The business of the bookstore has not been very good.

With the advent of the electronic age, all media with traditional paper as the medium of communication seem to be gradually losing their vitality.

When many people pass by this bookstore, they are often curious that this bookstore, which only opens late at night, has not closed yet.

Fortunately, their curiosity is also limited.

After all

There are so many things in this world that are worth exploring more than this,

For example, why do your children grow more and more like their own hair.

If someone really seems to have nothing to do, but it happens that they are memorizing words for a while, and their luck is very weak, they may be able to have some special surprises when they come to the bookstore at night.

Day after day, year after year...... A year passed.

This year, on the whole, was calm.

"It's time to eat!"

The warbler in her apron stepped out of the kitchen with a huge casserole in her hand.

Yingying is very smart, no one can deny this, this year, her cooking skills have improved rapidly, and Xu Qinglang has been divided into single and double days, and she comes to cook on a single day.

On the table,

A plate of cold cucumbers, a plate of shredded leek pork, a plate of Cangzhou iron lion head, a plate of fried yam with fungus, and a pot of chicken stewed mushrooms in the middle.

Other than that

There is also a self-created dish of the warbler, the practice of lotus root cake, but with mint leaves added to it, in the summer, take a bite of this, crispy, refreshing, not to mention, but also greasy.

"Oh, what a coincidence, eating it."

Lao Zhang appeared at the door of the book house at the most opportune time.

At the beginning, when Yingying began to take charge of the spoon, Lao Zhang was "unlucky" for a long time, but after tasting Yingying's craftsmanship, it has always been "coincidental".

"yes, what a coincidence, I also put an extra pair of dishes and chopsticks."

Lao Dao glared at Lao Zhang angrily.

Lao Zhang was not polite, sat down, and ate directly.

The world is in a hurry,

When many people are busy commuting to and from work, they may just have a casual meal for them.

Take-out, fast food, all kinds of rich forms, in the final analysis, or three meals a day to simplify and simplify.

And the meals that really give the food a kind of "life" and "enjoyment" connotation are really difficult to find now, but the book house has preserved and inherited it.

Because

Everyone is idle.

A cook is a two-hundred-year-old zombie with rich burial goods,

A cook is a demolition household with more than 20 suites closely connected to the national fortune,

food

In their hands,

in order to be truly endowed with the soul of "life".

The black chick came over with a lot of melons and fruits, and they were all packed separately, some of them were to send express delivery to the crescent moon and their out-of-town ghosts, and some of them were to let Lao Zhang take them back to the police station.

The self-produced fruits of the bookstore are completely green, and they are definitely much more delicious than those sold outside, and it is also very face-saving to take them out and give them away.

A meal, a good meal.

It's just the occasional time when someone eats or drinks soup.

The eyes will glance at the sofa by the window,

However on the couch,

Without that familiar figure,

The days are too light,

Too dull days will always make people a little unaccustomed,

It's better to be salty,

pity

Lack of salt.

Lawyer An burped,

Put down the chopsticks,

Leaving the table, he walked to the bar, picked up the Speedmaster cup of coffee that Yingying had made for him before the meal, and drank it "goo-goo-goo".

In the mobile phone,

And an unread text message,

The kidney stone surgery he scheduled for will be done next Wednesday.

Lawyer An has always been quite satisfied with this body, and it is easy to have stones because it has to look good and have a temperament.

Lao Dao's health is good, cancer is terrifying, especially for terminal cancer patients, as if they have been sentenced to death in advance.

But some people have a good mentality, and this kind of person is often easy to create some miracles.

For example, Lao Dao, who was judged by the doctor to be only a few months old, has been no different from a normal person for the rest of the year, except for going to the hospital for a check-up or chemotherapy every once in a while.

oh

The hair is gone,

It's inevitable.

This made him look nondescript when he put on a Taoist robe for a period of time, and passers-by thought that he was a dual cultivator of Buddhism and Taoism.

afterward

There is a female college student who was sponsored by Lao Dao After being admitted to Beijing University, she came to Tongcheng to visit Lao Dao;

After seeing the appearance of the old way, the next day he cut the long hair he had kept for more than ten years.

The production process of wigs is simple and complex, and wigs made from human hair can effectively avoid these problems of allergies and scalp inflammation.

These problems are only minor problems for ordinary people, but for the body of cancer patients, they can be regarded as a big trouble.

Lao Dao wears his wig happily every day,

When I meet people, I tell people the story of the wig on my head,

I've been giving for decades,

He doesn't care about anything in return,

But any kind response can make him happy for a long time.

However, the latest examination report shows that the cancer cells have spread to Lao Dao's brain, and the operation is scheduled for half a month later.

But the old way is still happy all day long,

Meal

The old way goes out to eat,

Out of the bookstore door,

turned around and went into the pharmacy next door,

Fangfang gained weight again,

She's married,

The husband was an active military member and returned to the army after his marriage leave.

