next year is a wolf

Even though he was as free and easy as Lu Jue, he couldn't help but feel sad after listening to it.

In the past, Lu Jue didn't like to watch those TV series the least, they were cruel and bloody, but he didn't expect that life would be more bloody and cruel than TV dramas.

After finishing speaking, Jiang Heng stood up unsteadily, turned his back to Lu Jue and said, "Don't help me."

OK, no help.

Before he took two steps, he fell over there.

Lu Jue stepped forward and hugged him.

Jiang Heng: "Don't help me."

"Okay, okay, don't help." Lu Jue grabbed his shoulders and dragged him to the toilet.

Lao Luo saw it and asked, "What's the matter?"

"This grandson is drunk." Lu Jue pouted and pointed in the direction of the toilet, "Take him to spit for a while."

"What's the matter?"

"Lovesick."

"Tsk tsk." Lao Luo took a sip of wine, "I still don't like anyone with my hands in my pockets, so I live a more comfortable life."

Lu Jue turned his head and glanced at him: "No one likes putting your hands in your pockets back, it's not mainstream."

Lao Luo smiled: "I want to write your name on the cigarette and inhale it into my lungs."

"Get lost." Lu Jue didn't even turn his head this time.

Jiang Heng vomited in the toilet, the vomit was mixed with the smell of alcohol, and a sour smell came to his face.

The smell was really not very good. Lu Jue covered his nose with his hand and looked at Jiang Heng's back.

He didn't drink very much in the first place, coupled with the fact that he was drunk and worried, Jiang Heng really drank too much today.

There is only one pit in the toilet. Someone poked his head at the door, and Lu Jue reminded him friendly: "There is someone."

Seeing that Jiang Heng finished breathing, he leaned against the wall and panted there, Lu Jue took out a cigarette from his pocket, held it in his hand without lighting it, and played with it for a while before he said, "Jiang Heng, are you You didn't hide anything from me. You never told me before, and you were a soldier."

Jiang Heng works very neatly and is a good hand at housekeeping. Every day, the quilt will be folded into neat tofu cubes with sharp edges and corners.

Normal people don't have this kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder at all, except for those who have served in the army.

Before Lu Jue didn't think about it carefully, he felt that Jiang Heng simply loved being clean, but no matter how he thought about it now, he felt that it was wrong, and he felt that his past must be connected with himself.

"I was a soldier for five years. After I was discharged from the army, I worked as a medical assistant in the police station." Jiang Heng said vaguely, "Later, I met you."

Lu Jue rubbed the cigarette in his hand with his thumb, and continued to ask: "And then?"

"Wow" Jiang Heng lowered his head and vomited again.

"And then?" Lu Jue only listened to the beginning, and wanted to continue asking, but Jiang Heng vomited very seriously, and didn't intend to talk to him at all.

"Hey, buddy inside, what about diarrhea? I've been holding it in for a long time, why don't you come out?" someone yelled outside, "Don't come out to pee at the door again?"

"You pee, I'll wring your balls off after peeing." Lu Jue said so, but he still pulled Jiang Heng up from the sink.

Lao Luo originally planned to stay until three o'clock before leaving, but seeing Jiang Heng like this, he had to leave early.

Before leaving, he stuffed a red envelope into Lu Jue's pocket, and Lu Jue weighed it, at least five thousand.

When sending the group of people to the car, Lu Jue stuffed him back calmly. Standing on the side of the road watching the car window slowly rise, Lu Jue gave him a not-so-standard military salute.

"Slow down the road."

"Okay, old man."

Back in the bar, Lu Jue remembered that he hadn't seen Gu Xiaotian just now, and after looking around for a long time, he found that he had fallen asleep on the sofa, his deep facial features softened under the light, and his small fangs protruded Come, sleep soundly.

When Lu Jue approached him, he smelled a smell of alcohol, and felt faintly that something was wrong, then he lowered his head and saw that there was only half a bottle of Jian Nanchun on the table.

This kid drank half a bottle of Jiannanchun in one go, no wonder he was already lying down and couldn't get up.

After Lu Jue arranged things in the store, he got him off the sofa and put him on his back.

Lu Tian woke up once, his face dazedly arched into Lu Jue's neck, and his soft skin rubbed against the back of Lu Jue's neck.

Lu Jue couldn't help turning his face to look at him, Lu Tian's dark eyelashes trembled slightly, with tears from falling asleep hanging on them, shining brightly under the light, as beautiful as flowers soaked in dew in the morning.

Perhaps, this is the angel.

The corner of Lu Jue's mouth couldn't hold back, he smiled in a deep voice, and wrapped his hanging arms around his neck.

Hold on tight, brat.

In the past few days since the bar opened, Lu Jue did a simple calculation. More people went out than came in, and they lost a lot of money.

If he keeps losing like this, he will probably have to drink the northwest wind.

Originally, he bought high-end wine from Europe, stored it with friends, and waited for someone to order it, and then sent it to be delivered, so as not to be smashed in case something happened, and his mother didn't know it.

Imported from Europe is too expensive, so he plans to get the goods directly from China.

There is a large tobacco and alcohol trading market in S city, basically all reliable suppliers are there, Lu Jue drove there.

The tire blew up on the way, and Lu Jue got out of the car and replaced it with a spare tire. He felt that this was not a good omen.

Sure enough, when he got there, he saw a person he didn't want to meet.

Coincidentally, the tobacco and alcohol market is doing an event, and the well-known singer Fang Qingya is invited to sing.

