a winter fire

26

I think that sooner or later I will be carried out of Zhou Hanzhang's house—I was fainted from anger, and the ambulance came to carry me.

He put the small stack of receipts from the hospital in front of me: "It's not that much money. Do you want to pay in cash or transfer money?"

I smiled, picked up the receipt and put it in my pocket: "I will pay you back when I get paid."

Let's owe it first, we have a bond.

I pretended to be weak in front of Zhou Hanzhang: "Teacher Zhou, in order to thank you, I came here wheezing and panting all the way, and my condition seems to have worsened."

"Then go home and lie down." He had the usual cold style.

After Zhou Hanzhang said this, he took a book and sat on the sidelines to read it, ignoring me and letting me fend for myself.

I was hungry, and I was too embarrassed to urge him to cook, so I leaned over and asked, "Mr. Zhou, let me cook for you."

He looked up at me: "Did my kitchen do something wrong to you?"

He said this is really sorry for me!

However, Zhou Hanzhang probably understood my hint, and actually put down his book and went out to cook.

I didn't follow him when he was cooking, and pretended not to know anything, secretly took a book and sat aside to read it.

What I read was "Eleven Kinds of Loneliness" that Zhou Hanzhang took to the hospital before. I have to say, I can't get into the state when I read Yates' books. I have borrowed "Good School" and "After the Revolution" from the school library Road", I returned it quickly after reading a few pages.

I once calculated that I didn't get along with the master Yates, just like I didn't get along with Zhou Hanzhang.

But this time it is very strange, maybe because this book is a collection of short stories, I actually read it quite enthusiastically.

"Eleven Kinds of Loneliness", eleven kinds of lives of eleven kinds of people, Yates' stern writing style directly writes the loneliness of ordinary people into the readers' hearts, all of them are ordinary and visible little people, the embarrassment of life, Not being understood and accepted, every page is full of sighs, this is the first time I have a sense of substitution when reading his works.

I was so fascinated by it that I didn't even know when Zhou Hanzhang would come back.

I was taken aback when a hand tapped my skull.

"What for?" he asked me.

"Steal your book to read." I didn't shy away from it, and said confidently, "This book is so beautiful."

Zhou Hanzhang glanced at the book in my hand, and then at the time: "One yuan per minute."

"……what?"

"My book, you will be charged one yuan for one minute of reading."

Profiteer!

"Teacher Zhou, something is wrong with you." I was really shocked, when did Zhou Hanzhang become a rogue?

Zhou Hanzhang ignored me, turned and walked out: "I'm going to eat, remember to pay after you finish reading."

I stopped watching it, but I didn’t dare to continue watching it.

I put down the book and trotted to follow him to the kitchen.

The dining table was on the other side of the kitchen, and I glanced at the dishes as I entered.

Today's Mr. Zhou was quite generous, and even fried two dishes, but it's a pity, this person is still stingy, and both dishes are vegetarian.

I asked Zhou Hanzhang: "Teacher Zhou, are you a vegetarian?"

"If cannibalism doesn't break the law, I don't mind eating you." He sat on the chair and was taken aback after speaking.

Fortunately, I know that Zhou Hanzhang doesn't mean anything to me, otherwise I would really think wrongly, and think very wrongly.

"Mr. Zhou, can you make sweet and sour pork?" I said, "I can bring meat when I come tomorrow. Can you do it?"

Zhou Hanzhang looked at me, and asked for a long time: "Do you use my place as a canteen? I am your cook?"

This is embarrassing, and I can only apologize quickly.

Originally thought that Zhou Hanzhang would continue to mock me, but instead he said: "I will."

how to say?

This man's character is really unpredictable.

"You are really good." I laughed without sincerity, because I thought he would not cook for me.

What I never expected was that when I came the next day, he was cooking, and what he was cooking was sweet and sour pork.

I asked Zhou Hanzhang: "Mr. Zhou, did you do this because of what I said yesterday?"

"No." He said, "This dish is not for you."

Not for me?Then why are you handing me chopsticks?

A duplicity man, I almost fainted from laughing at him.

For several days after that, I cooked at Zhou Hanzhang’s house every day at noon and night, and the frequency of his going down the mountain to buy vegetables soared. I am very sorry for this.

So, at the end of the week, I decided to pay a little for food.

Zhou Hanzhang said: "Not enough."

"Huh?" I gave him 200 yuan a week, isn't that enough?

"Gas money for buying vegetables, processing, and going down the mountain," Zhou Hanzhang said, "You still owe me money for medical expenses and borrowing books, and 200 yuan is not enough."

I finally realized that compared with him, my previous ingenuity did not deserve to be called insatiable.

"That's over, I can't afford it." I put 200 yuan into my pocket and said to him jokingly, "Why don't I promise you with my body."

Zhou Hanzhang stared at me and said, "No."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-11-1306:54:00~2020-11-1408:12:25期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who cast the landmines: Happy face all my life, Porridge Changan, Boss Xi’s dog leg, moonuna_chen, Cangji’s Xiaojinglin 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of ddkui; 6 bottles of Salange; 2 bottles of the cat in the well; 1 bottle of Boss Xi’s dog leg;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!