A man, a poor man, a poor and mad man;
Because the other person, a poor person, a poor and mad woman;
This created a deformed product.
And in this process,
As a result, his parents met with misfortune.
Xu Qinglang was very conflicted. This revenge was not so satisfying, at least, it was not very satisfying.
The enemy is not a heinous criminal, in fact, he is a pitiful person himself.
But Lao Xu was not too hypocritical.
After drinking half a bottle of wine,
He didn't continue eating.
Instead, he walked to the refrigerator and took out a cucumber.
"What are you going to do?"
Zhou Ze turned around and asked.
“Skin care.”
Xu Qinglang took the copper coin sword and started cutting cucumber slices.
It’s like saying goodbye to yesterday and planning to greet the new day with full energy.
Boss Zhou really wanted to remind him that he had used this sword to whip a corpse this morning.
But looking at Lao Xu's current condition, let's just forget it. Maybe, smelling the scent of one's enemy while protecting one's skin is also a kind of psychological therapy
Fortunately, Lao Xu was not that perverted. When he was halfway through cutting, he seemed to remember what he had done with the copper coin sword today. He threw the cut cucumbers into the trash can, turned around and took out another one from the refrigerator.
I didn’t cut it this time. I just sat back in my seat and took a bite. It was crunchy.
After all, they are produced from the bookstore’s vegetable garden. The vegetables grown at home are so refreshing and delicious!
The old Taoist picked up the bowl and chopsticks and began to eat voraciously. He was really hungry.
Zhou Ze didn't have much of an appetite, so he sat at the table and ate with the Taoist priest in small bites.
Some things in reality often don't develop as people expect, and it is difficult for Zhou Ze to empathize with Lao Xu's current emotional state.
After all, for Boss Zhou, a dog-skin plaster that was very likely to cause trouble was completely solved, and he was too lazy to care about the past and present of this dog-skin plaster.
But Lao Xu was obviously different. After all, this was the enemy who killed his father and mother. His original anger had not been fully vented after taking revenge, and it ended in such a confusing way. And the reason was so confusing. To say that he was depressed was a bit of an understatement.
Fortunately, Lao Xu's mental state is still good. Boss Zhou believes that Lao Xu can get over it quickly. After all, life has to go on.
after all,
No matter how fragile you are, once you own more than twenty houses, you will learn to be strong.
After dinner,
Yingying came to clear the table. The old Taoist wiped his mouth and continued to sit at the table. After handing Zhou Ze a cigarette, he also lit one and said:
"Boss, what else did you say before?"
The old Taoist remembered that the boss only started half of a sentence before the meal.
"I have to go out tomorrow, so I'll trouble you to look after the store for the time being."
Saying,
Zhou Ze also pointed to the pharmacy next door and said:
"Master, especially the two patients in the pharmacy, they are our good friends, you have to take good care of them.
If someone wants to be discharged from the hospital, you have to see them off, otherwise they will laugh at us for not knowing etiquette."
"Okay, boss, no problem. I'll take care of it."
Zhou Ze nodded, checked the time on his phone, and said, "I'll drive there tomorrow morning, and Yingying will go with me then."
"Do you really have to go?"
Xu Qinglang took another bite of the cucumber and asked while chewing.
He knew Zhou Ze's character, he was always afraid of trouble, and now he had just experienced Qing's matter and his master's matter, and the series of twists and turns had just ended.
According to Zhou Ze's personality,
It's time to relax and make salted fish soup.
Why are you suddenly busy again
“I have to go.”
"Well, don't worry, we are watching over the family."
Since Zhou Ze was so determined, Xu Qinglang didn't say anything else.
Zhou Ze looked meaningfully at the Taoist priest who stood up to look for the monkey, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and quickly put the cup down. He said to Xu Qinglang, "You should discuss this with the white fox and the little zombie tonight. Our store has been very empty during this period."
"I see."
"Okay, let's do this for now."
Zhou Ze stood up and walked towards the stairs.
Xu Qinglang instinctively felt that Lao Zhou actually wanted to discuss something with them before the meal, but after the meal he seemed to have made the decision himself and had no intention of discussing it further.
He was a little confused, but since Old Zhou didn't want to say anything, Xu Qinglang didn't plan to ask any further. He just wanted to manage the household well.
… …
Back to the room,
Zhou Ze lay down on the bed.
After a while, Yingying, who had already packed up downstairs, came to the bedroom and took out a suitcase.
"Boss, everything is ready."
During the day, Zhou Ze told her and the little monkey to pack their bags and be ready to run away at any time, but due to Lao Dao's extraordinary performance,
The two troublemakers fought each other.
Naturally, there is no need to run away.
But I happened to be going on a long journey, so there was no need to pack anything.
"Um."
Zhou Ze responded, opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling.
Yingying seemed quite excited. Perhaps in her opinion, no matter how many dangers or storms she would face, she could just treat it as a honeymoon trip for herself and her boss.
Moreover, this time the boss only brought himself!
Just thinking about it makes me excited and say, boohoo!
"Boss, how long do we need to be out this time?" Yingying asked.
"Not sure, it may take some time. We'll see the details when the time comes."
After all, it is an unknown place and no one knows what they will encounter there.
"Boss, you are really tired lately."
Yingying noticed Zhou Ze's tiredness, so she climbed onto the bed, folded her legs and bent them into a suitable arc, motioning her boss to rest his head on her legs while she gave him a head massage.
Zhou Ze stood up subconsciously. The two of them had practiced this position countless times on the bed and were already very familiar with it.
Yingying gently massaged Zhou Ze. Zhou Ze closed his eyes and silently enjoyed this moment of tranquility.
"Boss, this time the money is really a lot, much more than the last time Poseidon gave us."
"I think I only took the deposit from Poseidon that time." Zhou Ze reminded.
"It seems so. That damn Poseidon is so stingy. It's outrageous. By the way, boss, do you need a cup of coffee?"
"Have a drink."
"OK."
Yingying got out of bed and went out to make coffee.
Zhou Ze lay on the bed alone for a while.
He stood up, walked to the desk, and picked up the scroll.
In fact, Xu Qinglang's doubts were not wrong. At this time, when several waves of things had just subsided, Boss Zhou was simply unwilling to go out and cause trouble again.
But when he sent the souls of the four young men to the gates of hell in the afternoon and opened the painting,
Some things,
It was no longer up to him.
“Swish!”
The small scroll was spread out.
The scenery and characters in the painting are very simple.
A small pavilion,
There was a man in white sitting in the pavilion, and a little monkey was helping to pour wine.
This scene,
And the scenes that appeared in my dreams,
Exactly the same...