The woman gave her business card, agreed on a time, and gave her address, meaning that Zhou Ze should visit her home at noon tomorrow.
As soon as the woman left, Bai Yingying stood beside Zhou Ze and said timidly:
"Boss, can you let the Taoist priest look after the store tomorrow? I'll go with you."
"Hmm? What's wrong?"
"Look at you, boss. You are still injured. The Taoist's kung fu is good enough to deal with ordinary people, but he has no other skills against ghosts except touching the crotch. It's not safe to take him with you. You should take me with you."
“… …” The experienced man mopping the floor.
"Okay." Zhou Ze nodded in agreement. In fact, judging from the last time Bai Yingying defeated the corpse in a one-on-one fight, Bai Yingying's fighting ability is actually very strong.
"It's okay, you know there are problems with the boss, why are you worried
Although one million is indeed too expensive to sleep with a woman, it is not a loss to sleep with the best woman for one million. Look, even this boss has given up. "
The old Taoist mopped the floor, wiped the sweat off his face, and comforted Bai Yingying.
Although the old Taoist has never had a family and has never been married, has he never eaten pork, never mind seen a pig run
"Master." Zhou Ze shouted while holding up the coffee.
"Yes, boss, what's up?"
“The floor is dirty.”
"It's dirty, it's impossible, I just mopped it!"
"oh."
The coffee cup in Zhou Ze's hand tilted slightly, and the coffee inside spilled out and splashed onto the ground.
"It's dirty now, let's mop it again."
“… …” old Taoist.
In the second half of the night, Zhou Ze went upstairs to rest. Xu Qinglang came back almost in the morning, drunk. After returning to the bookstore, he went straight to the second floor and entered his room.
When Zhou Ze woke up the next morning, Xu Qinglang had not yet come out of the room.
"Where are the others?"
Zhou Ze looked at the takeaway breakfast in front of him and knew at a glance that the family cook was absent from work.
"I got drunk yesterday and haven't gotten up yet. I reeked of alcohol when I came back," the old Taoist explained.
Zhou Ze nodded and said nothing more.
After having breakfast and changing into casual clothes, Zhou Ze turned his head and shouted to Bai Yingying:
"Bring me my crutches."
Bai Yingying and the old Taoist were arguing about something behind the bar. When she heard Zhou Ze calling her, she immediately ran over with her crutches and winked at the old Taoist desperately.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Ze asked.
"No, I told Laodao to remember to wake Lao Xu up to cook dinner at night. Boss, you are still recovering from your injuries, and eating takeout is not nutritious."
"fine."
Leaning on a crutch and supported by Bai Yingying, Zhou Ze walked out of the bookstore and took a taxi away.
The old Taoist standing behind the bar scratched his head helplessly, then reached out and pulled out an electric wheelchair.
In order to curry favor with his boss, he ordered this electric wheelchair immediately after his boss drove the Wushuang in Yancheng last time. He was just thinking of giving it to his boss as a surprise gift.
Who knew that the zombie insisted on not letting himself be sent out, and even said that he might die if he was sent out.
Oh my,
This female zombie is becoming more and more jealous. I am a man, so how can I compete with you for your favor
You even dare to threaten me with killing me.
Thinking of this, the old Taoist reached out and pressed a button on the wheelchair with some helplessness.
The wheelchair starts playing music:
"Wow, wow, wow... Little Erlang, carrying a schoolbag to school..."
While music was playing, the wheelchair started moving automatically and spinning in place.
Very cheerful. Very cheerful.
"Wait until the boss comes back in the evening before delivering it."
… … …
When Zhou Ze arrived at the address by taxi, he was a little surprised that what he saw was not a mansion, but a residential house built in the countryside.
It's a three-story building with its own courtyard wall. Although this kind of house is spacious and free to live in, it is actually not expensive. At least compared to that woman who can spend one million just by throwing a card, it seems a bit out of place to live here.
I rang the doorbell.
A woman in home clothes and an apron came out. After opening the door, Zhou Ze realized that this woman, who looked more like a good woman than a good wife, was the one who came to his bookstore yesterday.
Clothes make the man, and saddles make the horse. The woman now looks, at least in temperament, completely different from yesterday.
"Come in."
The woman lowered her head slightly, motioned Zhou Ze and Bai Yingying to come in, and then closed the door.
"After my husband became ill, he asked to live here. This used to be his hometown. It had been his ancestral home for decades. He hadn't lived here for decades. He renovated and rebuilt the house a few years ago."
Zhou Ze nodded and walked into the hall. The layout of the hall was very ordinary, just like an ordinary person's home. There was a statue of a god hanging on the south wall, but Zhou Ze really didn't know who the god was in the painting.
Then there were incense and candles, and there was also a table.
"My husband is on the second floor, please follow me."
The woman lowered her head and looked submissive, as if this was her image at home, a perfect good housewife.
Bai Yingying kept staring at her, although she had confidence in her boss,
but,
Oh, man!
Going up the stairs to the second floor, as soon as he opened the balcony door, Zhou Ze saw that the balcony corridor was covered with talismans of various kinds.
Bai Yingying subconsciously took a step back, and Zhou Ze shook his head, signaling her not to be afraid.
These talismans are just for show.
