Don't secretly shoot women's clothing gangsters

Chapter 30 Ouch.

Occasional relaxation is said to promote physical and mental health and also aids in sleep.

This is absolutely true.It was very relaxed, and all the nerves that were usually tense were scrambled to disconnect at this time, and I was still sleeping very deeply, as if I was stuck in it and couldn't get out when I stepped in.

Fortunately, there is an alarm clock... It's not his.

Ding Zile reached out from under the bed and fumbled on the bedside table for a while, and finally found the squeaking mobile phone. Ding Zile recently changed a new alarm, which is very noisy. If you don’t get up, I will tear down your house Looking at the time, he quickly lifted the quilt, Qian Cheng was awakened by the sudden cold with a confused look on his face: "What's wrong?"

"I tell you very seriously," Ding Zile said while changing clothes, "If you don't want to be late, you'd better get up."

Being late is inevitable.The two stood side by side on the bus, and Qian Cheng yawned.

"I'm actually late." Ding Zile raised his hand and looked at his watch with a sad expression on his face, "It broke my record of more than three years."

"Damn, no way." Qian Cheng was surprised, "You still remember this."

"After all, there's nothing to do." Ding Zile lazily explained, "Don't you think that? In our job, we can see 30 years old at the age of 60. There is nothing new. If you can remember, you will be late. It's such a small thing."

"Let's eat for a living." Qian Cheng smiled, "I'm still alive anyway."

This feeling is very strange, obviously after the passion last night, the two people talked about such a heavy topic of life on the bus in the morning rush hour.

It is true that such and such topics cannot be said.

Qian Cheng shut his mouth, the steamed stuffed bun that he stuffed two mouthfuls just now was slowly fermenting in his stomach, today he bought a sauerkraut bun, and now his stomach is still so spicy that it hurts.

There is still smell in the mouth, but the color is in the mind.Also colorful.

"The next stop." Ding Zile reminded, another group of people went down, it seemed that they were all late, got out of the car with their briefcases in their hands, and then ran away.

"I didn't expect there to be so many latecomers." Qian Cheng said.

"Yeah," Ding Zile glanced at him, "I guess I was overworked last night."

Qian Cheng stepped on Ding Zile's leather shoes: "Say one more word, and I'll kick you out."

Time is like water in a sponge, just squeeze it and it will disappear.

Ding Zile insisted on sending Qian Cheng to the station, but Qian Cheng hesitated for a while and finally decided to accept it. After all, with their current situation, they had to send each other off, and there were so many things that it was not convenient for him alone.

"You take these too." Ding Zile took out a large bag of supplements from an unknown corner, "This is for the elderly... Didn't your mother get injured by a fall before? It's good to eat something usually. This is for your sister of."

"You run a pharmacy?" Qian Cheng was surprised, "Where did you get so many things?"

"It was robbed from a pharmacy." Ding Zile smiled and carried the things into the car, "Buy some casually, let's make do with it."

Qian Cheng opened the door and sat in the co-pilot: "Is this also how you express yourself?"

"That's right." Ding Zile got into the car, "I don't know how to treat people well."

"Tell me, were you very popular before?" Qian Cheng leaned back in his chair, "You are handsome and considerate."

"Recently, I've become more and more talkative." Ding Zile smiled and turned the steering wheel, "Generally handsome, generally considerate."

Qian Cheng smiled and said nothing.

Chinese New Year is almost here, and people are rushing towards home like migratory birds.

Ding Zile's car merged into the traffic flow, it was really strange, in previous years he saw such a scene, he was almost untouched, but this year, he felt something warm rolling in his heart, just because he saw others coming home.

Probably because of Qian Cheng this year.It could also be because he's one of those vulgar ones who inevitably reverted to being this year too.

"What time does the car leave?" Ding Zile asked again.

"There is still an hour." Qian Cheng was not in a hurry, "It's okay, it's only a few hundred meters."

"You didn't come home like an arrow?" The car in front of him remained motionless for a long time, and Ding Zile also gave up. "Shouldn't you be excitedly rubbing your hands and making a red heart beating?"

"Are you crazy?" Qian Cheng looked at him with a smile.

