I'm not unlucky at all

"If you want to say thank you, why don't you kiss me as much as you did just now?" Song Wenlu was stunned for a moment, then held Song Xing's cheeks and lowered his head, their foreheads were pressed against each other, their eyes tender.

Song Xing stood on tiptoe, pressed his lips against the man in front of him, and said in a vague voice, "Is that so?" He imitated the way men kissed him before, kissing carefully, face, mouth, nose tip.It's a pity that the height between the ears and the forehead is not enough. Song Xing pursed her lips, put her arms around the man's shoulders, and made him bend down, "Mr. Song, you should be shorter."

Song Wenlu was almost taken aback by Song Xing's relatives, he looked down at Song Xing fixedly, and said in a hoarse voice, "I can't be short."

Song Xing hadn't understood what it meant for a man to be too short, but in the next second, he was picked up by a strong force, and his eyes were soon at the same level as the man's, or even a little higher.

"Mr. Song."

Song Xing didn't dare to move, there was a hard iron rod under his buttocks, the kind that had just burned red, ready to go.

Song Wenlu narrowed his eyes and took a breath, "Afraid?"

Song Xing frowned, his eyes flickered slightly, and he tilted his head and said, "No."

With a smile in his eyes, Song Wenlu squeezed Song Xing's butt: "Little liar, dishonest."

The snowflakes outside the window were still fluttering, but the room was as warm as charcoal. After a little exercise, the people inside sweated.

Early the next morning, Song Wenlu put on his tie and went to work, and Song Xing also changed his clothes and went to the snack bar not long after he left.

During Song Xing's illness and hospitalization, the snack bar was always taken care of by Lu Daliu and his wife. The business in the store was booming. After all, the two of them couldn't keep up, so they discussed it and hired a helper.

A string of wind chimes is installed at the entrance of the snack bar. When a customer enters the door, a string of crisp and pleasant wind chimes will sound in the store.

The helper raised his head, stopped wiping the table, and said to Song Xing with a smile: "Handsome guy, you came a bit early, the shop hasn't opened yet."

Song Xing also smiled, "I'm looking for someone."

Lu Daliu was picking vegetables in the cubicle, and there was a basket of spinach in the basket. The vegetable vendor had just dug it out of the ground, and the roots were still muddy, juicy and fresh.Hearing Song Xing's voice, he put down a small bundle of vegetable leaves in his hand, wiped his hands and lifted the curtain and said pleasantly, "Hey, why didn't you tell me in advance when you were discharged from the hospital, so that your sister-in-law and I can go and pack things for you."

Song Xing said: "I thought I was busy in the store, so I didn't tell you and my sister-in-law."

Lu Daliu looked at him from head to toe, wiped his hands on the apron, and then patted Song Xing on the shoulder with a smile and said, "I lost weight."

Song Xing asked: "Where is sister-in-law?"

"The proprietress went to the dessert shop next door to help someone whip cream." The helper cut in with a smile, looked at Song Xing and then at Lu Daliu and said, "Boss, is this handsome little brother your own brother? You two look so similar It's really like it."

Lu Daliu glanced at Song Xing's white and tender handsome face, and remembered his rough face that his wife disliked him just yesterday, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said with a smile: "What brother and brother, hurry up and do your work, can't you wipe the table clean?" Have lunch."

The helper groaned bitterly, took the rag and turned around to continue working.

Lu Daliu waited for him to take two steps, and then called out to stop him.

The helper turned his head, and the dog leg said, "What else does the boss want?"

Lu Daliu pointed to Song Xing who was standing aside: "I recognize your face, this is your big boss, but don't call me brother or brother wrong."

The helper looked surprised.

Not long after, Lu Daliu's daughter-in-law came back from the store, stomped her feet, and said with a worried look on her face, "It snowed so early in Jiangcheng this year, and the roads are all frozen. I think it will be difficult in two days."

The helper said: "This year's snow is quite unusual."

Da Liu's daughter-in-law heard the sound of talking in the cubicle, "Who's here?"

Hearing the voice of Lu Daliu's daughter-in-law, Song Xing raised her voice slightly and called sister-in-law through the curtain.

"Xiao Lu has been discharged from the hospital?" Da Liu's wife filled a warm water bag with hot water, walked into the cubicle with a smile on her face, saw Song Xing picking vegetables with Lu Da Liu, so she glanced at her man complainingly, Pulling Song Xing up from the bench, he stuffed the hot water bottle into his hand and said, "Hold it, hold it, you have just been discharged from the hospital, and you have to rest well."

Song Xing couldn't laugh or cry: "Sister-in-law, I'm fine."

"It's nothing to do." Da Liu's daughter-in-law has been the proprietress for several months, and she has a bit of aura, "The old man said that he was injured for a hundred days, let alone fell from such a high staircase. I want my sister-in-law to tell me that you not only need to continue to rest, but also to replenish your brain."

Song Xing didn't have time to interrupt, and saw the woman wiping her sleeves smartly and said, "It just so happened that I asked Da Liu to buy pig brains yesterday, and today I will stew pig brains for lunch."

The helper secretly listened outside, and couldn't help cheering: "Long live the proprietress."

It was said to be stewed pig brains at noon, but it was already past 02:30 noon by the time we had lunch, and the customers in the store had all left after eating, and a few people gathered around the small square table in the cubicle, waiting for Mrs. Liu Stewed pig brain with Chinese wolfberry and yam.

While waiting, there was a sudden gust of wind chime from outside.

The little helper stood up first and said, "I'll go and see if there are any guests."

He went out, and there was a slender young man standing outside the door, with handsome features and handsome features, wearing a light blue down jacket and holding a fish in his hand.

"Brother Su, are you okay in your store?" The helper obviously knew the person very well, and offered to help the young man take the fresh fish in his hand and said, "It just so happens that the proprietress is stewing pig brains in the kitchen... Brother Su, have you eaten yet?"

The young man smiled, put his hands in his pockets, and smiled: "No."

"Then Brother Su, you are lucky to have lunch today!" The helper raised the curtain of the cubicle as he walked, and shouted to the kitchen, "Madam, Brother Su came over to eat lunch with us again today."

Beside the small square table, Song Xing, who was listening carefully to Lu Daliu's nagging, raised his head to look at the door if he felt something.

Behind the helper, the young man looked dazed, obviously also stunned.