When Jiang Yuduo walked downstairs to Building 3, Da Bin, who was squatting there smoking, stood up: "Third Brother, everyone has been called and we are waiting on the seventh floor."
"Go up." Jiang Yu grabbed the corridor.
He hadn't been here since the thin uncle died, and Lucy didn't urge him, but another tenant on the seventh floor called twice, saying that the rent would be paid immediately, and that he hoped that he would clean up the house soon.
Jiang Yuduo dragged him and didn't call anyone to clean it up, but it wasn't because he was afraid. There is nothing to be afraid of when someone died. When he was alive, he was just a name on Lucy's register. After turning the page, it was gone. After death, if there is really a King of Hell , is nothing more than a name on the Yama registration book, turn a page, and it is also gone.
He just doesn't want to face that kind of atmosphere, the emptiness after a person who seems to have never existed disappears.
When he reached the fifth floor, Jiang Yuduo smelled incense, and the smell of burning paper.
"What are they doing up there?" He frowned.
"Be a gift, please feel at ease, this person doesn't seem to have any family members," Da Bin whispered, "Also let the tenants next to him look at ease, so that someone who rents out will not be talking nonsense."
"Well." Jiang Yuduo responded.
The windows in the corridor on the seventh floor were open, but it was still filled with smoke. Several little brothers called by Da Bin burned paper in the house and at the door, and lit incense in the house.
"Third brother." They all stopped when they saw Jiang Yuduo come up.
"Is it over?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"That's all, it's all done," said a little brother, "in a while... go in and clean up."
"He packed all his things in boxes," Jiang Yuduo said. "Isn't there a small dilapidated house next to Building 2? Bring it to the old lady who picked up the garbage, she wants it."
"Okay." The little brother nodded, thought about it and whispered, "Does she want all the things of the dead?"
"You just didn't get that share," Jiang Yuduo said, "Hurry up, clean up!"
A group of little brothers are cleaning up in the house. They don’t usually work at home, and they are a little nervous. Anyway, they throw everything in the box, and they clean up like a bell, and those who don’t know think they have robbed. .
Halfway through the pack, the old lady who picked up the trash came, and Jiang Yuduo didn't know how she got to the seventh floor.
"Someone will bring it to you in a while," he said. "No one will rob you."
"I'll take a look." The old lady said and squeezed into the room, hunched over the cardboard box and looked in. After a few glances, she reached into the box and took a plastic cup, took it out, and threw it on the ground, "This I don't want it, I can't use it, and I can't sell it for money."
"Fuck it!" Dabin threw the cup back again, "You fucking picked it up, how can we take it down if you throw it out!"
"I can't sell it for money," the old lady repeated, and pulled out a music box or something. Jiang Yuduo was thinking that the thin uncle is quite interesting, and the old lady has already raised her hand to put the box She fell to the ground, stomped her feet twice, the box shattered on the ground, she scratched with her feet a few times, "There's nothing to sell here..."
Jiang Yuduo didn't know where she got so much energy. He would have to smash the box with both feet.
He frowned, dragged the old lady by the arm, dragged her out, and pointed at her: "If you want to watch here, or go home and wait, if you want to move again, none of these things will give you anything. You keep it."
The old lady glanced at him, very unhappy, and stood aside cursing.
"Otherwise, there must be something to hate about poor people," Da Bin was very upset. "You look at her like this. You give her something with kindness, and you don't want to pick it up and throw it away!"
"Everyone has their own way of living," Jiang Yuduo said. "She doesn't feel it when you're so mad. Just clean it up, and then flush the ground with water when you're done."
"Yeah." Dabin nodded.
Jiang Yuduo took out a big red envelope from his pocket and handed it to Da Bin: "Give it to them later, and then go to eat. I'm bored and leave first."
"Leave it to me," Da Bin took the red envelope, "You go with your own business."
After walking out of the corridor, Jiang Yuduo took a breath of cold air and felt a lot more comfortable.
Lucy made a phone call and asked him to go to the flower shop to help buy some green plants. Those who wanted to ward off evil spirits and make money said that they should be kept in the card house.
