A person's destiny is, of course, dependent on self-struggle, but it is also necessary to take into account the course of history......

For example, now, I just went to the cemetery to finish the old way of five or seven for the big girl in the massage parlor who was killed by traffickers.

He himself did not know that he had been given a new sacred mission by his boss in Yangzhou.

Fang Xing'er left, according to the people in the police station, her family came from her hometown, but because the news that the murderer was also dead soon broke out, seeing that she couldn't get any compensation, her family simply left directly, and didn't even care about Fang Xing'er's body.

It has been in the morgue for a long time, this is not an ownerless corpse, and it is inconvenient for the police to deal with it according to the process of treating the ownerless corpse.

This kind of thing is not unprecedented.

Later, after Lao Dao heard about this from Lao Zhang, he went to the police station to sign a claim form, brought the body back, and personally paid out of his pocket, bought a cemetery, and buried Fang Xing'er.

In the eyes of outsiders, maybe Lao Dao's move is a bit silly, infinitely close to two hundred and five.

But Lao Dao felt that he should do this, Fang Xing'er knitted a red sweater for herself before the accident, even if it was for the sake of that sweater, she should do it herself.

In addition, Fang Xing'er actually died quite a great death, if it weren't for her sensitive identity and not suitable for hype, it might not be such a cold situation.

Fang Xing'er's husband and son all rely on Fang Xing'er to "work" outside alone to earn money support.

One is playing money in his hometown, the other is in college, and the two men are attached to Fang Xing'er's body thirsty for blood, but when the person leaves, no one really looks at her anymore.

The old way is not worth it for Fang Xing'er.

But this kind of thing is really too much, the world is hot and cold, and people are indifferent, which seems to have gradually become the main theme of the current atmosphere.

Walking out of the cemetery park, Lao Dao got into the car, and the car was still Xu Qinglang.

Lao Dao has no plans to buy a car recently,

Because he found a problem,

The car in the library is prone to breakdown.

Either it was crashed or blown up,

in a word

The lifespan is really frighteningly short.

It is only the masters of Lao Xu and Lawyer An who are not bad at money that they can choose a new car as soon as it is scrapped.

The little monkey remained in the car with a bag of peanuts peeling in front of him.

After Lao Dao sat in, the little monkey grabbed a handful of peanut pulp in front of him and sent it to Lao Dao.

"Squeak squeak!"

Grandpa, eat!

Lao Dao smiled, took the peanuts, put a few in his mouth, and a few more into the little monkey's mouth.

One person and one monkey, but they are happy in the car.

I started the car, went back to the bookstore, passed a farmer's market on the way, Lao Dao went to buy some fruits and dried fruits and other things, and when I arrived at the bookstore, I first went to the pharmacy next door, gave some fruits to Fangfang and the others there, and visited Gou Salary again.

He was encouraged to recuperate with peace of mind and strive to be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible.

Hook should have listened to it, with tears in his eyes.

Back at the bookstore, arranging the fruits, and putting things like dried fruits in place, Lao Dao picked up the broom again and began to sweep the floor.

In the past, Deadpool did the cleaning of the bookstore, but since Deadpool was planted in the ground by the black chick every now and then, this cleaning work has been empty.

Lao Dao naturally took over, and he was idle anyway.

After sweeping the floor, I picked up a rag and started cleaning the tables and chairs.

The sofa that the boss often sits on, but there is no need to care about it, as long as the boss is at home, Yingying will change the sofa cover for the sofa every day.

Sometimes, Lao Dao is quite envious of the boss who has a warbler.

Beautiful, sensible, caring and willing to give everything for you and money,

Where to find it?

This is more magical than filming Korean dramas.

Busy work comes and goes,

When it was getting dark, the old way finally stopped.

The white fox walked in from the door of the bookstore with graceful steps, jumped on a coffee table, and crawled down, looking through the glass window at the sunset outside.

The orange light shone on the white fox's body,

Stop

There's really a taste of oil painting.

The white fox is at ease, and since it became five tails, the white fox has given people the feeling of cutting off three thousand troubles;

It's not as sassy as it used to be.

"Let's eat."

Xu Qinglang walked out and put the food on the table.

The boss left with five ghosts, and there are not many people who can eat in the book house now, so Xu Qinglang didn't cook much, a few side dishes, everyone made do with it.

In fact, the taste is very good, especially the crucian carp soup in the middle, which is nothing more than three crucian carp and a few pieces of tofu added to it, but the soup is delicious, and Lao Dao drank three bowls alone.

After the meal,

Lao Dao sat at the door of the bookstore with a bench,

You said that you are enjoying the coolness, this weather is not suitable for enjoying the coolness, Lao Dao just sat here purely, looking at the men and women passing by on the pedestrian street, with a sense of empty nesters.

Shaoqing,

Xu Qinglang walked over and handed Lao Dao a cup of tea.

Lao Dao stretched out his hand to take it, lowered his head, and took a sip.

