Chapter 040: Old Zhou

"Sister."

I laughed, where did I talk about it? Because of Zhang Ruolei? I looked down and looked up again.

"Don't dare to be."

"Sister."

I turned around and walked in the opposite direction of her. Xiao Ye was silent behind me, and only the propagandists of the driving school chased after me desperately.

"Sister, sister, if you still can't sign up, you won't have these discounts in a few days."

"Nothing? Sister has no money? ”

I didn't look back, and I said this to him in my heart.

After a few days, I really signed up for a driving school, and I went out to practice every afternoon, and no one in the company cared about me. Our current students, a bunch of men and women, doing everything, an uncle surnamed Zhou successfully attracted my attention, about fifty years old, the body is hard, he said that he went to the gym every other day, used to be a Chinese teacher, and he did talk well, what he said implied landscape, very meaningful, and said it is unacceptable to say it without revealing his face.

I also love sports, especially mountain climbing, and the surrounding hills and hills are no problem. They also took me to climb once, they have an outdoor group, a group of men and women who are keen on outdoor sports, I followed the preparation of equipment, buy and buy, go to rush a count, when I went to the team, when the whole team was under the mountain, Lao Zhou helped me correct my mistakes, saying that this has to be so neat, that has to be so done, I don't understand, hands-on ability is an idiot.

He smiled heartily and helped me get everything back in place.

These people are all positive and sunny, and it really affected me, but my physical strength is not good, and I climbed less than two steps to let people throw people out of the country, only Lao Zhou accommodated me, I was so tired that I was wheezing, and he was the old god, and he could talk to me while crawling. After climbing for a while, I will only have the breath coming out but not the incoming air.

I waved my hand at Lao Zhou and said Brother, I should explain here if I climb down again.

He looked at me and wanted to unload the gear I was carrying. said that with your brother Zhou here, can you still explain to this place?

I wiped my sweat and said no, I really can't, I really want to sit where to rest for a while, but this mountain does not allow novices like us to rest, I don't even dare to sit, I look up and look up, dizzy, look down, legs and stomach tendons.

I'm starting to regret it, it's hard to catch up for the weekend, why don't you rest at home honestly, what are you doing here? I said Lao Zhou, I want to go home.

I was crying, and I felt that I was really hypocritical and ashamed now.

Lao Zhou smiled and stretched out his hand to me. I hesitated, stretched out my hand, and was about to pull, but was pulled by the other hand without saying anything.

When I looked up, it turned out to be Zhang Ruolei. He's fully armed, when will he get better with this?

I didn't have time to be surprised that he had some kind of belt around my waist, one end to me and the other to him. He took me up with him, and no matter how much I shouted at him to slow down, he ignored him, anyway, he dragged and dragged and climbed. When I reached the top of the mountain, I felt that my whole body had collapsed, and I would never get up again when I lay in the open area at the top of the mountain. Zhang Ruolei and Lao Zhou stood very close, and the two talked quietly from time to time, as for what they were talking about, I couldn't hear clearly, and I didn't have the energy to think about it anymore.

I don't think I'll ever want to go out and climb mountains again in my life.

Both of them came prepared, took out rich food, I ate a little, and rested for a long time, and then I felt as if my limbs were still on my body, or my own.

Stand up and start the activity, it is really a glance at the mountains, the distant mountains are like daisies, the dense jungle rises up patches of white mist, the eye is extreme, the sky is high and the water is far away. People stand on the top of the mountain, their vision is different, their mood is different, and the world seems to start different.

The strangest thing is that Zhang Ruolei put me up the mountain, he didn't talk to me much, only chatted with Lao Zhou there, and the two of them pointed at each other from time to time, which was quite a bit of a hateful meeting.

And when I went down the mountain, Lao Zhou wanted to take my backpack, Zhang Ruolei also wanted to take it, I said I can do it myself, I heard that going down the mountain is easier than going up the mountain, the two looked at each other and smiled, no one spoke, Zhang Ruolei went around behind me and began to untie the backpack on my body, it was useless for me to protest, and it was up to him, I think he could carry two big bags? But he ignored me, and when I went down the mountain, I realized that it was not easier than going up, the mountain was uneven, slightly steep, and every step I took felt like I was about to roll down and die in the great rivers and mountains of this motherland.

So he cursed all the way in his heart: Why do you have to ask for your own hardship? Is this not idle, sick, and crooked?

Zhang Ruolei kept pulling me, his palm was as wide and warm as ever, and at the same time gave me strength. He was by my side, and I had learned a lot, and even mischievously thought, if I really want to roll down, I won't let go without that rope to tie the dog, and I won't let go, grab you, and roll down the mountain with you.

When I finally reached the foot of the mountain, I seemed to have shed a layer of skin, and I had no strength to speak. Lao Zhou doesn't know how to drive, he and I both came by other people's cars in this group, Lao Zhou invited me to return or join him, Zhang Ruolei stopped from the side and said that he wanted to send me back.

I asked Lao Zhou again, otherwise you will always take my car and let's go together!

"You're old!"

I saw that the muscles on Lao Zhou's face shook unnaturally twice, and in this compartment, all my bags had already gotten into Zhang Ruolei's car.

