"Xiao Zhu! Xiao Zhu!"
The fat man in the express attire, holding his hat in his hand, kept fanning the wind. Such weather made his temper even more violent.
There were mountains of express packages next to him, but he didn't reach out to do it either, but he kept calling another person's name.
"Hey! Here comes!"
In the sultry weather, a short-haired young man with a jacket tied around his waist walked in from the gate with a warm smile, eating ice cream while walking.
"What did you do? I tell you, you don't want to finish these things today, don't even think about getting off work!" The fat man mung bean wide eyes widened and scowled.
The young man named Xiao Zhu didn’t seem to take the man’s anger to heart. He just swallowed all the ice cream into his stomach with a few mouthfuls. He seemed to have some icy teeth. After a few breaths, he smiled and said nothing. Quickly came to Rushan's courier and started to move.
In front of these two, stood an ordinary man with a pale face, but it seemed that these two turned a blind eye to him.
Even the obese man didn’t intend to intervene after seeing Xiao Zhu starting his work. Instead, he didn’t know what he was thinking and started walking outside the door. What’s weird was that he actually penetrated from the figure of an ordinary man. I went, but I didn't feel anything.
The ordinary man watched all this quietly, then looked down at the work, the young man who didn't complain at all, shook his head and sighed, and said with some pity: "You are still too kind..."
However, Xiao Zhu didn't seem to be irritated. Instead, he lowered his head while humming a song and was busy. He was the only one in the workshop, and this was his world. Remember URL
In the eyes of ordinary men, even Xiao Zhu danced awkwardly briskly. Although life was hard, he was very happy.
There was a smile on the man's pale face, and he looked at the back, soft.
The fat man on the other side was in another office at this time, whispering respectfully to a man in a suit.
"Manager, look at this weekend, no one except Xiao Zhu is willing to work overtime. He is still busy in the workshop. He is honest and willing to work. There is no complaint. Such a child is hard to find."
"Oh? You don't have many people recognized by Old Yao. Alright, I understand what you mean. When you retire, I will let that Xiao Zhu take your place."
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The streets were full of traffic, and in that hot summer day, in the street a few miles away from Xiao Zhu, the figure of ordinary men appeared.
He was interrupted by a melodious piano sound. He didn't understand the piano, but from the beautiful melody, he could hear some girls' hopes and visions for the future.
Across the clean glass, he quietly looked at the girl in a white dress who was leaning against the window and playing music.
The sun shone on her beautiful side face, the ponytail that was active and youthful, followed by the movements of the slender fingers, flicking and flicking.
Quiet girl, exuding the beauty of the small town.
An ordinary man stands in the middle of the road like this, with countless people and traffic passing by in his body, but he can't affect him in the slightest, nor can he deflect his sight.
He quietly looked at the beautiful girl playing the piano and listened to the melodious piano music. He seemed to think of something, and a smile slowly appeared in his eyes.
"Sunny rain, stop practicing, come and have lunch!"
A voice interrupted the long melody, and the man could no longer see the girl's profile. Watching her gradually go upstairs and disappear from sight, he just left a sentence:
"It doesn't matter, we still have countless hours to meet..."
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"How old are you?"
In the cafe, the middle-aged man who was over forty years old was a little cramped and embarrassed when he heard this question. He looked at the younger woman facing him, as if embarrassed to conceal it, but he was a little bit embarrassed to say. Out of real age.
Finally, his face flushed, and he slowly squeezed out a few words: "Four...34..."
"Thirty-four...it's not too small. Seeing you are in good condition, why haven't you been married?" Suspicious appeared in the woman's eyes. She looked at the middle-aged man directly opposite with a little distrust, and finally seemed to have guessed it. What, said in surprise: "You... You don't have any disease, do you?"
The middle-aged man was taken aback when he heard the words, and then his face turned redder, like a woman who had never experienced such a brain circuit. He hesitated to defend for a long time, but the description got darker and darker.
In the end, a cup of hot coffee was splashed on his face, and the woman left with her handbag.
Obviously, this middle-aged man's blind date ended in failure.
The man's face was black and red, anxious and angry. He took out the phone and dialed the matchmaker. He directly yelled, and finally picked up the cup in front of him in despair and splashed it on the chair that was already empty.
"MD, I, He Xiao, is also the captain of the newspaper anyhow, so why can't I even deal with blind dates!"
"Hahahahahaha!"
Seeing this scene, the man at the next table smiled happily. No one could see him in the noisy cafe, but they all saw He Xiao who was embarrassed.
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"I don't want to practice anymore!"
In a rural village, within the simple and clean soil wall, there was a sound of children's splattering and crying!
