"So, you agreed to join the Hanshan Clan?" Zhou Shu suddenly raised his voice, overpowering the shouts of winter melon sellers nearby.
"Hush—" Xia Yuzhou punched him and told him to keep his voice down.
Fortunately, the morning market was quite noisy and didn't attract many people's attention. The uncle who only sold winter melons glared at them: "You two don't buy winter melons, don't block my business."
Zhou Shu tightened the mask on his face so as not to be recognized by others.
"Don't worry, no one will recognize you at the morning market," Xia Yuzhou dragged his younger brother through the crowd, and handed a plastic jug to the owner of the poultry slaughter shop. "Old rules, duck blood."
The boss is a short-footed, round-bellied man, without asking too much, he grabbed a duck out of the cage neatly, plucked its hair and cut its throat, and hung it upside down on the tin bucket.
Zhou Shu was still angry, staring viciously at the struggling duck on the tin bucket: "Are you still thinking about him?"
The boss was putting a container under the duck's head, and a voice came out from the bucket: "There are no chickens, the chickens will be killed until someone buys them, and these ducks will be sent to the roast duck restaurant."
Zhou Shu: "..."
Xia Yuzhou pressed his fist to his lips and smiled: "The conscience of heaven and earth, I really don't care about it. I can't eat enough to eat, so I don't want to fall in love. I can't help it. I live under a low eaves. Besides, why give his family to eat meat? Our living habits are too different."
When it came to eating meat, Xia Yuzhou's face suddenly changed. The Nan Guo family eats meat, the three bottles of blood that He Yu gave him yesterday, could it be human blood
"Xiao Xia is here to buy duck blood again." The proprietress came out to pour waste water and greeted Xia Yuzhou, "Your brother is hungry again?"
"What brother?" Zhou Shu turned his head, his fierce eyes made the proprietress tremble in fright.
Xia Yuzhou hurriedly interrupted: "I don't have any brother, the lady boss can go get busy."
The boss who hung up the duck over there walked over to get the second duck, but this time he heard clearly: "Xiao Xia has a younger brother who likes to eat duck blood tofu, and it must be freshly made at home with fresh blood. They lie on the ground and roll around without being given food."
Zhou Shu slowly turned his head to look at his brother: "Lying on the ground...rolling?"
"It's not what I said, it's what my father said. When he came to buy it before, he said that his son wanted to eat it, but I couldn't say that I wanted to eat it." Xia Yuzhou gritted his teeth and said in a low voice. When the boss looked over, it was as if he hadn't spoken, and he still smiled awkwardly but brightly.
After pouring a pot of duck blood, the two brothers pushed each other to leave the morning market.
Xia Yuzhou stuffed the plastic pot into his younger brother, and he sent a message to He Yu, asking him what kind of blood it was.
Zhou Shu muttered: "Do you know how valuable my hand is? How dare you ask me to lift something heavy."
Xia Yuzhou raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head: "Si Jun, the piano master's hand, even helped me carry my luggage."
When Zhou Shu heard this, his red hair exploded in an instant: "You said you don't miss him! Let's remember him now."
Xia Yuzhou was very helpless: "I said that it has nothing to do with him, he is just an ordinary ex, we have to be objective, we can't just hold grudges and forget good things."
"I don't think he's any good," Zhou Shu spat, "Tell me to work for King Bi, bah, let him bite off his head."
While talking, I returned to the dental clinic. Chen Mo, a young boy in a fat T-shirt, is holding a glass bottle with floral stickers and a straw in it, talking to the proprietress of the coffee shop next door while drinking.
Chen Mo: "My parents divorced, and my mother took me."
The proprietress looked sympathetic: "Your father is really cruel, don't you want such a good son?"
Chen Mo: "Based on my years of observation, my dad may have been cheated on."
The proprietress: "..."
Just as he was talking about seeing Xia Yuzhou come back, the young boy said, "Father."