"You have a bunch of old smoking guns all day long, smoldering and burning," Jiang Yuduo said, "what kind of thing can hold up, besides, where can there be green plants this season?"
"Whoever said no, they are all raised in greenhouses," said Lucy. "There must be those kinds of indoor plants. Buy more, buy ten pots and eight pots, and they can purify the air."
"I'll go take a look." Jiang Yuduo said.
"Also, my mother is coming over in two days, she said she wants to go back to the old house," said Lucy, "You can find a place to deal with it for two days."
"Well," Jiang Yuduo smiled, "Didn't she say she is not willing to go back, she always quarrels with Mrs. Zhang."
"I'm lonely," said Lucy. "After arguing all my life, I suddenly have no time to quarrel."
"Then I'll tidy up the house first." Jiang Yuduo said.
"Don't clean up. She won't live for two days, so don't bother," said Lucy. "The nanny doesn't want to stay in the old house for a long time, so she must be dragged back."
"Okay." Jiang Yuduo responded.
Lucy's mother is a strange old lady. She refused to live with her daughter when she came back. She had to live in an old house, and then quarreled with the grandmother of the three-and-a-half-year-old child from morning to night. I have to leave, and I will come back to make noise after a few months.
When the old lady came back, Jiang Yuduo went directly to live in the new house, or went to the rental house to find an unoccupied house for two days, but now the new house is rented to Cheng Ke, and the rental house is full. Only the thin uncle's room is empty... We can only go to the hotel.
The only thing that's a little troublesome is meow.
His little brothers are definitely willing to help him raise them, but since they can't even take care of themselves, it is better to put them in the trash can. Except for Chen Qing, he doesn't worry about where they put them.
But Chen Qing lives with his parents, and his mother won't let the hairy things say that they will lose their hair. Chen Qing is not allowed to raise fish, and he probably dislikes losing scales
so troublesome.
Jiang Yuduo lit a cigarette and went to buy green plants first.
There are a lot of flower shops in the past two streets, a road with half of the wedding photography and half of the flower shop.
But he has never been to a flower shop, so he doesn't know what's in it, and it doesn't look like the shop is very big. The ten pots and eight pots that Lucy asked for can't fit in the shop.
Today the sun is not bad and the wind is not too strong, but the temperature is still low, there are few pedestrians on the road, like Cheng Ke, who is afraid of the cold, and will not go out if he has nothing to do.
For Jiang Yuduo, this kind of situation with no one on the street is very good and safe. He does not need to observe and pay attention to each and every one of them, and it will be much easier.
There were indeed a lot of flowers in the flower shop, and it was impossible to see through the glass whether there were any that met Lu Qian's requirements. Jiang Yu took half the street away, randomly picked a flower shop that seemed to have a large capacity, and pushed the door in. .
"Welcome," said a man inside.
Jiang Yuduo didn't see anyone. Out of habit, he stared in the direction of the voice and took two steps over there. He saw someone in the corner squatting there and tying a bunch of flowers with bows.
Then he looked at the store again, there were many flowers, he couldn't even name them, they were all in buckets anyway, and there was a strong aroma in the room.
"Boss, do you have any big green plants here?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"How big is it?" The boss got up and walked over, "Where is it?"
"Let..." Jiang Yuduo was stunned when he saw this person clearly, "The one in the room."
"Yes, there are sizes." The boss said.
"Oh," Jiang Yuduo looked at the man in front of him who sounded like a man but looked like a girl with short hair and put on eyeshadow, "I want a bigger one... I don't think you have it here."
"If you're sure you want it, I'll send it to you directly. The store doesn't have it," the boss said. "Pull it from the shed."
"Ah." Jiang Yuduo nodded, "Just... you recommend something good to raise."
"Okay," the boss took out his phone and nodded, "I'll show you the pictures, you can pick one."
Jiang Yuduo can now be sure that this is a man, and he can see the throat.
In fact, I can usually see men in makeup and men in skirts, but they have never met face to face at such a close distance, let alone spoken. He is a bit awkward now, especially after getting to know Cheng Ke. He no longer glanced at such a person like he used to.
