Until the second aunt called him: "Yangyang, put this on the bar." ”

Lang Yangyang and Zhuang Shuo turned their heads to see that it was not a sex toy, it was a box of guardian charms and mascots, and the second aunt was holding a painting in her hand, on which was painted a very abstract and cartoonish God of Wealth.

It was bought by Wang Zhijun and a young creative painter.

"It's ......," Lang Yang leaned in.

Wang Zhijun smiled: "It's all things that bless you with a smooth career and good health, but I'll tell you." ”

Lang Yangyang and Zhuang Shuo glanced at each other, crying and laughing.

Mourn for your filthy mind.

At this time, Chen Jingyun and the owner of the bookstore next door also came over, and the small shop was crowded with people, and Wang Zhijun beckoned everyone to pick them, saying that he had bought dozens of them.

Then Wang Zhijun twisted his ass proudly, took Lang Yangyang's hand and sat down next to him: "Yangyang, let me tell you, after I went back from you, I was very confused, I wanted to resign, and I didn't know what to do after resigning, so I wanted to go to further study, and I was very annoyed and went to the temple to go around, and when I saw that there was someone who asked for a signature, I begged for it, and the master interpreted that I should go to further study." At that time, I made a wish to ask the Buddha to bless me to go to the New York Fashion Institute, so many years without studying, in fact, the ability is a little degraded, I was worried that I couldn't apply, but I didn't expect to be in one hit! ”

"Wow, what a spirit." Lang Yangyang also sighed.

This may be in the genes of the Chinese, and they will start to believe in these when they are old.

Wang Zhijun nodded: "Later, I went to pay off my wish to send merits, so I asked for a lot of things for you, I heard that asking for a son there is the most spiritual, if you can't give birth to me, I will ask for one for you." ”

Lang Yangyang hurriedly waved his hand: "That's not necessary, it's enough to raise one." ”

"Huh?"

"Lei Gong, I have been raised to more than five years old."

“……”

Wang Zhijun's arrival made the store lively for a while, and the shop owners on this street had dealt with each other before, and came to the store to buy bread and desserts.

"Not really." Lang Yangyang blocked the teacher of the Chinese painting studio from paying.

The teacher's hair was gray, and he insisted on paying with a smile, and took a hundred yuan in cash for Lang Yangyang: "No, it's just opened, and it's only auspicious to have an income." ”

Lang Yangyang thanked him, found him change, and gave him cookies made by Xiaoying, which can be served with tea.

Soon it was the auspicious time for the opening, in order to protect the environment in the village, no firecrackers were set off, and it was the old people in the village who performed a piece of national musical instrument.

Lang Yangyang has never seen any of them, and Zhuang Shuo only knows one copper drum.

Zhou Yuan said that he knew that it was Ma Guhu and Leyou.

"The old man told me that there is no young people's union anymore, and they regret it, and they are afraid of this extinction."

Zhou Yuan smiled, turned his head and said to Lang Yangyang: "Grandpa asked me if I wanted to study, I did, but I have to leave next month." ”

Zhuang Shuo also heard it next to him and asked him, "Where are you going?" ”

Zhou Yuan: "I went back to Shanghai to deal with my house and various accounts, and I went back to New York in January." ”

"You're going to New York too?" Wang Zhijun asked.

"yes, my house is over there." Zhou Yuan said, only to react that Lang Yangyang had mentioned to him that Wang Zhijun was going to study in New York, "Wow, then maybe we can meet in New York, I have a lot of LGBT friends and can play together." ”

Wang Zhijun shifted his position, inserted himself between Lang Yangyang and Zhou Yuan, and began to ask Zhou Yuan some questions about New York.

Lang Yangyang and Zhuang Shuo pursed their lips and continued to watch the Buyi dance performed by the students of the Changxi Art Institute.

Everyone has always known that Zhou Yuan was a passer-by in Chenjiazhai.

There are not many tourists at this time, and there will be another performance in the afternoon, Lang Yangyang and Zhuang Shuo went back to the store to cut the ribbon and open.

Brookside in Laojie did not have these opening ceremonies, only a few flower baskets sent by the second aunt and Lang Yue.

At that time, Lang Yangyang had already lost contact with his friends in his hometown, and when he returned to his hometown, he rarely had contact with friends in Shanghai, and few people knew that he had opened a business.

And this time the Chenjiazhai store opened, there were relatives, friends and partners, and they cut the ribbon lively, and also took photos of the ribbon cutting, and Chen Jingyun printed and framed it on the spot and sent it over.

I was worried that there would not be too many tourists in rainy weather, but I didn't expect that at one o'clock in the afternoon, tourists began to pour in.

The village committee specially applied for a bus route between the university town and Chenjiazhai on weekends, and many college students came.

There are not many winter activities in the gloomy Changxi City, which happens to be close to Chenjiazhai, and there are many delicacies and cultural creations, which has become the first choice for college students to go shopping on weekends.

Lang Yangyang and Zhuang Shuo were so busy that their feet didn't touch the ground, and even Wang Zhijun was helping to wipe the table.

Wang Zhijun's family conditions are very good, he has been pampered since he was a child, and after he grew up, he became a KOL after coming out and breaking up with his family, and he earned a lot, and the housework was done by asking housekeepers.

