If the old Taoist priest cried and wailed here, Zhou Ze would probably kick him.
A curse: You are so dishonest.
But seeing the old Taoist like this now,
Boss Zhou was really starting to get worried.
You have to know that the old man's psychological endurance is very strong.
Seventy years of ups and downs,
It turns out that it has been with New China all the way.
So many ups and downs, so many hardships,
In the end, they all gritted their teeth and made it out.
In the past, no matter what happened, the old Taoist always had a smile on his face. At least on the spiritual level, he has always been a role model, well, a spiritual giant.
But now,
The Taoist priest held the red sweater in his hand with a bewildered look on his face.
Just squatting like that,
Squatting,
Squatting,
Like a wood sculpture.
Zhou Ze walked over and squatted down in front of the old Taoist priest. "What's wrong?"
The old Taoist raised his head and looked at Zhou Ze, trying his best to focus his eyes, then smiled habitually.
"Boss, you're here."
"Let's go back."
Zhou Ze said this as he helped the old Taoist up.
He didn't ask what happened. If it were in the past, everyone would joke around as they pleased, but now that the Taoist was in this state, it wasn't the time to talk.
Black Girl once summarized some of Zhou Ze's characteristics.
Cold and indifferent, it is difficult for him to take the initiative to give and trust others.
But when it comes to the people they have chosen, they are very protective of them.
at the moment,
Don't say that the old Taoist doesn't seem to have committed any crime.
Even if you really did commit a crime,
Zhou Ze would also take him away from here without saying a word!
"Hey, make a note."
A policeman knocked on the table and said.
Zhou Ze ignored him and led the Taoist priest out.
The policeman just shook his head and said nothing more.
After getting on the bus,
Zhou Ze started the car.
The old Taoist sitting in the passenger seat suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhou Ze, saying:
"Boss, let's go to Dongmen Street."
The old Taoist still held the red sweater tightly in his hand, unwilling to let go at all.
"OK."
Zhou Ze nodded, and instead of going back to the bookstore, he drove to Dongmen Street.
There is a RT-Mart on Dongmen Street, but if you go around the RT-Mart and drive a little further in, you will find a small vegetable market and a small street.
There are several foot massage shops and hair salons on the street.
Without waiting for the Taoist priest to show the way, Zhou Ze drove in slowly while observing the Taoist priest's situation.
The experienced man fixed his eyes on a small shop called "Qinzuyuan".
Zhou Ze stopped the car.
The old Taoist pushed open the car door, got out, and took a deep breath.
Although Boss Zhou found it hard to understand, why did he have to look so serious when he came to see the elder sister
Shouldn't most men feel like they are jumping around and thinking "It's like flying" when they go to such places
The old Taoist sighed, crossed the road and walked over there. Zhou Ze followed behind. Zhou Ze was a little unsure about the old Taoist's mental state at this time.
I opened the shop door.
There was a middle-aged woman sitting in the store watching TV. When she saw the customer coming, she stood up and said:
"I'm sorry, I'm the only one in the store today. We only do regular business now."
What this sentence means is,
We used to be able to do informal things.
Another meaning is,
If you pay more, you can do it informally.
"Big sister, I just came to take a look. I'm Fang Xing'er's friend."
When the middle-aged woman heard the word "Fang Xing", her expression changed and she said:
"Haha, okay, it's okay. Look, I'm from the shop next door. The boss lady is still in police station. She asked me to look after the shop."
The Taoist nodded and said, "Thank you."
"Why are you being so polite? When you are away from home, having a sincere friend is better than anything else."
The middle-aged woman looked at the old Taoist priest with some regrets. Then she fixed her eyes on Zhou Ze who was following behind the old Taoist priest and said:
"Little brother, do you want to wash your feet?"
Zhou Ze shook his head.
His private life was basically taken care of by Yingying. After getting used to Yingying's gentleness, thoughtfulness and professional skills, some things outside were no longer attractive to him.
Besides,
This place is frequented by old men like Lao Dao.
It doesn’t suit Boss Zhou’s taste.
"OK."
The middle-aged woman took two disposable cups, put some tea leaves in them, poured water, and handed them to Zhou Ze and the old Taoist.
"Thanks."
"You're welcome."
The middle-aged woman continued to sit back on the sofa and watch TV.
The old Taoist walked in by himself. There was a narrow staircase inside. It was very narrow at first, but it became much more spacious after reaching the corner. When he went upstairs, he found that the layout of the second floor was much more spacious, with six or seven separate small rooms.
If you just want to massage your feet, you usually don't need so many small rooms. Everyone does it for foot massage, so just put a row of large armchairs side by side and it will be enough.
Coupled with the pink background color here, matched with the independent small spaces, any man with a little life experience can guess the scale of this place.
"I say, where is that Fang Xing?"
Zhou Ze asked.
The old Taoist said nothing, but turned around and gave Zhou Ze a bitter smile.
"People, dead?"
Zhou Ze asked.
The old Taoist closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.
No wonder an old lover died.
