Boss Zhou didn't know that just now,

He almost faced a water meter check from hell;

The woman in high heels went around South Street,

She even stopped at the door of the bookstore, but only for a moment, and then she left;

Her appearance and her departure,

It was as if a drop of water was poured into the sea, and then a drop of water was taken out of the sea without attracting anyone's attention.

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Boss Zhou, who hugged Yingying and slept until dawn.

Wake up

It's been another enjoyable and relaxing day.

Xu Qinglang's breakfast today is porridge, green vegetable porridge, delicious, not greasy, with "dried radish", "shredded ginger" and "capers" These side dishes,

It was very comfortable to eat.

After the meal,

Zhou Ze didn't sit in his favorite position to start his day in a habitual way.

Instead, I went next door.

The main entrance next door has been sealed, the kind that is closed in the real sense of the word, the kind that is completely pasted with cement, and at the same time, Deadpool and Black Chick basically sleep next door.

In addition to going back to the bookstore for dinner, the black chick usually doesn't bother to run here to pass the time.

She genuinely loves farming, and nothing seems to her to make her happier than tending to her own little vegetable garden.

Zhou Ze went in and took a look, the black chick was sitting there grinding tools, all of them were strange small tools, in her words, serving the flowers on the other side is a delicate job, and there is no room for the slightest sloppiness, and it is completely different from those who grow rice outside, and the tools must also be refined.

Own slaves have this kind of work attitude and enthusiasm,

As a slave owner, Boss Zhou was very pleased.

And then

Zhou Ze saw Deadpool,

Deadpool was buried naked with only his head exposed.

There are people on the beach who like to play this one, but it's muddy.

Black Chick holds a kettle, walks over to Deadpool, and pours some water on the dirt around Deadpool;

Then, clap your hands and go back to sharpening your tools.

"What does that mean?"

Zhou Ze asked, pointing at Deadpool.

"Hehehe............"

Deadpool was still smirking at Zhou Ze.

"Don't worry, I won't plant him without your consent, he was not bred well before, now I will plant him every day for a period of time to supplement his nutrition."

"Nutrition?"

"Ang, from the soil, from the nourishment of Mother Earth."

The black chick said it for granted,

And there is an undisguised impatience in his eyes,

It's like watching a funny comparison that doesn't distinguish between grains and grains to teach Yuan Longping to farm.

Zhou Ze shook his head, he couldn't understand, but he didn't intervene either, professional people do professional things.

Walking back to the bookstore, Zhou Ze saw a familiar figure sitting in the bookstore.

Boss Zhou first subconsciously moved his gaze down,

Looking at each other's legs under the coffee table,

alas

psychological sighs;

A pair of light blue slim jeans,

With a white shirt and a coat, and his hair falling down, Dr. Lin, who was not very old, was filled with a youthful and simple atmosphere.

Of course

The slender plump legs tightly wrapped in jeans and the round part sitting on the sofa,

It's fascinating.

"Boss, Yingying is not here, I saw her come before, so I asked the monkey to take Yingying upstairs to play games."

Lao Dao looked like a person who had come over and leaned over to Zhou Ze's side and whispered,

There is quite a sense of helping the old slave to help his young master pimp the young lady.

Xu Qinglang walked out with two cups of milk tea, the milk tea in the study house is different from the milk tea outside, the milk tea outside may be made by itself, but the cost is actually very low.

This will not be the case in the bookstore, because there are few guests in the bookstore, and the guests who will order milk tea are better, so most of the ingredients in it are eaten by themselves.

put down two cups of milk tea,

Xu Qinglang looked at Dr. Lin with a smile,

Road:

"Your skin has gotten a little worse lately."

Xu Qinglang knew Dr. Lin, and it was not strange to meet and chat a few words.

"Maybe I've been too tired lately."

Dr. Lim was not angry.

"Well, take care of yourself."

"Can you teach me some maintenance tips?"

"Yes, we'll talk next time."

Saying,

Xu Qinglang took the tray and was about to leave, because he saw that Zhou Ze had already walked over.

Still, he paused and said:

"For example, today, it's cold, and I don't wear stockings, which is fine;

Women have to learn to cherish themselves. ”

"............" Zhou Ze.

Boss Zhou heard it!

"You talk."

Xu Qinglang bowed slightly and left like a waiter.

Stop

Since Lao Xu swallowed part of the sea god last time, not only does he feel a little closer to the chef in cooking, but even on weekdays, he seems to have a more inexplicable temperament.

Dr. Lin stood up, looked at Zhou Ze, and stretched out his hand to Zhou Ze generously.

It was a little unaccustomed to being formal, Zhou Ze didn't reach out to shake it, but said:

"I just went to the field to take a look, and I didn't wash my hands."

Dr. Lin nodded and said with a smile, "I'm here to thank you for the last surgery." ”

Others may not know, but Dr. Lin knows that Zhou Ze's strange behavior in the operating room that day must have his deep meaning.

"It's okay, you're welcome."

"Then I'm leaving."