The time was short, but Fangfang and her husband worked hard, and two months after her husband returned to the army, Fangfang was found to be pregnant.

Now, Fangfang is getting used to sitting behind the counter of the drugstore, knitting sweaters for children while continuing to watch whitening blogger videos.

Of course

The cosmetics recommended by these bloggers are impossible for her to use anymore, everything is for the sake of the child.

"Yo, busy, have you drunk the chicken soup?"

"Drink, it's delicious."

"It has to be, but you can't sit all the time and walk around more, you are so puffy............ is so thin, you have to exercise more to have a smooth birth. ”

"I'm afraid of pain, so I'll go straight to the caesarean section."

"Okay, that's fine."

Lao Dao nodded and walked into the ward.

This ward is still very crowded.

On the innermost bed,

Hook is lying there,

One leg was in a plaster cast, hanging on a drip, and the bandage wrapped the skin, and faintly, there were still traces of blue and black.

Two months ago,

The courage of the hook finally took that step again,

After finishing the entire series of "Prison Break" in the ward,

On that night when the wind was dark and the wind was high, and there was thunder,

He sneaked out of the pharmacy.

It can't be said to be sneaky, right?

His medical expenses were all paid, and they were paid half a year in advance.

meantime

In the process of getting out of bed and leaving the ward,

"Kei" on the bed next door,

In fact, I've been watching his performance with my eyes open.

I can't figure it out all the time,

The big guy in the next bed, and the big guy in the two beds outside, how could they be so calm.

Yes, the two male dolls haven't woken up yet, they've been lying on their bodies for almost a year, and they haven't woken up yet.

But Qing woke up early and would watch "Prison Break" with him.

But these big people don't seem to have any ideas at all.

This makes it very uncomfortable for the hook salary who has been looking for a pathstone,

He couldn't hold it back,

He's slipping away.

And then

That night,

As soon as he walked out of the pharmacy,

Struck by lightning.

The body was scorched black,

Rolled down to the manhole cover,

The manhole cover is a little loose,

collapsed,

The leg was also broken.

If it hadn't been discovered by the police on duty and sent back to the nearest pharmacy for rescue in time, this life might have been lost.

Qing just lay on the bed,

Watching Gou Xin stand and walk out,

Then I watched Hook Salary lie back horizontally.

Expressionally,

No joy or sorrow.

She doesn't run,

Since that day the old man had said something in the hospital room,

Hell is surging in a short time,

One after another, big events happened,

Not long after,

The passage between hell and the sun was completely blocked,

Even if Qing wanted to sense the breath of hell, he couldn't do it.

She was blown away,

The power of the king,

Terrifying!

So

When Lao Dao pushed open the door of the ward,

Asked:

"Yo, little girl, have you eaten?"

Qing smiled, his eyes bent into a lovely crescent, and responded enthusiastically:

"Eat it, grandpa."

………………

A cup of cat poop coffee,

A neatly ironed newspaper,

It will be placed on Zhou Ze's bedside table regularly every day.

Yingying is afraid that one day when the boss wakes up, he will find that there is no coffee to drink around, and there is no maintenance to read.

Over the course of the year,

Every afternoon,

Yingying will hold "The Self-cultivation of the Maid V",

Leaning on the bed,

Read a book,

I'm looking at the boss for a while.

The owner loves cleanliness,

Every morning and evening, the warbler bathes the boss.

Massage twice a day,

From time to time, he pushed the wheelchair and took the boss to the sun.

sometimes

The caregiver is diligent or not,

You can go directly to see if the patients in her care have bedsores on their bodies.

The afternoon wind is somewhat warm and warm.

The wind blew in through the window,

Blowing the hair on Zhou Ze's forehead.

Without any warning,

Boss Zhou slowly opened his eyes at this time.

The warbler seems to have sensed,

Turning his head to look at his boss.

No surprises,

No cheers,

some

It's just like the water and gentleness of everyday life,

As if it weren't a year,

Just yesterday;

"Boss, are you awake?"

Zhou Ze closed his eyes, and opened them again after a while, as if it was a little difficult to adapt to the light at this time, and his mind was still a little muddy.

But

He saw the girl sitting beside him clearly,

mouth

Subconsciously smiled.

"I'm awake?"

"Yes, boss, do you want to take a shower?"

Yingying clearly remembers any habits of the boss.

"Am I dreaming?"

After jumping off the wellhead,

Boss Zhou has been dreaming for a year, and there are many, many dreams.

"No, boss, you're awake."

Zhou Ze raised his hand with difficulty,

Yingying took the initiative to snuggle herself in Zhou Ze's arms,

Holding the girl in his arms, the familiar coolness hit, although it was not as cold as before, it still made Zhou Ze feel very comfortable.

Zhou Ze was a little uneasy and said:

"Warbler?"

"Well, I'm here, boss."

"Call one."

"Boom ............"

"Well, it's not a dream."

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