Zombies of the new age are troubled

Chapter 42

The corner of Wang Jie's mouth twitched violently twice, could he say no, but it turned out that he had no choice in front of his father.

"Xiaolu, you haven't eaten lunch yet. By the way, help take care of my father, and I will give the rest of the newspapers to me."

Before Wang Xiaolu could say anything against it, the newspaper she put on the stone table was picked up by the old man and put into another person's hands.

"Quick, don't delay Xiaolu's work."

Wang Jie turned around resignedly, and walked faster and faster. He had to deliver all the newspapers while everyone was eating lunch. It was best not to see him.

Just as Wang Xiaolu was about to step forward, he was pushed back to his seat by the old man.

"Grandpa Wang can't, I should do my job myself."

"You're right, come and let us finish the meal, and you go again, that kid is very lazy, maybe you have finished your meal and haven't started yet?"

Wang Xiaolu could easily break free from the old man's hand, but he was afraid that he could not control his strength well and hurt the old man, so he had no choice but to sit obediently.

She suddenly thought of a very important thing, "Brother Wang, you just give me the ones in Building 4, No. 2, and I will deliver the others' ones later."

Wang Jie stretched out his hand and shook it twice, expressing that he knew, he really didn't want to see his wretched father.

As a qualified zombie, even if Wang Xiaolu wants to eat faster, the habits he has developed over the years are still difficult to change. After all, the fat teacher told them countless times that only by chewing slowly can you taste the delicious food.

She took two bites, and it was undeniably the best dish she had ever had.

When the old man saw Wang Xiaolu eating deliciously, he couldn't help but also whet his appetite. In the end, he unknowingly ate a big box of lunch.

It didn't take Wang Jie 10 minutes to go back and forth before delivering them all, and he could see the smile on his father's face from a distance.

He stopped suddenly, he hadn't seen his father smile for a long time.

For 20 years, from the time my mother died of illness, my father never smiled again.

He looked at the back of the female zombie complicatedly, and there seemed to be an inexplicably reassuring feeling about the female zombie.

"Brother Wang, you are back, where are the remaining newspapers?"

Every time Wang Xiaolu delivered a building, it would take an hour and a half at the fastest. She thought that no matter how fast human beings are, it would take an hour!

After all, you are not so lucky every time. You just happen to have an elevator to take. The time you wait for the elevator is not as fast as walking by yourself. You can imagine how long it will take to walk twenty floors.

"It's all over, you can chat with my father for a while, he hasn't been this happy for a long time."

"It's over." Wang Xiaolu opened his mouth in shock, wondering if the speed was too fast.

Wang Jie's deep eyes flickered, he did not intend to tell Wang Xiaolu the truth.

Did he really deliver all the newspapers, or did he deliver them himself?

No. [-] of the fourth building that Wang Xiaolu asked him to deliver in front of Wang Xiaolu lived in a single woman. He never cared about the neighbors before. The eighteenth generation said everything. Of course, he has no interest in this at all, but he is still very satisfied with someone helping to press the elevator.

"It's still useful to count you brat." The old man pulled Wang Xiaolu to chat again.

Wang Jie rolled his eyes without grace, and he knew that his father would not save him a little face, which is why he would go back every time he asked the driver to take him downstairs. If his employees heard it, he would Where is the majesty.

(End of this chapter)