Chapter 12 Section VI
Zhang Chi carried five bowls of noodles and walked half a street to deliver food to the mahjong parlor. His steps were limp, as if he hadn't slept for a few days.In fact, he really didn't sleep well at night, and he always felt that the foreigner's pair of gray eyes were watching from the dark all the time.
"Don't say anything! Otherwise, I'll eat the chuck!"
The words that Uncle Meng nailed on his ears still hurt a little when he thinks about them, together with his unpleasant old man's smell wafting from the depths of his memory, driving Zhang Chi almost to suffocation.Even though he still doesn't know what "chuck" he wants to eat, but from Meng Bo's bloodshot eyeballs, he sees a clue that his life is related, so he almost falls out of the door with his legs limp.
The mahjong parlor was as noisy as ever, the smell of cigarettes made Zhang Chi hold his breath, blushed and counted the tables one by one, and when he found them, he showed up to collect the money, but was grabbed by the waiter who delivered the tea, and scolded: " Why do you come here to deliver noodles all day long? Is it to catch up with our business?"
The owner of Tongfeng Noodle Restaurant has a trick. He asks the staff to go around the casinos as soon as the meal time comes, to see if there is anyone who wants to eat noodles but is too lazy to get up.Originally, this business should be cheaper for the casino itself, but the business is too good to take care of it, so usually only some dry snacks are prepared in it, and the taste is not good.Especially the one at the Gambling Flower Fair behind the watch shop, they didn't have time, so they didn't stop them.But the mahjong parlor is run by a woman, so it is inevitable that she will be stingy, so she makes it difficult for her own tricks.Fortunately, Zhang Chi was also used to battles, so he replied with a playful smile: "Do you still value such a small amount of money? What a joke."
"I'm not telling you a joke today. I'm ruining our business here. I'm going to be punished a long time ago!"
"If you want to punish our boss, your lady boss doesn't dare to go and argue, you deserve to be bullied." Zhang Chi had no choice but to bite the bullet and replied, he was eager to go back and pay the bill.
Unexpectedly, the other party grabbed him by the neckline, without any intention of improvisation.
"Brother, this is not fun anymore, what are you going to do?" He was faintly angry, and was about to remind the guy that he still owed him a few cigarettes, but before he could say it, he was dragged into the alley behind the mahjong parlor.
There was a man waiting for him in the alley. He was tall, thin and gentle, but the eyes behind the glasses were extremely thieves. Looking back, the guy from the mahjong parlor had disappeared. "Don't panic, little brother, I just asked you something." "I don't know! I don't know anything!" Zhang Chi had already guessed seven points when he saw the person coming, so he was anxious to escape as soon as the other party spoke. Xia Bing quickly pressed his shoulders, stuffed two oceans into his pocket, and said with a smile: "Since you already know what I want to ask, why not tell me earlier, everyone, don't make it difficult—" Before he finished speaking, Zhang Chi took out the ocean in his pocket and threw it on the ground, and replied with a sad face: "Brother, don't make things difficult for me. I'm just a shop assistant. What can I know? I have to go back and pay the bill." Otherwise, the boss should show his face, no good." "That's fine." Xia Bing let go, folded her arms and leaned against the wall, "I'll talk to the proprietress of the mahjong parlor about your affairs." "What's the matter with me?" Zhang Chi had no choice but to stop, breaking out in a cold sweat. "What else? You conspired with the guys here to steal money from customers." Zhang Chi suddenly realized why that guy would sell him.
