For Zhou Ze, there is nothing more important than getting up from Yingying and Little Lori in the morning,

Take a shower,

It's even more comfortable to sit in your favorite window position and bask in the sun.

cat poop coffee,

ironed newspapers,

With the crowd outside South Street that began to recover from early in the morning,

Seeing people coming and going outside to make a living,

Enjoy a half-day of leisure by yourself across the window,

this

Maybe it's the real taste of life.

Lao Dao was cleaning the bookstore, and on a hot day, even if the air conditioning was turned on in the bookstore, he was still sweating.

The little monkey is wearing a peaked cap and holding a rag in his hand, and he is also helping Lao Dao wipe the tables and chairs, which is quite efficient.

Yingying took the dirty clothes out of the washing machine and went up the stairs to the second-floor balcony to dry.

The vitality of the bookstore, with the fragrance of coffee,

Boss Zhou put his body into the sofa,

I just felt that the whole person began to feel crispy and soft under the sun.

In the past, Lao Dao once asked Xu Qinglang, why does the boss like to bask in the sun so much?

Because the previous boss of Lao Dao opened a pottery shop, he also liked to take a bench and sit in the sun at the door of the store when he was fine, leisurely, like an old grandfather.

Xu Qinglang replied,

Just like cold-blooded animals like crocodiles need to bask in the sun,

Hell,

Yin Qi is heavy,

So when you have nothing to do, you have to bask in the sun more,

Absorb a little more yang.

Of course, Lao Xu, who said this, is still upstairs as his sleeping beauty, and after taking him to the hospital for a check-up last time, he didn't find any problems, and Zhou Ze originally planned to use his nails to stimulate him to wake up.

However, it was still delayed because of the matter in the villa, and the injury on the nail had not yet recovered, which made Zhou Ze dare not act rashly for the time being, and the nail injury may lead to a decrease in the fineness of his nail control.

In case Xu Qinglang is stimulated and accidentally inserted too deeply,

It would be a pity to directly insert Lao Xu from Sleeping Beauty into the ancient corpse of Loulan.

Little Lori also got up,

The summer vacation is coming, and she doesn't have to go to school, Wang Ke is very relieved to throw his daughter to Zhou Ze here, and he basically doesn't care about it.

maybe

For Wang Ke, he should be busy solving his wife's problem now, and he is really a little powerless about other things.

Look at the days when you are small now,

Zhou Ze sighed more and more,

What kind of wife do you want,

What kind of child do you want,

A person,

How nice.

Four or five middle school students, all men, walked in at the door of the bookstore, and this was their third day here, and they simply used the bookstore as a place for their study and recreation during the summer vacation.

Anyway, 100 yuan a day is already a lot for Zhou Ze when he was in middle school, but for today's children, 100 yuan is worth it for a place where he can stay for a day.

Even their parents think it's worth it, anyway, their children go to the bookstore, not to the Internet café.

Zhou Ze looked at these children and found a sofa to sit down and start to write homework, one was responsible for English, one was responsible for mathematics, and one was responsible for physics and chemistry.

The next thing is for everyone to look for books on the shelves, and go home in the evening.

Little Lori also took a shower and came out, today she is wearing a little princess dress, her hair is scattered, a little charming, with her petite figure, delicate like a doll placed in the most conspicuous position in a toy store.

When he saw her come down, Zhou Ze gestured a middle finger at her.

The actual age is already a lady,

I still like to pretend to be tender so much!

Despise it!

This may be a strange circle, many girls like to dress up mature when they are young, and when they are a little older, they think about how to make themselves tender.

The morning of the bookstore passed so calmly.

However, when it was almost noon, a blond man walked in, and the foreign devil came, and everyone in the bookstore, including the students, looked up, and then it was no longer a good thing.

In addition to the relevant departments taking care of it, ordinary people can maintain a very indifferent attitude towards this.

"Excuse me, do you have food here?"

The Chinese pronunciation of foreign devils is very accurate and authentic.

"Eat?"

The old man sitting behind the bar was stunned for a moment,

Damn it

Do you really think of us as a dining hall?

But in line with the principle that the customer is God, Lao Dao still nodded and said:

"Yes, yes, we only offer a folklore package."

"OK, what is national is what is global, I like it."

The foreign devil found a place by the same window and sat down, sitting behind Zhou Ze, close to the five middle school students.

Shaoqing,

Lao Dao carried a plate of peanuts, a plate of orchid beans, a few pieces of cloud cake and a few pieces of dried tea and rice wine, put a small tray, and brought it up, and reminded at the same time:

"Package price, 888."

The foreign devil nodded, signaling that he knew.

Lao Dao helped him put a few side dishes in place, and then stepped back.

