Every day I live with Zheng Siqi is like a drop of clean water on the eaves poured into a pond. There will be subtle sweet ripples, but in the end it's soft and quiet, not too special. The other party wants to get up early to go to Lida, and Qiao Fengtian has to start over and devote himself to the business of the store. Du Dong was very unhappy when he saw it, and he didn't discuss it with Qiao Fengtian, and recruited two more apprentices.
"Anyway, we are, too... how do you say that word?"
"shareholder."
"Hey, right to the shareholders, hey, you said that you are all shareholders, and you are still sitting in the store like a big Buddha all day long. Your grandmother told you to take good care of the little five sons. , bring me home at noon and evening with the child!"
"Can you bombard me all day long?" Qiao Fengtian tugged at the half-length apron that Du Dong had untied. "You don't own the store alone."
"My big boss and your second boss, you have to listen to me and make you a styling director, so you don't have to be busy all day!" Du Dong raised his dangling eyes and pointed his nostrils at Qiao Fengtian, "Look at you shaking me here all day long. Just panic, go home, cook and take your children!"
"Then don't you take time to take care of Li Li?"
"Fuck, that aunt of hers has such a strong stomach that she can fight bloody Tianhong from the first floor to the sixth floor. Do you want me to take care of it? You should eat less radishes and worry about it, walk around!"
People kicked him out of the door just like that, and what he didn't know was that the two of them were going to fly solo.
Qiao Fengtian didn't know what to do, and smiled at Du Dong through the glass door behind him; Du Dongji put his hands on the top of his bald head in a funny way to compare his heart, and then raised his thumb to Qiao Fengtian before grinning. Mouth smiles open. At once rough, yet carefully kind and warm.
Therefore, he had to change the original schedule, which had no spare time, and the time became flexible and relaxed. You can pick up Zheng Yu and Xiao Wuzi, and you can cook for Zheng Siqi as you originally thought. Qiao Fengtian is a person who is not rigid in life. Knowing that Zheng Siqi likes to eat fish, he will not always cook it. He will eat it every two days, steam or braise it, and occasionally stew soup. After the boiled milk is bubbling, turn off the heat and put it in his glass-colored fish. in the soup pot.
I heard that it is from staub, a French brand who is used to making enamel pots. Qiao Fengtian, who is expensive, is speechless, thinking that you can't make it, but you will spend it.
Qiao Fengtian later told Zheng Siqi what Du Dong said in the study, but Zheng Siqi didn't speak for a long time. When Qiao Fengtian was wondering what he was going to ask him, he clicked his tongue and said, "It turns out that there has always been a right beside you. You are such a good man."
Qiao Fengtian blinked before laughing, "Everyone is about to become a father, Teacher Zheng."
"I'm more senior than him as a father." Zheng Siqi touched his face, "It's impossible not to like what you like."
Qiao Fengtian let him rub, and looked at him with a smile, "Are you really jealous, fake jealous?"
"Really delicious."
"I don't believe it." Qiao Fengtian brushed his hand away, "Pretend."
Taking the time to go to the bank to check the current account in the account, the four-digit balance was miserable. So I thought about taking over the makeup and private work of the wedding stage, earning more and less, and getting familiar with the technology again. That time, I was looking on my mobile phone to see if there were any nearby recruitments, but I couldn't find any suitable ones. Instead, I took a call from the traffic police brigade. When he picked it up, he was instructing him to get Qiao Liang's detained driver's license.
The person receiving the reception was still the traffic policeman Liu, who had changed into a thin summer uniform with short sleeves; he still looked like Zeng Keqiang, his single hair was shorter than before, and became a fluffy round inch. . The three-blade ceiling fan on the top was rusted and rotated slowly, blowing his collar up and down.
He glanced at Qiao Fengtian several times in the reception room, bit the end of his eyes and raised his eyebrows, "Why did you twist your hair and dye it black."
Is cutting your hair so unbelievable? Qiao Fengtian thought to himself.
"One is that the weather is hot, so it is shortened. The other is that people have grown up, and they don't want to bury their love, so they are blackened."
"Yo." Liu traffic police fetched the water for him in front of the water dispenser, but smiled uncomfortably, "I think you are going to get married."
Your children and grandchildren are full, and I can't even get married.
"It's nothing."
"How is your brother?" He put the paper cup filled with water on Qiao Fengtian's coffee table. Qiao Fengtian didn't know if it was his own delusion or not, but he always felt that the other party's eyes seemed to wander up and down his body, meaning he was prying and asking.
"Going back to my hometown to recuperate." Qiao Fengtian felt uncomfortable.
