urban life

Chapter 525
In a nightclub.

Zhou Liang looked at Deng Xi, who was playing online games with Zhou Lingmeng, and the crisp voice of the latter echoed throughout the room:

"Up, up, up, don't ink, gather at point A."

"Xiaoxi go up to find the way, rush for me, if you die, I will burn incense for you."

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Immediately looking at Kang Yi, he was also tired of being with his girlfriend, because he didn't treat them as outsiders.

"Brother Liang, can I find you one?" Kang Yi noticed that Zhou Liang was doing nothing, stretched his neck, and asked, "Being idle is also boring."

"I don't have a big heart like yours." Zhou Liang rolled his eyes, "Is that interesting? Is it addictive?"

"It's boring." Kang Yi shook his head, "I play all day long, and I'm not addicted at all."

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Well, when he didn't ask.

Zhou Liang really couldn't stay in the private room, it would be a bit miserable to hang out with them on New Year's Eve, so he patted Kang Yi on the shoulder, signaled him, and then went outside.

Jiaojiao looked at Zhou Liang, thought for a while, and said, "Brother Yi, I have a sister, do you need to give it to Brother Zhou?"

Before Jiaojiao finished speaking, Kang Yi hissed softly, and said lightly: "Put away your fancy things, don't waste your time, Brother Liang doesn't look down on you. If he wants to, he can have Yingyingyan by his side." Swallows, bees and butterflies flock."

Kang Yi knew Zhou Liang too well.

Although he is gentle and refined, adhering to gentleness, courtesy and thrift, and is also approachable, but that is only his appearance, and his heart has an indifference to the world.

Except for a few relatives and friends, outsiders did not interest him.

Kang Yi still remembers that he took Zhou Liang to the nightclub for the first time. Zhou Liang and the girl in the nightclub chatted all night about philosophy, the starry sky, and human beings.

Moreover, he also paid for all the expenses during the postgraduate entrance examination of the other party.

This incident became a joke at the time.

Others thought, "Brother, don't touch it, let's chat for a while", but he would rather "Don't touch it, just chat", until the girl who accompanied the drink gave up her idea of ​​work, and then pursued her own life.

Zhou Liang also successfully entered the blacklist of that nightclub.

Zhou Liang walked out of the private room and looked around. Men and women danced and danced in a crazy manner, swaying their youth wantonly, and the deafening music sounded in their ears.

He didn't expect that the nightclub on New Year's Eve would be so noisy.

After thinking about it, I understand that if you can't go back to your hometown during the Chinese New Year, you have to find a way to have fun as a migrant worker, so you don't have to stay alone in a rental house during the Chinese New Year.

Zhou Liang almost squeezed out of the nightclub.

There are groups of young men and women standing on both sides of the bar street, chatting, playing, or having fun. Sometimes a few super sports cars pass by, parked on one side, and then a rich boy comes down, accompanied by a graceful beauty , a brand-name clothing.

Zhou Liang leaned against the fence by the river alone, looking at the bar street quietly, feeling quite amused.

"Handsome, I'm so stuffy."

Zhou Liang glanced expressionlessly: "Physiologically, heart block is caused by temporary fatigue and depression; psychologically, you may have cerebrovascular disease, cardiovascular disease, whatever the reason, I suggest you go to Check it out at the hospital instead of dancing in a bar."

"No!" The woman who approached her shook her head and covered her chest, "Because my heart is already filled with you."

Zhou Liangdao: "Looking at the literal meaning, you used the word "stuffed" above, and you should use "stuffed" in the following to conform to the context, rather than "filling up". Endless, as vast as the sea of ​​stars, can never be filled, filled. If you want to pursue psychological perfection, I recommend you a few books."

The face of the woman who approached her was stiff, she gently put down the word "idiot", and then left.

Zhou Liang smiled lightly, not paying attention to the other party's abuse.

He rubbed his stomach, feeling a little hungry.

Looking around, there was nothing for sale except wine.

Suddenly, there was a pause, and his eyes lit up.

I saw a small stall at the corner of Bar Street, buying noodles.

Zhou Liang stepped forward and said, "Grandpa gave me a bowl of beef noodles, thank you."

"okay."

The owner of the stall is an old couple, who are busy but orderly under the dim light.

