If Lao Dao was crying and grabbing the ground here, Zhou Ze estimated that he would really kick it over;

Scolding: old and not serious.

But seeing the way the old way is now,

Boss Zhou was really worried.

You must know that the psychological endurance of the old way is very strong,

Seventy years of ups and downs,

Calculate that it actually came all the way with New China,

How many ups and downs, how many hardships,

In the end, they all gritted their teeth and rushed out.

In the past, no matter what happened, the old Taoist smiled, at least on the spiritual level, he has always been a benchmark, well, a spiritual giant.

But now,

Lao Dao clutched the red sweater with a blank face,

Just squatting like that,

Squatting,

Squatting,

It's like a wood carving.

Zhou Ze walked over and squatted down in front of Lao Dao, "What's wrong?" ”

Lao Dao raised his head, looked at Zhou Ze, his eyes focused as hard as he could, and then smiled habitually,

"Boss, you're here."

"Let's go, let's go back."

Zhou Ze said and picked up Lao Dao.

I didn't ask what happened, if it was in the past, everyone would have joked as much as they wanted, but now that the old way is like this, it's not the time to talk.

The black chick once summarized some of Zhou Ze's temperament,

Thin and cold, it is difficult to take the initiative to give and trust others.

But he is very protective of the people he has identified.

Now

Don't say that the old way doesn't seem to have done anything,

Even if it's really a crime,

Zhou Ze will also take him out of here without saying a word!

"Hey, take a note."

A policeman knocked on the table and said.

Zhou Ze didn't pay attention to it, and led the old way out directly.

The policeman shook his head and said nothing.

Waiting for the car,

Zhou Ze started the car,

Lao Dao, who was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, suddenly turned his head, looked at Zhou Ze, and said:

"Boss, let's go to Dongmen Street."

Lao Dao was still clutching the red sweater in his hand, unwilling to let go at all.

"Okay."

Zhou Ze nodded, did not go back to the bookstore, but drove to Dongmen Street.

There is a RT-Mart on Dongmen Street, but if you go around from RT-Mart and open it a little further, there is a small vegetable market with a small street.

On the street, there are several foot spa shops and hair salons.

Without waiting for Lao Dao to show the way, Zhou Ze slowly drove in, while observing Lao Dao's situation.

Lao Dao's eyes were fixed on a small store called "Qinzu Garden".

Zhou Ze stopped the car.

Lao Dao pushed the car door open, walked down, and took a deep breath.

Although it is difficult for Boss Zhou to understand, if you come to find the eldest sister, you need to have such a heavy face?

Shouldn't the average man go to this kind of place and jump "this is what it feels like to fly"?

Lao Dao sighed, crossed the road, and walked over there, Zhou Ze followed behind, Lao Dao's mental state at this time made Zhou Ze a little uncertain.

Pushed open the door,

There was a middle-aged woman in the store who was sitting there watching TV, and when she saw the customer, she hurriedly got up and said:

"I'm sorry, I'm the only one in the store today, and we're only doing regular ones now."

The meaning of this sentence is,

We could have done the informal before,

The other meaning is,

If you add money, you can also do it informally.

"Big sister, I'm just here to take a look, I'm Fang Xing'er's friend."

After the middle-aged woman heard the word "Fang Xing", her face changed and said:

"Hehe, okay, it's okay, look, I'm from the store next door, and the proprietress is still in the bureau, so ask me to come and see the store."

Lao Dao nodded, "Thank you." ”

"What are you polite, when you are away, you have a sincere friend, which is better than anything else."

The middle-aged woman looked at Lao Dao and sighed a little, and then her eyes fell on Zhou Ze, who was following Lao Dao, and said:

"Little brother, do you wash your feet?"

Zhou Ze shook his head.

In terms of his private life, he is basically rounded up by Yingying, and after getting used to Yingying's gentleness and thoughtfulness and professional skills, some things outside are not attractive at all.

Besides,

This place is only liked by old men like to visit,

It doesn't match Boss Zhou's taste.

"Okay."

The middle-aged woman took two disposable cups, put some tea leaves, poured water, and handed them to Zhou Ze and Lao Dao.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

The middle-aged woman continued to sit back on the couch and watch TV.

Lao Dao walked in on his own, and there was a narrow staircase inside, which was very narrow at first, but when it reached the corner, it was much more spacious, and when he reached the top, the layout of the second floor was much more relaxed, with six or seven separate small rooms.

If it's just a foot, you generally don't need so many small rooms, don't you all press your feet, a large square row of side-by-side chairs is placed there, and it's okay.

Coupled with the pink background here, with their own independent small spaces, men with a little life experience can guess the scale here.

"I said, where is that Fang Xing?"

Zhou Ze asked.

Lao Dao didn't make a sound, just turned around and smiled bitterly at Zhou Ze.

"Man, dead?"

Zhou Ze asked.

Lao Dao closed his eyes and breathed a long sigh of relief.

It's no wonder that an old man is dead.

