Chapter 576 Open A... Way of Life!

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The temperature in the Yangtze River Delta has dropped significantly recently. Although it is a land in the south of the Yangtze River, it has four distinct seasons, but the four seasons are distinct, which is not necessarily so beautiful.

It can't compare to the land of abundance in Rongcheng, where the comfort is warm in winter and cool in summer, and it can't compare to the comfort of eating popsicles in the house with the heater turned on in some areas further north.

Large-scale heating, in fact, has stopped here and has not spread here, and the damp and cold winter here is often more difficult.

You may not be able to see anything from the temperature, but someone has to experience the real coldness in person.

The old man walked down the street with trembling hands and feet,

He has traveled all over his life, he has been to countless places, and he has seen all kinds of storms and waves, but with his bones, he can't accept it all the time.

I gradually like milder climates,

He once stayed in Foshan, Guangzhou for a long time, but he couldn't bear the hot flashes;

He also stopped in this water town in the south of the Yangtze River, but he still couldn't fall in love.

I had planned to stay in Rongcheng forever,

But the good times don't last long,

More than a year ago, guessing what happened two days before the New Year's Eve,

Let Rongcheng's blooming flowers turn into a bubble in an instant.

But Lao Dao is also an optimist, and at the same time a contented person. Besides, no matter where he goes, there are always sisters from the development gallery waiting for him by the roadside.

Mo Chou has no confidant in the road ahead, no one in the world knows the king,

Here in Lao Dao,

got different interpretations.

A cold wind blows,

The old man shrank his neck again,

But also stopped,

A small shop sign in front,

fell into his eyes.

It turned out to be a photo studio, very small and cramped.

When most people mention Shanghai, they think of high-rise buildings, heavy traffic, and shocking housing prices.

actually,

No matter how big a city is, it has its brilliance, and it must also have its down-to-earth places.

For example, this small street, in fact, is not far to drive out, and it is bustling with many buildings, but here, it still looks a bit shabby and cramped.

Some people are glamorous in this city, and naturally there are more people living here bent down and humble.

The old Taoist heart does not feel sorry for the former boss who is now committed to this,

He knows, the former boss seems to like this tune,

When I was in Rongcheng, didn't I also look for such a ghost shop opened in the old city?

Unlike my current boss,

Speaking of being rich,

hehe……

The current boss has no money, so he asked someone to burn it with money.

And the previous boss had no money, so he meant a position where he could dig out a box of gold bricks.

The photo studio business is naturally deserted,

It's as deserted as a bookstore.

The equipment inside is also very old.

But it can be regarded as clean and tidy.

When the old man walked in,

A meow startled him.

looked up,

Found a white cat lying on a shelf,

That hair is so white,

Like a piece of silk,

It's just that there is a little laziness in the cat's eyes.

"Hey, Pu'er, remember Pindao?"

The old man pointed to himself.

The white cat stretches out its paws,

He waved it perfunctorily.

It means I got it.

get out.

The old man didn't take it seriously, he was aware of the cat's temperament, and it was always very cool.

I want to reach out and touch it,

Think about it or forget it.

After going in a little further, I saw in the compartment inside,

sitting a man,

The man was wearing a black down jacket, sitting on a chair, and was drawing with a brush.

The painting is a small bridge and flowing water family,

It's not a grand scene either,

It is full of fireworks.

Looking at this back,

The old man looked a little embarrassed,

But since it's an old friend's reunion, you can't cry, you have to laugh, and you have to celebrate. The old man is not the kind of child in his twenties and thirties. He has seen many things in his life.

"Boss, I'm here."

"sit."

The man continued to paint.

The old man sat down beside him and asked:

"Boss, are your eyes okay?"

After the man finished the last two strokes,

put down the pen,

turn around

Reaching for his thermos.

The old man was startled,

But he saw that the man's eyes were closed tightly, and he wasn't wearing sunglasses to cover them up, nor was he wearing any belts.

But he never opened his eyes.

Before,

He is also drawing with his eyes closed.

"Boss, your eyes haven't..."

"Close your eyes, but you can see more clearly."

The man didn't take it seriously, he seemed very free and easy, and he didn't care about it because of his eyes.

Why are you blind and complaining about yourself?

get up,

Picking up the small bench that I just sat under,

road:

"Go sit outside, it's cold inside."

The old man immediately got up too.

immediately,

The two sat together at the door,

One small bench per person,

began to bask in the sun,

The old man can't stand this feeling.

Although he is an old man in his early seventies,

But I don't like peace and quiet very much.

It's my two bosses,

It seems that they all have a deep obsession with basking in the sun.

"Boss, why do you want to open a photo studio?"

These days,

Small photo studios have little business except for people who occasionally need to take ID photos. The hardware and software of the photo studio are not comparable to the photo studios in small streets and alleys.

"Here, the lighting is good."

"..." said the old man.

Yes,

Yes,

This reason is indeed very boss.