There is a utility room in the kitchen behind Tongfeng Noodle Restaurant. The boss who hired Zhang Chi at the beginning promised that he would "include food and lodging".Fortunately, Zhang Chi also has no worries, so he lives as he lives, and has changed his ways to get acquainted with several shopkeepers around him, so that it will be very convenient for him to get a job in the future.The boss can tell clearly, knowing that he is clever, he rewards him more or less every month, so he insists on keeping him.However, Zhang Chi had a big appetite and could not be satisfied with a small amount of money, so he persuaded the watchmaker Meng Bo to clear the way, and let him sneak a foot in the place where the gambling fair was held. But it was the first time he was called out from the utility room by Uncle Meng in the middle of the night that day, and Zhang Chi didn't care too much about it, he just thought that something good came to his door, so he came out cheerfully to meet people.But when he saw Uncle Meng looking panicked under the street lamp, he knew something was wrong, so he felt a little annoyed. "Our boss is dead." Uncle Meng trembled. "If you die, you'll die. What do I have to do with you? You, old man, should also retire to enjoy life at home." Zhang Chi deliberately put on a nonchalant attitude, trying to ease Uncle Meng's nervousness. "It's too scary to die, you have to help this time." Zhang Chi naturally knew that calling him out at this time must be because the foreign devil died abnormally, so he sighed and asked, "Where are the others?" "In the store." Gao Wen's hideous death really startled Zhang Chi, and it was too late to back out, because Uncle Meng's flashlight was shining on the shocking blood marks on the cement floor. "This matter has to be handled by the police station. What's the use of calling me?" Zhang Chi tried to calm down, but his legs were already weak. "No!" Uncle Meng's expression immediately became sullen, especially under the light of the flashlight, he became more and more terrifying, "The boss left a note on the door and asked me to come to the store. I saw him when I got here." If he is dead, the police will definitely suspect me when they investigate him!" "Then what do you want?" "Clean up here, wash away our footprints, and call the police." So Zhang Chi came over with a bucket and a brush. He didn't dare to ask any more questions, because he vaguely felt that Uncle Meng was the murderer, so if the window paper was punctured, he was afraid that his life would be in danger.Don't talk about cleaning up the scene honestly and escaping with your own life... At the time when Chen Guang was explaining the matter to Xia Bing, neither of them knew that Uncle Meng was already hanging from the dormer window through which Gao Wen escaped, with his tongue sticking out and his whole body as stiff as a rock.
Shi Fengde likes to wear long ties very much recently. Since his wife passed away ten years ago, he has not worn ties very much. The servants have clumsy hands and feet, and he is always unwilling to let lowly women get close to his body, except for Shangguan Jue'er. He never recognized her nobility, and he only ranked her as an "actor" in his heart. She was both rare and mediocre, and Shangguan Jue'er's mediocrity must be appreciated by a man like him who has experienced many times. The youthful, energetic and passionate It is impossible to tell the fineness of a man from a lecherous old man.But she just has that charm, and it is so natural to be close to anyone. They are willing to let her touch, be ridiculed or teased by her, thinking it is a blessing. Now that his two sons have left him, Shi Fengde tried his best to suppress the loss in his heart. Although he signed a check every day to ensure that Chang Yun would be safe in prison, he had already given up on him in his heart.He knew that this kind of life would not last long, especially the eldest daughter-in-law has been a little abnormal these days, standing on the balcony for several hours every day, without washing and changing clothes, just holding Chang Feng's portrait and facing the sky far away. cloud.He vaguely foresees that this family is broken, and the foundation he has worked so hard to build over the years is gradually falling apart. "Fengde, I want to give birth to a son for you." Shangguan Jue'er whispered such a sentence in his ear, as if stretching out a hand to pull him out of the abyss, but he was afraid that the night sky outside was still dark, and he could not find his way through the fog.While being moved, he also gasped. This woman's cunning made people have nowhere to hide, so he could only obediently slip into those well-designed traps, and he was full of gratitude to her. So Shi Fengde bought Shangguan Jue'er a house on Huayuan Road, with light gray walls and a small garden, only big enough for a tank of fish and a wall of green radishes.The colored glazed doors on the second floor are dusty, as if someone had lived there before, and the golden-brown hibiscus-patterned wallpaper is missing pieces here and there, but on sunny days, the sunlight warms the swirling wood grains on the window lattices.The bedroom on the second floor has only one floor-to-ceiling mirror and a large wardrobe. Shangguan Jue'er moved the French four-legged bed from her original residence. Two rooms were vacated on the first floor for her mother. The mother-in-law actually took on the duties of the mother-in-law. "Pretty good, thank you, Mr. Shi." She still thanked Wu Nong softly, but changed "Feng De" to "Mr. Shi", expressing all her dissatisfaction.So this "Mr. Shi" was terrified when he heard it, but there was nothing he could do about it. He raised her and seemed to still owe her. This is the prerogative of a beauty.Shi Fengde really felt ashamed, and hurriedly bought her a mink fur coat, but she accepted it with a gentle smile, without even trying it on, and just said: "You gave it, it must fit well." He knew she was A little contemptuous, but Chang Yun's affairs are more important than anything else, and there is no way to figure out how much money he will spend, so his hands tighten unconsciously. Shi Fengde never expected that there would be another person who gave Shangguan Jue'er a "gift" after that. As soon as Zhu Fanghua, the eldest daughter-in-law of the Shi family, stepped into her father-in-law's gentle nest, she regained some of her complexion. She deliberately smoothed her scalp with water shavings, took off the black gauze, and wore only a plain cheongsam.I met a woman in her fifties, wearing a short jacket of good quality, sitting in front of the door peeling bean clips. "Miss, who are you looking for?" The woman's gray hair was lifeless under the withered light, and she still maintained a kind of politeness on her face that was only used to receive uninvited guests. "Is Miss Shangguan at home?" Zhu Fanghua asked hoarsely. "She went out to work and came back very late. Is there anything I need to explain to you? Let me convey it to you?" The woman still responded with a good temper. Zhu Fanghua sighed softly in her heart, and handed the thing to the woman: "I was asked to give this thing to her." "What is it?" The woman took it and lifted it, with a curious expression on her face, "It's still locked, where is the key?" "It's just in her place, it doesn't matter whether you open it or not." Zhu Fanghua looked at the rattan box that the woman had already held in her hand, and suddenly showed a relieved expression.
