Little Bosses and Little Monsters

Xu Ran, who bought the vegetables and returned to the bookstore, was greeted with a wave of surprised eyes.

Shu Jing stretched her neck from behind the desk and "tsk tsk" to look at it: "I can't tell, young man, you are quite virtuous."

"Hey, are you judging by appearance? Are you short-sighted? Here, here, here's the leftover change."

Xu Ran handed the meat and vegetables to Xiaohe with one hand, and put the change back in Shu Jing's small box with the other.

"Huh? It seems that there are more left than usual?" Shu Jing took a visual inspection.

"is it?"

Xu Ran felt that he had only exerted his success when his elder brother assigned him to go shopping in the past.

"Xiaohe, you don't know how to buy vegetables and never bargain, do you?"

After asking Xu Ran, he felt that he had said something stupid. Most people in the vegetable market had no impression of Xiaohe. Even if they remembered, they only knew that the girl was not talkative. How could Xiaohe bargain with them?

"Look at you, I didn't say that millionaires are all saved. One of you can't make money, and the other doesn't know how to save money. Even if you have ancestors left behind, your family's property will always have a day of sitting and eating." Xu Ran finally found the time to scold others, so naturally he wanted to seize every opportunity.

Xiaohe was carrying a lot of vegetables in her hands, and looked at him silently.

Tianwang clung to Shu Jing's calf with insight, revealing a pair of rolling eyes.

Shu Jing took a sip of tea, and reminded Xu Ran nonchalantly: "I haven't made lunch yet."

"..." Xu Ran, who was overjoyed, realized that the person in front of him was in charge of the food problem of everyone in the room.

"Haha, haha, sister, do you still need someone to chop vegetables? The kind that won't steal."

The weather was so hot in the afternoon that there were few people on the street, and the store hadn't opened for many days.

Xiaohe turned on the old-fashioned radio and inserted a tape.

Xu Ran who was standing at the door turned around: "What is this?"

"He Guang." It was rare for Xiaohe to talk to him once.

The age-old tapes are babbling, and the woman's soft singing is accompanied by the sound of the zither, like the fine and continuous spring rain in front of the eaves, like the long-lasting and fragrant old wine glowing with bright yellow light under the lamp.

The lyrics consisted of two sentences, repeated over and over, intermittently, probably because the tape was too old and the sound quality was very vague.

Xu Ran listened for a while, then asked again: "What do you mean?"

Xiao He rubbed the book while listening, and hummed along with the tape, this time Xu Ran heard clearly.

"Who calls He Guang? A reed hangs it. Who calls Song Yuan? I look forward to it.

Who is He Guang?Never tolerated a knife.Who is Song Yuan?Never worshiped the dynasty. "

He hummed a few times in a half-understanding manner, and wanted to ask something more, when Shu Jing, who was sitting behind the desk reading his unnutritious novel, suddenly said, "I said, classmate Xu?"

Xu Ran passed by.

"Don't block my door, like a door god, whoever dares to come to the door will scare away my business."

Xu Qi smiled: "Boss, can we show some face? You don't even like flies in this small shop, so blame me if you don't have any business?"

"It's really hard for you to skip class every day if you don't like to stay. There is a bus stop when you turn left out of the alley."

Xu Ran shamelessly sat on another chair: "If you tell me to leave, I'll just leave. Then I don't want to lose face? I won't!"

"Ten days have passed, who knows if Dijiang will come again, maybe his agent will go back and the two of them will think about it and think it's unreliable, so they still won't come."

"Who says I'm doing it for Dijiang! I'm just too bored and have nowhere to go. Your little shop is relatively quiet, so I'm here to relax."

Shu Jing didn't like to move when the weather was hot, and seeing that he was still stubborn, he didn't bother to talk much, and flicked his fingertips, so that Tian Wang under the table saw it, and came up to lick it with his barbed tongue.

Shu Jing felt a little itchy, squinted and smiled.

Tianwang spun around at his feet, then turned and walked towards the bookshelf.

Probably after waiting for too many days, Xu Ran was indeed a little discouraged, so he had nothing to say: "Hey boss, who is the friend that Wen Pei talked about that day?"

Shu Jing was expressionless: "It's just a friend."

"No, look at your usual appearance. Except for talking to me and Xiaohe, everyone else is indifferent. It is rare to have friends. When Wenpei mentioned this person that day, you immediately Agreed, it can be seen that the relationship is very unusual, who is it? He is also Di Jiang's friend, is he from the entertainment industry?"

"What circle does he hang out in? I don't know. He's really just a friend."

Xu Ran didn't really believe it, but he thought about how shallow Shu Jing was, and he never contacted anyone, and he didn't think he would have any particularly deep friends.

"I can't tell, you're quite righteous."

Xu Ran was still muttering, but Shu Jing saw Tian Wang coming back briskly, with a book in his mouth.

"What is it?"

Shu Jing took it, and opened the blank cover. On the first page, a bird with a vague appearance was drawn in cinnabar, with two pairs of wings and three pairs of feet, and it was walking on a golden red flame.

