Chapter 1357 Greedy Dreams Are Good, but I Forgot About Handan Road at a Loss

"Sir, here we are."

The taxi slowly stopped on the side of the road, and the driver reminded him loudly.

"Huh? Oh, thanks! How much?"

Zhang Zian suddenly came back to his senses.

He noticed that he was sitting in a taxi in average condition. In the back seat, the driver in the driver's seat smelled faintly of cigarettes and was looking at him through the rearview mirror.

I must have been working at my desk for several consecutive nights, and I was a little tired, so it seemed like a long time had passed, so that the process of taking the train only left a vague impression, switching scenes like a montage technique in a movie, etc. When I came back to my senses, I already appeared here.

There is no way, he may have been obsessed with ghosts at the beginning, he believed the boss's nonsense, and joined a start-up company with the passion and dream that every young man has. After entering the company, I discovered that the so-called start-up company is that women act as men, men act as livestock, wake up earlier than chickens, sleep later than dogs, have a heavy workload every day, but earn very little money. Enthusiasm for work depends entirely on the illusory options that don't know when they will have real value...

Many colleagues who joined the company at the same time as him couldn't bear this kind of life and left. What he thought was, he was still young anyway, and he didn't have a girlfriend, so let's work hard. Maybe one day the company will become bigger and stronger, and he will Wealth and freedom can be achieved.

He scanned the QR code payment from the driver with his mobile phone, thanked him again, asked the driver to open the trunk, got out of the car, and took out the suitcase.

Taxi away.

That's right.

is here.

Zhonghua Road.

Wonderful Pet Shop.

He stared up at the signboard of the pet shop, and then glanced around before and behind him to make sure it was the right place.

Then he chuckled again, how could it be wrong? Binhai City is not a particularly big city, and taxi drivers generally will not take the wrong place.

There are promotional signs at the entrance of many shops, intending to take advantage of the Golden Week to boost sales. Even his pet store has a sign saying "20% off for pet bathing during the Golden Week".

Thinking that starting tomorrow will be a seven-day long vacation, although four of them were replaced,

The wool still comes from the sheep, but men, women and children on the street are all relaxed and comfortable, either going home to reunite with their families, or dragging their suitcases like him to travel on long vacations.

Crash.

The door of the shop next to the pet store with "Zhonghua Road Shoe Store" was pushed open, and Grandma Gu said in a babbling voice, "Xiao Taozi, it's not grandma, I'm talking about you, you can't always be in arrears with sanitation fees and management fees, don't you?" Hand it in, other stores have handed it in, but you always procrastinate, isn't this embarrassing grandma and me?"

Xie Tao, who was a few years older than Zhang Zian, looked poor and short-spirited, nodded and bowed to send Grandma Gu out, "Okay, okay, I will definitely not default next time, Grandma Gu, go slowly..."

At this moment, the two of them noticed Zhang Zian who was dragging the suitcase, and shouted in surprise at the same time: "Yo! It's Xiao Anzi, you're back?"

"Well, I'm back." Zhang Zian said with a smile, "Grandma Gu, Brother Tao, how are you? Are you in good health?"

"Okay, everything is good." Grandma Gu nodded with a smile, "I will stay for a few more days when I come back, your parents have missed you a long time ago. Let alone, grandma, I have to go to other shops to urge the bill. You sat for a long time You must be tired from the train, hurry home and rest."

"Grandma Gu, please go slowly..."

Zhang Zian watched as Grandma Gu turned and left, and Xie Tao hugged her shoulders intimately.

"Hey, Xiao Anzi, we haven't seen each other for a long time, we must have a good get-together when we come back this time! Let's go out for a few drinks together one night, it's a deal!"

The two shops are next to each other, and the two of them grew up together. Although they are a little unfamiliar with their respective studies and jobs, the foundation of their relationship still exists.

"Okay, but I can't have a few drinks." Zhang Zian nodded with a smile.

Xie Tao lowered his voice suddenly, and said with a satisfied smile: "By the way, we two brothers have not seen each other. I want to tell you some good news. You are the first one to know besides my family——I have a girlfriend." , and it has reached the point where we are talking about marriage."

"Really? Congratulations! Remember to notify me when you drink the wedding wine!" Zhang Zian felt sincerely happy for his good brother.

