Chapter 140: Reopening the commissary

Just listening to the click, Zhou Xianbai felt as if something in his body was broken, accompanied by a burst of heartache.

Zhou Xian's face was as white as ashes, and the only thought in his mind was that it was over, the old man's chastity, the old man's first time, and the old man's image were all ruined.

It was ruined on such a wine, and it was a mistake to drink.........

What a painful realization.

How should I meet the two of them in the future, I can't hold my head up for the rest of my life.

Zhou Xianbai covered his head with his hands, his face painful.

The whole person was gloomy, but Fang Hui comforted Zhou Xianbai very lightly, and patted his shoulder, "Little brother, don't be so desperate, it's a good thing to be seen by three big beauties, ordinary people don't have this treatment, and even if you take advantage of other people's two little girls, people are just shy and not angry, which shows that people are interested in you, which is a good thing." ”

Zhou Xianbai shook his head as if he was demented, "Sister Fang Hui, don't say it, I want to be quiet." ”

Just when Zhou Xianbai was wandering at the bottom of the abyss, Zhou Shihai suddenly spoke, "Xian'er, I have something I want to discuss with you, my injuries have almost healed recently, and I can basically go by myself, I plan to clean up the commissary again and reopen it, although I have Xiaohui to help at home, but I still want to earn more money to subsidize the family, although your grades are so good now, your mother and I are very pleased, but it takes a lot of money to go to martial arts university." ”

"It's all because I'm useless, not only did I not earn money, but I also spent the family's savings for such a long time, I'm in a hurry to stay at home every day, it's better to go out and earn some money, we have paid the money in front, there shouldn't be so many things." ”

Zhou Xianbai looked at Zhou Shihai's self-reproachful expression, and knew that these words must have been held in his heart for a long time, he knew his father's character, many things would be silently hidden in his heart and not said, it seemed that his heart should be very tormented during this period of cultivation, since he planned to say it at the dinner table, he must have discussed it with Fang Xiaocui.

Sure enough, Zhou Xianbai set his eyes on Fang Xiaocui, and Fang Xiaocui nodded, signaling that they were one idea.

Zhou Xianbai remembered the dilapidated and old account book, the commissary was of great significance to Zhou Shihai, and Zhou Xianbai spent most of his childhood in the commissary when he was a child, so the father and son of the Zhou family have special feelings for the commissary, and it is basically impossible for his father to give up the commissary.

It's just that now Zhou Xianbai's strength is growing rapidly, and Zhou Shihai respects Zhou Xianbai's ideas, so he communicates with Zhou Xianbai in a consultative tone.

Zhou Xianbai hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"Okay, Dad, I'll help you during the school holidays. "After the class challenge, the school will have half a month off to give the participating students plenty of time to recover, after all, some people are injured, and if they return to school, they will face the severe test of the martial arts exam.

Zhou Shihai nodded fiercely, "Okay, good!" There were some tears rolling in his eyes.

After lunch, Fang Xiaocui and Fang Hui both went to work, leaving only the father and son of the Zhou family to come to the commissary that had not arrived for a long time, Zhou Shihai's legs were already good, and they had reached the point of quickly removing the plaster, mainly because Meng Qianyun had nothing to do with the nutritional products sent to Zhou Shihai very supplemented, which was very conducive to the recovery of bone injuries, so in such a short period of time, Zhou Shihai's injuries recovered very well.

It's just that the appearance of the commissary that hasn't been here for a while doesn't look so good, I don't know if it was a street gangster or other bad teenager who used spray can paint to give the roller shutter door above the commissary a lot of bells and whistles, and there was a lot of garbage at the door.

It seemed that he needed to clean up for a while, but Zhou Shihai was very happy, and he was not affected by the dirty faΓ§ade at all.

With the concerted efforts of the father and son, the door of the commissary was soon cleaned again, and only a small part of the commissary was messed up, which was caused by Meng Qianxing's rush into the store last time.

The familiar scene reminded Zhou Xianbai of the situation at that time, I really don't know if Meng Qianxing hadn't rushed into the store and didn't involve herself, maybe she would be in a different situation now.

Zhou Xianbai couldn't help but smile when he remembered Meng Qianxing's pungent appearance at that time, but then remembered that he took advantage of the two of them yesterday, and his face became very strange.

After more than an hour of cleaning, the commissary was back in business.

I don't know what the reason is, the commissary has just resumed business, and it has begun to have customers come to buy things, although it is not a large thing, but the commissary has indeed begun to open, and I am seeing the income of ten or twenty yuan.

Zhou Shihai's always unsmiling face blossomed.

Just when Zhou Shihai felt that his commissary could be revitalized, a middle-aged man in a black uniform walked in, with the word 'patrol' hanging on his shoulder.

At first glance, it looked like a patrol person, this middle-aged man was thin and thin, without a few pieces of meat on his body, and his two mustaches grew above his mouth, and he didn't look like a good person.

However, the patrol badge on his shoulder is blue on the bottom, not black, indicating that he is not the patrol leader, just an ordinary patrol member.

Walking into the commissary with a figure-eight step, "What does Mr. need?"

Zhou Xianbai asked.

"Give me all your best cigarettes and liquor. ”

"How much do you need, sir?"

"Hmm...... Just take a cigarette, a bottle of bar, I'll come out alone today, I can't take that much. ”

Hearing that this was a big customer, Zhou Xian walked in with a bottle of spring wine and a cigarette.

"Hello, everything you want is here, a total of 2,800 yuan, thank you for your patronage. ”

Bazihu frowned and looked at the cigarettes and wine in the bag, a little dissatisfied, "Hey, why are these wine and cigarettes so cheap, how about the cigarettes and wine that Lao Tzu usually smokes, and the wine he drinks is also tens of thousands, and today's grade is too serious, forget it." If it weren't for the closure of the nearby supermarket, I wouldn't have come to such a shabby commissary to buy something, so be it. ”

After complaining, he took his things and prepared to go outside, "Hey, wait a minute?"

Zhou Xianbai stopped the mustache, and the mustache looked back at Zhou Xianbai impatiently, "What's wrong, kid?"

"Sorry, your money hasn't been paid yet. ”