Sometimes when Shu Jing sees that Tianwang is idle and fussing about, she will just read a story to Tianwang from a book. At this time, Tianwang will lie down quietly and listen, very honest.Tianwang seems to enjoy such moments, sometimes he would turn over the book and ask Shu Jing to read it to him.

At this moment, seeing that Shu Jing's gaze remained on the first page, he couldn't help stretching out his claws and pushing Shu Jing's hand with the rough pads, urging him silently.

Xu Ran stretched his neck curiously to read the pages of the book. He was no stranger to the intelligence of the dog raised in the bookstore.

"What is this painting? Abstract art!"

Shu Jing seemed to think of something, thought for a moment, and turned to the second page, but it was blank.

"Huh? Why is there no words? Boss, you have been cheated. Why did you buy an unprinted book? It looks like a pirated book."

Shu Jing closed the book: "Probably so."

Tianwang pricked up his ears and looked towards the door warily.

From there came the sound of stone wind chimes hitting. It should be that a customer has come. Xu Ran didn't pay much attention to it, and was still chatting with Shu Jing: "By the way, I still want to ask, why do you often have such uncovered clothes in your store?" One book here, another one there, and they all write nonsense things. Boss, how do you do this business?"

Shu Jing smiled slightly. When Xu Ran first came here, he pretended to flip through the books in the store. When he found this uncovered book with a suspicious appearance, he was complacent and thought that he had caught evidence that Shu Jing was selling Xiao Huang/books, so he opened a book. It was boring to read only some unexplained stories, and then I stopped shopping.If Xu Ran looked through a few more books, he might be able to find a book with a painting on the front page, and the story behind it would probably feel familiar to him.

Someone walked towards the desk, and no one looked up at first, until the steady and even footsteps fell directly behind Xu Ran, Xu Ran, who was lying on the desk with his buttocks pouted, turned his head subconsciously. Almost stared out.

The person who came here was tall and tall, probably 1.9 meters tall. His hair was dyed tea-blonde, with a fashionable hairstyle. His complexion was as white as snow porcelain. His expression could not be seen clearly against the light, but he was well-proportioned. The standard good figure is more clearly outlined, and the simplest white T jeans seem to be going to walk on the red carpet.

Seeing Xu Ran's awkward posture without realizing it, just staring at him with his mouth open, the man seemed to chuckle and took off his sunglasses.

"Hi, I'm Dijiang."

Xu Ran stretched out his hand tremblingly, and yanked Tianwang's tail violently.

"Ow!!!"

This was like breaking ground on Tai Sui's head, Tianwang was furious, turned his head and bit the aorta of his wrist with incomparable precision.

Of course it didn't bite through, but Xu Ran still let out a strange cry of "噫——" in pain.

Shu Jing walked to the table, hugged the aggressive Tian Wang, and frowned at him: "Why did you recruit him?"

Xu Ran clasped his hands, his eyes lost focus: "I, I, I rely on... Master, this is not a hallucination, I saw Dijiang, alive."

Di Jiang was probably very familiar with this kind of thing, and didn't pay much attention to it. He smiled perfectly at Shu Jing and said, "Boss Shu, I think you should already know the purpose of my coming here."

"The one who wants the sand tang fruit is you."

Di Jiang nodded slightly: "Hou Qing only told me that you have a solution."

Shu Jing walked towards the back of the study.

"Let's talk later."

In the narrow and simple room, apart from the bed, there is only a square table with a hot water pot that can be bought anywhere, and a plate of cups are all upside down, not even a cup of herbal tea.

The shining Di Jiang stood in the room, a little out of place.

He himself was quite relaxed, and he was not as polite as Shu Jing, so he followed the host and sat down at the table.

He was not in a hurry to mention his own affairs when he sat down, but first apologized for his manager's rudeness last time:

"Wen Pei is just a mortal, not very old, spoiled and short-sighted, he offended Mr.

Shu Jing smiled slightly: "It's okay."

"I've heard of Mr. Shuo's name for a long time, and I can see you today. His demeanor is well-deserved."

Wearing an old man's shirt, with a face as white as paper, Shu Jing, who was sitting among a pile of old furniture, smiled and said "Oh".

Di Jiang also seemed to realize that his compliment was in the wrong direction, and embarrassment flashed across his face.

It just so happened that Xiaohe came from the kitchen with tea, passing by Xu Ran who had been peeping openly on the door frame, his eyes as black as lacquer swept across the face of others without him noticing for a moment, and came in quietly Putting down the teacup, turning around and drifting away without a sound.

Dijiang borrowed the slope to go down the donkey, thanked him and took the glass. The light green transparent tea in the cup was steaming in the summer afternoon. He took a sip without blinking.

Shu Jing, who is afraid of heat, saw the scalding hot tea and knew that Xiaohe had guessed something, and felt unhappy, so he raised his hand to hold the cup and put the tea away.

The author has something to say:

Happy Valentine's Day baby!

This year's Valentine's Day, I didn't write Wen (xue) Qing (xing) episodes, I laughed because I have been too lazy to update the text for several days...

Compassionate ^^