Wu Xie is still there, still innocent

The story came to the beginning again, like a reincarnation. When I returned to my small shop, although I still had a serious face to cheer Wang Meng up to play minesweeping, my heart was not peaceful.

Although the third uncle is an old fox, no matter what happens, I can't imagine that I will be Wu Xie so many years later, but if I change, I will change. Once I get into a fight, my instinctive reaction to a crisis can completely reveal that I don't know everything about fighting. A rookie with five scumbags, I was lying on my chaise longue, wondering if I was going to prepare something, and suddenly returned to the time when everything seemed to be calm, and I was a little bit at a loss as to what to do.

In fact, strictly speaking, this should be regarded as a good thing. If I start preparing several years in advance, I may use a smaller price to kill the other party when they are caught off guard. Maybe even Pan Zi'aning and the others can live well.

Changing one's fate sounds like an act against the heavens, but it's actually a second-year behavior. I think I can still try it. I don't think there is any consequence more serious than losing them.

Moreover, it is me who changes everything. If I bear the consequences, I think I am still happy.

I thought about it a lot, and I didn't realize it was time to close until Wang Meng looked at me with his innocent eyes blinking.So he signaled to Wang Meng that he could get off work. Looking at his figure leaving, he suddenly envied him such a simple life. Uncle and the others see Wang Meng as stupid as I see him now, right?

Sighing, I got up and was about to close the door, but when I walked to the door, I found a person standing beside me!

My first reaction was to take the initiative to attack the past, but my rationality prevented me from taking any action, "Who are you?"

That figure turned around, with an expressionless face and a wrapped knife on his back, is it actually Poker? !In an instant, many kinds of speculations flashed through my mind. In fact, I was not reborn but stuck in a round. Is the oil bottle also a victim of this round?Or is Poker Bottle also reborn?Or I actually misunderstood that this is not a stuffy oil bottle?

However, when I was panicking, Pokerfing just said a few words, which made me feel like I was on a roller coaster, and suddenly I felt like I was derailed and shattered into dregs. "Is there a hotel nearby?"

"..." I didn't know how to answer for a while, so Poker Bottle just wandered over because he couldn't find a place to live?

"Well, brother," I glanced at the bright hotel signs in the distance. This is near the West Lake, and there are still many hotels, "Which hotel did you book? I'll take you there?"

I really thought too much, maybe he used to wander around here, but I usually close very early, this time is an exception, it is so coincidental that I have an intersection with Poker Ping ahead of time, what is fate? .

Poker-Face just glanced at me, then turned around to leave, I was a little depressed, could it be that I have a face of a bad uncle, so Poker-Face you look like "Uncle, we don't date"?

I stopped him, "You may not remember, we met during the day." So I'm not a bad person.

However, my polite words made me realize that Poker Fase really doesn't seem to remember the day when we met... Don't ask me why I look confused on my paralyzed face.

In the end, I brought Poker Bottle into the store with the reason of "you are my third uncle's customer, so I have to do a good job of after-sales service", and I made tea and treated it nicely.

Poker bottle drank tea with a paralyzed face, and then ate compressed biscuits from his backpack.Tsk, I really don't see it, but did Poker Bottle grow up eating compressed biscuits?No wonder so thin.

I sat on the side, and I didn't know what to say. If I hadn't experienced what happened after that, maybe I could still find various topics to talk about, but now I am a person who has a certain understanding of Poker Bottle.

After thinking about it, I think I should restore myself back then, "Well, little brother, where do you live? Do you want me to see you?"

"..."

Make persistent efforts, "Brother, you are not a local, is this your first time in Hangzhou?"

"..."

I continued to babble, "Brother, what's your name? My name is Wu Xie, Wu Tian Wu, Ya Er Xie."

"..."

I recalled what I said when I wanted to establish a good relationship with Poker Ping, "Where are you from, brother? When did you arrive in Hangzhou?"

"..."

Poker bottle still ignores me, Poker bottle who can't say a word with three sticks.

I was a little discouraged, and sure enough, no matter what kind of Wu Xie I was, I couldn't pry open the mouth of a stuffy oil bottle.But I made a guess. It is estimated that Boyoufeng arrived in Hangzhou today, because he has been carrying his bag and compressed biscuits on his body. He may have just come out of a bucket and has not gone to the hotel to stay in a nearby hotel. There are still a lot, either because I got lost and couldn't find the hotel I booked, or...a very practical problem, I have no money on me, and I am wandering around.

I guess the latter is more likely, because if you get lost, at least you can still take a taxi. Although Poker Bottle may not know the way, at least he will take a car.But he has been wandering around, and even wandered to the West Lake, so it is only possible that the money he brought was just to buy black gold ancient knives, and the issue of accommodation and food has not been considered at all. Obviously, the nickname of level [-] handicapped in living ability is still very scientific for me. Based on.He is not the kind of person who can bargain, he estimated that he will give as much as the third uncle bid.That's why it's so miserable.

Thinking about it this way, I feel that Uncle San is quite inhumane.

And at this moment, I also felt a little hungry, and it was pitiful to see Poker Ping eating compressed biscuits, so I went to the small kitchen and made a chicken stew with mushrooms and steamed it rice.

Then I greeted Poker Fing to eat, Poker Poker was not polite, just sat down and ate. I saw him enjoying the food, and I felt a sense of accomplishment. It felt like when I was a child, I got [-] points in the exam and got it in front of the teacher. Want the mood of little red flower.

After the meal, Poker-Face looked like he got up and was about to leave, I curled my lips, is this going to sleep in the park?Or find a bucket and kick the zongzi and make do with it all night in someone else's coffin?

So he stopped him, "Brother, it's not safe for you to go out so late, if you haven't booked a hotel, how about making do with my house for the night?"

Poker bottle looked at me, maybe he didn't understand why I invited a stranger to live in my house so unsuspectingly, I also felt stupid, no matter how naive I was back then, I wouldn't let someone who only met once People go back to live in their own home, that's not naive, it's stupid.

But unexpectedly, Poker-Face agreed, and I silently and maliciously speculated that it seems that Poker-Face is really penniless.

On the way home with Boyouping, he was still silent, but I couldn’t stop chattering. I talked about all the scenic spots in Hangzhou and the delicious food. It felt like I had really returned to my former self. Don't worry about talking about the mountains with scruples, the more you say, the more you will reveal unintentionally, because Pokerfinger is on my side.

But I feel a little uncomfortable while talking, stuffy oil bottle, I have been waiting for several years to take you home, you know?