There is a noodle restaurant next door to the bookstore, and the business is actually so-so, almost the same as Zhou Ze's bookstore, with few customers.
Because this pedestrian street was originally built on the periphery of a square center, but the center of the square has been "abandoned", and all the merchants in it have moved away and closed except for a movie city. Therefore, the entire square has almost become a " Inaccessible¡± desolate areas.
At least here in Tongcheng, the symptoms of excess urban construction have been manifested. In the past few years, a planned commercial center was built a lot, but Tongcheng is not Shanghai after all, and it cannot provide so much popularity.
But fortunately, this noodle shop can still do takeaway business, and the business seems to be good, but obviously, no one will suddenly feel "hungry" and use the takeaway to order a few books to go back and eat.
Zhou Ze leaned on the chair, still a little dizzy, Dr. Lin sat opposite Zhou Ze, helped Zhou Ze wipe the chopsticks with his own tissue and put them in front of Zhou Ze.
She is very careful and considerate, just like she let Xu Le sleep on the bed and she sleeps on the floor, but at the same time she is very cold.
Zhou Ze didn't ask her if she really opposed feudal arranged marriages or if she was just a lesbian, because the question was meaningless, and Zhou Ze himself was not interested in the inexplicable family relationship that Xu Le left behind, and he didn't have much nostalgia.
"Is your body really okay?" Dr. Lin asked again.
"Small problem, small problem." Zhou Ze is a doctor himself, and he knows that his eating and sleeping problems cannot be explained by modern medical theories, let alone treated.
Fortunately, I have settled down to sleep now, and it's just eatinga headache.
Don't eat, I have fainted just now, but eating I started to feel sick when I thought of this thought.
"I have a bad appetite, let's drink a bowl of sour plum juice first." The owner of the noodle shop is about 30 years old, but his face already has some wrinkles. The burden of life seems really heavy.
"Sour plum juice, is it useful?" Zhou Ze asked helplessly.
"Appetizing." The owner of the noodle shop smiled, and then shouted to the back room: "Daughter-in-law, are the porridge noodles ready?"
The boss walked into the back room, and the couple's voices were also heard from there.
Zhou Ze looked at the sour plum juice in front of him, took a spoonful, took a sip, and put it into his mouth. As soon as he swallowed it, Zhou Ze's expression changed.
"What's wrong?" Dr. Lin took out a facial tissue and brought it to Zhou Ze's chin.
Zhou Ze twisted his face and covered his stomach,
Then he took a deep breath and said:
"It's really sour."
Yes, the acid is so sour that the whole body is about to convulse, even covering the nausea.
"Here we come, the noodles are here." The proprietress came over with the noodles, put them down in front of Zhou Ze, and said at the same time: "My sour plum juice can't be drunk so hard."
Dr. Lin looked at the noodles, frowned slightly and said, "The noodles are too rotten."
It means that if the noodles are cooked for too long, the noodles will lose their chewiness, which will greatly affect the taste.
"Thismy family's noodles are like this." The proprietress said with a face of shame.
"it's okay no problem."
Zhou Ze waved his hand, not rotten, not muscular, it is meaningless to him right now, as long as he can eat it, he needs energy, if he can't eat it anymore, Zhou Ze can only choose to go to the hospital for glucose injection.
Raising his head very solemnly, Zhou Ze felt as solemn and solemn as a dead man, then lowered his head suddenly, and poured the bowl of unimaginably sour plum juice into his mouth in one go.
hiss
That sourness,
It's like pouring sulfuric acid into your own stomach.
But then, Zhou Ze directly picked up the chopsticks, picked up the noodles, and put them in his mouth, gobbling as much as he wanted. After five or six mouthfuls, a bowl of noodles was sent into his stomach, and then he served them again. He picked up the bowl and poured all the noodle soup into it.
Huh
"Snapped!"
Zhou Ze put down the empty noodle bowl,
Take a long breath and eat it!
The next moment, Zhou Ze stretched out his hand and covered his chest. After being suppressed by the sour plum soup, the nausea came back again, but the food had already entered his stomach. Zhou Ze almost pinched his neck with both hands, so he didn't spit it out again. .
If you don't spit it out, you are successful.
thing,
Finally ate it.
Beads of sweat had soaked Zhou Ze's forehead,He picked up the napkin on the table and wiped it directly.
At this time,
Dr. Lin and the proprietress were both a little dazed. It was really too scary for Zhou Ze to eat just now.
"Hehe, it looks like I'm really hungry, do you want another bowl?" asked the proprietress.
"No need, no need." Zhou Ze refused.