There was a man waiting for him in the alley. He was tall, thin and gentle, but the eyes behind the glasses were extremely thieves. Looking back, the guy from the mahjong parlor had disappeared. "Don't panic, little brother, I just asked you something." "I don't know! I don't know anything!" Zhang Chi had already guessed seven points when he saw the person coming, so he was anxious to escape as soon as the other party spoke. Xia Bing quickly pressed his shoulders, stuffed two oceans into his pocket, and said with a smile: "Since you already know what I want to ask, why not tell me earlier, everyone, don't make it difficult—" Before he finished speaking, Zhang Chi took out the ocean in his pocket and threw it on the ground, and replied with a sad face: "Brother, don't make things difficult for me. I'm just a shop assistant. What can I know? I have to go back and pay the bill." Otherwise, the boss should show his face, no good." "That's fine." Xia Bing let go, folded her arms and leaned against the wall, "I'll talk to the proprietress of the mahjong parlor about your affairs." "What's the matter with me?" Zhang Chi had no choice but to stop, breaking out in a cold sweat. "What else? You conspired with the guys here to steal money from customers." Zhang Chi suddenly realized why that guy would sell him.
There is a utility room in the kitchen behind Tongfeng Noodle Restaurant. The boss who hired Zhang Chi at the beginning promised that he would "include food and lodging".Fortunately, Zhang Chi also has no worries, so he lives as he lives, and has changed his ways to get acquainted with several shopkeepers around him, so that it will be very convenient for him to get a job in the future.The boss can tell clearly, knowing that he is clever, he rewards him more or less every month, so he insists on keeping him.However, Zhang Chi had a big appetite and could not be satisfied with a small amount of money, so he persuaded the watchmaker Meng Bo to clear the way, and let him sneak a foot in the place where the gambling fair was held. But it was the first time he was called out from the utility room by Uncle Meng in the middle of the night that day, and Zhang Chi didn't care too much about it, he just thought that something good came to his door, so he came out cheerfully to meet people.But when he saw Uncle Meng looking panicked under the street lamp, he knew something was wrong, so he felt a little annoyed. "Our boss is dead." Uncle Meng trembled. "If you die, you'll die. What do I have to do with you? You, old man, should also retire to enjoy life at home." Zhang Chi deliberately put on a nonchalant attitude, trying to ease Uncle Meng's nervousness. "It's too scary to die, you have to help this time." Zhang Chi naturally knew that calling him out at this time must be because the foreign devil died abnormally, so he sighed and asked, "Where are the others?" "In the store." Gao Wen's hideous death really startled Zhang Chi, and it was too late to back out, because Uncle Meng's flashlight was shining on the shocking blood marks on the cement floor. "This matter has to be handled by the police station. What's the use of calling me?" Zhang Chi tried to calm down, but his legs were already weak. "No!" Uncle Meng's expression immediately became sullen, especially under the light of the flashlight, he became more and more terrifying, "The boss left a note on the door and asked me to come to the store. I saw him when I got here." If he is dead, the police will definitely suspect me when they investigate him!" "Then what do you want?" "Clean up here, wash away our footprints, and call the police." So Zhang Chi came over with a bucket and a brush. He didn't dare to ask any more questions, because he vaguely felt that Uncle Meng was the murderer, so if the window paper was punctured, he was afraid that his life would be in danger.Don't talk about cleaning up the scene honestly and escaping with your own life... At the time when Chen Guang was explaining the matter to Xia Bing, neither of them knew that Uncle Meng was already hanging from the dormer window through which Gao Wen escaped, with his tongue sticking out and his whole body as stiff as a rock.
