kiss you at sunset

Chapter 12 Persian Cat

Zhou Shiluo was calm on the surface, showing no embarrassment at all.In fact, the embarrassed group wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in, or pass through with their souls, and slap the self who changed his nickname at the beginning with a slap to death.

Although Yang Dachao couldn't see it, but if he couldn't hear it, it would be a waste of his life for more than 40 years.He glanced at Zhou Shiluo, and asked Yang Jin in surprise: "Do you know each other?"

Yang Jin said softly "Yes", and reminded: "Old man Tan's grandson."

Yang Dachao didn't react immediately, and after thinking about it for a long time, he suddenly realized who the old man Tan was in Yang's entrance. He was shocked again, his eyes widened: "Are you from Xiaocui's family?"

Zhou Shiluo had no impression of the man in front of him at all, but he could guess that the "Xiao Cui" in his mouth should refer to his own mother—Ms. Tan Cui.

After Yang Dachao cleared up the relationship, he immediately became interested, "You are so tall. I remember that I saw you last time as if you could walk. I don't know if you remember who I am. I am Uncle Yang Jin. I was with you when I was young. Mom grew up running around the village together."

After finishing speaking, he added wittily: "You probably don't have much impression, I ran out after that, and I haven't been back for more than 20 years, and the former people have long been out of contact."

Zhou Shiluo twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment. What annoys him the most is this kind of asking you about your childhood.

The reason why he rejected going to the countryside before was that every time he went back, from the beginning of the village to the end of the village, whenever he met someone, he would ask you, do you still remember who I am.

Zhou Shiluo wanted to shout every time, who the hell do you love.

Yang Dachao couldn't feel Zhou Shiluo's disgust at all, and said self-consciously, "No, I remember that your mother married a very rich old man, it seems that the surname is not Wu, but what is the surname, Wang ? Or Zhou? It doesn’t seem right.”

This sentence immediately touched Zhou Shiluo's bottom line, and Zhou Shiluo's expression darkened instantly.

His father is indeed older than his mother, ten years older than his mother, but when the words are spoken out of other people's mouths, the taste changes instantly, as if subconsciously turning Tan Cui and those who can do anything for money into waiting for him. Number.

In fact, both of his parents were married for the first time. In order to chase Tan Cui, Zhou Chongde ran from south to north every week. It took him a full year and seven months to catch him.

But some people are always just looking superficially.

He remembered that when Tan Cui went out to parties with Zhou Chongde when he was a child, he would always go home angrily, and later Tan Cui subconsciously refused to go with him.

As a result, the two gradually drifted apart, and finally Zhou Chongde couldn't bear the loneliness and cheated, which led to a divorce.

Zhou Shiluo vowed at that time that in order to avoid troubles in the future, he must find someone of the same age when looking for a partner, neither too old nor too young.

If it is too big, it will make people feel that it is not true love, because they must have taken a fancy to the other party's money, or have been entrusted/raised; if it is too small and immature, it feels like raising a child.

Yang Jin knew that Zhou was Luo's temper, so before this person was about to lose his temper, he decisively interrupted Yang Dachao who wanted to continue talking.

"It's surnamed Wu," Yang Jin's tone was not very good, he frowned slightly, and reminded displeasedly, "Uncle, quickly put the bed on, don't you have other things to do later?"

When Yang Jin reminded him, Yang Dachao suddenly remembered the matter of asking someone to play mahjong, and immediately gave up the idea of ​​chatting, and carried the mattress with Yang Jin to the house.

Zhou Shiluo's house has not been bought for a long time, and it has not had time to clean it up. The furnishings in the house are very simple, and it looks extraordinarily large at first glance.

Yang Dachao, who had just stopped for two minutes, let out a "Yo" when he saw this, and turned around in every corner of the house like a routine inspection by the leader, before asking: "Your house is quite big, how many square meters is it?"

The previous words were still stuck in Zhou Shiluo's chest. At this moment, he didn't want to talk to Yang Dachao.

But he still responded politely, but his tone was colder, "Eighty square meters, the usable area is only more than 60."

Hearing this, Yang Dachao sighed loudly: "It's enough, it's really good to be able to buy such a big house in the capital, and it's a campus house, which costs the old nose [1] money."

