Unemployed at the Beginning, I Let the Singer Come Back Chapter 588

  Chapter 588 Daily life

   "It's okay."

  Sister Han reassures the complainant that everything is under control.

  Bank staff: "That's good."

  Sister Han is still very reassuring. In the past few days, Sister Han has already consulted with them about the housing loan. At first glance, she looks like a young and motivated 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, and he was going to shoot a circus later.

  After Zhang Qi gave the answer of "Ou Le", she went to call Zhou Hao.

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

  The three of them all discussed an ambush strategy, killed people, pushed the tower to take the head, and made Director Jiang feel ashamed.

pity.

   Did not touch.

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

  He read astronomy books for a while, played with the new toy astronomical telescope for a while, and then it was noon for dinner. Jiang Yang ate a rich vegetable meal, because Li Qingning had checked and said that eating more vegetables would help his recovery.

  After meals.

   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, he is busy in the kitchen, cooking some special dishes.

   Just then, the door rang.

  Professor Zhang opened the door, and it was Mr. Feng downstairs who knocked on the door.

  Old Feng!

  When Professor Zhang's wife was still alive, she often visited upstairs and downstairs, and the relationship between each family was good. But after the death of his wife, Professor Zhang himself was withdrawn, and he gradually lost contact with his neighbors.

   At most, they are nodding acquaintances.

  But I don't know what happened recently, neighbors like to run to his house.

  Sometimes he is obviously not welcome, and they all have to sit for a while and chat about some things.

this time-

  Old Head Feng also came.

  He was holding the wine in his hand, and after Professor Zhang opened the door, he sniffed it: "Well, it smells good, just right, 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 Feng had amnesia.

   "Amnesia is not Alzheimer's."

  Old Feng couldn't help but squeeze in, "It's benign, it won't affect drinking!"

  Professor Zhang doesn't want old Feng to be here, "Then you have to pay attention?"

  Old Fengtou: "At this age, if you don't drink anymore, you can only look at the wine offering in front of the photo, and you can't drink just by looking at it."

What else can Professor Zhang do, he can only close the door and follow in. After Lao Feng 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 served with the wine .

  Old Feng Tou: "It's over? What's enough for two dishes?"

  He sniffed again, "I can still smell burning fish."

  Professor Zhang: "Eat yours. If you feel that the food is not enough, I will give you two taels of iron nails?"

  This is the authentic appetizer of Kyoto Bel.

  Old Fengtou: "I don't talk about those without rust."

  In the past, when supplies were scarce, if you wanted to drink but didn't have any appetizers, you would go to eat iron nails. Among them, rusty iron nails taste the best. If you dip them in soy sauce, they will be the best appetizers.

  Professor Zhang and Old Feng Tou, at their age, have experienced that era.

  The two laughed.

   They clinked glasses,

Chatted one after another, the drinks were served very slowly, and the food and drinks were served very slowly. Old Feng could see that Professor Zhang was waiting for someone, so he would **** up his ears to listen to the parking lot downstairs from time to time. movement.

  Old Feng: "Who are you waiting for?"

  Professor Zhang: "No, I'm not waiting for anyone."

  Old Feng didn't believe it, but he didn't ask any further questions. After waiting for a while, he asked again: "Who are you waiting for?"

  Professor Zhang knew that Mr. Feng might have forgotten that he had asked.

  He answered the exact words again.

Then-

  Old Fengtou then asked: "Only two dishes, what is enough to drink, go to the whole plate soon, I smell fish."

  Professor Zhang doesn't even know if Old Feng did it on purpose, or if he just forgot.

finally.

  When Lao Fengtou said this sentence for the fourth time, Professor Zhang had to stand up and decided to order another dish.

   He was tired of being asked.

  He felt that Old Feng absolutely did it on purpose.

   Just as he stood up, there was the sound of a car downstairs.

  Professor Zhang went to the balcony to take a look. He saw Li Qingning and Jiang Yang getting off a nice sports car. Jiang Yang was limping and touching his waist, so Li Qingning helped him up the stairs.

  Professor Zhang asked Lao Feng to wait, and he hurried into the kitchen.

Jiang Yang and his wife went to the teacher's house first, and after saying hello there, Jiang Yang moved to knock on Professor Zhang's door, and an old man he didn't know opened the door. Professor Zhang came out from the kitchen and introduced him as Old Feng.

   "Sit down first."

  Professor Zhang still had a shovel in his hand, "I still have a few dishes."

"good."

  Jiang Yang agreed and sat on the sofa.

  The room is still the same as it was when we came here, still full of things and messy, but I don't know if it's because of Lao Feng's presence that the room is a little more angry.

  Old Head Feng wanted to pour Jiang Yang a glass of wine, "Have a drink—"

  Professor Zhang: "Jiang Yang is still young, so don't teach young people badly, you old wine boy. Xiao Jiang, there is Coke in the refrigerator. Take out the lemonade I made this morning—"

  Jiang Yang moved to the refrigerator.

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

  Professor Zhang in the kitchen was very right when he heard what he said, "There is a wolfberry gift box issued by the school in the cabinet next to it, and it hasn't been opened yet."

   "I'm running a marathon!"

  Jiang Yang clarifies.

   Besides—

  There is Coke, so he doesn't drink wolfberry.

only-

   When he opened the refrigerator, Jiang Yang couldn't help it. Blue cans of Coke, Coke Zero...

   A heresy.

  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 an evil existence!

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

  He took two cans of blue.

  He would rather be a heretic than drink this wicked stuff.

Professor Zhang didn't speak in the kitchen, and brought out fried fish cubes, dried bean curd and fried chicken, and then they put all the dishes on a small table and moved them to the balcony, "Let's eat and drink while listening story."

  Jiang Yang: "Wait a minute."

Before everyone moved their chopsticks, Jiang Yang took a small bite of fried fish cubes. Lao Zhang's cooking skills are really good. He unceremoniously put most of the fish cubes into his own bowl, and then limped and sent them to Teacher Li Qingning's house.

  Old Fengtou: "Now there are not many people who are so handsome and still love their wives. Whose little girl is so blessed."

  Professor Zhang announced Li Qingning's name.

   "Hiss—"

  Old Fengtou: "Is this kid's ancestral grave lit with rockets?"

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 this fried fish nugget another day. His wife liked it very much, and gave some pieces to the teacher and the teacher's students.

"good."

  Professor Zhang agreed to come down, and then asked Jiang Yang to sit down, and now he can tell the story.

  Old Head Feng: "What story?"

  Professor Zhang: "A science fiction story!"

  Old Feng: "Hey, I just heard a science fiction story recently, my grandson told me, it was quite touching, let me tell you—"

  Jiang Yang: "Sure!"

  He quite likes listening to stories.

When he was very young, his parents were dissolute and loved freedom, so they left him to his grandma, who told him many stories, many of them were ghost stories, some wolf pretended to be an adult to lie to his siblings, and at night he lay on the bed, He obviously ate his younger brother, and lied to his elder sister that he was eating fried soybeans, etc. Jiang Yang's memory was incomplete.

  They all waited for Mr. Feng to speak.

However-

  Old Feng thought hard for a while, and finally said: "Forgot."

"Hi!"

  Professor Zhang and Jiang Yang agreed.

  (end of this chapter)

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