Chapter Fifty-Third

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"Yo, a beast in clothes?"

Xu Qinglang was about to close the door just now, when he happened to see a "customer" in Zhou Ze's shop, he came over and joked:

"Brother, your outfit is quite trendy."

Zhou Ze pointed to the tall hat on the middle-aged man's head, and said, "What does this mean?"

"Let's close the coffin and make a conclusion."

Xu Qinglang stretched,

"It's like the ancient emperors, empresses, and higher-level ministers would have a posthumous title after their death, and it's like the grade certificates of primary school students at the end of the semester will also have excellent, good, passing, and medium."

"So, this hat is the evaluation given to him by the social network around him after his death?"

"Almost right, it also depends on luck. Most people are not celebrities after death, and they can't get this thing. Even if they are celebrities, they rarely get it. In short, it also depends on luck, just like you can get it from hell." Ninety-nine percent of the other ghosts have to go to reincarnate in peace of mind.

By the way, I remember that it is recorded in the book that Qin Hui also had a tall hat on his head after his death, with the words 'Framed Zhongliang' written on it. "

"Then the hat on Yue Wumu's head means 'serving the country with allegiance'?"

"Damn, wearing a tall hat to parade in the street, what's the use of a beautiful posthumous hat?"

Zhou Ze let go of his hand, looked at the palm of his right hand, and was about to open the gate of hell, and throw this thing in. This guy just saw the young girl like a bison with affection, this guy is worthy of being a beast in clothes, look He also looks really gentle, with a bit of a scholarly temperament.

"Do you want to send me down?" The middle-aged man seemed to have calmed down at this moment.

"Otherwise?" Zhou Ze asked back.

"Can I read the last volume of this book?" The middle-aged man took out a Ming note from his pocket.

"Hey, where are you sending the beggar?" The female corpse on the side refrained from ridiculing, "It seems that you really failed in life, and even your relatives didn't give you any incense."

The ghost notes given by the dead are different from the ghost notes burned by the living. Of course, the amount of ghost notes of the general dead is indeed related to the amount of offerings by relatives, but there are also some limits, otherwise you can burn them with all your strength. The richest man in hell?

The middle-aged man pursed his lips and looked at Zhou Ze with earnest eyes: "Please."

Xu Qinglang lit a cigarette beside him and said nothing, this was Zhou Ze's business and it was inconvenient for him to interject.

Zhou Ze glanced at the "Outline of Chinese Studies" in the middle-aged man's hand, and said, "I've read this book before. In my opinion, there are several obvious mistakes in this book."

"Any book with academic value research will have its own mistakes. Mistakes are also the accumulation of predecessors." The middle-aged man said seriously.

"But they're all good books, so what's the point?" Zhou Ze asked rhetorically.

"In Zeng Guofan's letter to Zeng Jize, there is such a sentence as 'Don't criticize the ancients lightly', boss, although you run a bookstore, you are not a scholar after all.

The background for Mr. Qian Mu to write this book was during the Anti-Japanese War. When he wrote this book, Mr. Qian Mu had already prepared the worst plan for the subjugation of the country. Relying on this book to read secretly in the second half of the night, reminiscing about the civilization and inheritance of our ancestors.

Criticism and satire books are naturally more enjoyable to read, but if the country is really subjugated in the future, and someone reads this book, facing all the ridicule and criticism, who will have the emotion of heart to the motherland and China? "

The middle-aged man spoke eloquently, holding a book in one hand and waving the other hand non-stop.

It seems that the teacher on the podium is explaining his own principles to the students,

Very excited and very involved.

"Are you a teacher?" Xu Qinglang asked with a smile, "Oh, I'm talking about life."

"I am a middle school Chinese teacher." The middle-aged man replied.

"Sure enough, it's a beast in clothes." Xu Qinglang snorted coldly, "I'm going to sleep, good night, Boss Zhou."

Xu Qinglang waved his hand, left the bookstore and went back, his swaying figure was very graceful.

