The rebirth of the sturdy and charming wife strikes

Chapter 219 Depressed
"It's strange, brother and sister-in-law, do you feel that the entrance of our store is particularly clean these days? And this door panel." The sky was still only dim, and Zhang Minzhen and sister-in-law Lin Qin got off the electric tricycle that Zhang Weiqiang was riding together. , looked around carefully, and then touched the door panel, feeling that there was still wetness on it.She had doubts on her face: "Someone must have scrubbed it early in the morning. Who is it? How could they be so kind to help us do this?"

"That's right, little girl, look up at the plaque, isn't that also very shiny? I've been thinking about it for a long time, but I can't figure it out. It's really strange." Lin Qin also raised her head and pointed at the plaque. Zhang Minzhen looked, "Yesterday, my parents were talking about it. It's nothing more than a day or two, but now it's been five or six days. It's really puzzling."

"If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. Open the door first, and I have to move all these in quickly so that I can run again." Zhang Weiqiang got off the electric tricycle, "I'll order it early tomorrow to see what's going on. , otherwise it’s uncomfortable to guess like this?”

"Well, it's good to see who is studying. Don't we feel at ease if we don't always ask others to work for us for nothing?" Zhang Minzhen nodded in agreement.

"Yes." Lin Qin also nodded in agreement.

Early the next morning.

"Brother, did you see anyone?" Seeing Zhang Weiqiang coming back, Zhang Minzhen, who was helping to move the steamer to the electric tricycle's body, looked up and asked.

"Yeah, did you see who it was?" Zhang Dazhuang, Wen Xiu, and Lin Qin all paid attention.

"I didn't see it when I went too late." Zhang Weiqiang shook his head, parked his bicycle, and said vehemently, "I'll go back early tomorrow, but I don't believe that I can't find that person?"

"Haha, he came here to do good deeds, so don't make it look like you're doing something." Lin Qin couldn't help laughing at Zhang Weiqiang's ruthless look.

"That's right, we still have to thank him for doing such a good thing. Don't show yourself like this to scare people." Wen Xiu also laughed.

Zhang Weiqiang was also amused when the two talked about it: "Mom, can I still not know this truth, and really scare people?"

The next day, Zhang Weiqiang got up very early, and when he saw the traces that had not been cleaned at the door of his shop, he was quietly relieved. He hid the bicycle he was riding, and he hid himself and waited quietly. He didn't wait long. I was surprised to see a short little beggar carrying a broken bucket, a rag, and a broom that was almost bald running to the door of their Zhangji Baozi shop. When he arrived, he looked around like a thief, and waited to make sure When people arrived, he began to sweep the floor first, and then twisted the rag to wipe the door panel. He wiped very carefully, even the hard-to-reach places on the top of the door panel and the top plaque. If you can't reach it, use the old broom The handle was tied with a broken rag and wiped it a few times, then it was taken off and passed through the water, and it was tied up again to continue wiping. When everything was clean, he took everything and left without looking back.

Zhang Weiqiang didn't disturb him, and followed him all the way until he saw him reach the river outside the town, wash the rags and buckets downstream, and then enter a nearby bridge that was barely propped up with rags, broken fertilizer bags, branches, etc. to cover the entrance of the bridge. This appeared after the abandoned bridge hole no longer came out.

Walking into the bridge hole, I saw that the little beggar was sleeping in a quilt piled up with all kinds of rags, clothes and bags. On the ground were all his remaining belongings - a broken pot, a broken bowl, a pair of Chopsticks made of peeled tree branches, a broken bucket, a broken broom and a broken rag. He couldn't help but look serious, squinting his eyes and staring at the little beggar: "Why?"

"What why? Who are you? I don't know you?" Zhang Weiqiang opened the rags at the entrance of the bridge and came in. Just looking at the toes of the leather shoes on his feet, Luo Xiaohu guessed the identity of the person in his heart. , he knew that this was the inevitable result of all he had done in the past few days.Now is the critical time, success or failure depends on it.