"Okay." The proprietress cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks in front of Zhou Ze, and shouted to the back room: "Father, finish the noodles for the afternoon, and there should be a takeaway order later."
The proprietress walked in, her back was not so graceful, it could only be regarded as ordinary in appearance, but the beauty was that the heavy chest and tall and straight lower body added a special charm, which was extremely attractive.
"Do you like this kind?" Dr. Lin asked.
Because Zhou Ze has been watching the proprietress enter the back room.
"No." Zhou Ze shook his head, I like you, but you won't let me sleep.
Zhou Ze was slightly taken aback. The idea of ??"not letting you sleep" had been in his mind for a long time, and it almost became his obsession. I have to admit that Dr. Lin is indeed very beautiful, and he is still young.
Even if she is Xu Le's wife,
Even if Zhou Ze was never married in his previous life,
But ask yourself,
He still wants to sleep with her,
It is precisely because I can't sleep that I struggle with it, and I often miss it in my heart.
"Aren't you going home?" Dr. Lin asked again.
"No return." Zhou Ze confirmed.
"Then I'm leaving." Dr. Lin stood up, "Call me if you need anything."
After all, he is her husband in name, even if there is no reality of husband and wife.
"Okay." Zhou Ze nodded. I knew that you were so easy to talk and considerate. When I had no money, I should have borrowed some from you.
Dr. Lin left, leaving in her Porsche Cayenne.
Zhou Ze is still sitting in the noodle shop, and his bookstore is next door. Even if the noodles are finished, it is okay to sit and chat here, after all, they are neighbors.
The boss came out from the back room and handed Zhou Ze a cigarette.
"How much?" Zhou Ze asked.
"You're welcome, brother can still invite you with a bowl of noodles." The boss waved his hand grandly. They are all neighbors, and they will see each other when they look up and down.
"Sister-in-law can't scold, right?" Zhou Ze asked.
"No, woman, what do you know, how can she speak." The machismo of the noodle shop owner came over his face.
A man, no matter what his status is at home, at least outside, he has to pretend. No one wants to admit that he is afraid of his wife outside, just like no one wants to admit that he is not good at the bottom.
"Hehe, sister-in-law is quite beautiful." Zhou Ze said.
It is a taboo to make fun of other people's daughter-in-law. If two men are facing outwards and teasing a certain girl walking past on the road, it is a topic of interest between men.
The boss was stunned for a moment, didn't say anything, just smiled, the boss has a good temper, generally small business people always know the principle of making money with kindness.
Zhou Ze smiled,
The boss also laughed.
"This is a joke, is it over?" The boss is still holding down his anger.
"What if sister-in-law agrees?" Zhou Ze continued.
"That was your wife just now?" The boss changed the topic.
"Yes." Zhou Ze nodded.
"Are you willing to let it out?" the boss asked again.
Zhou Ze hesitated for a moment and shook his head. Although she is Xu Le's daughter-in-law, she is now his own in name, and Zhou Ze is unwilling.
"Then why do you think I am willing?" the boss asked back.
"Maybe you have any special hobbies and unusual plots? There are quite a few such things now, don't they?"
"Brother, brother, I haven't hit anyone for a long time." The boss stood up.
"Tell your wife to come out and ask, I want to hear if she wants to." Zhou Ze leaned back slightly and smiled.
"Hehe." The boss took a few steps closer to Zhou Ze.
"Stand here and call her out." Zhou Ze was still insisting.
"You are looking for death!" The boss rushed over.
"Can she come out?" Zhou Ze asked suddenly.
The boss was stunned,
Then a look of horror appeared on his face, and he took several steps back in a row in fright.
Zhou Ze stood up, took the initiative to walk to the back room, opened the curtain, and there was no one there.
There is only one human skin belonging to a woman,
Hanging on a hanger,
Because the curtain was opened and the wind came in,
Gently flick,
Drifting slowly.
"Howhow did you tell?" The boss came slowly, and no emotion could be heard from his voice.
"There is a sayingare you fooling the ghost?" Zhou Ze turned around and looked at the boss, "It's time to tear off this layer of skin on your body.
I'm curious,
How boring are you,
it's here,
Play this double reed. "(Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com)He moved to the back room, opened the curtain, and there was no one there.
There is only one human skin belonging to a woman,
Hanging on a hanger,
Because the curtain was opened and the wind came in,
Gently flick,
Drifting slowly.
"Howhow did you tell?" The boss came slowly, and no emotion could be heard from his voice.
"There is a sayingare you fooling the ghost?" Zhou Ze turned around and looked at the boss, "It's time to tear off this layer of skin on your body.
I'm curious,
How boring are you,
it's here,
Play this double reed. "(Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com