Familiar location and familiar people, but there was nothing to say all the way in the car. Maybe I was too tired, too physically exhausted, and the car swayed, and then I fell asleep in a daze, and I was still climbing the mountain in my dream, and I was half tired to death.

I don't know how long I slept, but I gradually woke up, and I started to think that I was at home, but I immediately reacted that it was not. It was in Zhang Ruolei's car, and the seat had been flattened by him at some point, and he sat next to him, staring at me with big eyes and gradually waking up.

The car is parked in the city now, it is dark and dark, there is not even a light, and there is an endless emptiness and darker darkness on both sides, and there is no edge to be seen at a glance.

I rubbed my eyes and sat up straight, and he silently passed the water from the side. I took it, and when we used to be together, he knew that the first thing I did when I woke up was to find water to drink, and my heart ached, and he remembered it, and reached out to take it.

You can't fight against your own nature, I'm really thirsty.

Open the lid, tilt your head, pour yourself a few sips of coo-dong-dong, and drink comfortably, then adjust the height of the bottle, and slowly feed yourself a few more sips. When he had drunk enough, he handed over two more foods, one small snack and one canned luncheon meat.

I looked at it, I thought, I'm really hungry, I don't want to pay attention to anything at this time, I took it, the can gently pulled the lid and got up, I feasted up, and after eating two bites, I remembered him, and I said you come too.

He looked at me, put one hand on the steering wheel and didn't move, then looked at the food, and said you eat, I'm not hungry.

"Enough."

I said, while looking for convenient chopsticks in his car, I didn't look around. I handed him a plastic bag.

"Use it, hand."

He looked at the plastic bag, and his head shook like a drum.

"Then you take chopsticks, I'll use this."

Once again, I propose.

He took the chopsticks, then the plastic bag, opened the window, and threw the plastic bag out of the window. Then he picked up a piece of luncheon meat and handed it to me.

Once upon a time, he fed me, and I fed him.

"Hurry up."

He urged me, and I opened my mouth and took the food he handed over.

After that, it's much more logical.

But there is no feast in the world.

The lights were on, he caused a sensation in the car, and the car drove smoothly on the road when it came, but the people on the road could not return to the beginning. He parked the car at the entrance of the community, and he put me down.

The love between men and women is like this car, the man is the driver, and the driver will put you down at any time, the person in the car is passive, and you will get off when people tell you to get out of the car.

I said, "Thank you." "I don't look back.

When I woke up the next day, I felt that every joint of my body was painful. Lao Zhou came to WeChat and asked me if I was going to practice driving? I said I think I'm going to die soon, and I'm still going to practice?!

He sent a grinning smirk.

I got up and cleaned up briefly, and after eating, I don't know which meal it was, Lao Zhou said that he must take me to climb the mountain again.

I said to go hiking the mountain? I'm not going, I don't want to go again for the rest of my life.

Lao Zhou said that exercise is a perseverance, you can't do this. Take advantage of this momentum to get a bang.

I said no, I can't do it, I don't want to do it now. Whoever loves to go in one go, I raise my hands and feet in surrender.

Lao Zhou, this old man, is stubborn enough, if he asks me to send a position, he wants to come to me.

I haven't seen him a few times, and I don't know him that well, not to mention, I didn't think about turning him into a so-called best friend in my life, in fact, I didn't even think about making friends in general.

I was hesitating, and Lao Zhou sent another message. When I looked, it was his location. Lao Zhou said, otherwise, you come to me, don't you say that you want to invite me to dinner to thank you? It's better to choose a day than to hit the day.

I really said that I would invite him to dinner, but that was purely the diplomatic rhetoric of my great Chinese nation, who can really take it seriously?

But at this time, I was embarrassed to let the family say this, so I set the itinerary and I went to find him.

There is a huge area outside the city, which is antique. But it scared me, I said that you are a local tyrant. Lao Zhou smiled, I said no, no, you are also a Confucian businessman, Hao, but never.

Lao Zhou laughed again.

When meeting with Lao Zhou, don't talk about the wind and snow, don't talk about love and hatred, and don't talk about the shortcomings of parents. Old Zhou Bo is through the past and the present, and he loves to tell you about the ancients, and it is also lace news, either the history of barnyard officials or the rank of news. I listen to a fresh, but also interesting, sometimes I can understand a little bit of the worldly truth from what he said, which can make me touch it for a long time.

Tasteful.

Lao Zhou doesn't ask about my private life, he doesn't ask what he wants to know, and he doesn't get greasy, and he never gropes for excuses to show your skin and flesh, which is also an important reason why I like to be with him.

Lao Zhou learned to drive fast, and he got started in a few days, and later he said that he would have been driving, but he didn't have a license, and it was not legal to drive, so he came here to learn one, and it was reasonable and legal to want to drive by himself in the future. It was only then that I learned that Lao Zhou had a lot of private collections in the local collection world, all of which were hard currency, eye poison, and what could not be called true or false had to let him pass through, and he was straight at the sight, saying that it was true was true, saying that it was false was false, and that the truth was true or false all depended on Lao Zhou's words.

However, no one in the collection world dares to call him Lao Zhou, they are all called Mr. Zhou.