Suddenly he didn't even dare to take a deep breath, but fortunately he has been imagining this moment for the past few days, remembering that the boss said that Zhang Weiqiang is also a practitioner, and the boss said that anyone who is a practitioner has kung fu in his hands Most people don't like cowards.

So he can't act too weak, too timid, and they will live together for a long time if they don't make it right in the future. People who have practiced martial arts have strong observation skills. In order not to arouse suspicion, the best thing for him is to still To "true color" performance.So he adjusted himself in just a moment, sat up and raised his head, looking back with vigilant but not fearful eyes.

"Zhang Ji Steamed Bun Shop." Zhang Weiqiang squatted down, and he found that although everything looked tattered, there was no peculiar smell as expected. This is really a very hygienic little guy, he There was a smile on his face, and he asked patiently, "Why, what is your purpose?"

"Who are you? How can I tell you if I don't know you? I just like it, can't I be happy?" Luo Xiaohu's face was full of defense and a rebellious tone.

"You little guy is really interesting--" Zhang Weiqiang looked at the little beggar in front of him with a funny face and shook his head helplessly, "My family owns the Zhang Ji Baozi shop, and you go to help my house clean and wipe the door every day. Why do you ask me?" ?”

"Your family opened it? Then why have I never seen you appear in the store?" Luo Xiaohu looked at him with dubious eyes, obviously not believing it.

"Haven't you got breakfast yet? Let's go, come back with me and I'll treat you to meat buns." Zhang Weiqiang watched Luo Xiaohu instinctively swallowed when he heard the meat buns, but he was obviously on guard, so he looked down on him Looking at him, "What are you afraid of? You can't even sell a few ounces of meat with your skinny appearance. Do you think it's interesting for me to lie to you?"

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Luo Xiaohu stared at Zhang Weiqiang with grief and indignation -- this man's mouth is so poisonous, he is almost on par with his boss.

"Okay, okay, come with me, I'm really not a bad person." Zhang Weiqiang stood up, and pulled Luo Xiaohu out of his shabby quilt. Go, and continue to ask while walking, "I keep asking you, why don't you say it?"

"No reason, but a pretty aunt in the shop gave me water, washed my hands, and gave me meat buns, rice porridge, and two eggs." Luo Xiaohu couldn't help crying when he thought of Zhang Minzhen's arrival. After a while of warmth, suddenly, at this moment, he felt that he was lying to her like this, and suddenly felt a little guilty, and lowered his head in discomfort, and whispered.

"Just because of this?" Zhang Weiqiang could see the changes in Luo Xiaohu's expression. He raised his eyebrows and became suspicious of the boy in front of him.

"Yeah." Luo Xiaohu nodded his head, lowered his head, and felt even more sad. He completely forgot the answer he had thought up before and subconsciously opened his mouth, "That aunt told me to wash my hands when she was nice to me, except when my mother was still there. , and no one ever cares about whether my hands are clean or not when I eat." When he said this, he suddenly realized that he had said something wrong, and why he was so confused that he said what he really thought in his heart. He opened his mouth and suddenly Stopped, then closed and squeezed tightly.

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Zhang Weiqiang looked at Luo Xiaohu who was still looking down and looking sad, and suddenly his eyes became wet for no reason. He paused for a long time before asking in a slightly hoarse voice, "How old are you this year? Where are you?" ?”

Luo Xiaohu was feeling frustrated because he felt that he had answered wrongly before. Seeing that Zhang Weiqiang asked other questions and told him that he had said something wrong and had no chance to make up for it, he felt desperate in his heart. He opened his mouth and stopped talking for a few seconds Then he gave up dejectedly and answered his questions one by one according to the truth in a feeble voice.

Originally, in terms of his identity, he never planned to lie, and he couldn't lie about this.

(End of this chapter)