Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

A ball of mud was quickly kneaded into balls under the strong and powerful palms, and was thrown into the wooden basin aside by the old man.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke couldn't help curling his lips, silently mourning for the fat man below for two seconds.

In fact, if Zhao Ke didn't know the old man well, he might have doubted whether the old man was a postman if he saw it for the first time.

After all, this body of muscle, not to mention 80 years old, even those 20-year-old youths are absolutely inferior.

"Hey ha! Hey ha!"

In less than 5 minutes, I saw the fat man below, crawling off the bed. Although he was struggling, his strength was very skillful. It only made the skin a little more red, but it didn't really break the skin.

Zhao Ke glanced at the black mud balls in the wooden basin, each round and shapely, and thought: "The old guy's craftsmanship has not deteriorated at all."

Zhao Ke took a bath with peace of mind and didn't take the initiative to disturb his teacher's business.

However, it seems that after seeing the strength of the ace of the bathhouse, few other people dare to try it easily. After all, not everyone is like that fat man, with rough skin and thick flesh.

Seeing that there was no sound after waiting for a while, the old man took the wooden basin and walked back to the lounge to wait.

At this time, Zhao Ke also followed, and followed the old man to the second floor of the lounge.

On the side of the second floor, there is a utility room, which is a locker for employees to change clothes. At this time, there is no one in it.

After the old man pushed the door and walked in, Zhao Ke stepped forward, tiptoeing and gently pushing the crack of the door.

Immediately, he saw a face staring at him through the crack of the door.

The four eyes met, Zhao Ke was stunned for a moment, he grinned and showed his neat white teeth, "Teacher, I'm back."

"Hmph, you know how to come up to say hello to me. I saw you just now when you came in."

The old man raised his nose, dragged Zhao Ke into the dressing room, and closed the door behind him.

He opened his closet and began to straighten his beard in front of the mirror. At the same time, he did not forget to ask: "You have been away for two years without even a letter. Do you really want to come back to see me after I die?"

"How can it be, isn't the third junior brother accompanying you?"

Don't look at Zhao Ke saying old man on the left and old man on the right outside, but when he really faced the old man in front of him, he didn't dare to be as presumptuous as he was outside.

"Humph!"

After combing his beard, the old man turned around, took out a clay pill from the wooden box beside him, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it vigorously: "Hiss! This fat man eats a lot of seafood recently."

Chapter 231 The Drum Tower Female Corpse

Seeing the intoxicated expression on the old man's face as he held the mud ball, the corner of Zhao Ke's mouth twitched slightly: "Teacher, you haven't given up on that dish yet?"

"Hundred Flavor Feast!"

The old man looked back at Zhao Ke, slowly put down the clay pills on his hands, shook his head, his plump face finally showed the vicissitudes of his age.

"I won't do it anymore. I have traveled more than half of the world in my life, from Luodu to Xinjiang, Xinjiang to Lhasa, and then to Chengdu. After staying for five or six years, I have traveled all over Japan, the United States, Singapore and Russia. I am tired. It's not moving."

Seeing the old man's disappointed expression, Zhao Ke was moved in his heart. In his own impression, this old guy was like made of iron, his eyes were always so piercing and full of fighting spirit.

Even when I was 17 years old, I took myself to Russia, where the weather is cold and cold, and I just used the 80° liquor I brewed to kill those old men in the bar.

Zhao Ke will always remember that the old man was drinking with one hand and wrestling the wine table with the other.

The old man who lost by arm wrestling was furious and wanted to be rough, but the old man pressed his head and beat him up, and threw them out of the bar one by one.

At that time, the old man looked back at the wind and snow and smiled, his unrestrained look at the world was deeply imprinted on Zhao Ke's heart.

But today, Zhao Ke saw for the first time that the old man's eyes showed a downcast look. This kind of gap made Zhao Ke feel deeply touched.

Zhao Ke even had an urge to stand up and tell the old man about his current changes.

But this impulse was quickly dispelled by Zhao Ke.

"Come on, change your clothes, let's go home."

The old man looked at the work site, and it was almost time to get off work. He packed up his things and carefully kept the mud pellets in the wooden basin. After Zhao Ke finished changing his clothes, the two came out one after the other.

Now the weather has turned cold. Even though Luodu this year is much warmer than previous years, the cold wind still makes people tighten their clothes.

As for the old man, he was wearing a thin coat with short sleeves inside.

If I don't want to be too exaggerated, I guess I don't even bother to wear trousers.

"Bang bang bang..."

Walking on the road, there was a piercing rumble from time to time. It was an excavator doing demolition work. On one side of the street, there were only a few households left, and the construction team began to demolish it in an orderly manner.

At this time, the old man stopped, looked at the old house that was demolished not far away, and shook his head regretfully: "How many years old are these houses? They have been demolished and built, and they have been demolished. I don't know when it will end." , the ancient capital is long gone.”

"Hey, Er Mazi."

At this time, I heard someone calling, and saw two women who were at least 40 years old stepping over. Although they were old, they were dressed very fashionable. When they walked up to the old man, they first glanced at Zhao Ke. .

"Oh, the second son is back, why haven't I seen the eldest son?"

In the eyes of the surrounding neighbors, Zhao Ke is the old man's second son, and the old man never explained it.

Zhao Ke thought for a while, glanced at the woman, but didn't have any impression, nodded and stood behind without saying a word.

"Hahaha, your house is coming soon, I will be the host tomorrow night, you must come."

The old man had a kind smile on his plump and stylish face, and he didn't care about what they called him Er Mazi.

"Hey, with so much mud, what kind of flowers do you want to grow? If you have time, let us sisters go and have a look."

Seeing the wooden basin in the old man's hands, the two women joked.

"Good good!"

The old man nodded, chatted with the two women for a while, and then led Zhao Ke forward.

After walking away, the old man looked back at Zhao Ke: "Don't you ask me? Why did you lie to me?"

As soon as this matter was mentioned, Zhao Ke felt angry, but seeing the old man's appearance, Zhao Ke swallowed his anger again.

Unhappily said: "It's going to be demolished, your temper, you must be planning to cook a big table, but you don't have enough manpower, let me come back to help."

The old man has a habit of staying in one place for five or six years, and before leaving, he will cook a very sumptuous banquet.

According to the old man, the tasteful memory will never be forgotten, just like you will never forget the joy when you ate a big white rabbit toffee for the first time.

But this reason is obviously not what Zhao Ke is convinced. In Zhao Ke's eyes, this old guy is clearly using this banquet to satisfy his evil taste.