The proprietress: "!!!"
Xia Yuzhou walked over quickly, pulled the child off the low wall, and turned to greet the neighbor: "The child is not sensible, did he cause you any trouble?"
The proprietress looked pale, and patted Xia Yuzhou's shoulder sympathetically: "Xiao Xia, remember to tell the elder sister if you have any difficulties."
"Ah?" Xia Yuzhou didn't know why, when the phone rang, it was He Yu who came back.
[Senior: That's vegetarian food, eat it at ease. There is no meat in the finished pasteurized blood, and meat dishes are usually eaten directly. If it must be processed, you must provide the raw materials yourself.]
Providing raw materials by oneself, this scene is too cruel. Xia Yuzhou was glad again that he didn't join the Nanguo Clan, otherwise, seeing them biting people and bleeding every day, they would definitely have psychological problems after a long time.
I called the cleaning staff to clean it yesterday, and the clinic is much cleaner than before. The child supported the countertop of the bar, jumped up and sat down neatly, dangling his calves: "I haven't had such strength for a long time! Dad, let me help you work!"
It has actually been just over a month since I got sick, but it seems like a hundred years have passed. Nothing is more precious than a healthy body, and if he chooses again, he will throw himself into the embrace of darkness without hesitation.
"Look at how well-behaved he is. He doesn't look like you. He just beeps when he lifts a plastic bucket." Xia Yuzhou kicked Zhou Shu, told him to put the duck blood in the refrigerator, and then touched his son's head and stuffed a meat bun. He said, "Eat first, and eat the biggest meal in the world."
Zhou Shu: "..."
Having a son and forgetting his younger brother, Zhou Shu sat down where he was, and drank half a bucket of duck blood angrily.
Xia Yuzhou was eating buns while looking at his mobile phone. The housekeeper Ron sent a WeChat message, asking them to go to the mansion for training in three nights.
"I'm not going, there's a training match tonight." Zhou Shu became agitated, and the straw attached to the blood tooth came off, throwing blood beads all over his face. Wiping it with the back of his hand, rubbing his hand full of bright red again, he kicked the cardboard box angrily, and got up to wash his hands.
"Okay, I'll go and listen, and I'll tell you when I come back." Xia Yuzhou didn't force it. It is obviously impossible for Zhou Shu to live in peace with Si Jun now. Left and right, he was only going to mix a month's rations, and when his son recovered, they didn't need Pap blood, so they didn't have to see each other often.
The family of three ate breakfast, rolled up their sleeves and began to tidy up the clinic.
The consumables ordered before have arrived and need to be put away by category. It includes a lot of knives and grinding wheels, which is also a physical effort.
Xia Yuzhou grabbed his younger brother who was about to do it: "Go and sort out customer information, let me do it."
Naogui Naogui, those valuable hands should be cherished. In the past, when the head of the art troupe saw Si Jun carrying his luggage, he jumped on his feet and scolded him for half an hour, "This is the hand of God, it is used to play the piano, how can you do such a dangerous thing! The loss of the world. Precious hands must be kept away from heavy objects, from all sharp objects".
The same was true for Tree's hand, Xia Yuzhou couldn't really let him touch the knife.
Carrying a box of goods and walking into the house, seeing Zhou Shu's blown red hair slowly soften, Xia Yuzhou raised his hand and rubbed his head, telling him not to be too moved. Otherwise, it would be embarrassing for my younger brother to help him carry heavy objects when he gets excited.
When a box of goods came out, the younger brother, who was moved by brotherhood, had already fallen asleep lying on the cardboard box.
Xia Yuzhou: "..."
Sure enough, my younger brother can't be spoiled. Turn around and go out, borrow two boys from the neighbor to do the heavy work, and wait for Zhou Shu to wake up and ask him to pay the bill. Then, he turned on the old computer and asked his son to sort out customer information. I lay down on the cardboard box next to my brother and started playing with my phone.
