There is a noodle restaurant next door to the bookstore, and the business is actually average, almost the same as Zhou Ze's bookstore.

Because this pedestrian street was originally built on the periphery of a square center, but the center of this square has been "abandoned", and all the other businesses in it have moved out and closed their doors, so the whole square has almost become a "deserted" desolate area.

At least here in Tongcheng, the symptoms of over-urban construction have already been reflected, and in the past few years, a planned commercial center has been built on a large scale, but Tongcheng is not Shanghai after all, and it cannot provide so much popularity.

But fortunately, this noodle restaurant can still do takeaway business, and the business seems to be good, but it is clear that no one will suddenly feel "hungry" and then use takeout to order a few books and go back to nibble.

Zhou Ze leaned back in the chair, still a little dizzy, Dr. Lin sat opposite Zhou Ze and helped Zhou Ze wipe the chopsticks with his own tissue before putting them in front of Zhou Ze.

She was very attentive and considerate, just as she let Xu Le sleep on the bed and she slept on the floor, but she was also very cold.

Zhou Ze didn't ask her if she was really against feudal arranged marriages or if she was just a lala, because this question was not interesting to ask, and the inexplicable family relationship network left by Xu Le Zhou Ze himself was not interested, and he had no nostalgia.

"Your body, is it really okay?" Dr. Lin asked again.

"Small problems, small problems." Zhou Ze is a doctor himself, and he knows that his eating and sleeping problems are difficult to explain with modern medical theories, let alone treat them.

Fortunately, now that sleep has been settled, this is the meal...... Headache.

I didn't eat, I had just fainted, but I ...... to eat. The thought began to run with nausea.

"If you don't have a good appetite, let's drink a bowl of sour plum juice first." The owner of the noodle restaurant is about 30 years old, but his face already has some wrinkles, and the burden of life seems to be really light.

"Sour plum juice, does it work?" Zhou Ze asked helplessly.

"Appetizing." The owner of the noodle shop smiled, and then shouted to the back room, "Daughter-in-law, are the pickled cabbage noodles ready?" ”

The boss walked into the back room, and the sound of the couple talking could be heard from there.

Zhou Ze looked at the sour plum juice in front of him, took a spoon, scooped it up, put it in his mouth, and as soon as he swallowed it, Zhou Ze's face changed.

"What's wrong?" Dr. Lin took out a tissue and sent it to Zhou Ze's chin.

Zhou Ze twisted his face and covered his stomach,

Then he took a deep breath and said:

"It's so sour."

Yes, it was so sour that the whole person was going to cramp, and even covered the nausea.

"Here it is, here comes the noodles." The proprietress walked over with her noodles and put it down in front of Zhou Ze, and said at the same time: "My family's sour plum juice can't be drunk so violently." ”

Dr. Lin took a look at the noodles and frowned slightly, "This noodles are too badly cooked." ”

This means that if the noodles are cooked for too long, they have lost their gluten, which affects the taste.

"This ...... That's how my noodles are. The proprietress said with a look of shame.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Zhou Ze waved his hand, it was not rotten, it was not tendony, for him at the moment, it was meaningless, he could eat it, he needed energy, if he couldn't eat it anymore, Zhou Ze could only choose to go to the hospital to inject glucose.

Raising his head very solemnly, Zhou Ze felt as solemn as a dead soldier, and then lowered his head sharply, and poured the bowl of unimaginably sour plum juice into his mouth in one go.

Hiss............

That sour,

It's like pouring sulfuric acid into your own stomach.

But then, Zhou Ze directly picked up the chopsticks, picked up the noodles and sent them to his mouth, as much as he wanted, he devoured as much as he wanted, and after five or six bites, a bowl of noodles was sent into his belly, and then he picked up the bowl and poured all the noodle soup into it.

Call............

"Smack!"

Zhou Ze put down the empty noodle bowl,

Take a long breath of relief and eat!

The next moment, Zhou Ze stretched out his hand and covered his chest, and the nausea was suppressed by the sour plum soup and struck again, but the thing had already been sent into his abdomen, and Zhou Ze almost pinched his neck with both hands before he spit it out again.

If you don't spit it out, it's a success,

stuff

Finally ate it.

The beads of sweat on Zhou Ze's forehead had already soaked out, and he picked up the napkin on the table and wiped it directly.

And at this time,

Dr. Lin and the proprietress were a little stunned, it was really Zhou Ze's appearance just now, it was too terrifying.

"Hehe, it looks like I'm really hungry, do you want another bowl?" The hostess asked.

"No, no, no." Zhou Ze refused.

"Okay." The proprietress cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks in front of Zhou Ze and shouted to the back room: "Dad, do a good job of the noodles to be used in the afternoon, and there should be a takeaway order later." ”

The proprietress walked in, the back was not graceful, it could only be regarded as ordinary, but the magic was in the heavy chest and the tall and straight lower body, which added a special charm and was particularly attractive.