"I can't do without you!" Xie Tao lightly thumped his chest with his fist, "You must hurry up too! Your sister-in-law and I are also waiting to drink your wedding wine!"

"I haven't written my horoscope yet..." Zhang Zian laughed at himself helplessly.

He looked over Xie Tao's body, landed on the signboard of the shoe store, and asked, "How is the business recently?"

"So-so... It's not like you don't know that I've never been a business material since I was a child." Xie Tao obviously didn't want to talk about this topic, so he took out his mobile phone and checked the time, "I'm leaving first, you should go home quickly."

It wasn't that Zhang Zian wanted to spoil the fun on purpose, he only asked for the sake of this good brother, because since it was time to talk about marriage, it must be the time when he needed money.

But Xie Tao's mind has drifted away, and his mind is full of the joy of the upcoming wedding.

Looking at Xie Tao's back in a hurry, Zhang Zian sighed slightly, a man in love...

The accent, the nostalgia, and the uncertainty in his heart finally disappeared. This is indeed Binhai City, how could it be wrong?

He pulled the suitcase and walked a few steps towards the door, when suddenly the corner of his eye seemed to catch something.

Butterfly.

A butterfly that looked like it had just emerged from a chrysalis fluttered its wings and took off from the door of a nearby shop.

It looks forward to the sky, even if it is blown unsteadily by the turbulent airflow above the roof, it still strives to fly to the sky.

With respect for life, he chases butterflies with his eyes.

Tomorrow is the 11th, and this may be the last wave of local butterflies to emerge this year...It is not easy to break out of the pupae before it gets colder, what a tenacious vitality.

There was warmth in his heart, and a smile could not help but appear on his mouth.

Walking to the door of the pet store, he saw the familiar figures of his parents through the glass. His father was packing up his things, while his mother was standing next to the cash register talking to a customer.

The kittens and puppies are kept in display cabinets, and there is a row of iron cages hanging on the wall, in which several common parrots are kept.

There is also an oblate fish tank opposite the cash register, a pair of red grass golds are chasing and playing among the aquatic plants-the store does not sell fish, and the pair of worthless red grass golds are raised just for auspiciousness.

There is no computer on the cash register, because my parents are not very good at operating computers, and they are used to writing accounts with paper, and they don’t want to spend extra money to hire someone. There are only two receipt codes for WeChat and Alipay.

Through the glass door, he suddenly hesitated, feeling an inexplicable sense of disobedience in his heart, as if observing other people's lives through a screen.

The mother who was talking with the customer turned her eyes and saw him standing outside the door. She waved to him in surprise and motioned for him to come in quickly.

His hesitation was instantly defeated, as if he couldn't resist, he subconsciously pushed the door open.

"Are you back? Are you tired from the car ride? Go upstairs and have a rest." The mother looked him up and down with a smile—not the professional smile on the face of the customer, but the inconvenient one because the customer was next to him. Lots of talking.

"Go upstairs, and cook in a while." Holding a small shovel for cleaning up pet feces, the father straightened up and beat his back.

He could see clearly the white hair on the sideburns of his mother and the cracked hands from overwork, the wrinkles on his father's forehead and the white stubble of his beard, as well as their extremely familiar voices and joyful eyes...

So real, so... nostalgic.

"I am not tired."

He pushed the suitcase to the corner, rolled up his sleeves and wanted to take the small shovel, "I'll do it."

"No, no, you go upstairs and rest!" Father waved his hand and hid the small shovel behind him.

"I'm not tired..." he argued.

"Go and rest on the side if you're not tired, and you don't know how to do it. Helping is also adding to the chaos." His father pushed him onto the recliner without any explanation.

He couldn't help his father, so he had to sit obediently, because his parents didn't let him intervene in the daily affairs of the pet shop since he was a child, and only let him concentrate on his studies.

However, he felt awkward sitting on the chair, probably because two old people were busy with their work and he, a young man, was sitting and watching a play like an old man.

He glanced at the cat climbing frame, which was empty. Normally, the cats in the display cabinet would only be released after the business was closed to let them move around.

He also didn't know what he expected to see on the cat tree.

The recliner is also very empty. If there is a dog lying on it, it is better to be a bigger dog. It is like in an old-fashioned American western movie.

"The next news..."