After a while, the old man served a steaming bowl of beef noodles with fresh and tender beef, white and tender noodles, and emerald green coriander and green onion.

Zhou Liang was a little surprised: "Master, can you make money? Don't lose it."

The price is clearly marked on the menu of the stall. A bowl of beef noodles is 13 yuan, which is the average price in the country. In Shanghai, a bowl of ordinary beef noodles costs at least [-] yuan, and there is a lot of beef in the bowl. is quite expensive.

"Yes." The uncle smiled, wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and said softly: "The cost of a bowl of noodles is less than one yuan, and a few lumps of beef are at most ten yuan. Our small stall does not require rent, so we dig out the miscellaneous things." A bowl of noodles costs at least three yuan."

He gestured with his right hand, and continued, "Try it, it won't taste good if it's lumpy."

Zhou Liang picked up the noodles, put them in his mouth, chewed carefully, and then gave the old man a thumbs up. Seeing this, the old man had wrinkles on his face and a faint smile appeared.

At this moment, there were no customers in the stall. The uncle and the aunt rested for a while, sat in front of Zhou Liang, narrowed their eyes slightly, and looked at him with a smile, with kind eyes in their eyes.

"Young man, why did you come to the bar on New Year's Eve?" asked the aunt, "Didn't you get a ticket?"

Zhou Liang replied, "I went out to play with my friends."

The two nodded and did not continue to ask questions. They looked at Zhou Liang eating noodles kindly, as if they had a different kind of interest.

While eating noodles, he asked, "Why are you two elders still selling noodles on New Year's Eve?"

On New Year's Eve, the day of family reunion, two elderly people are not at home to enjoy family happiness, but come to the bar street where fish and dragons are mixed.

The two elders looked at each other, then sighed helplessly.

It turned out that the two of them were locals in Shanghai, and their family was not short of money. They came to Bar Street to sell noodles on New Year's Eve not for money, but because they were really bored at home and lonely. They hoped to find a lively place where young people play.

The two children couldn't go home this year because of personal affairs, and only two of them spent the Spring Festival.

Zhou Liang ate the noodles in two or three bites, and exclaimed, "The craftsmanship of both of you is comparable to that of a five-star hotel."

The aunt waved her hand: "Hey, young man, stop complimenting us."

Although the aunt retorted, there was joy inside and outside the words.

The stall of the two old people is quite good. On a cold winter night, drunk people, with their minds in a daze and their stomachs full of wine, come to a bowl of steaming beef noodles, which is simply a treat on earth.

Zhou Liang paid the bill and got permission from the elders. He didn't leave in a hurry. He sat in his seat and watched the two of them go about their business. It was quite interesting.

Although the two are old, their movements are particularly clean and neat, the uncle cooks the noodles, and the aunt serves the noodles.

Time flies by.

The uncle turned off the fire, beat his lower back, and said: "Young man, I'm sorry, we can't chat with you anymore, we are going to close for a rest."

Zhou Liang didn't expect that he would sit on the stall until it closed. He was a little embarrassed, and then stood up to help the old man tidy up the stall, and cleaned the floor by the way.

"Thank you, young man." After finishing, the aunt narrowed her eyes, patted him on the shoulder, and handed the last boiled egg to Zhou Liang, "For you, I played all night to replenish my body."

Zhou Liang took the egg: "Thank you too."

I saw the uncle riding a bicycle and the aunt sitting behind. They waved to Zhou Liang with a smile, and then left.

A smile appeared on Zhou Liang's face.

On New Year's Eve, it was a great honor for him to meet two old people chatting and chatting.

boom!
Just as Zhou Liang tightened his clothes and was about to enter the bar, a sound suddenly came to his ears.

Immediately follow the reputation.

He frowned suddenly.

I saw the two old people who had just left collided with a car.

Seeing this, Zhou Liang ran over immediately.

Fortunately, the bar street was crowded with people, the old man was not driving fast, and the stall was small, so the braking speed was fast enough to avoid a catastrophe.

Zhou Liang didn't worry too much, he quickly paid the two elders, and asked, "Master and aunt, are you two alright?"

"It's all right." The uncle waved his hand, "I'm in good health, didn't I just hit it, when I was young, I could jump out of the car when I hit it, and I didn't get hurt."