"I don't know why, but I'm also very happy when you come home." Ding Zile said with a smile.

Except for a short while on the road, everything else went smoothly.The last part of farewell at the station has also been completed. There are too many people and it is not suitable for you. Waiting for a second may be posted.

"Okay, okay, go back quickly." Qian Cheng urged him, "I'll call you when I get home."

"You have to say it when you're driving," Ding Zile added.

"understood!"

"I'm leaving."

"Hurry up." Qian Cheng smiled, "It's only been a few days!"

It's only been a few days.One hand is not enough.

Qian Cheng's eyes followed him. Today, I really should wear something brighter, preferably bright red and green, so that I can be easily recognized in the crowd... No, there are at least 100 people in this station wearing bright red.

Qian Cheng always felt that Ding Zile was really conspicuous.Among the southerners, the height is considered to be against the sky, and on top of that, he looks so good-looking.As a result, I was rushed by so many people at the station today, and I couldn't find it in a daze.

Damn, Qian Cheng stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, but he really couldn't find it.

Didn't it mean that the protagonist of the novel will see each other at a glance in the crowd!I usually live so badly, now I don't even have a protagonist halo!

Qian Cheng's phone rang: "Nine o'clock."

Ding Zile waved at him, and the voice on the phone said, "I'm really leaving, be careful on the road."

"Get lost." Qian Cheng said with a smile.

"Get in the car, there are so many people in the car that they are almost squeezed out."

"Okay, I have some sad news for you, I didn't get a ticket."

"What kind of sad news is this?"

"That's another unfortunate thing. I'll have to drive two hours home later."

"I feel sorry for you for a second." Qian Cheng sent a message with a smile, "How many days do you plan to stay this time?"

"After the second year of junior high school, then go around and come back early." Ding Zile directly sent a voice, "I'm driving, I will talk to you later."

The car started, and there was a cry of surprise from a child. There were everyone in the car, and the aisles were so crowded that it was impossible to pass through.Qian Cheng curled up on his seat, it turned out that he was such a small person.

I've always felt that way, but it's just more intense at this time of year.Large and small pieces of luggage were crowded together, and I couldn't tell the difference between many things.

Qian Cheng took out his phone again and looked at other people's Moments.

Ding Ziyue is already posting a preview of their family's New Year's Eve dinner.

"Your family eats so early?" Qian Cheng was surprised.

"Not yet, isn't my brother coming back this year, so I have to wait for him anyway." Ding Ziyue was so idle that he was on duty, but Zhou Xun was on duty on the day of the reunion, and he didn't get a bite of the reunion dinner, which was inhumane.

"It's pretty good. I've got an appetite after seeing your food." Qian Cheng replied with a smile.

"Come back to eat at my house next time!" Ding Ziyue said, "Hey, has my brother left yet?"

"It's time to go." Qian Cheng estimated the time, "There is about an hour and 45 minutes before your meal."

"Then I will definitely not wait for him."

When he squeezed out of the car and took his first breath of fresh air, Qian Cheng felt that he had probably come back to life.

During the two-hour drive, the aunt next to me not only ate Laotan sauerkraut noodles, but also ate chicken feet with pickled peppers and beef gluten. She also took off her shoes. The air was almost poisonous.

The people around are also quite tolerant.

The elder sister's phone call was on time: "Are you there?"

"Do you have GPS positioning?" Qian Cheng was surprised, "It's accurate to the second."

"Nonsense." Qian Jing said, "I was waiting at the gate of the station, and I saw someone coming out."

"Hey!" Qian Cheng yelled, "It's so cold, why did you run out!" Before he had time to say more, he hurried to the station gate with his things.

Qian Jing was dressed very festively and red today, Qian Cheng saw her from a long distance, and ran towards her.

"What's the rush?" Qian Jing couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, and stretched out his hand to pinch Qian Cheng's face, "You've grown flesh!"

"You're really fat?" Qian Cheng was a little dissatisfied with this comment, "What about the most basic social etiquette? Isn't it common to praise others for being skinny?"

