Zhang Bei
Chapter 3 Chapter 3
3.
That person is Zhou Nan.
The bloody character design and the bloody plot seem to be doomed to the end of the dog's blood.
The process is not important, what matters is the result.That night, Zhang Bei, who was slightly drunk, took Zhou Nan, who was drunk and in the dark, back home. From then on, this man stayed at his house like a dog's skin plaster.
After living together for a few months, Zhang Bei still couldn't figure out what was going on with all this. Later, it could only be attributed to the wish he made. Maybe Zhou Nan was God's birthday gift to him.
He and Zhou Nan live together very naturally, so naturally that Zhang Bei often feels that his previous life alone was all imagined by him.
Zhang Bei lives in an old tube building not far from the factory where he works.Factories are generally far away from urban areas, and houses around them are also cheap.When he first came to this city, Zhang Bei couldn't bear the 200 yuan, so he shared the rent with others.I saved around [-] yuan in a year of frugality.But a year or two passed, and the money in his passbook gradually increased, but there was nowhere to send it, so he felt that there was no need to save any more.I simply rented a one-bedroom house by myself, cleaned it up, added some furniture, and made it feel like home.This stay is for several years.
After Zhou Nan came, he didn't change places, but there was an extra quilt and pillow on one bed, a set of bowls and chopsticks on the dining table, a pillow on the sofa, and a pair of slippers on the shoe cabinet.Two big men squeezed into a small house of less than 40 square meters, but Zhang Bei felt unusually warm.Zhou Nan didn't say anything, Zhang Bei thought he thought the same way.
Before you know it, summer has arrived.It was Friday again, Zhang Bei got off work, and when he left the factory, the sun was still high, the sky and the earth were scorching hot, people and trees were withered, only the Zen on the tree was screaming excitedly.
Zhang Bei rode a broken bicycle and went to a vegetable market not far from Tongzilou.It's Friday, Zhou Nan usually comes over at dinner time.Zhou Nan likes to eat fish, so he went to pick up two fish, bought two pieces of tofu by the way, and stewed them together.I also bought some rapeseed, Zhou Nan likes to eat green vegetables.After a while, he came out of the vegetable market with a few cheap plastic bags.The neat plaid shirt was squeezed into a little crumpled for a while, and the back part was sticky with sweat, sticky and uncomfortable.
The broken bicycle is also old, and the basket has not been there since he took over the bicycle.Zhang Bei hung the plastic bag on the handlebars and rode home.The bike rode a little faster, bringing a gust of cool wind, and turned it into the back of the clothes, which didn't cling so tightly to the body, and made it a little more comfortable.
When he got home, Zhang Bei cleaned up the fish neatly, stewed it in a pot, and then took a shower and changed his clothes.Immediately felt cool, and even breathed freely.The casserole on the stove was gurgling and steaming, and gradually the smell of fish wafted out. Zhang Bei added some hot water and continued to simmer.During this period, the rice was steamed, and the rapeseed and tofu were packed.
Seeing that it was still early, I went downstairs to the flower shop on the corner to buy some wild chrysanthemums, and put them in the glass vase on the dining table when I came back.He likes flowers, and he thinks that flowers will bring life to him.But I couldn't keep them alive, so I stopped raising them later. I bought a few flowers when I was in a mood, and threw them away when they withered.
In a one-bedroom house, the living room and the bedroom are all facing south. The sun is about to set, and the orange light shines into the house, dyeing the house golden.In the past, the Tongzilou of his house also faced south, and the setting sun at that time was about the same as it is now.
Zhang Bei sat on the sofa and watched for a while, the sun went down, and darkness came, Zhang Bei drew the curtains and turned on the lights.I cleaned the spotless house carefully again, and saw that it was almost eight o'clock.According to past experience, Zhou Nan was about to arrive, so Zhang Bei divided the stewed fish and soup into two pots. One pot was heated on a low heat, and rapeseed was put on it; Less soy sauce, put the tofu in.