The old Taoist pushed open the door of a small room.
The door is also very small.
There is just a small bed half a meter wide and a bedside table, with wet wipes and facial tissues on it, and in a small hanging basket above it, there are colorful Smurfs.
The old Taoist sat down on the small bed.
Put the half-knitted red sweater on the bed,
He put his hands together.
Keep your head down.
Boss Zhou frowned slightly. Is he here to recall someone by the sight of the things
"Boss, have you ever come into contact with the women here?"
Zhou Ze found it difficult to answer.
"Oh, look what I asked."
The old Taoist smiled self-deprecatingly.
"Actually, I like this place very much, because it's real. It's real. As long as you pay, they will be honest with you."
Zhou Ze stood nearby, lit a cigarette, and listened silently.
"Actors have no moral principles. What was the previous sentence?" the old Taoist asked. "Oh, no need to answer. That's what it means."
"However, it's almost the same. I seldom come to see Fang Xing. If I come too often, it won't be good and will disturb her life.
She usually sends me a WeChat message when she has no business and is free, asking if I am free.
Fang Xing's son had just started college. After she was laid off, she relied on doing this to earn tuition for her son. Her husband liked to play around with money and didn't work seriously, so he had no money.
She is the one who supports the living expenses of the whole family.
Actually, doing this makes money quickly, but it is also tiring, really tiring.
And, to be honest, she can't make a lot of money. She is old and the club doesn't want her. Here, the price is already fast food, and she has to split it in half with the boss.
After working so hard to serve a customer, the share you get is really not much.
But I earn more than working in the industry.
By doing this, she supported her son until he graduated from college and saved enough for a down payment.
She told me at the beginning that as long as her son graduated from college, she would stop and go home to farm and take a rest, as her life was too tiring.
Now, her son is getting married, so she has to continue to support her child in buying a house, helping to repay the mortgage and relieving her child's stress.
Sometimes when she is not busy, she will send me a WeChat message, and I will come over and chat with her.
She said to me, Brother, it’s too cold for you to wear just a Taoist robe in the middle of winter. Let me knit you a sweater. It’s winter now anyway, and she doesn’t have many customers.
It was very cold that day, so cold that even the work was frozen to the point of wilting."
"I said it."
"She knitted a sweater for me. When a guest came, she put down the sweater. When she was done, she sat on the bed and continued knitting for me."
"My relationship with her is purely financial. I pay every time I come and I don't think I can get a free meal by getting close to her.
I don’t do this kind of thing. After all, it’s not easy for everyone to make a living.”
Zhou Ze rubbed his brows and had no choice but to interrupt the old Taoist's mumbling and asked:
"Has something happened to her?"
The old Taoist was silent.
Covering his face with his hands,
Some pain,
road:
"She told me yesterday evening that the sweater would be ready in a few days and asked me to come over and give it to me. I said okay.
She lives in a rented house nearby, not in the store because the store is too small and inconvenient.
She shared a house there with several fellow villagers, including some sisters who worked in the same industry.
Yesterday,
She had her period.
So I didn’t go to work.
She just sent me occasional WeChat messages at home while knitting a sweater for me.
She told me about her son, her son's house, and that she wanted to renovate the shabby house in her hometown. She also told me what kind of wife she wanted to find for her son.
Said a lot,
She knows that I like to hear this and I don't mind hearing it.
hehe,
I'm in the bookstore.
Met some old ghosts,
I also like chatting with them.
Then,
She heard a baby crying from the room next to hers.
Living next door to her was a young couple who came here to work, but they had no children.
She went to see and found that the child was well dressed. This child was abducted.
She grabbed the child and screamed, "Kidnapper, kidnapper!"
The couple beat and kicked her, but she held on to the child and refused to let go.
Then the man,
So I picked up the kitchen knife..."
The old Taoist stretched out his hand and gestured.
"That narrow kitchen knife stabbed directly at her, but Fang Xing still refused to let go. Blood, blood, blood..."
The couple was so scared that they ran away immediately, and the police are still trying to catch them.
The child stayed.
was discovered,
Fang Xing is dead.
She’s dead.”
When Zhou Ze heard this, he took a deep breath and took a long puff of his cigarette.
I was going to say that Lawyer An is looking for a wife for you.
But I just couldn't say these words.
The old Taoist touched his nose.
He continued to talk to himself:
"Fang Xing told me that she knew this would make quick money and would cut off her chances of doing other things or changing careers.
But she is dead anyway, and she is old, so she should be squeezed as much as possible.
Just like oil pressing,
The more oil you squeeze, the more you get.
Tsk tsk tsk,
I had thought that I might be able to see Fang Xing again in the study tonight;
But I just saw her body at the police station.
She died only after she confirmed that the child was snatched away by her.
She passed away peacefully, really peacefully.
This kind of people don't need to come to the bookstore for transit.
I even saw her for the last time.
I can’t see them anymore…”
The old Taoist reached out and grabbed the half-knitted sweater.
Red,
red,
Like it was stained with blood...
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