Unemployed at the Beginning, I Let the Singer Come Back

Chapter 588: daily

Chapter 588 Daily life

 “It’s okay.”

 Sister Han reassured the complainant that everything is under control.

Bank staff: “That’s good.”

Sister Han is very reassuring. In the past few days, Sister Han has consulted about their mortgage. At first glance, she is a young and promising young man who knows how to make money for the bank.

Han Xiaoxiao picked up the walkie-talkie at this time and asked Zhang Qi if he was ready. He would be filming a circus later.

 After Zhang Qi gave the reply "Oh, yes", she went to call Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao came over quickly, "It's boring."

The three of them all planned an ambush, killing people, pushing towers and taking heads, so that Director Jiang could avenge his shame.

pity.

 Not encountered.

 After Zhou Hao withdrew, Jiang Yang also put down his cell phone.

 He read an astronomy book for a while, played with his new toy astronomical telescope for a while, and then had lunch at noon. Jiang Yang had a meal with a variety of vegetables, because Li Qingning had checked and said that eating more vegetables would help recovery.

 After a meal.

 Li Qingning drove, and they went to Teacher Li Qingning’s house together.

at the same time.

 Professor Zhang next door to Teacher Li Qingning is busy in the kitchen, cooking a few special dishes.

 At this moment, the door rang.

 Professor Zhang opened the door and saw Teacher Feng knocking on the door.

 Lao Fengtou!

When Professor Zhang’s wife was still alive, she often visited upstairs and downstairs, and the relationship between the families was still good. But after his wife passed away, Professor Zhang became withdrawn and gradually lost contact with his neighbors.

 At most, we are just acquaintances.

 But I don’t know what’s going on lately, the neighbors like to run to his house.

He sometimes showed obvious unwelcomeness, and they would sit for a while and chat about something or other.

this time-

 Lao Fengtou also came.

He held the wine in his hand. After Professor Zhang opened the door, he sniffed it and said, "Well, it smells good. Let's have a drink."

 Professor Zhang: “No, can you—can you drink?”

He remembered that when a neighbor came to sit at his house a few days ago, he said that Old Fengtou had amnesia.

 “Amnesia is not Alzheimer’s disease.”

 Old Fengtou could not help but squeeze in, "It's benign and won't affect drinking!"

Professor Zhang didn’t want Mr. Feng to be here, “You have to pay attention to it, right?”

 Lao Fengtou: "At this age, if I don't drink anymore, I can only watch the wine being served in front of the photo. I can't drink just by looking at it."

What else could Professor Zhang do? He could only close the door and follow in. After Lao Fengtou opened the wine, he went to the kitchen and brought two plates of fried vegetables, one plate of peanuts and one plate of stir-fried kidneys, and drank it. .

 Lao Fengtou: "Finished? Two dishes are enough to drink."

 He sniffed again, "I can also smell the smell of burning fish."

Professor Zhang: "Eat your food. If you think the food is not enough, can I give you another two taels of iron nails?"

This is an authentic snack in Kyoto.

 Lao Fengtou: "I won't be rude if it doesn't have rust."

 In the past when supplies were scarce, if you wanted to drink but had no food to go with the wine, you would chew on iron nails. Among them, rusty iron nails had the best taste. If dipped in soy sauce, they would be the perfect food to go with the wine.

 Professor Zhang and Lao Fengtou have all experienced that era at their age.

The two of them laughed.

 They clinked their glasses,

They were chatting one after another, and the drinks were served very slowly, and the dishes were also served very slowly. Old Fengtou could tell that Professor Zhang was waiting for someone, and he would **** up his ears from time to time to listen for the parking lot downstairs. movement.

 Lao Fengtou: "Who are you waiting for?"

 Professor Zhang: “No, I’m not waiting for anyone.”

 Lao Fengtou didn't believe it, but he didn't ask any more questions. He just waited for a while and then asked, "Who are you waiting for?"

 Professor Zhang knew that Old Fengtou might have forgotten that he had asked.

 He answered exactly what he said again.

Then-

 Lao Fengtou then asked: "It's just two dishes, enough to drink. Go get another plate quickly, I smell fish."

 Professor Zhang still doesn’t know whether Old Fengtou did it on purpose or if he forgot.

finally.