Lao Dao pushed open the door of a small room,

The pattern in the door is also very small,

It's a half-meter-wide bed and a bedside table, with wet wipes and facial tissues on it, and a small hanging basket on it, and colorful Smurfs.

Lao Dao sat down on the small bed,

Resting the half-knitted red sweater on the bed,

He clasped his hands together,

Keep your head down.

Boss Zhou frowned slightly, is this here to see things and think about people?

"Boss, have you come into contact with any women here?"

Zhou Ze was difficult to answer.

"Heh, look at what I'm asking."

Lao Dao smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Actually, I like it here, because it's real, and as long as you give money, you can be honest with you."

Zhou Ze stood beside him, lit a cigarette, and listened silently.

"The drama is meaningless, what is the previous sentence?" Lao Dao asked, "Oh, you don't have to answer, that's what it means." ”

"But how to say it, in fact, it's all about the same, I rarely come to Fang Xing, I come too often, it's not good, it disturbs other people's lives.

She usually has no business and is empty, so she sends me a >

Fang Xing's son just went to college, and after she was laid off, she relied on doing this to earn tuition for his son.

The living expenses of the family are all supported by her.

In fact, doing this is fast to make money, but it is also tiring, really tired.

And, seriously, she can't make a lot of money, she's old, the club doesn't want her, here, it's the price of fast food, and she has to be half the boss to share it.

After tossing a guest with hard work, it is really not much.

But it's a little more than going to work.

By doing this, she provided for her son to graduate from college and saved up for a down payment.

She told me that as long as her son graduated from college, she could stop and go home, go home, farm, rest, and the days were too tiring.

Now, her son is getting married, so she has to continue, provide for the child to buy a house, help pay off the loan, and reduce the pressure on the child.

Sometimes when I'm not busy, she will send me a WeChat message, and I will come over and chat.

She said to me, "Brother, it's too cold for you to only wear a robe in winter, knit a sweater for you, anyway, it's winter, and she doesn't have many guests."

On this day, the thief is cold, so cold that people even freeze that work. ”

"I'm going to do it."

"She knitted a sweater for me, and when a guest came, she put down the sweater, and when the work was done, she sat on the bed and continued to knit for me."

"I only have a purely monetary relationship with her, I give money every time I come, and I don't think that I can almost get rid of the order or anything.

I don't do this kind of thing, after all, it's not easy for everyone to come out to make money and live. ”

Zhou Ze rubbed his eyebrows, and as a last resort, he interrupted the old man's self-talk and asked:

"Is something wrong with her?"

Lao Dao was silent,

Cover your face with your hands,

Some pain,

Road:

"She also told me yesterday evening that the sweater would be knitted in a few days, let me go, just give it to me, and I said okay.

She lives in a nearby rental house, does not live in the store, the store does not live in the store, and it is inconvenient.

She shares a house there with a few fellow villagers, and there are sisters who do this business.

Yesterday,

Because she came to her aunt,

So I didn't go to work,

Just send me a > at home without saying a word

She told me about her son, her son's house, she wanted to renovate the dilapidated house in her hometown, and she also told me what kind of wife she wanted to give her son.

said a lot, a lot,

She knew I liked to hear this and didn't averse to hearing it.

hehe

I'm in a bookstore,

Ran into some old dead ghosts,

I also like to chat with them.

And then

She heard the cry of a child next door to her house.

Next door to her lives a young couple who come to work and have no children.

She went to see it and found that the child was well dressed, and the child was abducted.

She grabbed the child, yelled, shouted crutches, shouted crutches!

The couple beat her and kicked her, and she held the child and didn't let go.

And then the man,

I picked up the kitchen knife ......"

Lao Dao stretched out his hand and gestured,

"That kind of kitchen knife with a thin and narrow mouth, stabbed it directly, Fang Xing still didn't let go, blood, blood......"

The couple was so frightened that they immediately slipped away, and now the police are still arresting them.

The child stayed,

was discovered,

Fang Xing is dead,

She's dead. ”

Hearing this, Zhou Ze took a deep breath and took a heavy puff of his cigarette.

I also want to say that Lawyer An has asked you for marriage.

But I couldn't say anything.

Lao Dao touched his nose,

Continue to say to yourself:

Fang Xing told me that she knew that the money would come quickly, and it would cut off the possibility of her changing careers by doing other things.

But she's dead anyway, and she's getting older, so she can squeeze this body a few more times.

It's the same as oil extraction,

Squeeze a little more oil and squeeze a little more.

Tut-tut,

I thought that tonight in the book room, maybe I would be able to see Fang Xing again;

But I just looked at her body at the police station.

She only choked her breath after confirming that the child was snatched by her,

She walked peacefully, really peacefully,

This kind of person is not used to transfer in the bookstore.

I'll even see her for the last time,

I can't even see ......."

Lao Dao reached out and grabbed the half-knitted sweater,

Red,

red

It's like it's bloody......

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