"It's weird, why do you want to be here!"

Qing Yao looked unconvinced, and nagged heavily: "Location, I admit that it can't be compared, but our price is cheap!" Is it really because of the signboard? ”

As she spoke, in the end, it seemed that even she herself was a little convinced, "Huh? The signboard is so small, even if you get to the mouth of the alley, you don't necessarily know that there is a hotel inside! ”

"That's right, that's it!"

"Hmm."

Zhuo Jiu nodded in agreement, but muttered in his heart.

He could only pray that the photos he took at random would not bring her more, wrong guidance.

Otherwise, his sin would be great!

On the side, Qing Yao's expression became much brighter.

She stepped forward, gently took Zhuo Jiu's hand, and walked towards the roadside stall in the distance.

As he walked, he thought in pieces, "Then let's do this first, I don't think it's too early, hurry up and eat something, and then go back, otherwise grandma will nag again!" ”

In the end, Zhuo Jiu invited it.

First, I felt a little guilty in my heart, and second, let a little girl who was still studying treat him, no matter how thick-skinned he was, he couldn't do such a thing.

Fortunately, at this time, the two of them had their own thoughts, and they didn't eat much, so they hurriedly finished dinner, and the two got up in a hurry and walked towards the store.

Along the way, the two just talked casually, and then fell silent again.

The main thing is that Qing Yao also found out that Zhuo Jiu after dinner seemed to become more silent, and even a little absent-minded.

She only thought that the successive night shifts made him a little tired, so she just followed him and didn't talk much.

As soon as you enter the store.

The old man who was originally guarding the bar hurriedly greeted him and looked at Zhuo Jiu with concern, "How is it?" ”

"Okay."

Zhuo Jiu scratched his head and said vaguely, "I have seen a few factories, and I will return to the room later." ”

"That's good!"

The old man looked relieved, looked at Qing Yao, and then at Zhuo Jiu, "I'm still worried that this kid will take it around and delay your business." That's good, that's good! ”

"Grandma—"

Qing Yao dragged out her voice, held the old man's hand hard, and sprinkled coquettishly, while not forgetting to turn her head and wink at Zhuo Jiu.

Zhuo Jiu understood, and hurriedly stepped forward and added: "No, if it weren't for Qing Yao, I wouldn't even be able to tell which factory is where!" ”

"That's it!"

Qing Yao let go of the old man's hand and looked at her with a smug expression.

"Okay!"

The old man took her hand, patted it gently, and then turned his head to look at Zhuo Jiu, with a serious face, "Since you have decided, you have to do it well, man, you still have to do something." ”

After thinking about it, she added: "Young man, don't think I'm nagging, see that you're not too young, and you're still doing nothing all day, I ...... It's also urgent! ”

"Hmm."

Zhuo Jiu nodded with a painful face, and the unbearable in his eyes flashed away.

What the old man said made a lot of sense, but it inevitably stabbed him a little, after all, he had been like this for so many years.

Wandering uncertainly, and being at peace with what happens.

Even many times, he felt that such a life would continue throughout his life. It is not until I am tired and tired that I will find a place to stop and wait quietly for death to come.

It's just that, at some point, his mind changed.

For the first time, he had such a strong urge and desperately wanted to settle down.

As for the reasons:

Maybe it's because of Ai Tianya, or maybe it's the little white flower that glimpses at you, or ......

He didn't know.

A touch of bitterness unconsciously floated between his eyebrows...... It's just that he's long been used to being lazy, so how easy is it to be stable if he wants to be stable?

"Perhaps...... It's time to do something down-to-earth. ”

He shook his head bitterly, his mind full of thoughts, cutting and untidy.

"Brother Stone? Brother Stone? ”

Gaze focused.

Qing Yao was opening her hand wide, shaking vigorously in front of his eyes, her face full of worry.

"Hmm...... I, I'm fine. ”

Zhuo Jiu smiled reluctantly, "Probably...... I'm really tired, so there's nothing else to do, so I'll go back to my room first. ”

"Oh-"

Qing Yao nodded, but the worry in her eyes became more and more serious.

However, she didn't say anything, just watched Zhuo Jiu's figure disappear, and then fell into deep thought.

Back to the room.

Zhuo Jiu collapsed weakly on the bed, his eyes staring at the ceiling in distraction.

What a long day...... Whether it was experienced or encountered, he felt extremely physically and mentally exhausted.

And what bothered him even more was the figure that appeared in his mind from time to time.

Sometimes even he wonders if he is a scumbag after all, he is obviously a maternal Solo, but he is doing the act of seeing one and loving one!

Of course, talking about love may be a bit serious.

It's just the throbbing in his heart, and the impulse, even he himself is a little difficult to suppress.

Not to mention, among the three people, except for Ai Tianya, the remaining two, even he has not communicated very formally, but it is ...... It was so unforgettable.

He rolled over and lay on his side, trying to make himself comfortable.

After thinking about it, he got up again, looked at the darkness in front of him, and the mottled night from the window, and summed up what he could do next:

For example, setting up a stall.

This time, he was really well prepared, even the dilapidated cart was repaired for repairs, reinforcements for reinforcement, and after a few attempts, there was basically no problem.

Then, it's time to put the stall on the agenda.

Tomorrow, I will go to buy some ingredients and ingredients, and then get ready, and the day after tomorrow I can officially start the stall.

It's not very demanding, as long as you can maintain your daily livelihood and save a little money, you're good to go!

As for writing a book, he didn't have any more ideas.

Just wrote, gangsters work hard, earn some pocket money, what if there is a hit? Although the probability of this is very small, it is always okay to be obscene, right?

"Cheer up, cheer up!"

He slapped his face hard, trying to sober himself up.

Then I took out my mobile phone and prepared to take advantage of the evening time to prepare more manuscripts for storage.

After all, last night, I was thinking about some other things, and I didn't have a few words, and I was already a little anxious to save the manuscript.

And from tomorrow onwards, setting up stalls will take up most of his time, even if it is for full attendance, he has to plan ahead.

However, before the codeword, he still opened the penguin first.

Half-out of the circle, he almost doesn't pay much attention to the dynamics of the online literature industry, and the french fries group is the only way for him to obtain this information, although most of the time, the things that the people talk about on the street are not nutritious.

Suddenly, he found that there was an extra friend application on the penguin's interface.