"Do you like ...... This kind of thing? Dr. Lin asked.

Because Zhou Ze has been watching the proprietress enter the back room.

"Nope." Zhou Ze shook his head, I like you like this, but you won't let me sleep.

Zhou Ze was slightly shocked in his heart, the idea of "not letting him sleep" appeared in his heart for a long time, and it almost became an obsession of his, I have to admit that Dr. Lin is indeed very beautiful, and he is still young.

Even if she is Xu Le's wife,

Even if Zhou Ze didn't get married in his last life,

But ask yourself,

He still wants to sleep with her,

It is precisely because I can't sleep that I am entangled, and I will always worry about it in my heart.

"Not going home?" Dr. Lin asked again.

"No return." Zhou Ze confirmed.

"Then I'm leaving." Dr. Lin stood up, "You can call me if you have something." ”

After all, he is his nominal husband, even if he is not a husband and wife.

"Okay." Zhou Ze nodded, I knew that you were so easy to talk and so considerate, I should have borrowed a little from you when I had no money before.

Dr. Lin left, driving her Porsche Cayenne away.

Zhou Ze is still sitting in the noodle shop, his bookstore is next door, even if the noodles are finished, it is okay to sit and chat here, after all, they are all neighbors.

The boss walked out of the back room and handed Zhou Ze a cigarette.

"How much?" Zhou Ze asked.

"You're welcome, Brother still invites you for a bowl of noodles." The boss waved his hand magnificently, they are all neighbors, and they will not look up and see each other in the future, so there is no need to make a share for a bowl of noodles.

"Sister-in-law won't scold, right?" Zhou Ze asked.

"No, the woman, what do you know, how can she speak." The machismo of the noodle shop owner is blowing in his face.

A man, no matter what his status is at home, at least outside, has to pretend to be one, and no one wants to admit that he is afraid of his wife outside, just like no one wants to admit that he is not bad underneath.

"Hehe, my sister-in-law is very beautiful." Zhou Ze said.

It is a taboo to ridicule other people's daughters-in-law, if two men face outward and tease a certain girl walking by on the road, it is a topic of love between men.

The boss was stunned for a moment, didn't say anything, just smiled, the boss has a good temper, and people who generally do small business always know the truth of making money with harmony.

"It's a nice figure, it's big on the top and it's big on the bottom." Zhou Ze continued, "Porcelain, it's delicious, it's like the noodles I just ate, and there must be a lot of soup." ”

The boss took a heavy drag on his cigarette.

"How's the bed?" Zhou Ze asked again, this time, even more inches.

The boss clenched his fists slightly, but quickly said freely: "Her legs can clamp a person, strong!" ”

Zhou Ze smiled,

The boss laughed too.

"Can you hold it?" Zhou Ze asked again, "It's exactly the age you want." ”

The boss thumped his waist, "I can't hold it, it's not a young man." ”

"So, try it for me?" Zhou Ze asked again.

The boss's face darkened completely.

The knuckles squeaked.

"You can't, I can come, I'm still young." Zhou Ze said to himself, although this is a bit against his will, Xu Le's body, no matter how young he is, is the feeling of a silver gun wax head, and he really doesn't maintain Zhou Ze's own body well in his previous life.

"That's a joke, right?" The boss is still holding back the fire.

"What if my sister-in-law agrees?" Zhou Ze continued.

"That was your daughter-in-law just now?" The boss diverted the subject.

"Hmm." Zhou Ze nodded.

"Will you let it out?" The boss asked again.

Zhou Ze hesitated for a moment and shook his head, although she is Xu Le's daughter-in-law, but now it is nominally her own, and Zhou Ze is unwilling.

"Then why do you think I'm willing?" The boss asked rhetorically.

"Maybe you have any special preferences or anomalous plots? There's a lot of this kind of thing now, isn't it? ”

"Brother, brother, I haven't beaten someone for a long time." The boss stood up.

"Call your wife out and ask, I want to hear if she wants to." Zhou Ze leaned back slightly and smiled.

"Huh." The boss took a few steps closer to Zhou Ze.

"You stand here and call her out." Zhou Ze is still insisting.

"You're looking for death!" The boss pounced.

"Can she come out?" Zhou Ze suddenly asked.

The boss was stunned,

Then there was a look of horror on his face, and he was so frightened that he took several steps back in a row.

Zhou Ze stood up, took the initiative to walk to the back room, lifted the curtain, and there was no one inside.

There is only a human skin that belongs to a woman,

Hanging on a hanger,

Because when the curtain is lifted, the wind comes in,

Flick gently,

Drift slowly.

"Are you...... How can you see it? The boss walked slowly, and from his voice, there was no joy or anger.

"There's a saying...... Are you fools? Zhou Ze turned around and looked at the boss, "This layer of skin on your body should also be torn off."

I'm curious,

How boring you are,

Over here

Play this kind of double reed. ”