China Entertainment Zero Two Ordinary Actor

Chapter 158 Kung Fu on the Screen
"Ouch! Second Aunt! Don't squeeze, don't squeeze! I'll let you out of the way after I finish washing!"

"You finished washing? After you finished washing, what should the charter woman do if she stops the water?"

"How could she be so inhuman!"

"You, I don't know much about her." The second aunt pushed away Jiang Bao, and carefully cleaned the grandson's basin of diapers. Beside the basin of diapers, there were some bundles of leeks.

"one two Three!"

At the entrance of the grain and oil store, three workers lifted a burden weighing more than ten kilograms onto the coolie's back.

"Coolie is strong, okay?"

"Row!"

The coolie kept his body motionless, gritted his teeth and picked up the bag of baggage next to his feet with his feet, and lifted it up vigorously!After completing the accumulation of the four burdens, after all these goods have been moved, his rent and food for three days can be regarded as settled.

In the Daguan tailor shop, the rabbit tailor put the clothes hangers in the dark green cheongsam, and used the clothes drying pole to push the clothes to the ring above the head, and hung the clothes one by one.

"Zi~"

There are deep-fried dough sticks in the oil pan, and next to the hot oil pan, the deep-fried ghost is rolling the dough with a rolling pin. Today is the full moon feast for the second aunt’s grandson, so he needs to roll out some dumpling wrappers, which is rare for the second aunt’s family. He couldn't neglect the dumplings stuffed with leeks.

"Grumble rumble."

The charterer rinsed his mouth, swallowed the mouthwash, and rubbed his stomach.

"Oh hell, how much is it?"

He was the only customer sitting on the table in front of the small shop. In the pig cage Walled City, few people could buy breakfast from Fried Ghost. For the stingy who are willing to spend money, the business of frying ghosts is very difficult.

The fried ghost naturally knew that the charterer was just asking and didn't mean to pay, so he took the initiative to test it out, wrapped a freshly cooked fried dough stick in oil paper, and said, "Send it as it is"

His implication is that you pay the money, and I will give you fried dough sticks.

"Ghost! You are very good at being a man!" The charterer didn't respond at all, spread out the oil paper, and took three warm fried dough sticks, "Take it back and give it to the charterer."

He didn't say a word about the meal money.

The fried ghost was too embarrassed to ask, so he could only keep nodding his head, looking at the charterer with expectant eyes, and wanted to influence the charterer with the eyes of a puppy begging for help.

The charterer was taken aback, so he could only burp and say perfunctorily:
"Well, when I go back, I'll find the renter and discuss about reducing your rent!"

"Thank you!"

Only then did the frying ghost heave a sigh of relief, leaning slightly and uttering a sentence in foreign language.

The charterer held the fritters in his hand and yawned.

There were too many mosquitoes last night, and I didn't sleep well all night. In addition, the fat woman who rented her was always snoring, and the snoring was earth-shattering.

He came to the white plaque of the old handicraft foot massage, and glanced at the store.

"Hey, are you still sleeping? You don't open the door early in the morning and beg for guests, and you're still sleeping! Don't you want to think about the rent?"

"Hey! Wake up!"

He pushed against the board.

"boom!"

The loose wooden board was patted to the ground by him lightly.
The door was slapped straight on the ground, and the Yuzuli in the shop was so scared that it jumped up!
The look of horror on his face!His head was covered with sweat, and it took him a long time to realize where it was.

The charterer turned from an apologetic expression to an accountability in an instant. He frowned and looked at Yu Zuli, "Hey, are you having a nightmare? Open the door early, don't sleep all day long!"

Yu Zuli looked aggrieved, even if he was teased by the charterer, he couldn't get angry and curse, because he still owed more than half a month's rent, so he was at a loss.

"Charter my rent"

"Don't tell me! Tell her!" Baozugong pointed in the direction of his head. Everyone in Zhulong Walled City may not know who Brother Chen is, but you must know that the local snake here is called Baozupo.

Watching the charterer leave, Yu Zuli sighed heavily!
His every detail has the charm of an opera actor. In this dim shop, he only left everyone with a lonely back, which is incompatible with the early residents in the pig cage walled city. People watching have an inexplicable sense of sympathy for him , do not know where it comes from.

There was a big box in the corner of the store. Yu Zuli carefully wiped the dust on it twice. He didn't know if he was blinded by the dust. His eyes were a little red. He got up and went back to the door of the store. The wooden plank on the ground stands by the wall, like a little daughter-in-law waiting for her husband to come home, leaning against the door, waiting for kind customers to visit his small shop.

In this day and age, massage, pedicure, pedicure and hair cutting are all crafts that can eat and feed a family of two or three. Yuzuli is obviously not smart enough to open such a massage in such a slum where no one can eat enough. It's strange to have someone patronize a pedicure shop!

This person is so stupid.

The second aunt came to the frying ghost's shop and took the dumpling wrappers from the chopping board that the frying ghost had made.

"No more, no less, exactly forty! Enough for you to eat! Just give this number."

"I'll make the dumplings later, and I'll send you a few over here, and try my handicrafts too!" The second aunt is also a genius, with a soft mouth and short hands, and after the fried ghost has eaten her leek stuffed dumplings , It's hard to say when you want money for dumpling wrappers.

Holding a chopping board of dumpling wrappers, the second aunt passed Yuzuli's store.