The TV is on, playing local news, the sound is relatively low, and when there are no guests, the parents don’t have much to talk about, so turn on the TV to relieve boredom.

He got up and walked to the TV, watched the news a few times, but did not stand in front of the TV, as if he was used to leaving the front of the TV for others to watch.

"Then I'll go upstairs first."

Anyway, I can't help downstairs, so it's better to put the luggage away quickly, and then help wash the vegetables and cook.

He picked up his suitcase and went to the second floor.

The second floor is quiet, and the cats and dogs barking from the first floor seem to be separated by a long distance.

Anyway, he just stayed at home for seven days, and he didn’t bring much back home. He put the changed clothes in the closet in his bedroom, put the laptop on the desk in the living room, and opened the cover, so that he only needs to press the switch, The computer will start.

But why is it necessary? He thought for a while, and closed the lid anyway.

Bang.

got windy.

The open windows rattled with the wind.

He closed the window, not locking it securely at first, so that if anyone was locked out, it would only need to be pulled from the outside to open the window.

He couldn't help laughing, and then came back to it—who else could come in through the window except the thief?

It will be dark soon, so to avoid burglars from forgetting to lock the windows at night, let's lock them tightly now.

After packing up, he wanted to wash his face, walked to the door of the bathroom, and raised his hand to knock on the door, but after thinking about it, his parents were downstairs, and there could be no one in the bathroom, so he pushed the door open and looked at the bathtub subconsciously .

The bathtub is too troublesome to clean, and I don't use it much at ordinary times. At this time, there are some sundries in it, and there is not a drop of water.

After washing his face, he returned to the living room, pulled up a chair and sat down, scanning the entire second floor.

I always feel... It seems that I have lost something very precious, but I can't remember it.

My heart seemed to be empty.

The dinner was very rich, too rich for a family of three, and he couldn't finish it, and his parents kept urging him to eat more.

"Mom, the second floor of our house...has it been changed?" He took a bite of rice and asked vaguely.

"change?"

The parents looked at each other inquiringly, and shook their heads at the same time, "No, what do you mean?"

"No, just asking casually."

He stuffed the rest of the rice into his mouth in two mouthfuls, "I'll do the dishes."

After dinner, my parents sat on the sofa on the second floor and watched TV.

He cleaned up the dishes, dried his hands, and sat on the sofa.

His mother moved to his side and handed him a note expectantly.

"this is?"

On the note is a string of phone numbers.

"The person Aunt Liu introduced to you, add a friend to chat with, it's best to meet directly." Mother said, adding as if she was afraid that he would be unhappy: "Don't have any burdens, just treat it as going out for a walk , make friends... I heard that this girl has a good family background and has always had a high vision, if not, it's okay, let's find someone else."

Zhang Zian was already mentally prepared before going home, so he didn't say much, nodded and took the note, and added friends by number.

The friend request was sent, and the other party accepted it after a while.

He first looked through the other party's profile picture and circle of friends. They were all pictures of scenery, and he couldn't see any details of life. Then he tried to type: Hello, I was introduced by Aunt Liu. I don't know if Aunt Liu told you Have you ever?

The other party's reply came quickly: Let's meet and chat, tomorrow morning at ten o'clock in the morning, Wuyin Tea House on the top of Yinwu Mountain, how about it?

Zhang Zian: "..."

In all honesty, the first impression this girl gave him was good, she was very straightforward, not procrastinating, and let the man decide everything, and then the man made the decision, and he was secretly dissatisfied in his heart...

But what happened to this Wuyin Teahouse? When did Hidden Mist Peak open a tea house? I haven't been home since last time.

Forget it, tomorrow is Eleventh, the city is full of people, there is a queue for any restaurant, and there may not be so many people in Yinwu Mountain on the outskirts of the city.

So he replied: OK, see you tomorrow.

The other party did not speak again.

He put down the phone.

"How is it?" My mother pretended to be watching TV, but she was actually watching his face all the time.

"I'll see you at ten o'clock tomorrow morning," he replied.

"Okay! Great! Sleep a little longer tomorrow morning, I'll call you." Mother happily peeled the apple.

Father didn't say anything, but took a sip of the teacup in relief.

The family of three sat on the sofa, watching the unnutritious variety show, bursting into laughter from time to time.

He even laughed to tears.