That person is Zhou Nan.
The bloody character design and the bloody plot seem to be doomed to the end of the dog's blood.
The process is not important, what matters is the result.That night, Zhang Bei, who was slightly drunk, took Zhou Nan, who was drunk and in the dark, back home. From then on, this man stayed at his house like a dog's skin plaster.
After living together for a few months, Zhang Bei still couldn't figure out what was going on with all this. Later, it could only be attributed to the wish he made. Maybe Zhou Nan was God's birthday gift to him.
He and Zhou Nan live together very naturally, so naturally that Zhang Bei often feels that his previous life alone was all imagined by him.
Zhang Bei lives in an old tube building not far from the factory where he works.Factories are generally far away from urban areas, and houses around them are also cheap.When he first came to this city, Zhang Bei couldn't bear the 200 yuan, so he shared the rent with others.I saved around [-] yuan in a year of frugality.But a year or two passed, and the money in his passbook gradually increased, but there was nowhere to send it, so he felt that there was no need to save any more.I simply rented a one-bedroom house by myself, cleaned it up, added some furniture, and made it feel like home.This stay is for several years.
After Zhou Nan came, he didn't change places, but there was an extra quilt and pillow on one bed, a set of bowls and chopsticks on the dining table, a pillow on the sofa, and a pair of slippers on the shoe cabinet.Two big men squeezed into a small house of less than 40 square meters, but Zhang Bei felt unusually warm.Zhou Nan didn't say anything, Zhang Bei thought he thought the same way.
Before you know it, summer has arrived.It was Friday again, Zhang Bei got off work, and when he left the factory, the sun was still high, the sky and the earth were scorching hot, people and trees were withered, only the Zen on the tree was screaming excitedly.
Zhang Bei rode a broken bicycle and went to a vegetable market not far from Tongzilou.It's Friday, Zhou Nan usually comes over at dinner time.Zhou Nan likes to eat fish, so he went to pick up two fish, bought two pieces of tofu by the way, and stewed them together.I also bought some rapeseed, Zhou Nan likes to eat green vegetables.After a while, he came out of the vegetable market with a few cheap plastic bags.The neat plaid shirt was squeezed into a little crumpled for a while, and the back part was sticky with sweat, sticky and uncomfortable.
The broken bicycle is also old, and the basket has not been there since he took over the bicycle.Zhang Bei hung the plastic bag on the handlebars and rode home.The bike rode a little faster, bringing a gust of cool wind, and turned it into the back of the clothes, which didn't cling so tightly to the body, and made it a little more comfortable.
When he got home, Zhang Bei cleaned up the fish neatly, stewed it in a pot, and then took a shower and changed his clothes.Immediately felt cool, and even breathed freely.The casserole on the stove was gurgling and steaming, and gradually the smell of fish wafted out. Zhang Bei added some hot water and continued to simmer.During this period, the rice was steamed, and the rapeseed and tofu were packed.
Seeing that it was still early, I went downstairs to the flower shop on the corner to buy some wild chrysanthemums, and put them in the glass vase on the dining table when I came back.He likes flowers, and he thinks that flowers will bring life to him.But I couldn't keep them alive, so I stopped raising them later. I bought a few flowers when I was in a mood, and threw them away when they withered.
In a one-bedroom house, the living room and the bedroom are all facing south. The sun is about to set, and the orange light shines into the house, dyeing the house golden.In the past, the Tongzilou of his house also faced south, and the setting sun at that time was about the same as it is now.
Zhang Bei sat on the sofa and watched for a while, the sun went down, and darkness came, Zhang Bei drew the curtains and turned on the lights.I cleaned the spotless house carefully again, and saw that it was almost eight o'clock.According to past experience, Zhou Nan was about to arrive, so Zhang Bei divided the stewed fish and soup into two pots. One pot was heated on a low heat, and rapeseed was put on it; Less soy sauce, put the tofu in.
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