 When Old Fengtou said this for the fourth time, Professor Zhang had to stand up and decided to get another plate of food.

 He was tired of being asked.

 He felt that Old Fengtou definitely did it on purpose.

Just when he stood up, the sound of a car sounded downstairs.

Professor Zhang stopped by the balcony to take a look and saw Li Qingning and Jiang Yang getting out of a nice-looking sports car. Jiang Yang was limping and touching his waist, so Li Qingning helped him up the stairs.

Professor Zhang asked Old Feng to wait, and he quickly entered the kitchen.

Jiang Yang and his wife first went to the teacher's house. After saying hello there, Jiang Yang moved to knock on Professor Zhang's door. The person who opened the door was an unknown old man. Professor Zhang came out of the kitchen and introduced him. Old Fengtou.

 “You guys sit down first.”

 Professor Zhang still held the shovel in his hand, "I have a few more dishes."

"good."

Jiang Yang agreed and sat on the sofa.

The house is still the same as when it came in. There are still many things and it is very messy, but I don’t know if it is because of Old Feng’s presence that the house is a little more lively.

 Lao Fengtou wanted to pour Jiang Yang a glass of wine, "Have a drink—"

Professor Zhang: "Jiang Yang is still young. You old man, don't teach young people bad words. Xiao Jiang, there is Coke in the refrigerator, and you take out the lemonade I made in the morning -"

Jiang Yang moved to the refrigerator.

Old Feng looked at Jiang Yang's walking posture and said, "I think Xiao Jiang should drink wolfberry!"

Professor Zhang, who was in the kitchen, was convinced when he heard what he said, "There is a wolfberry gift box issued by the school in the cabinet next to it, which has not been opened yet."

 “I run a marathon!”

Jiang Yang wants to clarify.

What’s more—

 He would not drink wolfberry if there was Coke.

only-

When he opened the refrigerator, Jiang Yang couldn’t move his hands away. Blue cans of Coke, Coke Zero...

  A heretic.

 A product that is equivalent to turning Coke green. Not only does it have no soul, it doesn’t even have a body. It is simply an evil existence!

Jiang Yang: "Uncle, you must have done it on purpose!"

 He took two cans of blue.

He would rather be a heretic than drink this evil thing.

Professor Zhang didn't say anything in the kitchen. He brought out the fried fish pieces, braised dried beans and fried chicken. Then, they put the dishes on a small table and moved them to the balcony, "Let's eat, drink and listen." story."

Jiang Yang: “Wait a minute.”

Before everyone moved their chopsticks, Jiang Yang took a small bite of the fried fish nuggets. Lao Zhang’s cooking skills were really good. The fried fish nuggets were extremely well made, crispy and tender. “I’ll let my wife try it,” Jiang Yang said. He unceremoniously put most of the fish pieces into his bowl and limped to Teacher Li Qingning's house.

 Lao Fengtou: "There are not many people who are so handsome and love their wives now. Whose little girl is so lucky?"

 Professor Zhang reported Li Qingning’s name.

                                                             

 Old Fengtou: "Did this boy light rockets on his ancestral grave?"

professor Zhang:"…"

This combination of science and superstition left him speechless for a while.

 After a while, Jiang Yang came back satisfied.

He asked Professor Zhang to teach him the fried fish nuggets another day. His wife liked it very much, and she even gave a few pieces to the teacher and his students.

"good."

Professor Zhang agreed and then asked Jiang Yang to sit down. Now he can tell stories.

 Lao Fengtou: "What story?"

 Professor Zhang: “Science fiction story!”

 Old Fengtou: "Hey, I just listened to a science fiction story recently. My grandson told it to me. It was quite touching. Let me tell you about it-"

Jiang Yang: "Okay!"

 He quite likes listening to stories.

When he was very young, his parents were uninhibited and free-spirited, so they left him with his grandma. His grandma told him a lot of stories, many of them ghost stories, about wolves who pretended to be adults and deceived their siblings. In bed at night, Jiang Yang clearly ate his younger brother and lied to his sister that he was eating fried soybeans. Jiang Yang's memory was incomplete.

 They were all waiting for Mr. Feng to speak.

However-

 Lao Fengtou thought hard for a while and finally said: "I forgot."

"Hi!"

 Professor Zhang and Jiang Yang agree.

 (End of this chapter)