Anyway, I haven't done any of these things.

When I was wiping the table, I saw the coffee that was accidentally spilled on the table, and I couldn't help but oh and oh.

Lang Yangyang was mixing honey grapefruit tea, and there were still customers in the store, Lang Yangyang couldn't help but laugh at him: "Kevin——"

Wang Zhijun suppressed his voice, turned his head and said, "I know, I know." ”

Zhuang Shuo went to the Laojie store to pick up the goods and came back, replaced Wang Zhijun, and asked him to be in charge of the cashier. Today's business is better than expected, and we almost can't serve desserts.

I also met two customers who had been to the old street store to eat, and Lang Yangyang sent a specially prepared biscuit gift box.

was busy until seven o'clock in the evening, Zhuang Shuo was still upstairs cleaning up the table, and Lang Yangyang and Wang Zhijun were tired.

"I'm tired and fainted, I'm out on a trip!" Wang Zhijun sat on a high stool and sighed on the bar.

Lang Yangyang knew that he was not complaining, so he pressed his shoulder in the past: "It's hard work, I'll take you to eat something delicious at night." ”

"I just want to eat in the restaurant in the village, today is still Zhou Yuan's chef, I just saw a lot of girls taking pictures of him."

Wang Zhijun took out his mobile phone, "Look, I took a picture." ”

Lang Yangyang saw Zhou Yuan wearing a chef's uniform again, and Zhuang Xiaoyu also wore it, serving as a deputy next to him.

Wang Zhijun: "Is he straight?" ”

Lang Yang shrugged, "According to my observation room. ”

Wang Zhijun drank saliva and said unwillingly: "Alas, these enthusiastic ABCs are too out of proportion, they are so handsome and smile so sweetly, which makes my old lady and my heart sprout again." ”

“Kevin。”

"Huh?"

"When you go to study abroad, there will be more and better opportunities."

Kevin, who has always been a nymphomaniac, calmed down at this time, and he smiled lightly and said, "Don't worry." ”

Lang looked at him and didn't speak.

"Yangyang." Wang Zhijun turned his head to look at Lang Yangyang, the light makeup on his face was still perfect, and he said very gently and steadily: "From the moment I decided to study abroad, it was like finding the feeling of posting the first video, and I felt that everything was new and full of hope." This feeling supports the soul of my body, I feel that I am full, and it is good to have no emotions to fill, as you told me, good feelings are the icing on the cake. ”

Wang Zhijun had a little arrogance in his eyes: "Wait, I'm also worthy of a good man." ”

Regardless of the customers in the store, Lang Yangyang stepped forward and hugged Wang Zhijun, hugging Wang Zhijun stiffly.

"What are you doing?! It's scary......" Wang Zhijun didn't dare to move.

Except for shopping and holding hands, they have never had physical contact, and Lang Yangyang in the past always refused to be thousands of miles away.

Lang Yangyang gently patted Wang Zhijun's back, let go of him, looked at him and said, "Express love." ”

"What?"

"And you, my friend, express love."

Wang Zhijun wanted to say something, but suddenly he couldn't open his mouth again, looking at Lang Yangyang's sincere eyes, he smiled gently and firmly.

He did feel Lang Yangyang's love.

Lang Yangyang smiled: "I learned from Zhuang Shuo." ”

Wang Zhijun also smiled and took the initiative to hug him.

When Zhuang Shuo came down with the plate, he saw the two of them hugging in the bar, and the customers also looked at it secretly, laughing uncontrollably.

Lang Yangyang let go of Wang Zhijun and found that Zhuang Shuo had returned to the bar.

The originally warm atmosphere was suddenly embarrassing, Lang Yangyang and Wang Zhijun, you look at me, I look at you, one washes hands, and the other looks at today's turnover.

"Almost 4,000 turnover."

"Yes."

"Well, it's like running a game."

Lang Yangyang nodded.

The two pretended to be busy while secretly looking at Zhuang Shuo.

Zhuang Shuo was washing the cups and plates he had just received in the sink with a straight face.

"Hello~What do you want to drink~"

When a customer came in, Wang Zhijun finally had something to do, and greeted the customer with great enthusiasm, "This baked banana bree latte is very suitable for winter." ”

"Ahem." Lang Yangyang coughed dryly, and his freshly washed hands wiped and wiped on his apron, and moved to Zhuang Shuo's side.

Zhuang Shuo remained silent.

Lang Yangyang: "We just comfort each other. ”

Zhuang Shuo: "I know. ”

After saying that, I finally couldn't hold back my laughter.

"Isn't that weird?"

"Sort of."

After Zhuang Shuo finished speaking, he looked at Lang Yangyang: "There is a sense of powerless beauty." ”

Lang Yangyang: "......"

Chapter 70

In winter, it gets dark early, and the temperature drops quickly, and around eight o'clock, most of the tourists except for the overnight tourists are gone.

Lang Yangyang scrubbed the quilt and plates, Zhuang Shuo mopped the floor and wiped the table, and it only took fifteen minutes to finish cooperating.

Wang Zhijun had already gone to the restaurant to order food first.