A person's destiny, of course, depends on his own efforts, but it also depends on the course of history...
For example, right now, the Taoist priest who just went to the cemetery to hold a 57th-day funeral for the girl from the massage parlor who was killed by human traffickers,
He himself was not aware that he had been given a new sacred mission by his boss far away in Yangzhou.
Fang Xing'er is gone. According to the people in the police station, her family came from her hometown, but because the news soon broke that the murderer was also dead, and seeing that they could not get any compensation, her family simply left without even caring about Fang Xing'er's body.
It has been in the morgue for a long time. It's not an ownerless body, and it's not convenient for the police to deal with it according to the procedures for treating ownerless bodies. What if you deal with it and the family of the deceased suddenly comes out and accuses you of demanding compensation
This kind of thing has happened before.
Later, after the Taoist heard about this from Lao Zhang, he went to the police station to sign a form of claim, took the body back, and personally paid for a cemetery to bury Fang Xing'er.
In the eyes of outsiders, the Taoist's behavior might seem a bit silly, almost stupid.
But the old Taoist felt that he should do this. Before the accident, Fang Xing'er knitted a red sweater for him. Even if it was just for the sake of that sweater, he should do these things.
In addition, Fang Xing'er's death was actually quite noble. If it weren't for her sensitive identity not being suitable for publicity, the situation might not have been so quiet.
Fang Xing'er's husband and son are supported by the money she earns from working outside.
One was playing with money in his hometown, and the other was in college. The two men were clinging to Fang Xing'er and sucking her blood eagerly, but when they left, no one really looked at her again.
The old Taoist feels sorry for Fang Xing'er.
But there are so many such things. The world is cold and indifferent, and it seems to have gradually become the main theme of the current trend.
After leaving the cemetery, the old Taoist got into the car, which was Xu Qinglang's.
I don't plan to buy a car recently.
Because he found a problem.
The car in the bookstore breaks down too easily.
Either it was smashed or it was blown away,
In conclusion,
The service life is terribly short.
Only people like Lao Xu and Lawyer An who are not short of money can happily choose a new car as soon as their previous one is scrapped.
The little monkey stayed in the car, shelling a bag of peanuts in front of him.
After the Taoist priest sat down, the little monkey grabbed a handful of peanuts in front of him and brought them to him.
“Squeak, squeak, squeak!”
Grandpa, eat!
The old Taoist smiled, took the peanuts, put a few in his own mouth, and then put a few in the little monkey's mouth.
The man and the monkey were having a great time in the car.
He started the car and returned to the bookstore. On the way, he passed a farmer's market, where he bought some fruits, dried fruits and the like. After arriving at the bookstore, he went to the pharmacy next door and gave some fruits to Fangfang and the others there, and then went to visit Gou Xin.
Encourage him to rest and recuperate and be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible.
Gou Xin must have heard it, with tears in his eyes.
After returning to the bookstore, he arranged the fruits and put the dried fruits and other things in their places. Then he picked up the broom and started sweeping the floor.
In the past, Deadpool was the one who cleaned the bookstore, but ever since Deadpool was planted in the field by the black girl every now and then, the cleaning job has become vacant.
The old Taoist took over naturally since he had nothing to do anyway.
After sweeping the floor, he picked up the rag and started cleaning the tables and chairs.
The sofa where the boss often sits doesn't need the old Taoist to take care of it. As long as the boss is at home, Yingying will change the sofa cover every day.
Sometimes, the old Taoist also envies the boss for having a beautiful girl.
A girlfriend who is beautiful, sensible, caring, willing to give everything for you, and has money.
Where to find it
This is even more magical than filming a Korean drama.
Busy here and there,
When it was getting dark, the old Taoist finally stopped.
The white fox walked in from the door of the bookstore with graceful steps, jumped onto a coffee table, crawled down, and looked at the sunset outside through the glass window.
The orange light shines on the white fox.
Don't say,
It really has the flavor of an oil painting.
The white fox was calm and composed. Since it had five tails, it gave people the feeling that it had cut off all its worries.
Not as flirty as before.
"Let's eat."
Xu Qinglang came out and put the food on the table.
The boss and the five ghost messengers had all left. There weren't many people able to eat in the bookstore, so Xu Qinglang didn't cook much, just a few side dishes, and everyone had to make do with it.
In fact, they all tasted very good, especially the crucian carp soup in the middle. It was nothing more than three crucian carps with a few pieces of tofu added in, but the soup was delicious. The Taoist priest drank three bowls by himself.
After dinner,
The old Taoist priest sat on a bench at the door of the bookstore.
You say he is enjoying the cool air, but the weather is not suitable for doing so. The old Taoist is just sitting here, watching the men and women passing by on the pedestrian street, looking like an empty-nest elderly person.
After a while,
Xu Qinglang walked over and handed the old Taoist a cup of tea.
