I had to find out how this girl knew me, because it reminded me that a beautiful woman who drove a nice car would never go to the crematorium to eat a bowl of beef noodles for no reason, unless it was the best. It felt like she was coming for me, and the car wouldn't start, so she was deliberately leading me over there.
As I was running, I figured out what was going on. First, she wanted to stick the paper on my back at the restaurant, but I left early; second, when she pretended to sprain her ankle, I was too far away for her to stick it on; third, she deliberately called me to the front of the car and stuck the paper on me while I was leaning under the engine, but I didn't understand her and turned around, scolded her and walked away.
Finally, she took the opportunity to run over and pat me, and the paper was finally pasted. Then people would see that my name was Xifeng, and I would be seen as a psychopath. If it spread, it would spread to ten people, ten to a hundred people, and maybe people I knew would know that I was in the provincial capital. Damn it, they were setting a trap to push me into it.
When I ran to the entrance of the restaurant, the little red car was nowhere to be seen. I was so angry that I crumpled the paper into a ball. I couldn't bear to throw it away even after I flattened it. My name was still on it. I immediately put it in my pocket and thought to myself that I should never run into you again, otherwise I would definitely have sex first and then have sex.
What exactly is XXOO? In fact, even a pure person like me still doesn’t understand it.
I turned around and saw the restaurant owner standing at the door. I walked over and asked him, "Does that girl from before often eat here?"
The boss nodded and said with a greedy look on his face: "This girl comes here to eat every day. Young man, are you attracted to her?"
You old pervert, you look like you're almost fifty, yet you're always lustful when it comes to young girls. I'm not that kind of person.
"No, she just lent me a hundred dollars, and I forgot to ask her name and address."
The old pervert laughed so hard that he fell backwards and laughed until my face was hot. After he finished laughing, he said to me, "Young man, I've never seen anyone like you pick up girls. You don't ask for their names and addresses. You won't be able to pick them up, and your money will be wasted."
Damn, you old pervert, you are giving me a lesson. I touched my nose and asked him, "Boss, do you know where she lives?"
"Yes, there is no one I don't know about the guests who often come to eat here." The boss smiled proudly and continued, "This girl lives west of the crematorium, in a vegetable wholesale market just outside the city. She looks like the daughter of a vegetable wholesaler. I heard that she is a big vegetable wholesaler with a net worth of tens of millions."
No matter if he is the vegetable boss or the rice boss, I want to find her and ask how she knows my name is Xifeng. I always feel that if I don’t figure this out, I can no longer live in the provincial capital.
I didn't know where the wholesale market he was talking about was, but when I turned around and saw a motorcycle parked in front of the restaurant, I thought it must belong to the boss. So I said to him, "Then take me there, and I'll give you 10 yuan for the trip."
The boss's face darkened: "I have a lot of things to do. I don't have time."
"Fifty… "
"Uh, I suddenly remembered that I need to go to the market to buy some cucumbers, so I'll give you a ride."
□□Uncle Er is not only a pervert, but also a money-grubber!
So the boss rode his motorcycle and took me to the vegetable market. He didn't buy cucumbers, but just wanted to earn the fifty yuan. After receiving the money, he immediately turned around and went back to the restaurant. I looked around. This place was about four or five hundred meters away from the road to the south. Not far to the east of the road was Tan Qing's Taoist shop. When I passed by the shop just now, the door was locked and the sign was removed.