Zhou Shiluo was speechless, he subconsciously looked at Yang Jin, hoping that this person could get his uncle away quickly.

But Yang Jin didn't want to cooperate, he pretended to have nothing to do with himself, and stood quietly aside.

"That's right, your family is naturally not short of money, even if you buy ten, your dad can afford it." Yang Dachao said again.

Zhou Shiluo vaguely smelled a sour breath from this person's words, and the only good feelings he had when they first met completely disappeared.He was too lazy to talk to this person, he just wanted to install the bed quickly, and if he could anonymously leave a bad review for the merchant's installation service.

"Master Yang, when can we install it? I'm in a hurry?" Zhou Shiluo made up a reason.

Since Yang Dachao knew Zhou Shiluo's identity, he became more casual, and his verbal address changed from "Mr. Wu" to "Xiao Wu".

He lazily took out the cigarette that had been stuffed back, lit one in the house without saying hello, frowned and took a puff, "At most half an hour."

Zhou Shiluo didn't want to have conflicts with people early in the morning, thinking that half an hour would pass soon.He glanced at Yang Dachao, who had a cigarette in his mouth and was busy with his hands, and quietly moved to the window and opened it to smell.

At this time, from the corner of his eye, he always felt a line of sight was looking at him, he subconsciously turned his head to look, and collided with Yang Jin's sight.

Yang Jin looked at him in surprise, with an expression of disbelief and astonishment as if he had discovered a new continent.

Zhou Shiluo didn't know why, but when he thought of the name Wu Yanzu, he couldn't help thinking of the embarrassment just now, so he simply looked away and deliberately avoided contact with Yang Jin.

Yang Dachao's mouth could not be blocked even though he worked hard. He was addicted to cigarettes one after another. Even with the windows open, the smell of cigarettes in the house lingered.

He gathered around Zhou Shiluo and asked him whatever he thought of, from the health status of his family members to Zhou Shiluo's work, life, and relationship status.

For the questions that Zhou Shiluo wanted to answer, he would simply say a few words, and if he didn't want to answer, he basically replied with a single syllable "um", or simply didn't answer.

Although Yang Dachao has an annoying vibe all over him, he has to admit that he is really quick at work.Coupled with the fact that Yang Jin was on the sidelines, there was basically nothing wrong with Zhou Shiluo.

The bed in the second bedroom was installed in less than half an hour.

Zhou Shiluo breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously, watching the two sweating profusely for their own bed, and politely thanked Yang Dachao, "Master Yang, you have worked hard, drink some water before leaving."

Yang Dachao smoked too much, quickly waved his hands and shook his head, "I won't drink anymore, I'll go to the bathroom first."

After speaking, he walked to the bathroom, coughing while walking, and finally coughed up phlegm.

Zhou Shiluo frowned, suppressing his discomfort.

Yang Jin stood quietly at the side, and they haven't formally spoken a word since they met.

Zhou Shiluo looked at his dirty hands, thinking about Jiang and Tang's birthdays tonight, and the two would meet again, so he hesitated whether to take the initiative to ease the atmosphere.

"You made it so that you can bury Gutai's [2], why don't you go to the kitchen to wash it first?" Zhou Shiluo asked proactively.

Yang Jin glanced at him, then lowered his head to look at his hands, said "um" with the tip of his nose, and turned to walk towards the kitchen.

Zhou Shiluo didn't hear the sound of water coming from the kitchen for a long time, he followed in confusion, only to see Yang Jin standing motionless in the kitchen, his eyes fixed on the puddle of egg liquid on the ground.

Zhou Shiluo had long forgotten about the eggs. He froze for two seconds, then calmly picked up the tissue on the table, and squatted down to clean it up.

After tidying up, Yang Jin's gaze changed, and he looked along, and saw a ball of fried eggs in the pan.

It's not a shame to know how to cook, and Zhou Shiluo was just anxious to open the door for them when he was frying eggs.

He was about to ask Yang Jin what's interesting, when he saw Yang Jin frowned slightly, looking at him as if looking at a fool.

Asked: "How did you live so big?"

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Cat Four:

【1】Old Nose: Many, many.

【2】Buried Gutai: Refers to dirty, unclean.

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