Thirty pages of A4 paper, strung together by a thread, hung at the head of the bed as the early morning sun illuminated the room.

Li Guanchao, who hadn't slept all night, didn't feel tired, his eyes were fixed on the simple calendar he made, looking at the number 30 on the first page, and suddenly felt that his somewhat tired life had a color.

Walking out of the room and pushing open the courtyard door, today's blue brick alley is also very colorful.

Uncle Wang, who walks the birds, whistles on time and wanders in the alley, and the old couple who sell soy milk fritters are busy pouting their butts in the breakfast shop.

The young people who are in a hurry to work, and the children who are jumping up and down are carrying schoolbags with innocent faces.

The smell of meat buns, pancakes, and all kinds of snacks wafted in the air, and the noisy words filled the ears.

Everything is full of pyrotechnics and human touch, and it seems that people's dreams of getting rich have no impact after they are shattered.

It should also be the case, people must always look forward, firewood, rice, oil and salt will always be the main theme in the lives of ordinary people.

Li Guanchao greeted the big girl and little daughter-in-law who knew each other all the way to the end of the alley, and saw John with pink hair outside Lao Zhang's bun shop from a distance, but before he could get closer, he was pierced through his eardrum by a scolding sound.

"If you don't have any interest, you deserve to be poor, poor for a lifetime!"

Looking at the sound, it is the old courtyard of the Red Gate by the street.

Li Guanchao didn't care, and the neighbors in the alley didn't care, because Master Sun's house fights every day, and everyone is used to it.

Sitting across from John, the guy was nibbling on a meat bun, dipped in soy sauce and vinegar mixed with chili peppers, and a thin bead of sweat oozed from his forehead.

As soon as Li Guanchao raised his hand, the owner of the store shouted: "Okay." "Apparently what he eats, the boss is clear.

After eating the last bite of the bun, John put down his chopsticks and said while wiping his mouth: "Don't say it, if you really leave, there will be no one to eat breakfast with me, no one is used to it." ”

Li Guanchao picked up the chopsticks and ate the remaining small pickles on the table first: "Don't be so basic, how are the wedding preparations?"

John stroked his pink hair that he hadn't had time to go to the store to finish, and his old face was bitter: "No, can you not mention this bad thing this morning, I didn't talk about it." ”

Li Guanchao asked, "How much money do you want?"

"Two hundred thousand!" John complained, "I don't understand the fuck, is this marriage or selling my daughter as a pig?"

"Come on, pork soup dumplings!"

The fat-headed and big-eared old Zhang in the bun shop brought the hot buns to the table, Li Guanchao didn't wait for his hands, John grabbed one with his bare hands and stuffed it into his mouth, as if he wanted to relieve his anger, but he was screamed by the scalding.

Li Guanchao was much more cautious, eating hot buns and saying hotly: "No.. To give... No.... Marry?"

John nodded: "It's all taken back to my hometown, what do you say?" ”

Li Guanchao finally finished eating a bun and asked, "Is it because your in-laws think you are too old?"

John: "......" angrily pointed to his extraordinarily bright hair, picked up his snow-white shirt, patted his skinny pants, and finally looked at his beanie shoes with his eyes, as if to say that Lao Tzu is very trendy, and Lao Tzu is still very young.

Li Guanchao smiled, picked up another bun and ate it, without commenting on his dress at the junction of urban and rural areas.

John rolled his eyes and said, "Don't talk about me, talk about you." ”

"What's wrong with me?"

John knocked on the table: "Don't play stupid, you don't know what Su Jie wanted to say yesterday?"

Li Guanchao's emotional experience can write 10,000 books, of course he will not understand.

John hated that iron could not be made of steel, and continued: "Li Guanchao, you said that you are an unemployed vagrant, you are nothing, why does a sister like Su Jie fall in love with you." ”

Li Guanchao replied calmly: "I'm handsome." ”

“......”

John hurriedly took a sip of water: "Handsome and can't be eaten!"

Actually, yes, this kind of thing is all for the ugly people to comfort themselves. Li Guanchao looked at John's old face and blinked twice, the meaning was self-evident.

John: "...... , No, can you talk well, why are you picking at people's eyes with sand on your side?"

"Inside, let me ask you something, seriously, seriously. ”

John nodded when he saw Li Guanchao's rare formal appearance.

Li Guanchao put down his chopsticks, pushed open the cage of the drawer in front of him, and checked the situation around him, and then whispered: "Have you noticed that your hairline has moved up recently, and you have begun to lose your hair?"

John: "???"

"Do you occasionally have physical exhaustion, backache and leg pain, lack of energy, as if your body has been hollowed out?"

John looked at Li Guanchao in surprise, although he said everything in the middle, but as a man, how could he admit it? What's more, Li Guanchao must have asked this ......

"Are you going to be a kidney treasure salesman?"

Li Guanchao: "You are a kidney-treasure salesman, your whole family is ......"

"Don't mind, what are you going to do?"

Li Guanchao coughed and said seriously: "I recently got the guidance of the master and practiced a set of breathing and breathing techniques, as long as I am not sore in the morning every day, my waist is not sore, my back is not painful, and I can do it seven times a night!"

John's eyebrows were raised and lowered: "Who do you go with seven times, and you can't break the skin seven times?"

Li Guanchao: "......"

John continued: "Where else is there a master, is there a big one with me?"

"What is breathing, is it meditation?"

As he spoke, his voice became smaller and smaller, and his body began to lean forward slightly, and in the end, his old face was already close to Li Guanchao, and he used his right hand that was full of calluses to block half of his face anyway, and coughed lightly as a foreshadowing.

"Inside, can you really do it seven times?"

......

People always have weaknesses, and insight into weaknesses can play with people in applause!

Li Guanchao, who has lived for 10,000 years, knows this very well, and he didn't lie to John, after all, the aura has been retraced, and cultivation can enhance the body, and naturally it can also be enhanced... Not to mention seven, eighteen times is also achievable.

So looking at John, he nodded solemnly, but before he could say 'true ability', Su Jie's voice came from not far away: "Li Guanchao." ”

"Huh?"

"Why can't I get through on my phone?"

"I didn't bring it for breakfast, this is?"

In the picture in front of her, Su Jie's BMW X5 stopped at the corner of the street shiningly, she restored Su Ge's true colors today, wearing jeans and a white T-shirt, no fat powder, but beautiful and beautiful.

At the same time, there was a little girl standing next to the BMW with Su Jie.

The girl is not very old, not as tall as Su Jie's shoulders, and a little slender, as if a gust of wind can blow it down.

The skin is Q bomb, a pair of big eyes are very bright, but the slightly frowning brow and the closed lip line form a small stinky face, which is a little cool.

Su Jie pulled her to Li Guanchao's face: "It's called Uncle Li." ”

Li Guanchao raised his hand and interrupted: "Don't mind, call brother." ”

The little girl still had that stinky expression: "Okay, Uncle Li." ”