The man came here again. He put his arms on the wall and looked at the yard weirdly. He dismantled the wooden man and the wooden sword. The culprit of the misty smoke in the yard, he sat on the ground, slapped and rolled. appearance.
He thought this scene was really funny, and he never expected that the extremely cold and capable man would be like ordinary children in his childhood.
A white-bearded old man was leaning at the door of the soil room, holding an old pipe in his hand, while inhaling while silently watching the rolling boy, he had no idea to step forward to stop him.
The little boy, while wiping tears with his palms full of black mud, glanced at the old man at the door, seemingly wondering why he hadn't come to stop him.
After a long time, his crying voice became hoarse, and his tears were gone. There was always thunder and rain, and he couldn't wait for the elder to comfort him. He became even more depressed, and even lay directly on the ground.
But the old man who has always watched the show not only didn't care about him, but closed the wooden door backhand, but left a cold sentence: "Don't forget the rules, it's your turn to clean the courtyard today. Are you busy? , I will go to sleep!"
"you!"
The boy immediately jumped up from a carp on the ground, and his little finger pointed at the old man who had left, and quickly ran over and kicked the wooden door, shaking off a piece of yellow soil, making his face even more flowery.
In the end, he reluctantly hit the broom, and was forced to start cleaning the ground that had just been messed up reluctantly.
The man lying on the wall finally couldn't bear this scene and burst into laughter.
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"Classmates are quiet, today we introduce a new student, he will be your classmate from now on, take care of him in the future!"
The class that had been so noisy just now quieted down as the female teacher brought a fat man with big ears to the teacher.
Pairs of clear eyes were aimed at the a little embarrassed child, and there was a lot of discussion for a while.
"Big...Hello everyone, my name is Cheng Guoguo, and I'm glad to meet you all..."
The little fat guy didn't seem to have adapted to the new environment too much. When he said this, he sounded like a mosquito, and his funny appearance made these half-old children laugh even more.
"Quiet!" The teacher patted the desk, stopped the classmates' clamor, then pointed to an empty table and motioned the little fat man to settle there.
Amidst the laughter of the surrounding classmates, the little fat man lowered his head, clenched the corners of his clothes, slowly walked to the seat, and neatly packed his textbooks.
Several male classmates in the back row have put their heads together and exchanged plans on how to trick the new classmates.
But only ordinary men, standing in the last row of the classroom, looked at the back of the little fat man, smiling at the corners of his mouth.
He clearly saw this seemingly honest little fat man, the careful thought hidden in his eyes when he looked at other people.
"Well, you Cheng Guoguo, you know how to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger!"
As the man watched the little fat man's little actions, he listened to the male classmate's plan to bully him, and couldn't help thinking: "I really don't know who will bully who is next..."
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"Zhu Zixing, Zhang Qingyu, He Xiao, Wuming, Cheng Guoguo..." Ordinary men walked in this world where no one could see him as always, "I've seen Wu Cheng and Song family brothers. What..."
He raised his head and stared at the scorching sunlight, gradually frowned and looked directly at the sunlight, but he did not feel the slightest glare, and said in a low voice: "This is a long river of time. Everyone's past is , Why can't I find Mo Ye's past..."
"Take your hair! Take your hair braids! Specialize in long hair!"
It was a distant shout, which reached his ears and interrupted his thoughts. Far away, he saw a man riding a tricycle on the other side of the alley shouting loudly and driving towards him. Come.
In the summer breeze, his long hair floated, and the gentle sunlight lit up his pale face. For a moment he had forgotten everything, and he seemed to remember everything.
In that long river of time, the man who wandered for unknown years, suddenly, exhausted all his strength, rushed towards the end of the old alley.
The dust with a vivid breath, splashed with every step of the fall, stained his trouser legs, and also added a strength to him, supporting him to chase desperately towards that person's shadow...
Until the sun went to the golden color, the branches stopped swaying in the wind, and the long flowing river seemed to have a short rest, and the time was frozen in a cool dusk.
The boy who had just cut off his long hair for money stopped at the door of his house, but did not walk in, waiting there quietly, as if waiting for a meeting with someone.
The sun shines on his immature shoulders, handsome face, and those eyes like stars, making him a golden boy.
The man looked at the boy quietly across the old dusk.
In the peace of the world, he heard the call of the soul that was familiar with it in an illusory and true manner.
"Say I'll see you later, why did you keep me waiting for so long?"
End of the book!
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Tomorrow, I will add the postscript, the extra side, and the conclusion of the testimony. This book has 1.84 million words and lasted 312 days. Finally, I will end it. Thank you for your support all the way. (End of this chapter)