Pretty little cutie.
He had this word all over his head at the moment, and he couldn't escape it.
pretty pretty pretty pretty little cutie little cutie little cutie...
This is supposed to be, right
I rely on Cheng Ke to like this
That taste is a bit incomprehensible.
girl with a handle...
"Brother Cheng, sit down for a while," Xiao Yang said, "I'll bring you a pot of fruit tea."
"No need," Cheng Ke said, "I'll take a look."
"Sit down for a while, I'll be right here." Xiao Yang walked quickly to the table in the leisure area, pulled out the chair, and ran to the tea room quickly.
Cheng Ke had to go over and sit down.
Xiao Yang took the fruit tea and ran back quickly and sat opposite him.
"Actually, Brother Cheng, it's not surprising that you don't remember me," Xiao Yang said. "We have said a few words before."
Still talking
Cheng Ke was even more confused. Ordinarily, with this appearance, he could remember it for a long time without speaking.
"Oh," Xiao Yang sighed, "Two or three years ago, we practiced in the same gym for several months."
"Really?" Cheng Ke glanced at him again, "I know all the private tutors over there."
"I'm not a personal trainer, I was fat back then," Xiao Yang smiled. "It's just fitness, and I asked you for advice."
"...Oh," Cheng Ke gave a sudden realization out of politeness, but let alone two or three years ago, Chong Xiaoyang was a fat man at the beginning, so he couldn't have any impression, "Then you're pretty good, Are you doing private lessons now?"
"I was very interested at that time, and after I passed the test, I quit my job to become a fitness coach," Xiao Yang said, "Brother Cheng, if you live here now, ours is the best place. "
"Well." Cheng Ke responded.
Xiao Yang introduced him for a long time, and Cheng Ke didn't listen too closely to what he said. Anyway, it was almost all that content. The only reason why he could sit here and listen without interruption was that Xiao Yang was good-looking and had a good figure. Shun, the sturdy and slender kind.
Pretty much the same as his previous private lessons.
However... Jiang Yuduo's figure is not as good.
Thinking of Jiang Yuduo, he began to lose his mind a little, and the dream from last night went back and forth in his mind.
Usually, this kind of spring dream will disappear after waking up in the morning, and the back and forth is just that little bit of content, but this scene where Jiang Yuduo participated, he can still remember it to this day.
Probably winter is coming to an end.
Or maybe he had seen Jiang Yuduo's front and back before, and his brain was too specific.
"Brother Cheng?" Xiao Yang called him from the opposite side, "So that's the arrangement?"
Cheng Ke cleared his throat and glanced at Xiao Yang. It was not polite to be distracted in person, and he didn't have the embarrassment to ask how to arrange it. In short, he saw that a lot of content had been written on a form in front of Xiao Yang.
"Ah." He responded casually. It was estimated that he had been away for a long time. Seeing what Xiao Yang meant, it was already an arrangement after the card was issued.
... Just do it, he followed Xiao Yang to hand over the money.
"Brother Cheng, let's add a friend," Xiao Yang said, "it's easy to contact."
"Well." Cheng Ke took out his phone.
"Then start from this Wednesday, the day after tomorrow." Xiao Yang said.
"Okay." Cheng Ke nodded.
Xiao Yang kept sending him out of the gym gate, and then to the street, before turning around and going back.
Cheng Ke breathed a sigh of relief. This was inexplicable. After walking out for a while, he got a card and bought a private teaching class. Until now, he didn't even remember the name of this gym.
Not only are there not many people shopping in this commercial area, but there are also few people eating. Cheng Ke casually went into a western restaurant, and he didn't even see a single person.
He ordered a steak, took out his phone, poked it a few times, and finally clicked on the Moments.
Today's circle of friends is still the home court of the Right Protector. Jiang Yuduo's global support club is an excellent employee and a rumor forwarding expert.
Cheng Ke clicked on a small video posted by Chen Qing before.
This should have been recorded when Jiang Yuduo went to help his little brother find someone. The time was very short, so he turned around and stopped when the camera was facing Jiang Yuduo.