Re-open the "Blood Alliance Online Business Hall", enter the new account that Si Jun gave him yesterday to log in.
A crescent moon rises from the lower end of the screen, and the moon glides over the silver lyre, accompanied by the sound of ancient string music. The startup screen was completely different from the previous ones, and Xia Yuzhou guessed that it should have something to do with the clan emblems of each clan.
The Shiqin that can be seen everywhere in the house should be the symbol of the Hanshan family. Yesterday, I logged in with the He Yu recommendation account, and the red rose with thorns displayed was probably the totem of the Nan Guo clan.
Click on the freshman group again, and his name prefix has changed to Hanshan's as expected. This time Xia Yuzhou remembered to choose a screen name for himself, and happily chatted with the children.
[Hanshan's Yaya: Hello everyone! I'm new here, how do I exchange for pasteurized blood?]
[Hanshan's = =: Who are you? How come I don't know you.]
[Nan Guo Shiqing: Huh?]
[SSR of the Sixteenth Clan: Hehe, the Hanshan Clan also has an illegitimate child. Isn't it the oldest and noblest clan? Also so careless.]
[Hanshan's = =: Who is not particular about it? Fifteen!]
[Qingyang family woof: Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha...]
The children started arguing, scolding each other in various dialects and swiping the screen quickly. The elderly Xia Yuzhou couldn't keep up with their train of thought, so he could only shut up and watch. It seems that the conflict between the Hanshan family and the Shiliu family is indeed not small, even children are like this. Looking up at Chen Mo, who is working diligently on the form: "Son, do you want to join this group and chat with the children."
"No need," Chen Mo tapped the keyboard quickly, "Their IQs are too low."
Xia Yuzhou sat up, looked at his son's earnest profile, and remembered Si Jun's conscientiousness in sorting out the difficult and difficult forms for him at that time, which was somewhat similar.
Say Cao Cao, and Cao Cao will arrive.
As soon as he thought of Si Jun, the man called.
Xia Yuzhou pressed his finger on the screen, touched it as soon as it rang, and answered it automatically.
Si Jun over there was quiet for a moment before speaking: "Why don't you wait for two rings before answering?"
The strict young master Si has always paid attention to ringing twice before answering the phone, saying that this is modern social etiquette. If he picks up after more than three rings, he will say sorry first.
Xia Yuzhou: "I'm sorry, we small citizens are not so particular."
Si Jun was silent for a while: "I can't pick you up at night, the big knight will go there after nightfall."
Judging from the meaning of these words, Lai Sijun planned to pick him up, Xia Yuzhou was very surprised: "Introduction training, the lord still takes care of picking him up?"
Si Jun took a breath slowly, as if he was enduring something, and finally restrained himself and said: "Something happened, it's not safe at night. You can stay here after visiting, and leave after dawn."
Zhou Shu's small snoring stopped abruptly, he sat up suddenly, and grabbed the phone with his hands: "Why stay here, what do you mean by the surname Si?"
Si Jun: "Literally, this is an order, please follow it."
Zhou Shu's sleeping red hair exploded in an instant: "Fuck some eggs, and give orders, who are you?"
Si Jun didn't want to argue with him, so he hung up the phone after finishing his sentence.
Zhou Shu jumped down from the cardboard box, furious: "I knew it! This kid has no good intentions! That's why he asked you to join the Hanshan Clan!"
"For what?" Chen Mo poked his head out from behind the high platform.
Zhou Shu: "Unspoken rules for your father!"
Chen Mo: "It makes sense."
Xia Yuzhou: "... He probably didn't mean that."
Zhou Shu didn't listen, and walked around like a fire-breathing dragon: "The practice match has been pushed, and I will go too! If there is something to ask him to sleep with me, I can't beat him to death!"
Chen Mo: "I think it will work."
Xia Yuzhou: "... He probably didn't mean that either."