"I can't do such a hypocritical thing." Qian Jing seemed in a very good mood, and glanced at the things Qian Cheng was carrying, "Why do you bring so much!"

"Eat slowly." Qian Cheng piled his things on the back seat of the car, "Let's go, how about I drive?"

"Can you still drive?" Qian Jing's stomach is still quite obvious, but his movements are still flexible... After several years, Qian Cheng realized that there is actually no necessary relationship between your body shape and the flexibility of your movements, such as a flexible fat man... …

Qian Jing reached out and poked Qian Cheng's stomach: "Seat belt."

"You're just relying on me not being able to poke you right now." Qian Cheng said, "You too, a pregnant woman."

"I'm not that delicate." Qian Jing was driving the car, but still fastened it, and at this moment the phone rang again.

"It must be Mom." Qian Jing didn't even look at it, "Go ahead and pick it up, most likely it's just asking if you've arrived."

This feeling of being cared about made Qian Cheng very comfortable.Especially from the care of women.As an illiterate, Qian Cheng really can't imagine any other metaphors, probably the spring breeze is like a spring breeze... These make Qian Cheng think that he should like women more, but now he realizes that, except for his mother And elder sister, he really couldn't imagine the existence of a third identity woman.

So it's unpredictable...

Qian Cheng called Ding Zile, after all, he had to keep his promise, and when he put down the phone, the elder sister asked, "Who is it?"

"...My roommate, sent me to the station today."

"Then your relationship is quite good." Qian Jingting nodded, "I was quite worried at first..."

"I'm really fine now." Qian Cheng smiled, "It will get better and better."

Ding Zile felt a little nervous when he stopped the car.

Closer to the nostalgia, more timid, birds singing, mountains, more secluded red and crispy yellow vine wine, two orioles singing, green willows, relatives and friends in Luoyang, if you ask each other, it’s better to hang the southeast branch by yourself... Ding Zile got out of the car after memorizing all the poems and songs in his mind. .The New Year flavor is stronger in small cities. The weather is not too good today. You can smell the smoke of firecrackers when you walk on the road. Sure enough, the New Year is here.

Ding Zile went to the store first. Dad's store was located in the busiest part of the city center, on Hardware Plumbing Street. The one with the least rustic storefront was the one.Ding Ziyue guarded the store with his legs crossed, his mobile phone was playing very well, but he hadn't set it to mute, it kept ringing like a small radar.

"Boss, is there a toilet seat?"

"The toilet cover is on the other side—" Ding Ziyue raised his head suddenly, "Damn, I was scared to death, I thought it was Dad!"

"Are you just guarding the store like this?" Ding Zile turned around, but he hasn't been back for more than two years, and the changes are not small.In addition to the original hardware store, Dad has opened up a new business selling sanitary ware, and the whole row of toilets looks like a guard of honor.When I was a child, I always felt that selling such things at home was not a good thing, but now I feel that it is not easy for my father to work hard for so long.

There is no humble occupation in the world.

"Let's go, let's go home." Ding Ziyue put away the two long legs that were on the table, put the phone in his pocket, and pulled the zipper, "Dad thought I was an eyesore at home, so he drove me here — starved to death.”

Ding Zile glanced at the remains of various snacks in the trash can: "Are you almost full? Mice gnawed?"

"We young people can eat a lot." Ding Ziyue tied up the garbage bag and pushed Ding Zile out, "Hurry up, stop talking nonsense, go home and eat!"

"The door needs to be closed!" Ding Zile was pushed forward a few steps.

"You know better than me!" Ding Ziyue said with a smile, "Get out of the way, I'm going to lock the door."

There were no people on the street on New Year's Eve, and the New Year's Eve dinner contest should have kicked off by this time.

"Are parents at home?" Ding Zile asked.

"Can you stop talking nonsense." Ding Ziyue put his hat on his head, "Brother's family is also here."

The eldest brother is Ding Zixing, to be more precise, his cousin, the two of them live close to each other and have a good relationship, and they often celebrate the New Year together.

"I'm afraid it's not enough." Ding Zile looked at the flimsy gift bag in his hand.

"Who cares about your little things?" Ding Ziyue smiled, "I heard that you are coming back, mom is so excited that she can hardly speak."