The aunt glanced at her old man, and said angrily: "I just like to brag, why didn't you jump out of the car just now? You can't help but be careful when driving in front, are the two eyes just for display?"

"As I said, it was when I was young." The uncle emphasized, "And, I was already driving slowly enough. At that time, in order to avoid a drunk person, I turned the steering wheel, so I hit the car."

Seeing that the two elders were still thinking about bickering, Zhou Liang let go of the worries in his heart and couldn't help but let out a breath.

At this moment, many people surrounded them, and the three of them formed a circle, talking softly:

"There is no problem with this, good luck."

"really!"

"One thing to say, it's also a skill to run into each other in this crowded bar street."

"The two old people say good luck is good, and bad luck is bad."

"How to say?"

"Look at that car, it's definitely not cheap."

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Hearing the chatter around, the second elder cast his eyes on the car that was hit, and his expression changed suddenly.

There were obvious crack marks on the front of the two cars that were hit, the headlights were cracked, the whole stall fell on the surface of the car, and the windows were also broken, but fortunately, it was hard enough and there were only marks.

The two of them hit someone else's car like this, and they don't know how much they will pay.

Moreover, judging from the people around, this car is still a luxury car, with a few bumps and bumps, it will cost hundreds of thousands.

The two of them are well off, but that doesn't mean they can afford to pay, and if compensation is involved, they will definitely trouble their children, how to see their children when the time comes.

"Oh, old man, why did you drive the car?" The aunt's tone was full of anxiety, "It's okay to hit us, why did you hit someone else's car?"

The uncle frowned tightly, obviously quite troubled.

Surrounding voices came to his ears:

"Oops! I checked that car, and the floor price is at least 600 million."

"Judging from the marks of being hit, the compensation of 60 to [-] won't make it go away."

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The two elders were full of sadness.

Zhou Liang looked the car up and down, sighed helplessly, and said, "You two old men, let's go."

The aunt's eyes widened: "What?"

He repeated: "Go home."

"What do you mean?" After hearing the words, the uncle's face was gloomy, his brows were frowned, and his eyes were full of anger, as if he was suppressing his anger, "Although I can't be called a good person, I'm not the kind of hit-and-run person either. One person does things and one person is responsible. Today is the car I hit, even if I spend all my money, I will compensate the victim.

I have lived aboveboard all my life, and I have never committed any crimes. I don’t think that I would still do these sneaky things when I was old. How decent is that? The social atmosphere has been slowly corrupted in this way. "

Obviously, the sense of justice in the uncle's heart does not support his hit and run.

The people around also agreed:
"That's right, running after hitting someone else's car, what's the difference between that and a beast."

"If you want to evade your responsibility, you are breaking the law and committing a crime."

"Looking at the appearance of that handsome guy, he doesn't seem to feel that he has done anything wrong. He seems to be a repeat offender."

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The aunt looked at Zhou Liang, and disagreed with his approach, but her tone was much gentler: "Young man, aunt knows that you are thinking of us, thank you, but since you hit someone else's car, you have to pay for it."

Feeling the accusations from all around, Zhou Liang shrugged helplessly.

It's hard to do a good job these days.

He thought for a while, and asked, "Master, do you two know how much this car costs?"

The two elders looked at each other and shook their heads.

The elderly have no desire for money, and of course they don't understand the value of the so-called luxury car in front of them.

The uncle waved his hand, and said righteously: "I don't care how much money it is, anyway, I do the work by myself. It's amazing that I sold the house for compensation. I still don't believe that the house is worth more than mine?"

Seeing that the two elders couldn't make sense and wanted compensation no matter what, Zhou Liang sighed helplessly.

"Do you still want to show your face?"

"The uncle and the aunt have to pay for it. What does a stranger have to do with you? Has your conscience been eaten by a dog?"

"People like you don't deserve to live in this world."

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The onlookers also seemed to be furious and kept accusing him.

Zhou Liang didn't care either. If he stood in someone else's position, he would think the same way.

"What's going on, what's going on?" Just as the crowd was raging, a heavy voice echoed in the bar street, and a young man squeezed in with a shocked expression on his face, "Who hit my car?" gone?"

Suddenly, he paused and said to Zhou Liang: "Brother Liang, why are you here? Who hit my car? This is a new car I just bought when I returned home."

(End of this chapter)