Walking in, the door of the second room was pushed open. Zhou Ze saw that there was a tatami layout inside. An old man with gray hair and only skin and bones was sitting there, muttering to himself, as if he was chatting and talking to someone.
Zhou Ze also noticed one thing, that is, from the gate, oh no, to be exact, from the road outside the gate to every corner of the house, there are surveillance videos.
I guess it’s the same even in the bathroom.
Therefore, in this place, women have to keep pretending. The old man must have a backup plan for his inheritance. Rich people are not that stupid.
Zhou Ze sat down next to the old man, reached out for the red wine on the side, poured a glass, and took a sip.
The taste is good, it's for those who know how to enjoy it.
The old man was probably "playing" with his great-granddaughter and great-grandchildren, constantly making teasing remarks to the children and telling them stories.
Zhou Ze leaned over and listened. From what he could see, the old man might have mental problems, because Zhou Ze didn't see any ghosts in the house.
Bai Yingying stood at the door, but after a while she felt a little bored, so she walked to the balcony and looked at the farmland scenery outside.
The woman came over with some snacks and placed them in front of Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze shook his head, indicating that he didn't need it, then clapped his hands and shouted:
"Grandpa, this is your great-grandson, right?"
"Ah?" The old man's eyes were a little cloudy, but in this cloudyness, there was a strange excitement.
The woman had said before that her husband had been bedridden and she was just waiting for him to die so that she could receive the inheritance. But now, the old man is sometimes crazy and sometimes completely normal, but his spirits are getting better day by day. He can eat, move and get out of bed. It's a last gasp of vitality, but isn't it too lasting
"Yes, my great-grandson. Come, Junjun, call this uncle."
The old man motioned to his "great-grandson" to come over.
"Oh, that's good."
Zhou Ze exclaimed in admiration, even though he didn't see a single hair.
Next,
It was time for Boss Zhou and the old man to chat. The old man talked about his business, how he started his business in middle age, and how he later made his family's life better.
Zhou Ze didn't know much about it at first, but later he found out that the old man's ancestral home was Tongcheng, but he smuggled to Southeast Asia when he was young and made his fortune there. Later, after the reform and opening up, he came back, stopped his previous smuggling business, laundered his identity, and became a returned overseas Chinese to invest.
To be honest, this old man is also a small legend, and his story of making a fortune can also be written into an inspirational autobiography.
Zhou Ze listened with great interest. The old man even asked his great-granddaughter and great-grandson to recite ancient poems and sing songs. Zhou Ze didn't see anything, but he still applauded.
The whole process is a bit like those young actors using cutouts to film a movie, with a stand-in filming and then the face is pasted on in post-production.
As they were chatting, the woman came again.
"Hubby, Mr. Zhou, lunch is ready, you can eat now."
When the old man heard this, his previous harmony was gone in an instant, and he became fierce. This fierceness looked a bit like a coward. Anyway, he roared in fear:
"They are all down there, they are all down there, I won't go, I won't go, they are all waiting for me down there!"
The old man continued shouting and then curled up on the tatami, looking like a very scared baby.
The woman looked at Zhou Ze helplessly, signaling him to come down for dinner.
Zhou Ze stood up and said goodbye to the old man.
Just as I was about to leave, the old man grabbed my hand.
The old man said seriously: "Don't go down, they are right below, they are right below, they are sent by the Dragon King of the Sea, they will eat you, really, if you go down you will die!"
"Well, don't worry, I was sent by Sun Wukong to return the golden cudgel, don't worry."
Zhou Ze reached out and patted the old man on the shoulder, and while the old man was chewing on what he had just said, he got out.
The three of them walked from the balcony to the staircase together.
The woman asked quietly, "Is there any way to treat it?"
Zhou Ze shook his head and said, "Let Wang Ke take a look. This old man probably has mental problems or a rare type of Alzheimer's disease. There are no ghosts around him."
"Then you don't need to refund the deposit. Let's have lunch before leaving. I'm good at French and Japanese cuisine, and my Chinese food is just average."
If there was a ghost, Zhou Ze would see it.
It's a pity that this deal can't be done.
“Come back! Come back!”
The old man suddenly stood at the door of the room and shouted.
Zhou Ze looked back and continued walking down with the woman.
"Then you don't have to refund the deposit. Let's have lunch before leaving. I'm better at French and Japanese cuisine, and my Chinese food level is just average." The woman said modestly.
After going down the stairs, he arrived at the hall. Needless to say, Zhou Ze really wanted to try the woman's cooking skills.
Therefore, it is really difficult to marry into a wealthy family and achieve the status of an older man and a younger wife without some real ability, and this road is not easy to walk.
If you want to lie on your bed in the dormitory, watch TV series and fantasize, then it will basically just be a fantasy forever.
only,
When Zhou Ze turned the corner and entered the living room,
He was stunned.
Bai Yingying behind him was also stunned.
Around the table in the hall,
It was full of people.
There are old and young, male and female, four generations living under one roof.
They were a family, sitting there in a neat row.
Everyone stared at the rice bowls in front of them. A pair of chopsticks was stuck upside down on each bowl.
at the same time,
They were all soaked.
From time to time, drops of water dripped from their chins and hems.
The living room floor was already wet.
It's like the floor was just mopped.