"Don't you have a neurological speech disorder?"

"What the hell?" Ding Ziyue was baffled, sometimes he struggled so much when communicating with his brother, he couldn't wait to show the difference in IQ between the lines, "It's just excitement."

"I don't have a sense of humor." Ding Zile said, and put one hand directly in front of Ding Ziyue, "Excuse me, give me some advice."

I live not far from home, just a few steps away.It's very strange, I bought several new houses four or five years ago and renovated them, but my father rents out all of them. He lives in this dilapidated community and insists on striving to be the first line of hardware, plumbing and toilet seats.

Sometimes people just can't understand that they have earned money for most of their lives but don't enjoy it.

When Ding Zile looked up, he found a seemingly special creature on the balcony of their house.

Probably an illusion.

Ding Ziyue was probably really hungry. When he went upstairs, he walked like flying, and the soles of his feet felt windy.Ding Zile tried hard but failed to keep up, and finally gave up.

"Mom, open the door, open the door." It also has its own sound effect, and basically the whole building knows that he is back.

"Where's your brother?" My mother ran away to open the door hearing the sound, and asked immediately.

"I can't run as fast as I do." Ding Ziyue stuffed something into his mother's arms, "My brother bought it."

Ding Zile should actually thank his brother.It was precisely because his mother was still holding things in her arms that she couldn't see Ding Zile and immediately opened her arms to give him a deep hug. Han Wei smiled.

"I'm back, I'm back." Ding Zile quickly followed, "Ziyue is like flying. He can catch up with the spaceship."

In fact, during this period of time, I still saw my mother quite often, and there was no sense of reunion after being separated for many years. Perhaps this occasion is not suitable for expressing emotions, especially the sound of the pressure cooker in the kitchen beeping beeping beeping.

"Hey, I have to go and see..." Mom ran to the kitchen in a panic.

"I thought I could be mature and stable." Ding Zile shook his head with a smile, and the moment he changed his shoes and walked in the door, he straightened his back and looked at the balcony, Ding Zile felt that his voice had at least raised an octave, and he could circle the beam three times.

"what is this?!"

Also chopping and breaking the sound.

"Peacock, I don't know you." Ding Ziyue lay down on the broken and paralyzed sofa in the living room. Playing."

"Damn." Ding Zile couldn't help avoiding the window sill, "It scared me to death, I have a phobia of birds."

"You don't eat chicken?" Ding Ziyue smiled and continued to play with his mobile phone. It didn't change much for him to move from one place to another, "I see that you used to eat KFC very well. Well."

"I mean I'm afraid of birds, that head." Ding Zile closed his eyes, "I wouldn't eat a whole chicken if I put it in front of me."

Still quite polite.

"I didn't think you had so much before..." Ding Ziyue said with a smile while raising his head, but he only spoke half of what he said, and the other half was stuck in his throat, and he didn't go down for a long time.

"……dad."

Ding Zile ran away from home for two years in a very temperamental manner, but he still kept in touch with his family both openly and secretly.

For example, meeting Ding Ziyue, such as meeting his mother, not to mention Ding Zixing, recently he has been helping others take care of their children.

But the old man is indeed reunited after a long absence.

Ding Zile felt that when he ran away in anger, he would not see this old man for at least ten or eight years, but now that he met suddenly, he also knew that the fact that both of them had secretly succumbed to softness made him feel that everything was very delicate. .

On the surface, he had to hold on to prevent the design from collapsing, so Ding Zile also convinced his father.

"Well, I'm back." The expression on the father's face was a little uncomfortable, but he still simply said hello, and the target shifted to Ding Ziyue, "I know that I play with my mobile phone every day, and I won't help your mother!"

"Hey!" Ding Ziyue knew that he was accidentally injured by a flank again, "I know, I know."

"I'll go too." Ding Zile quickly followed his brother into the kitchen.

"Can you hide more clearly?" Ding Ziyue laughed in a low voice.

"I want you to talk more." Ding Zile took out his phone, and couldn't help but curl the corner of his mouth when he saw the new news.

Ding Ziyue let out a meaningful "ouch".