urban life

Chapter 521
Zhou Liang went downstairs, and there was a bowl of steaming glutinous rice balls on the table, small and exquisite, plump and smooth.

He said, "Thank you grandma."

"fine."

Lu Yulan's eyes were narrowed, she was full of joy, and it was already late at night, so she dragged Teacher Zhou upstairs.

Zhou Liang sat on the seat, bit his teeth lightly, the glutinous rice skin broke open, and the sweetness of the filling immediately spread in his mouth, which was extremely delicious.

The glutinous rice balls are not the quick-frozen glutinous rice balls bought outside, but made by Lu Yulan herself. The fillings are sweet and rich, and the glutinous rice skin is springy.

Hou Mengting stared at the TV, but she had already put her attention on the bowl of glutinous rice balls. When she saw the old man going upstairs, she said, "Give me one."

Zhou Liang picked up the bowl and walked to her, and fed it to his mother's mouth.

"Um"

The corners of Hou Mengting's mouth turned up, the expression on her face became happy and satisfied, her eyes were blurred, as if she had been intoxicated in the ocean of food: "The glutinous rice balls made by your grandma are always so delicious."

"Do you still want it?"

"Forget it." Hou Mengting looked at the bowl of glutinous rice balls, with a trace of reluctance in her eyes, she immediately shook her head, "I won't snatch the loving dinner your grandma made for you, I'm not the kind of greedy person. "

After thinking about it, he seemed to make up his mind and said, "Three more, no, four."

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The glutinous rice balls that Lu Yulan made were big, there were less than ten in Zhou Liang's bowl, and Hou Mengting ate five at once.

Zhou Liang did not refuse, he understood that his mother was a glutton.

The two of them, mother and son, were sitting on the sofa, eating glutinous rice balls and watching the handsome man on TV.

"Tut tsk tsk." Looking at Yishui handsome guy inside, he was handsome and unrestrained, Hou Mengting's eyes twinkled with little stars, "So handsome."

Zhou Liang sized up those handsome guys, thought for a while and said, "Not as handsome as my dad."

"Your father always cooks a dish. How can it compare to these little fresh meats? These little handsome guys exude a vigorous temperament. When you are with them, you feel much younger." Hou Mengting opened her mouth wide, motioning to feed her glutinous rice balls, Chewing lightly, he said contemptuously:

"Your dad is like a waste, doing nothing all day long, with a mature and prudent look, living with him, I feel like I will go to the grave in the next second"

Immediately, Hou Mengting kept complaining about Zhou An.

Zhou Liang just smiled and didn't answer.

The affairs between parents are intricate and complicated. As a son, he should not get involved in the subtleties.

Don't look at Hou Mengting complaining about Zhou An now, if Zhou Liang dares to say that his father is wrong.

It can't be said that he will be hit by mixed doubles in the next second.

The couple loves to play "fishing law enforcement".

"Hou Mengting, you fucking spread rumors, right?" At this moment, Zhou An walked in and sat down beside him, "Dude, when I was young, I was much more handsome than those little fresh meats, and the people chasing me can be ranked from all over the world." Jingcheng, you are lucky, buddy, I have a crush on you, you should be grateful, don't understand."

Seeing Zhou An coming home, Zhou Liang was about to put the last glutinous rice ball into his mouth and leave immediately, but seeing his mother's gentle and extremely lethal eyes, he consciously fed it into his mother's mouth.

Your old man is not afraid of gaining weight after eating six glutinous rice balls, Zhou Liang thought helplessly.

With a faint smile on Hou Mengting's face, she patted his shoulder: "Good son."

After Zhou Liang left, those eyes slanted, stretched his neck to Zhou An's side, his nose twitched, smelling like a dog: "A smell of perfume, the smell of roses. Tell me, are you with me?" Which girl did you get together? Did you cheat? Well, I didn’t think you were a fun thing when I first saw you, but I didn’t expect that you were really a fun thing.”

"I'm not a joke, you still marry me, you are quite blind." Zhou An replied.

After hearing the words, Hou Mengting's eyes burst into light, and she stared straight at him: "Okay, Zhou An, you still dare to talk back."

Immediately, he took Zhou An's hand and said threateningly: "Come on, come back to the room with me, today I will teach you a lesson, and let you know who is the boss and who is the second in the family."

"Your boss, are you okay?" The corner of Zhou An's mouth twitched, and he used all his strength to tear away the clenched hands, and quickly apologized: "Boss, I'm sorry, I was wrong, please forgive me. I dare not."