No matter what kind of technology this is.
And then there's a photo.
Jiang Yuduo had a barbecue with a group of people... After Jiang Yuduo had a barbecue with him, he went to have a meal with Chen Qing and the others.
It's quite edible.
Cheng Ke was stunned for a while, and put the phone back in his pocket.
Looking at Chen Qing's circle of friends, he suddenly felt a little disappointed. Jiang Yuduo regarded him as a friend, but in contrast, these people who hang out with him every day are more like friends, at least they seem, or get along with each other. when.
His friend wanted to see Jiang Yuduo now, but he couldn't find a reason.
In other words, he needed a reason for wanting to meet Jiang Yuduo.
It seems that the relationship between him and Jiang Yuduo can never be the same as that of Chen Qing and Jiang Yuduo. There is no need for a reason, just a sentence, or even go directly to his house.
He was the only customer in this restaurant during the entire lunch time. The waiter was probably too bored and stared at him in a daze the whole time.
After eating this steak, which honestly tastes pretty good, Cheng Ke took out his phone again.
Before he regretted it, he quickly called Da Cun's name and sent him a message.
- Let's have dinner tonight
After several minutes, Cheng Ke put the phone back in his pocket and finished paying the bill and was about to leave. The big news came back.
- something
Cheng Ke looked at these two words, and it took a long time for him to recover.
you sir!
There's something about your motherfucker!
A gangster who counts trash bins and looks like he takes time out of his busy schedule to give you a few words is just speechless!
Cheng Ke walked out of the store very upset, took a taxi at the intersection and went home.
Although this may be Jiang Yuduo's normal tone when talking to his friends, for someone with a bit of a ghost at heart, such a reply hurts self-esteem.
Very shameless.
Even if there is no ghost in his heart, Cheng Ke is so old, it is the first time he has received such a reply.
Jiang Yuduo sat on the ground behind the door, watched the blood gushing out from the knife mark on the tiger's mouth in his right hand, and threw the phone on the sofa.
Someone was talking outside the door, a three-and-a-half-year-old child and his grandmother.
"I see, Uncle Jiang's hand is bleeding." Three and a half years old said.
"Enter the house!" His grandmother suppressed her voice. "If you see him in the future, you will run home. He fights with people all day long, and there is nothing strange about bleeding. I want you to ignore him and ignore him!"
"I ignored him," the three-and-a-half-year-old voice became distant, presumably entering the room, "I just saw it."
After the door slammed, the sound could not be heard.
Jiang Yuduo sat for a while before standing up, walked to the window, and looked out through the crack of the curtain.
The person just now is gone.
When he ran back, the man had been behind him and followed closely, and he could vaguely hear the man's breathing.
It was only when he reached the entrance of the corridor that he saw that he was three and a half years old, and the footsteps and gasping voices behind him became farther away.
Jiang Yuduo turned around and entered the bathroom, turned on the faucet on the washbasin, and stretched his right hand under the water to charge.
After rushing for a while, he withdrew his hand, shook it, took the knife out of his pocket, put it under the water and dashed, and then went back to the living room.
While disinfecting the wound, Meow kept sitting on the coffee table watching him.
"I'll feed you later, I'll be in a hurry," Jiang Yuduo said, "I will send you on a trip tomorrow, but I just don't know if your Uncle Cheng would like to raise you for two days."
Meow took two steps towards him, jumped onto the sofa, climbed onto his shoulders along his waist, and called into his ear.
"But I think he likes cats quite a bit," Jiang Yuduo quickly wrapped the bandage around his hand, biting one end and tying it in a knot. For so many years, he has been able to treat such wounds without having to look at them. You're probably fine for two days, but I'm not worried about leaving it with others."
After the wound was healed, he got up to get cat food, poured half a bowl for Miao, and scooped two spoonfuls of canned food: "Eat it, you will be fat."
Cheng Ke hadn't been exercising for a long time, and he felt a little uncomfortable when he suddenly touched the equipment again today.