Lu Jue heard his voice from a long distance away, a very recognizable voice, with a mellow smokey voice, and he was singing English slowly with a deep voice.

Although Lu Jue couldn't understand the lyrics, I felt very comfortable listening to the melody he sang.

It's like the whole person is in the sunshine at the end of March, lying on the grass with the breeze blowing, smelling the smell of branches from the trees, which is similar to the smell of green soil, a cat suddenly ran over and rubbed you hard with its neck neck.

You will feel a little itchy, but it is comfortable and you don't want to push away.

I have to admit that Fang Qingya's singing voice is very charming. After listening to it, people have an impulse to stand on the side of the curb, grab someone and tell him, "Hey, I kind of want to have a relationship with you".

But because of the previous incident between the two of them, Lu Jue wanted to walk around the venue, but found that there was no other way to go around unless he squeezed sideways.

When he passed by the stage, Fang Qingya happened to end up.

The two looked at each other and didn't speak for a while.

Fang Qingya was the first to break the silence, and called out: "Brother Jue."

After hearing this, Lu Jue turned his head and walked back.

Fang Qingya froze on the spot holding the guitar, watching his back for a long time.

Lian Heng sent a message to Lu Jue, saying that Lu Tian's examination for sports specialty students is almost done, and in a few days he will be able to formally take the entrance examination, which will be held together with the entrance examination in September.

At that time, Lu Tian will be able to go to school.

Lu Jue has taught Lu Tian how to get along with people. He has to explain for a long time to buy a dish, give the money first and then get the things, and don't bite people.

It happened that there was a very enthusiastic Aunt Wang downstairs, who got up early every day to buy vegetables.

Lu Jue asked Aunt Wang to bring Lu Tian with her every time she bought vegetables, and asked Lu Tian to learn from her.

Ren followed Aunt Wang to buy vegetables for a week, and finally it was time for Lu Jue to test his study results.

When we arrived at the vegetable market, Lu Tian carried a reusable bag and walked in front to pick and choose. He looked very skillful like an old lady who often came here to shop.

Lu Jue felt relieved, let me just say, our Xiaotian has a strong learning ability.

After Lu Tian finished picking the vegetables, put them in a bag and handed them to the stall owner for weighing. After the stall owner finished weighing, he made a "six" and said, "Six yuan."

Lu Tian said blankly, "Five yuan."

"Young man, I didn't make you money at all with this dish, and you can't lose a penny."

Lu Tian: "Five yuan."

"Okay, okay, if you say five yuan, it will be five yuan." The stall owner stretched out his hand pretending to be helpless.

Lu Tian took out the five yuan in his pocket and handed it to him, followed by two green onions and said, "Come to my garlic."

The stall owner threw his head to him: "Okay, remember to come here often in the future."

Lu Jue was shocked. In just a few days, Lu Tian has become such a citizen that he doesn't even blink when he bargains.

So they silently followed behind him, and together they arrived at the butcher's stall.

Lu Tian was the same as before, picked up a piece of meat and handed it to the stall owner, and said with a blank face when he was done, "Five yuan."

The stall owner looked at his face as if he didn't understand, smiled and asked, "Are you kidding me?"

Lu Tian continued to repeat: "Five yuan."

The stall owner threw down the beef, pointed to the right and said, "Get lost."

Lu Tian persisted and said, "Stay close to me."

Before the stall owner could throw the weight in Lu Tian's face, Lu Jue quickly pulled him away.

He is really a good apprentice of Aunt Wang. In the past, he would only say "five yuan" when bargaining.

At any rate, he won't jump at people with red eyes and bite people now, and he can clearly distinguish between the goodwill and malice from others.

But he has an obsessive obsession with some things.

For example, I heard from the clerk that when he was away, Lu Tian sat alone on the chair at the front desk, staring at the place where Lu Jue used to stand, and remained motionless for hours, as if petrified.

Sometimes Lu Jue would go out to work on errands and make an appointment with him when he would come back to meet.When Lu Jue came back, Lu Tianren was still standing there, waiting for him all day and night without eating, drinking or sleeping.

Lu Jue asked him, but he didn't speak, just lowered his head and passed his head over, his two small ears fluttered slightly, motioning Lu Jue to touch his soft and shiny black hair.

It can be said to be very cute.

When Lu Jue was wiping the glass, he was able to help pass the glass. He was more meticulous in his work than anyone else, and he kept his head down and didn't speak.

On the day Fang Qingya came to the bar, Lu Jue and Lu Tian were wiping glasses, when they were chatting and laughing, they suddenly heard a deep voice.

"Boss, have a Nile Sunrise."

Lu Jue slightly raised his eyebrows, and knew it was him without looking up: "Sorry, no."

"What about the Mojito?" Fang Qingya sat down in front of the bar, and took the time to knock on the maple table top of the bar.

Lu Jue replied coldly: "No."

Knowing that he didn't want to see him, Fang Qingya propped his chin and said, "Then have a glass of ice water."

Xiao Wu, a clerk who happened to pass by, brought over the ice water before he said no: "The ice water you want, please use it slowly."

Fang Qingya, who was wearing a mask, was not recognized by anyone, and nodded slightly: "Thank you."

Lu Jue frowned: "I'm sorry, sir, I have to wipe the bar. Please move."

Fang Qingya didn't move, just raised his eyes and glanced at him, with bright lights shining in his eyes: "Lu Jue, do you believe me when I say I regret it?"

Lu Jue glanced at him: "You don't regret it later, it's none of my business."