When a man reaches middle age, his "survival" ability always declines rapidly, but on the contrary, when a woman reaches middle age, her "survival" ability is greatly enhanced.

Zhou An can't escape the rule of everything.

In the past, he wished he could stay in bed every day, always thinking about how pleasant it was, but now it was torture to stay in bed for a second longer.

Now, Zhou An is counting Hou Mengting's menstrual period every day. When the menstrual period arrives, it will be the day of his liberation.

The aunt before marriage is a hindrance, and the aunt is the savior after marriage.

Hou Mengting asked: "Who is the boss?"

"Your boss."

"Wrong!" Hou Mengting pointed to a certain part of Zhou An and said seriously: "It's the boss, your second."

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"You two are almost married." At this moment, Zhou Lingmeng walked in, "In broad daylight."

Before she finished speaking, Hou Mengting glared: "Get lost!"

"okay!"

Zhou Lingmeng instantly smiled hippie, made a doglike appearance, and rushed away, hesitating for a second was disrespect for his own life.

She didn't want to provoke Hou Mengting.

Their eyes met with their biological father's, and they communicated silently.

save me save me.

Dad, you can rest assured to die, I will bury you.

Seeing Zhou An sitting dead on the sofa, Hou Mengting tilted her head and thought for a while, then abruptly broke away those tightly clenched hands, hugged Zhou An's body like a princess, and walked upstairs go.

In the early morning, Zhou Liang woke up early in the morning, and the quality of sleep at home was quite high. Looking out the window, the fog was filled with whiteness, and thinking of the temperature outside being several degrees below zero, he couldn't help but tighten the quilt.

He couldn't fall asleep anymore. He tossed his hands in the bed and found the phone. His legs were bent, and he curled up into a ball, staring at the phone.

After looking through the news, it was full of boring news, which star Cao fan, the fans felt that the sky was falling, and they were speechless, hating why it wasn't themselves.

Although Zhou Liang had no interest, he had to admit that sometimes gossip was a good way to pass the time.

After a while, the sky seemed to clear up a little.

Zhou Liang didn't stay in bed any longer, simply washed up, put on his clothes, and then went downstairs.

The old people sleep less, grandparents get up early in the morning, grandma washes up slowly, and grandpa walks around the yard with his hands behind his back.

He greeted the two old men and ran outside.

Zhou Liang was not interested in running, but since he was awake and it was still early, he was still willing to run for two steps.

It's exercise after all.

"Xiao Liang is on vacation."

"Your old body is much tougher than before."

"Xiao Liang is getting more and more handsome, just like your father, do you have a girlfriend? Grandma will tell you one, it looks like nothing, it's as beautiful as a fairy."

"I'm only a freshman, don't worry, thank you."

"Brother Liang, long time no see, we have time to get together."

"Okay! But be plain, I won't go to the nightclub, it's very noisy."

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Zhou Liang grew up here, and the neighbors around him knew him, and they would greet him when they saw him, the neighbors.

The area of ​​this bungalow is really too big, he can't move after running around twice, in winter, his face is already sweating, and his clothes are all wet.

As the sun gradually rose, streaks of golden light pierced through the haze, bringing things in front of us into view gradually.

When Zhou Liang returned home, his father Zhou An had already gotten up and was washing his car with a hose in the yard.

"Hey, I got up early." Zhou An was a little surprised to see him, and without thinking too much, he threw the water pipe to him, "Help me wash the car, I'll go dig a few meals first, and I have to go to work later gone."

Zhou Liang connected the water hose and rinsed the car's windshield.

My father is sometimes very strange, leaving a company boss instead of being a taxi driver, and he enjoys it every day.

Moreover, as the incident passed, Zhou An seemed to be more serious about the driver's work and paid more attention to it.

Get up at dawn every day, work until you go home at night, and continue to do so the next day.

I didn't feel tired or tired at all. On the contrary, my whole body was in high spirits, as if exuding a second spring.

Zhou An held a bowl of porridge with some sauerkraut in it, and squatted at the door, eating while supervising Zhou Liang's car wash.

"I don't know where you got your energy from." Lu Yulan rolled her eyes at Zhou An, "I want to be a driver instead of enjoying a good life."

"Mom, you're not happy that I've been eating and waiting to die, but now that I'm making progress, you're not happy. What exactly do you want me to do?" Zhou An replied, "Besides, Hou Mengting is happy, what do you care about me? Great."