Zhou Ze turned his head to look at Bai Yingying, "Does his back look very similar to the tortoise in the brothel in your era?"

"Is it my era?" Bai Yingying thought seriously, then shook her head and said, "Oiran is not as good-looking as him."

Zhou Ze pouted, not too surprised by Bai Yingying's answer.

The middle-aged man sat down to read the book again, as if he didn't have the heart to guess whether Zhou Ze would agree or not. The most important thing was to read a little more, and maybe he could enjoy a little more time on Huangquan Road.

Thinking about this guy's agitation when he saw a young girl before, Zhou Ze panicked for him.

"Boss, I think he is very knowledgeable." The female corpse said in a low voice.

"The poor scholar your wife hooked up with in the past is quite knowledgeable, right?" Zhou Ze asked.

Bai Yingying nodded.

"I can't say for sure." Zhou Ze was also a little hard to quantify, so he had to say: "Mr. Ji Xianlin wrote in his diary, 'I have no other hope in this life. I only hope that I can have a few women for a few days and contact women from all over the place. ' record."

"Scholars really are lustful." Bai Yingying muttered.

"Men are lustful." Zhou Zexiu said.

Bai Yingying looked at Zhou Ze, and said coquettishly, "Boss, you are very determined."

"Go to the bathroom horse

Brush the bucket again. "

"..." Bai Yingying.

For some reason, Zhou Ze didn't rush to open the gate of hell and let the middle-aged man in. Instead, he sat down opposite the middle-aged man, took out his mobile phone, and casually browsed the webpage.

"What's your name?" Zhou Ze asked.

The other party didn't answer, and seemed to be immersed in the atmosphere of reading a book.

"If you don't answer the book, you don't have to read it."

"Salary."

Zhou Ze nodded. Just as he was about to try to search this guy's name to see his previous gossip, the door of the bookstore was pushed open again.

Sister-in-law, go and come back.

"What are you doing back again?" Zhou Ze stood up and subconsciously reached out to press the middle-aged man's shoulder, he was afraid that this guy would be in heat again.

However, what surprised Zhou Ze was that the middle-aged man was still sitting there quietly reading a book, showing no sign of restlessness at all.

Hey, did you learn well this time?

The sister-in-law took out her mobile phone and took a picture of the bookstore and Zhou Ze, then sent it, and then clicked on the voice and said:

"Sister, you won't believe me when I told you that I've been reading in Xu Le Bookstore this afternoon.

Okay, okay, I'll go back right away, I can't go back right away.

Really, if you want to read a book quietly for a while, you will bother others. "

After finishing the speech, the sister-in-law stuck out her tongue, let out a long sigh of relief, and said:

"It's dangerous, but fortunately I haven't had time to take a taxi, otherwise I will reveal my secrets."

"At a young age, don't go to those smoky places, it's easy to suffer."

Zhou Ze still reminded, even if she is not his sister-in-law, this is purely a middle-aged uncle's persuasion to the younger generation.

"Okay, okay, Xu Le, how did you become like my sister." The sister-in-law obviously didn't listen.

"Where's that girl?" Zhou Ze asked.

"She's back home. I just watched her take a taxi. Her house is a bit far away. I was planning to take a taxi too, but my sister came to WeChat and asked me what I was doing."

"Where's the money?"

"Of course I'll take the money back to her." The sister-in-law said indifferently: "Don't worry, it's only five thousand yuan, and I'll just pay you back when I send the pocket money."

"You still?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Yes, isn't it me or her?

Her father is paralyzed at home, and her mother sets up a breakfast stall. Life is not easy, and I don't want to see her work hard again.

And oh, she was molested by her head teacher when she was in middle school, that's why she's so taciturn now.

I treat her as a good sister, so don't I have to take care of her more?

That's enough, Xu Le, that's all for today, I'll go back first. "

The sister-in-law waved her hand and pushed open the door of the bookstore and went out.

