cry, don't cry, grandma will take you to the doctor first." ”

"Send it to my house." The girl walked over, wearing a cheongsam, her eyes were gentle and gentle, it was the new tenant of Yin'e's family, "I'm a doctor." ”