The old Taoist took it, lowered his head and took a sip.
"Well, I have to say, after the boss and the others left, I really felt that this house was quite deserted."
The old Taoist nodded.
"Okay, you continue to watch here. I'm going to go out and buy some raw materials."
Although Geng Chen and Lawyer An left the bookstore together, Xu Qinglang still had to continue practicing puppetry. This thing does consume materials.
Fortunately, he is a man with more than 20 houses.
Otherwise, you really can't afford to play.
The old Taoist continued to sit at the door. In front of him, neon lights flickered, weaving the main color of the noisy night.
Above the Taoist priest, at the window sill of Lawyer An's room,
The little boy stood there holding onto the window.
look,
Looking into the distance.
The first day she was away,
Miss her!
I don’t know how she is doing in Yangzhou, whether she is in any danger or being bullied.
In the next room next door,
Yingying sat at the desk.
There were some financial product introductions in front of her. She read them for a long time, but the more she read, the more she felt that the best way to manage money was to not understand it...
Yingying, who has surpassed Xu Qinglang in the number of properties, is not very happy today because it is said that the country is about to introduce property tax.
Sad,
Sad,
Isn't it
Maids in other families just need to serve their masters well and receive a good salary every month. But in Yingying's case, she has to pay money to her boss and live a life of drinking cat shit every day.
After thinking about it,
Yingying decided to wait for the boss to come back and let him make the decision.
But she frowned again immediately.
The boss doesn't seem to like being bothered by these things!
Yingying leaned back on the chair.
Pick up the hot water cup next to you.
I took a sip of hot water.
Then he threw the stack of property certificates on the table, which was enough to play cards, into the drawer.
Get up,
Yingying lay down on the bed,
Then he stood up again immediately.
Although the boss is not at home,
But she also acquired some habits imperceptibly.
The bed is a very sacred place and should not be desecrated before taking a bath.
Yingying went downstairs to take a bath.
Half an hour later,
Yingying returned to the bedroom.
He lay down on the outside side of the bed.
I turned on the desk lamp.
I picked up the book "Self-cultivation of a Maid" on the bedside table and started to review it again.
She only slept on the outer part because the inner part belonged to the boss.
I read a book by the desk lamp while listening to the wind outside the window.
Yingying suddenly had an illusion.
That means the boss was lying next to him, sleeping soundly, and the sound of the wind was the boss's even breathing.
I read the book for about an hour.
Yingying closed the book.
Just then,
She saw a figure appear through the window of the closet in the room.
Yingying stood up with some confusion and walked over.
In the mirror,
She saw herself.
But slowly,
The clothes in the mirror began to change.
From the original pajamas, it turned into a very retro outfit.
A skirt made of peacock feathers, delicate bracelets, and crystal bracelets on the ankles.
"Who are you?"
"Who are you?"
Yingying shook her head.
She in the mirror also shook her head.
finally,
Yingying understood, took a few steps back, looked at herself in the mirror again, turned around, and returned to bed.
She closed her eyes.
Begin to calm your mind.
Digesting the legacy of Hanba is a very long process. During this process, you will naturally be affected by her, but you can overcome it as long as you calm down.
Gradually,
Yingying's consciousness began to fall into chaos.
she,
Fell asleep...
"Close the door, close the door!"
It was late at night, and the boss pulled down the shutter of the bookstore. In the past, the bookstore would be open until late at night, but now there was no one in the bookstore, so there was no point in staying until late at night, and no business could be done.
After closing the door and locking it, the old Taoist took a towel and a washbasin to the bathroom to wash up.
The little monkey also took a small washbasin, a small towel and a children's toothbrush and followed the Taoist priest to wash up.
“Throat…!
Crash! "
The old Taoist wiped his face.
He reached out and scratched the monkey's fur.
road:
"Your hair has grown again. I'll trim it for you tomorrow."
The little monkey nodded, took some water from a small cup and started rinsing his mouth.
At this time,
The old man's cell phone rang.
"Whose phone... Hey, the boss's."
The old Taoist quickly answered the phone:
"Hello, boss."
"Old Taoist, are you in the bookstore?"
"I'm here, boss. What's up?"
"Oh, I have a friend here who is coming back with me this time. She wants to have a good time in Tongcheng and wants to find a tour guide."
"That's for sure, Boss. Your friends are also my friends. Let me be your tour guide!"
"Yeah, that's what I thought. We'll probably be back tomorrow morning, and you can pick us up at the highway toll booth then."
"Ah, you're in such a hurry, why don't you go to the store and have a meal first?"
"No, she has something else to do. You just need to lead the way."
"Okay, Boss, what's the problem
Guaranteed to complete the mission!"
"Okay, it's settled."
"Ok, boss! Trust me, I won't embarrass you."
"Well, you never let me down."