Zhou Ze sat down on the chair again, looked at his mobile phone for a while, and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who was seriously reading a book.

Then he said to himself:

"Assaulted the students in my class, and after being found out, she committed suicide by jumping off the building."

The middle-aged man continued to read, as if he didn't hear it at all, but his high hat was so clear and dazzling.

Prisoners in ancient times needed tattoos on their faces to show their identity, and they were beaten as low-class people, which is similar to the high hat in front of them.

Bai Yingying works very fast, there is no way, she was originally considered a daughter of the family, but now she has to bow her head under the eaves, and Zhou Ze has some cleanliness, which undoubtedly makes her workload really heavy some.

"Boss, I'm exhausted."

Bai Yingying took off her coat. She was not afraid of the cold, so she walked out wearing only a short sleeve and holding a rag in her hand.

It looks young, but it's well developed.

"Boss, why does he think I haven't responded?" Bai Yingying asked a little puzzled.

"You are dead."

"But I'm also pretty." Bai Yingying made a coquettish gesture.

"Forget it, it's so cold below you, any man who goes in will probably be frozen hard and immortal forever, even brother Wei,,, brothers don't need to eat."

"There's no such boss as you." Bai Yingying rolled her eyes at Zhou Ze, "By the way, boss, your sister-in-law just came back again? I heard her voice in the bathroom."

"Well, come back and go again."

Zhou Ze suddenly thought of something,

its not right,

If the middle-aged man in front of him doesn't have feelings for Bai Yingying, it's because Bai Yingying is a zombie,

So why didn't he have feelings for his sister-in-law just now?

Elimination method, it is easy to get an answer:

That is, this guy just has feelings for the girl next to his sister-in-law.

The news reports searched online did not have photos because they wanted to protect the privacy of the girls who were violated.

something

I can't bear to think about it,

I can't bear to think about it either.

slowly,

Zhou Ze figured out the taste.

The sister-in-law looks very aggressive, but in fact she has a big heart, just like a big silly girl.

"Hey, is that girl your student?" Zhou Ze asked.

The middle-aged man continued to read without answering.

Zhou Ze reached out and grabbed the book in the opponent's hand, "I'm asking you something."

The middle-aged man raised his head and looked at Zhou

Ze, then nodded.

"Have you ever violated her?" Zhou Ze asked again.

The middle-aged man still didn't answer.

"If you don't answer well, I'll send you to hell right now." Zhou Ze threatened.

"After reading the book, we can go on the road." The middle-aged man stood up, looking very free and easy.

"You learn from Wen Tianxiang, don't you?" Zhou Ze sarcastically said.

"No matter what she is, she is still my student. It is my responsibility for not educating her well." The middle-aged man replied.

"It means that the news report I just read is fake. You didn't violate her, but she deliberately poured dirty water on you to ask the school to compensate you?" Zhou Ze pursed his lips.

Then things are easy to think about, the sister-in-law's wallet should have been stolen by the girl, and by the way, I will make up a reason and ask my sister-in-law to give her five thousand yuan.

A girl from a poor family who worked for a winter vacation would take 5,000 yuan of tuition fees with her and go to the disco to go crazy?

My sister-in-law has fallen into someone else's trap.

"Tell me, have you ever violated her?" Zhou Ze reached out and grabbed the middle-aged man's shoulder, and asked seriously.

The middle-aged man was silent for a while, and said: "This is my business, it has nothing to do with you."

"Fuck you, that's my five thousand dollars!"

Zhou Ze really wanted to slap him away, but he held back his hand, raised his hand, and slammed it on the opponent's hat, but when he touched the opponent's hat, Zhou Ze felt his palm burn and it hurt a little.

this hat,

so hard,

It actually made my nails feel a little tingling,

Look at that even though the whole person was driven to fly, the hat was still firmly rooted on the middle-aged man's head.

Zhou Ze thought of what Xu Qinglang said before: "One mouth makes one gold."

this hat,

True or not,

They can't be taken off.

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