"What about your physical condition?"
"Reluctantly, I'm not very active. I have to be taken care of by people for three meals and daily life. I'm still slow to talk to him. For the time being, I can only say a few simple sentences." Going for the better.”
Traffic police officer Liu raised his eyebrows clearly, nodded while leaning on the desk case, and nodded while biting the tail of his cigarette, then asked, "Why don't you go back to your hometown together?"
Does this matter to you
Qiao Fengtian touched his nose, "Is it okay to make money to support the family?"
Traffic Police Liu laughed again and shook his head, "No problem, no problem."
When I got Qiao Liang's driver's license again, I opened it and looked at the correct one-inch license, and people were in a trance. Mortal people are especially meager, and death is even more unpredictable. For some reason, the traffic police brigade always hangs those man-made disasters that are as fierce as tigers on the wall, using calm color photos and cold and restrained writing to give people a real red and tragic. Qiao Fengtian felt uncomfortable after a few glances.
For an individual, an accident is indeed like a collapsed snow mountain, involving the surrounding people and experiencing earth-shaking changes. But for the environment that is constantly galloping, it is a small and insignificant point among thousands. Death is sometimes unfortunate and fortunate, and life is sometimes fortunate and unfortunate.
The mentality of being afraid of Jingsheng for ten years made Qiao Fengtian wish he could call Zheng Siqi now and instruct him to drive well, cherish his life well, and live for a long time. But there is a tragic and solemn meaning like saying goodbye in the words. He is in the second pole, and he is really embarrassed to say it to him.
"We still have to wait for the compensation." Traffic police Liu was behind him. "The female college student's family heard that there was a lot of trouble with the driver's family. You should pay it back."
"It doesn't matter whether I pay or not." He turned to him, "I never went to the hospital to ask, how is the girl's recovery?"
"I was discharged from the hospital at the end of last month and said that I will graduate at the end of June. It seems that there is no problem with walking and doing things, but after I can't bear the weight, I can't stand for a long time or run fast."
Qiao Fengtian paused for a while, "I'm really sorry for her."
Traffic Police Liu thought it was funny, "It has nothing to do with your side."
"I mean, I shouldn't have made such a scene in front of her ward last time."
"Then why don't you say that you will be beaten." The other party sneered softly, the maliciousness was not so obvious, more like disdain, "I don't know if it's better to say good-hearted, or the Virgin White Lotus."
With a little bit of a gun and a stick, Qiao Fengtian is neither angry nor angry, "what do you think I am, I am, you are happy. If there is nothing else, I will go back first, and I will give it to me if I have something. I'll call, I'll be here on time, I'll trouble you today."
"Hey." Liu traffic policeman saw Qiao Fengtian smiled politely at himself, then walked out, and hurriedly stopped him.
"What's wrong?"
"I'm off work too, I'll take you back."
Qiao Fengtian shook his head and waved his hand, "You two steps ahead is the bus stop, which is very convenient." The truth is, I'm not familiar with you.
Who knew that this person was still an unrepentant person, he took his own Honda CB motorcycle with a beautiful hood and a strong mechanical sense, punched out the gate of the traffic police team, and caught up with Qiao Fengtian behind him "dudu" Hit the horn.
This kind of motorcycle horn thief sounded like an air defense alarm, and Qiao Fengtian couldn't wait to roll his eyes.
"I really don't need it, I thank you, I understand your heart."
"I'll take you back and you won't lose any meat." He lifted the visor of his helmet and smiled speciously.
"I'll wait and sit in the opposite direction, we won't be on the way."
"If I don't say come over to catch up with you, I'll go in the opposite direction too." He honked the horn again.
Qiao Fengtian turned around in tears, "Aren't you a traffic policeman, don't disturb the people?"
"Then come up!"
"… "
"What are you talking about, can't you give me a face?"
At the end of the day, Qiao Fengtian walked over to pick up a helmet handed over by the other party, put it on his head at will, and turned over to the back seat. The person in front instructed him to help him, and he just grabbed the small parts at hand that could not be named. Looking around, I found a footrest to rest on.
He wouldn't support his waist even if it was thrown away. He hadn't even looped around Zheng Siqi's waist, nor had his back been pasted.
"where to?"
"Linan University, please."
The speed of the motorcycle is extremely fast, and the wind is almost suffocating. Qiao Fengtian didn't like the sight of the street trees and the passing pedestrians quickly passing backwards. Fluency is, stimulation is also, but in the end everyone has their own aspirations. He clenched the handlebar in his hand again, and the humming of the engine lifted his heart to his throat. At this moment, I can't help knowing that what I like is always slow and still water.