Xiao Yang is very patient, so patient that he is a bit long-winded: "This sitting position pushes the chest, pay attention... The upper back of the head and the buttocks are close to the back..."
"Yeah." Cheng Ke had already sat down in a standard posture.
Just as he was about to push to see if the weight was appropriate, Xiao Yang's hand suddenly touched his stomach: "Tighten your stomach and stretch your chest..."
Cheng Ke was already ready, but he exhaled all of his anger.
"Take a deep breath," Xiao Yang said and put his hands up on his chest again, "the chest exerts force, don't fully straighten your arms when pushing..."
Cheng Ke calmed down and slowly pushed it a few times. He felt that the weight was okay. When he was about to continue, the phone next to him rang.
"You answer the phone first." Xiao Yang walked away.
Cheng Ke picked up the phone and glanced at it, it was Jiang Yuduo's phone.
When he was habitually trying to swipe away, his fingers stopped again, and after two seconds he pressed mute, then stared at the phone screen until the call hung up.
He was about to put the phone back, when the phone rang again, and a message came in.
Sent in large.
-Are you at home
Cheng Ke happily replied.
- something
Jiang Yuduo's phone came back a second later.
Because the interval was too short, Cheng Ke didn't respond, and when he pressed his finger down, he just clicked to answer, so he had to say "hello".
"Are you free later?" Jiang Yuduo's voice came.
The first time he heard Jiang Yuduo speak, Cheng Ke felt that his voice was very nice, and it was very comfortable to listen to now.
But he insisted on answering: "It's something."
"What's the matter," Jiang Yuduo said, "it's only five o'clock, have you been working until night?"
"I'll keep working until tomorrow night." Cheng Ke said.
"...Are you taking revenge on me?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
Cheng Ke tutted and didn't speak.
"No," Jiang Yuduo also clicked, "Are you naive?"
"I'm three and a half years old," Cheng Ke said, "what's the matter."
"Where are you?" Jiang Yuduo asked, "Is it outside? There's still music."
"Gym." Cheng Ke said.
"Fitness?" Jiang Yuduo was stunned for a while, "You're still doing fine... Then I'll go look for you."
"Huh?" Only now did Cheng Ke feel that Jiang Yuduo should be looking for him for something, "what's the matter?"
"Just..." Jiang Yuduo hesitated, "I'll talk about it in the past, and I'll treat you to dinner later."
"Okay," Cheng Ke said, "then come here, I'll be on the street in the business district on the supermarket side... What gym on the second floor... "
"What the fuck is this?" Jiang Yuduo sighed, "Okay, send me a location and I'll find it myself."
After Cheng Ke gave Jiang Yuduo the location, Xiao Yang came over: "Any friend coming over?"
"Well." Cheng Ke hurriedly sat down in a standard posture before he reached out to touch his stomach and chest.
"Do you want to end it early?" Xiao Yang asked, "There is still half an hour."
"No," Cheng Ke said, "it's almost time for him to come."
"Okay," Xiao Yang smiled, "then continue."
It's a little far from Jiang Yuduo's house. Jiang Yuduo likes to walk wherever he goes, and it takes almost twenty minutes to come here.
But ten minutes later, Cheng Kezheng pushed halfway, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Jiang Yuduo walking right in front of him.
There was plenty of heating in the gym, Jiang Yuduo took off his jacket as he walked away.
The pose of taking off the jacket is very handsome.
"Brother Cheng," Xiao Yang held the handle next to him, "Concentrate."
Cheng Ke took his eyes back and let go after pushing.
"Your friend is here?" Xiao Yang looked at Jiang Yuduo.
"Well." Cheng Ke stood up.
Xiao Yang nodded to Jiang Yuduo and glanced at Cheng Ke again: "Brother Cheng, let's be here today, it's almost time."
"Okay." Cheng Ke said.
After Xiao Yang walked away, Jiang Yuduo asked in a low voice, "Who is this person?"
"I teach privately." Cheng Ke said.
"Ah," Jiang Yuduo glanced at Xiao Yang again, "Ah."
Cheng Ke looked at him: "Are you a fart?"
Jiang Yuduo cleared his throat: "No."