Lu Yulan glared at Zhou An, then left the house, she was busy dancing with her old sisters.

Regarding Zhou An's behavior, Hou Mengting has always maintained a supportive attitude, as long as Zhou An is happy, there are not too many rules and regulations.

While washing the car, Hou Mengting also went downstairs to finish her breakfast.

Zhou An immediately drove Hou Mengting away from home.

Regardless of when he was lazy before or when he was busy now, Zhou An would send Hou Mengting to the company and then go about his own business, nothing changed.

Teacher Zhou also went out for a walk, wanting to hear what kind of inside information the neighbors of the chairman of the listed company have.

Mr. Zhou has absolutely no plans to speculate in stocks, he just listens.

Hmm. It is naturally the best to earn a little money.

Only Zhou Liang and Zhou Lingmeng were left at home, and the latter was chatting with his family's ancestor "Duke Zhou" because he played a game all night last night.

Zhou Liang simply took a shower, finished his breakfast, washed the dishes, closed the door and went outside.

After a while, he walked to the bookstore and read the time happily.

Because I came early, the bookstore hadn't opened yet, so I waited outside for a while.

I saw Ran Qiu slowly walking over, wearing a dark gray coat with light gray wide-leg pants. The wide-leg pants have a drapey feel, making her legs look longer and thinner.Wear a pair of ordinary canvas shoes.

Typical office worker attire.

Her hair was cut short, and there were a few light blue hairpins in some places, like blue elves that occasionally appeared in winter.

Today's Ran Qiu lacks the taste of a prostitute, and has a bit more temperament of a strong woman.

"Yo, the boss is here." Seeing him smiling, Ran Qiu said, "Sorry for keeping you waiting."

Zhou Liang shook his head: "It's not time for work."

The working hours of the bookstore are from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm, and work from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm.

Since Zhou Liang went to school and didn't manage the bookstore, Ran Qiu has been managing it. She can go to work as long as she wants.

Judging from today's situation, Ran Qiu really treats this job as a serious job, he doesn't show off, he doesn't arrive late and leave early, and he doesn't use it as a platform to meet certain people.
"Drink milk?"

Zhou Liang looked at Ran Qiu's big belly, his whole body was in a bent state, and he was a little confused for a while.

"Where are you thinking? Milk!" Ran Qiu straightened her delicate body, gave him a blank look, and then handed him a bottle of milk, "I'm full, so I need to move my body."

"..., don't drink."

With some good intentions as a donkey's liver and lungs, Ran Qiu curled his lips, and suddenly the corners of his mouth opened, patted his chest, and said quietly: "Do you want to drink?"

Zhou Liang didn't answer, took the key, opened the bookstore, and went straight in.

Although he is in school, he still has time to look around every week. The bookstore is still the same as before, without much change.

When Ran Qiu entered the bookstore, she became more serious all of a sudden, and put on the work uniform she bought for herself.

Zhou Liang didn't have any dress requirements, it was just a dilapidated bookstore, there was no such thing as dress culture, but Ran Qiu felt that the work clothes looked formal, so he bought them.

Zhou Liang looked at each other, wearing a black suit, he looked heroic, with the temperament of a strong woman.

She wouldn't be using the banner of work to seek personal gain for herself, right?Zhou Liang thought to himself.

After a while, customers from the bookstore came one after another. When they saw him, they nodded. Then they found a book and sat in the corner, reading it by themselves.

Under Ran Qiu's operation, Yuedu Time has become a little famous now, attracting strangers to check in.

One is located in the center of the magic city, but it provides free places for guests to read books.

What a charitable act, what a virtuous thing, what an elegant and elegant place
Du Fu said it well: There are tens of thousands of mansions in An De Guang, which shelters the poor and the poor all over the world.

Looking at it this way, Yuedu Shiguang's compulsive style suddenly became higher.

Sitting inside, taking pictures, reading books, and posting them to Moments, the whole person seems to have a lot of patterns.

Zhou Liang never expected the bookstore to develop to such an extent.

When he took over the bookstore, he just wanted to find a place for himself to read.

That's it.

Looking at the bookstore menu, Zhou Liang twitched the corner of his mouth lightly.

A cup of coffee costs hundreds of yuan, an afternoon tea costs thousands of yuan, and the cheapest is a cake, the size of a bottle cap, which costs tens of yuan.

black!
so dark!

His bookstore was regarded as a black shop in ancient times, and he would be beheaded.

But nowadays, people can't ask for it.

(End of this chapter)