30 Thou art a wandering home
Zhang Ming smiled proudly, walked to the door of the workshop and asked, Who has toilet paper? Fang Qiang heard it in the toilet, thinking that if there was no more, he would go to Zhongqing's side to take a bath, why shout loudly, if others knew about it, it would not be a joke, and if the master knew, he would scold himself for not having a long memory. Hearing Zhao Yun ask, "You are not a woman, do you still want to use that?" Zhang Ming said anxiously, Fang Qiang wiped his ball. Hahaha, the yard laughed, Fang Qiang put on his pants and came out, everyone outside looked at him with a smile, and he said even more angrily, It's so difficult to find some newspapers, I'll take a shower at night. The master pointed at Fang Qiang and said, "I told you, why did you forget, you don't need to wipe the newspaper, the pants will be wiped off for you." The master said again: In the past, when we repaired the big car, our faces were full of engine oil, not to mention the cows.
Hearing what the master said, his heart calmed down, and he was no longer angry with Zhang Ming, and the master said again: Now it's dirty, when you have the ability, you can open your own repair shop, and you won't have to suffer if you have more money. He listened and nodded, and also gave himself an ideal, and now he will not be bitter if he suffers. Leaning on the wall and basking in the spring sun, the sun is very warm, soothing people's nerves and dying of comfort.
After getting off work and eating early, Zhao Yun shouted, don't go, drink beer. Zhang Ming promised to be okay, Fang Qiang shouted, "Tomorrow night, I'll go back and pack my luggage." Zhang Ming took his hand and asked, "What do you have, the broken quilt is still the boss's, do you still have the face to ask for it?" Fang Qiang shook his head and said, "I, I'm not the one." Zhang Minggui smiled and said, "You must have some secrets, I'll go with you." Fang Qiang thought about it, how could he take him when he went to find his girlfriend, besides, he was still the sister of the bar, if others knew that public opinion would be under pressure. He hurriedly said, "You can't go." Zhang Ming saw that he was nervous and couldn't let him go, he didn't let go, he struggled, Zhang Ming shouted, Zhao Yun, come and tie up Fang Qiang. This is good, he was restrained by them, he wanted to exert his power like a hero, but it was his friend, and it seemed that he could only obey and then find an opportunity to escape.
Zhao Yun brought a beer, of course, and melon seeds to kill time, there were fewer people after work, the master said, go home and pick up the doll. Moving bricks and carrying stools to sit together, there is a new rule for drinking, that is, rock-scissors to determine the winner and loser, and the loser to drink. Fang Qiang fought first, starting from Zhang Ming's side, turning around, and starting from Zhao Yun, there was not much beer after the fourth pass, Fang Qiang said; The two of them left, and out of the alleyway he saw the bus coming. Zhang Ming went in to buy wine, and when he came out, he saw Fang Qiang, he was already about to get on the bus, and he waved his hand and said with a smile: See you tomorrow. Zhang Ming put down the beer and ran after him, it was too late, he had already gotten into the car, he pointed and scolded.
The bus was bumpy and crowded, and it was going to the West Station. Passing by the central square, where there are many people dancing and it is very lively. The car stopped, went down and pulled people, and then came up, as if there was an old man, he hurriedly turned his face and looked at the scenery outside the window. Squeezing around, rocking around, sitting is better than standing. It was already dark when he arrived at the West Station, and he estimated that she was about to go to work at the bar, so he hurriedly walked along the way she came.