These are all meals used in the store to entertain the ghosts, and the tea dried peanuts and rice cloud cakes are also convenient foods for storage, purely for convenience, and there are only these in the store, after all, the chef is not here now, and the staff and boss in the store still rely on ordering takeout to eat, how can there be spare time to do it for the guests.

The foreigner nodded while eating, saying that it was delicious, and took out his mobile phone and began to take pictures.

After eating halfway, the foreigner took the initiative to start chatting with the middle school students.

But before he used Chinese, this time in English.

“Ho are you?”

“I'm fine thank you，and you?”

“I'm fine too。”

“………………”

When the foreigner was talking to these middle school students, Zhou Ze heard the foreigner introduce himself as Otsen, saying that he was from Iceland.

"Boss, go out and buy some daily necessities."

Lao Dao said hello to Zhou Ze and went out after seeing Zhou Ze nodding in agreement, the previous reminder was nothing more than to let the boss pay attention to the fact that the foreigner had not yet settled the bill.

Here, the foreigner chatted with the students very hotly,

can be felt,

He was very happy,

I think Chinese young people are so hospitable,

In fact, in Zhou Ze's opinion, the reason why these middle school students are so enthusiastic is only because they want to practice their spoken English.

Little Lori sat next to Zhou Ze and looked at Zhou Ze, "Can you tell me about the judge's pen again?" ”

Zhou Ze shook his head very lazily, he said it again, and he was too lazy to say it again.

"I always felt that things were not so simple, it was impossible for the judge's pen to disappear for no reason, and I also went to the two families to secretly look for their relics before their deaths, and found nothing special."

The investigation of the judge's pen has already started after Zhou Ze came back, and Lao Dao is responsible for pulling errands for the relationship, but the feedback is useless.

Zhou Ze didn't let Xiao Lori investigate, only sent Lao Dao, but after Xiao Lori knew about it, she still secretly went to investigate again.

"So, do you have a target of suspicion?" Zhou Ze asked.

"I want to go to the prison to meet the husband who has been sentenced to prison."

Little Lori looked at him suspiciously.

"Don't think about it." Zhou Ze said.

"Don't you think he's suspicious?" Little Lori frowned and said, "Why is there something wrong with a family of four and the other three, but nothing is wrong with him?" ”

"People are in prison, what is this called?"

"What is going to jail compared to death?"

"If the judge's pen is in his hand, and he wants to kill his wife and children, will he be so stupid that he will be treated as the object of suspicion and go to prison?"

Little Lori was stunned,

thoughtfully

"There seems to be some truth in what you say."

Saying,

Little Lori jumped off the sofa, waved her hand and said:

"Forget it, I don't care, I don't care."

Little Lori went upstairs.

"Boss, what's wrong?"

Yingying came over at this time to renew the coffee for the boss.

"It's okay, I don't know like a child."

At this time, Zhou Ze received a message on WeChat, which was Zhang Yanfeng's reply:

"If you want to go see him, I can arrange it, I just went to see him two days ago."

Glancing at the WeChat content, Zhou Ze silently turned off the screen again.

The white warbler also saw it> secretly rejoiced in her heart,

I feel that my boss treats Little Lori as an outsider, but he doesn't treat himself as an outsider.

In fact, Zhou Ze has always been very curious about the imprisoned husband, especially after Lao Dao probed the relics and found that there was no valuable information, the suspicion of the imprisoned husband instantly increased.

Even if he went to prison.

The most important thing is that because of the judge's pen, it is impossible to disappear for no reason.

Of course, the reason why he deliberately concealed Xiao Lori's own investigation was also a manifestation of Boss Zhou's progress after putting away a little salted fish.

The judge's pen was able to isolate herself from the one in her body at that time, and if little Lori was allowed to get the judge's pen first, she probably had a way to block her grip on her by relying on soul blood.

This kind of thing,You still have to control it in your own hands.,After all, it's not like a yin and yang book.,I can't use it at this time.,Little Lori can't use it either.,Whoever uses it goes in.,So you can generously throw it to the monkey to take care of it.。

But the judge's pen can be used even by ordinary people to produce results.

Continue to drink coffee, read the newspaper,

A few middle school students in the back were still chatting with the foreigner,

After about an hour,

Lao Dao came back panting, carrying a plastic bag with some daily necessities in it.

"What's wrong?"

Zhou Ze asked.

"Boss, it seems that the poor mobile phone was stolen in the supermarket."

The old man looks like a dead man,

He's also an old man,

can still encounter pickpockets,

and was successfully acquired,

Shame on someone.

"Go call the police." Zhou Ze said.

"Ugh."

Lao Dao nodded helplessly, put down his things and prepared to go out to call the police.

"I'll call the police."

At this time,

Otsen, a foreigner who had been fighting with middle school students, stood up and said.

"I lost my phone, why are you calling the police?" Lao Dao wondered.

Otsen thought for a moment and replied:

"I'll call the police, I can find it faster."