Shi Fengde likes to wear long ties very much recently. Since his wife passed away ten years ago, he has not worn ties very much. The servants have clumsy hands and feet, and he is always unwilling to let lowly women get close to his body, except for Shangguan Jue'er. He never recognized her nobility, and he only ranked her as an "actor" in his heart. She was both rare and mediocre, and Shangguan Jue'er's mediocrity must be appreciated by a man like him who has experienced many times. The youthful, energetic and passionate It is impossible to tell the fineness of a man from a lecherous old man.But she just has that charm, and it is so natural to be close to anyone. They are willing to let her touch, be ridiculed or teased by her, thinking it is a blessing. Now that his two sons have left him, Shi Fengde tried his best to suppress the loss in his heart. Although he signed a check every day to ensure that Chang Yun would be safe in prison, he had already given up on him in his heart.He knew that this kind of life would not last long, especially the eldest daughter-in-law has been a little abnormal these days, standing on the balcony for several hours every day, without washing and changing clothes, just holding Chang Feng's portrait and facing the sky far away. cloud.He vaguely foresees that this family is broken, and the foundation he has worked so hard to build over the years is gradually falling apart. "Fengde, I want to give birth to a son for you." Shangguan Jue'er whispered such a sentence in his ear, as if stretching out a hand to pull him out of the abyss, but he was afraid that the night sky outside was still dark, and he could not find his way through the fog.While being moved, he also gasped. This woman's cunning made people have nowhere to hide, so he could only obediently slip into those well-designed traps, and he was full of gratitude to her. So Shi Fengde bought Shangguan Jue'er a house on Huayuan Road, with light gray walls and a small garden, only big enough for a tank of fish and a wall of green radishes.The colored glazed doors on the second floor are dusty, as if someone had lived there before, and the golden-brown hibiscus-patterned wallpaper is missing pieces here and there, but on sunny days, the sunlight warms the swirling wood grains on the window lattices.The bedroom on the second floor has only one floor-to-ceiling mirror and a large wardrobe. Shangguan Jue'er moved the French four-legged bed from her original residence. Two rooms were vacated on the first floor for her mother. The mother-in-law actually took on the duties of the mother-in-law. "Pretty good, thank you, Mr. Shi." She still thanked Wu Nong softly, but changed "Feng De" to "Mr. Shi", expressing all her dissatisfaction.So this "Mr. Shi" was terrified when he heard it, but there was nothing he could do about it. He raised her and seemed to still owe her. This is the prerogative of a beauty.Shi Fengde really felt ashamed, and hurriedly bought her a mink fur coat, but she accepted it with a gentle smile, without even trying it on, and just said: "You gave it, it must fit well." He knew she was A little contemptuous, but Chang Yun's affairs are more important than anything else, and there is no way to figure out how much money he will spend, so his hands tighten unconsciously. Shi Fengde never expected that there would be another person who gave Shangguan Jue'er a "gift" after that. As soon as Zhu Fanghua, the eldest daughter-in-law of the Shi family, stepped into her father-in-law's gentle nest, she regained some of her complexion. She deliberately smoothed her scalp with water shavings, took off the black gauze, and wore only a plain cheongsam.I met a woman in her fifties, wearing a short jacket of good quality, sitting in front of the door peeling bean clips. "Miss, who are you looking for?" The woman's gray hair was lifeless under the withered light, and she still maintained a kind of politeness on her face that was only used to receive uninvited guests. "Is Miss Shangguan at home?" Zhu Fanghua asked hoarsely. "She went out to work and came back very late. Is there anything I need to explain to you? Let me convey it to you?" The woman still responded with a good temper. Zhu Fanghua sighed softly in her heart, and handed the thing to the woman: "I was asked to give this thing to her." "What is it?" The woman took it and lifted it, with a curious expression on her face, "It's still locked, where is the key?" "It's just in her place, it doesn't matter whether you open it or not." Zhu Fanghua looked at the rattan box that the woman had already held in her hand, and suddenly showed a relieved expression.