"Humph."

The second aunt didn't have a good attitude towards Yuzuli. In her opinion, the person who opened a massage shop in this place is clearly a badass!He even sat by the door, isn't that just inviting customers?

Scumbag!

Yuzuli watched his second aunt leave, how much he wanted to have such a grandma, who would make dumplings for her birthday. Think about the last time I ate such a delicious thing, it was at the host's house
"Grumble."

He rubbed his stomach, and greedily inhaled the smell of oily smoke from the fried ghost stall next door.

In the previous days, Yuzuli often felt that the taste was spicy and choked her nose, so she could only make more tea to drink, and would stomp her feet angrily from time to time, secretly cursing a few fried ghosts.

This stomach has been hungry for two days, and he has become honest, and he is no longer too ambitious. He can't afford tea, and he is curious about the taste of deep-fried dough sticks.

He looked back into the store.

A dilapidated sofa chair with a hole in it and a cat scratching it.

Standing by the wall, it is used to shelter from wind and rain, to ensure privacy and a little dignified door panel.

And that dark, mysterious big box.

"Don't blame it, don't blame it." He said to himself, walked to the dark box, and looked back at the sofa chair and the door panel.

He pursed his lips and opened the box with a disappointed expression. It seemed that he chose to give up the contents of the box instead of giving him a new sofa chair.

Who made him unable to use the contents of this box now?
His current identity is Yuzuli, not that pillar!

"Play is dead, but people are alive"

He took out the sword body from the box, and combined it with the hilt to form a complete sword.

"People can't starve to death, can they?"

"Sword, sword, you will forgive me, right?"

Holding the sword, Yu Zuli came to the fried ghost's stand with a complicated expression.

"Nonono! Hey, I'm tired of logging! I beg you!" The fried ghost waved at Yuzuli in a poor foreign language he didn't know where he learned. He thought Yuzuli was because the oil pan was too choking. Ready to fight.

"I don't understand that." Yu Zuli turned her head away, not daring to look at the fried ghost, "you" he exhausted all his strength, at this moment hunger overcame the entanglement in his heart, and he handed over the sword.

"Please do me a favor, let me bet this thing on you and I'll take two rice pads, and I'll bring it to you when I have money tomorrow!"

After he finished speaking, he felt a lot lighter, but his body was a lot shorter, and he raised his head with a flattering expression, "Look. How are you?"

"Sword? You don't need the sword, you can take it." The fried ghost moved a kind thought.

Yuzu pear was on the spot!
He had quarreled with the fried ghost several times before because of the smell of oily smoke, but the other party treated him like this.
With a sullen expression, he took the four fried dough sticks from the fried ghost. His heart was touched, and he bowed deeply while holding the fried dough sticks.

"You are a great man!"

After all, tears dripping down
In the theater, Liu Xiaoli didn't hold back her expression at first when she saw this scene. How could she be watching a movie?This is clearly watching a documentary about his son's growth!
There is no place for his son's abilities to be used, so he wants to be a group performer, a secondary actor, and make a living, right?
Liu Xiaoli looked at the back of Fang Yu's head, and said emotionally, "Poor little girl, but my mother is so distressed!" '

"Charter! Why is there no water all of a sudden!"

The sound of sauce explosion brought Liu Xiaoli's gaze back to the movie. At this time, the main characters of the story finally finished their appearance.

"From today onwards, I will make small stops on one, three, five, and two, four, and six major stops. There will be no water on weekends!"

"Then how should I take a shower?"

"Wash, wash your hair, wash!"

Snapped!She slapped Jiang who was standing in front of her, "Don't think that I dare not hit you just because you are handsome!"

Living in the walled city with such a tigress guarding it, everyone can only work hard to make money, and there is no time to enjoy life at all.

Not without exception.

A fat woman with a little money in her family walked down the second floor. She was the richest woman in the pig cage city except for the dancer Bao Yazhen and the charter woman.

Going downstairs cost her half of her life, and walking to Yuzuli's shop nearly exhausted her to death.

Out of breath, she was supported by Yuzuli onto the sofa chair, and she gasped for a full 5 minutes before she could breathe evenly.
Yuzuli held her breath, smiled and looked at the hard-won customer in front of her, "Are you massaging today? Or pinching your feet? Or together?"

The fat woman put her feet on Yuzuli's precious sofa chair, "press jio!"

"Okay! Let's get ready!" Yuzuli looked like a little eunuch, getting ready.

The hot water is poured, and the shoes are taken off.

hiss!
Spicy eyes!

Yuzuli had red eye circles, squinted, and washed the eldest sister's feet with a painful expression.

"Hey! Look at Sani!"

The fat woman frowned.

"No, I just feel that you are so bloody! It's so good! The maintenance is really good!"

He was still fawning on his face as if he had eaten a fly, which caused laughter in the movie theater one after another.
The only one who felt completely opposite to everyone else was Liu Xiaoli.

She looked at the aggrieved Yuzuli who was washing the fat woman's feet, somehow, she thought of Fang Yu who was massaging her own feet.
Looking at the back of Fang Yu's head again, Liu Xiaoli's heart felt like a knife was twisted, and her face was full of self-blame!

'I'm not a thing'

　Thank you for the 1500 points rewarded by the sweet-scented osmanthus scented by the spring breeze!grateful!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)