A Life of Food and Lust

Chapter 50

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"Stop talking! It's all because of the guy named Lu Renyi! Bai He canceled this trip!" The boy pointed at me, full of hatred.

"Master, a few bottles of orange juice."

"Wait!" Comrade Xiao said in a deep voice. I raised my head as the translator for the housekeeper, and at the same time pressed the housekeeper's left hand into his suit pocket. Comrade Zhao's eyes were so old that he could react quickly enough. One of the five-fourth style pointed at the butler, and the other pointed at the bodyguard behind Aoba Ankang. The action was done in one go, and he did not forget to open the insurance.

"Please don't get me wrong, I'm taking my wallet."

Sometimes, people's eyes will deceive themselves, Comrade Xiao Zhao is falsely surprised this time. The housekeeper sweated profusely and took out a wallet from the inner pocket on his chest. I shook my head when I saw that he took out a few ten thousand yuan bills from the wallet, and simply took out ten yuan from his pocket to pay for him.

Of course, I have not forgotten to draw two from the pile of ten thousand yuan bills in the middle-aged man's hands as personal gifts for me.

"Not bad, I can hold Saichiro's hand, the little guy's potential is not small." Aoya Ankang smiled, Xiao Zhao's gun did not move, until Duanmu Wang clapped his hands, this silently Put away the gun.

Because I was in the corner, no one noticed it. The only eyewitness was the old woman. There was no surprise on her face. On the contrary, the June 4th pistol in her hand made me roll my eyes. I dare to believe that this is a Hongmen Banquet today, but I am a fool. I know.

"Hello, this is Saichiro Tsuchiya. You are the most profitable child I have ever seen."

"Thank you, but where is your young master."

The resentment in my eyes was really heartbreaking when I saw this. But in line with the great sentiment of taking your sickness to your life, not sprinkling salt on the wound is like not sprinkling dog blood on a Hong Kong and Taiwan TV series.

"The skills are not as good as people, you know, at night, many things are covered by the night's "color"."

Aoba Ankang is a refreshing person, so refreshed that I am embarrassed to continue to pester, but since Shirato is not going to Japan, then I don't need to stay here. After the guest, I patted Saichiro on the shoulder.

"Mr. Saichiro, your Chinese is very poor, how is it? Are you interested in coming to China as a housekeeper and learning Chinese?"

"Thank you for your kindness, but I think for a Chinese master, a housekeeper who spends 20,000 yen to buy a few bottles of orange juice is really useless."

"You are a humorous person."

"It's the same with you, goodbye, little guy."

"Goodbye."

Turned to leave this corner, this time I was holding Duanmu and looking around, but I did not forget to get two bottles of orange juice from the old woman. Probably I have never seen a brave child like me. This fake old woman didn't stop me from doing this. The act of embezzling public property.

"Where are you going?"

At the exit of the airport, taking the opportunity of Uncle Zhao to drive, Duan Muwang stopped. She looked at me and made my heart "bewildered".

Bai He doesn't go to Japan, she cares about me, and cares that if I don't give her an explanation, she won't leave.

Duanmuwang, what does she care about me, and I will give her an explanation.

"You are going to see Bai He, right."

"Yes it is."

"It's okay, I will let Uncle Zhao send you in a car."

"hope."

"Don't be stupid, I like the doctor Lu Ren who remembers me." The girl with a head higher than me smiled, with a substance in my eyes that I couldn't see clearly. I stretched out my hand, but she gently moved it. Flick away.

"The car is coming, don't let Uncle Zhao see it."

""

Sitting in the car, Duanmuwang just wanted to give orders, and my goal had been decided.

"Go back to Grandpa Ge's house, I haven't eaten this dinner yet."

"it is good."

Uncle Zhao went up to the glass in cooperation, and now it's fine, only the voice of Wang Wang is left in this damn space.

"Don't you go back to see Baihe?"

"I have to eat this dinner today. Don't you know how wonderful your grandpa's face is at noon today." I put the orange juice in my hand to Wang's hand, hoping to throw the orange juice aside: "answer me."

"I said, aren't there any more problems?"

"answer me!"

"Do you really like that doctor Lu Ren who remembers you?" I raised my head and looked at her.

"Yes it is."

"Then what's in front of you."

"I don't know" was very honest, Duan Muwang bit his lip.

"Hope, we all need time, don't we."

"Ok."

"I may never remember you for the rest of my life. If so, would you still like me for the rest of my life."

""I said in that story that the world is very real and life is short. Would you like to use your short life to wait for someone who may not recover for a lifetime."

"I'm waiting for the second time."

"Waiting for the second time?" The bottle in my hand almost slipped out of my hand. What does this mean.

"I mean, I waited so long, I don't care about waiting any longer." A trace of embarrassment flashed across Wang's face, but she soon corrected her topic, but I didn't sell it.

"What does it mean to wait for the second time."

"It's nothing."

"tell me!!"

"What you said, this world is very realistic, and human life is very short."

"So you are like me"

"You are not the original Lu Ren doctor."

Wang's face faded quickly, and I even saw tears in the corners of her eyes.

"You are not Duanmuwang as I know."

"You are the same as Grandpa Mengping said."

"You are actually no different from me."

Just looking at each other like this, thinking of the story of the Seven Lives and Sevenths, my heart suddenly felt a little bit more sad.

When I returned to Duanmu's house, it was time for dinner. As soon as I walked in, I saw Duanmuzhen talking and laughing with a few middle-aged men. Judging from the clothes and clothes, it was obvious that I was wearing a pair of pants with the master.

His old man lowered his face as soon as he saw me coming in, but his father greeted me with a smile, took me in his arms, and then introduced my life to the comrades who used to be on the National Security Front. In the current situation, this one did not forget to add one sentence: He is still the most influential prospective great-grandson in my mind.

Several comrades seemed to recognize me, who was once the gold medalist of Nanfang Weekly, and the praises were endless. One of them even said a sentence that almost made me vomit blood.

"It's not easy. I can write such a good novel at a young age. Not only my daughter likes to read it, but the third part of the six-person line you just started serializing last month even I like it. It's not bad. This old bone of me recalls the original touch."

I finally got down from the father-in-law’s grandfather. I haven’t recovered yet. Hope has already held my hand. In the eyes of all comrades, it is naturally a typical oriental female "sex", old wives and young husbands. Throughout her life, women's junior year holding gold bricks and other topics have emerged one after another.

Duanmuge naturally likes to listen to these, so he flattered each other for a while, but Duanmuzhen's face was the same as mine.

"You have to discuss and I have no objection. What young people want is to understand each other. I don't think it is wrong, but if you break things at home again, my dear daughter, your next year's allowance will become a passing moment on my account."