Thinking about it, if this place used to be a small massage shop and a small hair salon, as long as the lighting is good enough, the boss will definitely sell it.

Anyway,

I didn't expect to open a store to make real money.

The old man didn't say why he came to Shanghai.

The man didn't ask,

The two are sitting here,

Basking in the sun for half an afternoon.

And at this time,

Tang poems came from the end of the street in the distance,

Dressed very plainly, red down jacket, jeans, and a scarf.

it looks like

She really looks like a housewife,

I really don't like to dress up and be beautiful like I did when we first met in Rongcheng.

She held the vegetables she bought in her hand,

The old man took a look,

Forehead,

A big bag of unified Laotan sauerkraut beef noodles, the cover is Wang Han's kind.

The corner of the old man's mouth twitched,

The man next to him said:

"let's eat together."

"good."

Rice cooks quickly,

The old Taoist is also embarrassed to praise Tang poetry for its virtuousness,

After all, they are cooking instant noodles.

And also afraid of being beaten.

Because there are three people,

So the pot was brought out,

three bowls,

three pairs of chopsticks,

a male spoon,

It's that simple.

The old man filled a bowl,

I took a few bites,

I want to say "It's delicious",

Think about it or forget it.

For the old Taoist, it would be really uncomfortable for him not to find a chance to flatter him a few times, but he can't flatter every time, does it sound like irony?

but,

Also indeed,

This table of "meals",

It is indeed incomparable with the bookstore.

Xu Qinglang from the bookstore cooks three meals a day very well, and cooks them in different ways. The tastes of everyone in the bookstore are immediately adopted.

"Can't you get used to this taste?"

the man asked.

"No, no."

"Then change it tomorrow." The man said to Tang Shi.

"Okay, change to Master Kang's."

"okay."

"..." said the old man.

Look at the two people around me again,

Pick up the noodles,

Swallowing in agony,

The old man sighed for a while,

hands in my arms,

Three vials were taken out,

on the table,

road:

"Boss, Miss Tang, drink some of this before eating, and you'll be able to eat it."

The two drank it down,

really,

A pot of instant noodles was eaten up in no time.

The old man looked at the sky,

Then he got up and said goodbye.

it's getting late,

he has to go back

After all, my current boss still needs to watch it by himself.

The man escorted him to the door of the shop.

"Boss, let's use this address. After I go back, I'll send you some by courier."

There is no shortage of Bi'anhua oral liquid in bookstores now.

The man nodded,

smiled.

"Then I'll go first, boss, take care."

The old way is gone,

The back is a little gloomy.

man reaches out,

Gently touched the Pu'er that was still lying on the shelf,

"Meow"

Pu'er called out,

Continue to lie down.

"What is the old man here for?"

Tang Shi, who was cleaning up the dishes, asked.

"If he didn't tell, I didn't ask."

"oh."

Tang Shi heard the words, nodded, and continued:

"There must be something wrong."

"Um."

"Go and see?"

"If there is something, he will say it. If he doesn't say it, it's no big deal.

thing. I'm a little tired today and want to rest early. "

"Okay, after I wash the dishes, I'll take a shower and go up to rest together."

The man nodded,

Pu'er jumped down obediently,

Step by step, with a noble gesture,

Went up the stairs.

it's dark,

night falls,

In this noisy city,

Brings a little peace,

As if in a painting.

…………

After going out,

Only then did the old man feel anxious for a while,

Probably because I drank too much noodle soup.

The sewer pipes are old.

It is prone to some old problems,

The water is urgent, the water is frequent, the water is endless,

The old Taoist searched for a long time,

No public toilets were found.

It's not that they are old-fashioned, sincere, and lacking in quality.

old man,

Moreover, the desire to urinate came so suddenly and decisively,

There's really no way right now,

While lamenting that the public toilets in the magic city were not covered properly, I found a small alley,

Just untied the waistband of the trousers.

In the beginning, it was big pearls and small pearls falling on a jade plate,

Then there is the lingering sound of tick-tock,

in the end,

Successfully "body" back,

The old way smash it, smash it, mouth it,

I yawned.

Just then a car drove by.

Very unqualified to open the high beam,

Brighten up the alley for a while.

The old man lowered his head,

Look at the place I just marked,

Suddenly, I found that there is a sculpture of the Land Lord below.

Mom!

Lao Dao is originally a member of Taoism, even if he is not very sincere, but even ordinary non-religious people dare not boo at the sculptures of gods, right?

Believe in religion or not is one thing.

But most people dare not make mistakes like this, especially such disrespectful mistakes.

The old man took a few steps back,

Kneeling down very respectfully,

Take the cigarettes out of your pockets,

Pay the Landlord,

Then accept the head and bow,

At the same time shouted:

"Grandpa Land, Grandpa Land, the kid didn't do it on purpose, and definitely didn't mean to nourish you.

Please spare the boy,

make a living,

Give the kid a way out,

open one,

Let's live..."

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