"Alas, don't say it, after the boss and they left, I really felt that this house was quite deserted."

Lao Dao nodded.

"Alright, you keep watching here, I'll go out and buy some raw materials."

Although Gengchen and Lawyer An left the bookstore together, Xu Qinglang's puppet technique still had to continue to be cultivated, and this thing did consume materials.

Thanks to the fact that he is a man with more than two dozen apartments,

Otherwise, it really can't be fun.

Lao Dao continued to sit in the doorway, and in front of him, neon lights flashed, weaving the main colors of the noisy night.

At the window sill of the original lawyer An's room above the head of the old road,

The little boy stood there leaning against the window,

gaze

Look far away.

The first day of her absence,

Miss her!

I don't know how she is doing in Yangzhou, whether she has encountered any danger, whether she has been bullied.

In the next room next to it,

The warbler sits at her desk,

There are some financial product introductions in front of her, and she has been looking at them for a long time, but when she looks at it, she feels more and more that it seems that the best financial management is not to understand......

Yingying, who has surpassed Xu Qinglang in the number of real estate, is not very happy today, because it is said that the state is about to introduce a property tax.

Sorrowful,

Sorrowful,

Isn't it?

Other people's maids serve their masters well, and they can also receive a lot of wages every month, and when they go to Yingying's side, they have to pay the boss to live a life of drinking cat feces every day.

After thinking about it,

Yingying still decided to wait for the boss to come back and let the boss make a decision.

But she immediately frowned again,

The boss doesn't seem to like to be bothered by these things!

The warbler leaned back in the chair,

Pick up the cup of hot water next to it,

Took a sip of hot water,

Then he threw a large stack of real estate deeds on the table that could be used to play poker into a drawer.

rise

The warbler lay down on the bed,

Then he immediately stood up again.

Although the owner is not at home,

But there are some habits that she has also imperceptibly changed.

The bed is a sacred place, and it should not be defiled without taking a bath.

The warbler went down to bathe,

Half an hour later,

The warbler returned to the bedroom,

Lying down on the side of the bed on the outside,

I turned on the lamp,

Pick up "The Self-cultivation of a Maid" on the bedside table and start to review it again.

She only sleeps on the outside part, because the location inside is the boss's.

While reading a book on the lamp while listening to the wind outside the window,

The warbler suddenly had an illusion,

That is, the boss is lying beside him at this time, sleeping soundly, and the sound of the wind is the boss's even breathing.

After reading the book for about an hour,

The warbler closes the book,

At this moment,

She saw what appeared to be a figure on the other side of the window of the closet in the room.

Yingying got up with some confusion and walked over.

In the mirror,

She saw herself,

But slowly,

My clothes in the mirror began to change,

From the original pajamas to a very retro set of clothes.

Skirts woven with peacock feathers, delicate bracelets, and sparkling bracelets on the ankles.

"Who are you?"

"Who are you?"

The warbler shook her head,

She shook her head in the mirror.

finally

Yingying understood, took a few steps back, looked heavily at herself in her glasses again, turned around, and went back to bed.

She closed her eyes,

Start calming down your mind.

It is a long process to digest the remnants of the Drought Fish, and in this process, it is natural that you will definitely be affected by her, but you only need to calm down to overcome it.

Gradually,

The warbler's consciousness began to fall into chaos,

she

Fell asleep......

"Close the door, close the door!"

Late at night, the boss pulled down the roller shutter door of the bookstore, the bookstore used to be open until the second half of the night, but now there is not a single ghost in the bookstore, and there is no point in staying until the second half of the night, and there is no way to do business.

Close the door, lock it, Lao Dao took a towel and basin to the bathroom to wash,

The little monkey also took a small basin, a small towel and a children's toothbrush, and washed with the old way.

"Laryngeal ............ Yes!

Whoa! ”

Lao Dao wiped his face,

Reaching out and grabbing the fur of the monkey,

Road:

"The hair is growing again, Ming'er will give you a look."

The little monkey nodded, took the water from the small cup and began to rinse his mouth.

Then

The old man's phone rang,

"Whose electricity ...... Hey, boss. ”

Lao Dao hurriedly answered the phone:

"Hey, boss."

"Old Dao, are you in the bookstore?"

"I'm here, boss, what's the matter?"

"Oh, I have a friend here who is coming back with me this time, and she wants to have a good time in Tongcheng and wants to find a tour guide."

"I didn't say it, boss, your friend is also a friend of Poor Dao, let Poor Dao be this tour guide!"

"Well, that's what I think too, we'll probably come back tomorrow morning, and then you can pick it up at the highway toll booth."

"Ah, in such a hurry, why don't you go to the store for a meal first?"

"No, she still has something to do, you just need to lead the way."

"Okay, boss, what's the problem!

Mission completion guaranteed! ”

"Okay, that's it."

"OK, boss! Trust me, I won't disgrace you. ”

"Well, you've never let me down."