Dr. Lin picked up his bag, pushed open the door of the bookstore, got straight into her Cadillac, and left.

Just to thank you,

There is no other intention.

"This is leaving?"

Lao Dao leaned his head to Zhou Ze's side and asked a little strangely.

"Hmm."

"I don't want you to dinner?" Lao Dao asked again.

"If you can't get along with each other, it's better to forget about each other."

Zhou Ze knew in his heart that the last time he helped Dr. Lin's father operate, in fact, it did not advance the relationship between the two, but went further.

For Dr. Lin, she is unwilling to lie by Zhou Ze's side all the time to ask for something.

Lao Dao let out a sigh, "This Doctor Lin is actually very particular about doing things. ”

"Hmm."

"Boss, do you want to take a look at the leaflet sent today."

Saying,

Lao Dao handed over a brochure,

The backstreet location of South Main Street, near Central Park, has opened a new wax museum, behind the original old Christian church.

Although it is only the difference between the front street and the back street, the back street is generally very crowded, and few people will go shopping, so it is a comfortable place in the middle of the city.

It's open, and it's common sense to invite neighbors to take a look.

"No, no."

"Why pinch, Poor Dao thinks it's pretty good."

"He who has gone to hell does not believe in heaven."

"Oh."

Lao Dao nodded,

I wonder what's wrong with the boss today,

Become like a poet.

At this time, Zhou Ze saw the little boy sitting on the bar with his homework book, writing his homework seriously.

"Hey, is the homework interesting?"

A centuries-old monster who is seriously doing his homework as a primary school student.

Zhou Ze teased.

"She used to sit here and do her homework."

Zhou Ze took a deep breath,

I really want to punch this thing in the head.

"Huh?"

Suddenly,

The little boy stood up,

Keep your eyes straight out the door.

Zhou Ze turned around and saw Wang Ke standing at the door and the little Lori beside Wang Ke.

Wang Ke pushed open the door and walked in, "My friend opened a wax museum nearby, and it opens today, I'll send a flower basket." ”

"Oh, then there you go."

Then

The little boy reached out and gently tugged at Zhou Ze's clothes.

Get lost!

I'm not going!

Zhou Ze glared at him.

The boy silently sat back down at the bar and continued to do his homework.

"Then I'll go first."

Wang Ke just stopped by to say hello, and at the same time parked his car in front of the bookstore, and seeing that Zhou Ze didn't plan to go, he took Xiao Lori's hand and left.

Boss Zhou was just about to call Yingying to come down and make himself a cup of coffee, when the sun came out, and he had to go to the sun.

turn your head sideways,

only to find Lawyer An standing behind him with a melancholy face.

"Forehead ............"

"Boss, you have to go."

Saying,

Lawyer An pointed to himself,

He also pointed to the little zombie who was sitting on the bar and doing his homework "seriously".

"Huh."

"I worked hard for the bookstore, and yesterday I grinded tofu with Lao Zhang for half a night.

Am I easy? ”

"And then ......"

"And then you can't bear to make me sleep well?"

Lawyer An stared at Zhou Ze with straight eyes,

The meaning is simple,

I don't go to hard work, I don't bother you, I don't urge you to improve,

I tried my best to help others in the bookstore improve,

You won't even let me sleep?

After hesitating for a moment, Zhou Ze still relented and nodded,

"Okay, I'll go up and get a phone."

Mr. An smiled and was satisfied.

walked upstairs, and before he could open the bedroom door, Zhou Ze heard the sound of a game coming from inside:

"Hey, No. 1 and No. 2, can you speak?"

"Boom!"

"Squeak!"

“…………”。

Pushing open the door, Zhou Ze took away his mobile phone, Yingying wanted to go with Zhou Ze, but Zhou Ze saw that she was having a good time playing games with the monkey, so he let her stay here.

It's not far anyway,

Took the phone down,

Then take the little boy's hand,

Passing through the path in the flower garden, it is only eight or nine hundred meters away, and you will reach the back street.

First, a church stood here, this church is also some years old, it is said to have existed at the end of the Qing Dynasty, and then it was destroyed, and the current one was rebuilt 20 years ago.

"I don't like this place."

The little boy spoke.

"I don't like it either."

Zhou Ze echoed.

The identity of the "father and son",

It was decided that they would definitely not like churches.

"In the past, there were also mountain people in the mountains who built temples for me."

"And then?"

"Then I demolished the temple." The little boy replied, "I saved two mountain people, but they built me a temple, do they want me to be struck by lightning?" ”

Zhou Ze nodded, thinking deeply.

"Have you ever believed this?" The little boy suddenly asked, "I heard that you have been dead for less than two years." ”

"Believe it."

"Huh?" The little boy was a little surprised, "It's quite a surprise." ”

"Not surprisingly, most Chinese actually believe it."

"I don't think so."

"But they do believe it all."

"Huh?"

For example, when a person suddenly starts jumping in his left eye, he thinks about the jump in his left eye.

But when a man's right eye jumps, he doesn't think about the right eye jumping.

but

bah

Superstition. ”