a winter fire

06

I'm actually a professional in the matter of making meals. When I was a child, I made meals at my neighbor's house, and when I grew up, I spent money at my tutor's house. But I never thought that I would be able to get Zhou Hanzhang's meal one day.

To be honest, his cooking taste is really good, but eating with him makes me feel very uncomfortable.One is because the atmosphere is subtle, and I always feel that he is going to throw me out with the bowl in the next second, and the other is that I am too embarrassed to eat too much. Dare to take a bite.

This meal made me feel anxious, but I was still complained about.

He said, "Didn't you eat the cake?"

Do you think I eat too much?

I laughed awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

He walked back with the empty bowls and plates, and I followed him and offered to ask: "Let me do the dishes."

"No need." He said, "I'm afraid you will fall on me."

This man's mouth is really poisonous.

I don't need it, I just don't want to wash the dishes.

I stood aside and watched him clean up. This man has to light a cigarette every time he washes the dishes.

I watched him clean up, and I kept thinking about how to have an in-depth communication with him. However, this teacher Zhou didn't give me a chance to have an in-depth communication. Just like the air, he returned to his room without looking sideways.

As for me, he shut the door again.

This time it was okay, this time they locked me in the yard and didn't kick me out.

This is the first time I have entered this courtyard. In fact, this place is quite good, and it can barely be called a paradise.

According to the team leader, Zhou Hanzhang’s family owns this mountain. The only house is about [-] square meters in total. It has convenient water and electricity, but there is no internet.

Speaking of this, not only is there no network, even the mobile phone signal is negligible.

But it's really a good place for creative people, it's quiet, and when you stay here, no one bothers you - except me.

I'm still here to bother Zhou Hanzhang.

The door of his room was closed, and I didn't dare to knock, so I could only walk around in the yard by myself and look around.

The yard is huge, and there are many rooms, one next to the other, and I don't know what each room is used for.

Winter is very cold, the wind is howling, there is a fruit tree in his yard, and he doesn't know what kind of fruit it is growing.

In addition to fruit trees, there are stone tables and benches, the environment is still very good.

I was like a paparazzi who came in to spy on other people's lives. I turned around and finally ran to the corner to squat in the cold.

It's really miserable, who would have thought that I would be able to do this for a job?

But I'm very scheming, I have to let Zhou Hanzhang know that I haven't left yet, and it's very cold now.

I deliberately squatted under his window, sneezing vigorously, and pretending to cough vigorously.

Who doesn't know how to sell miserably?

Uncles who engage in art should be quite soft-hearted.

In the end, I still overestimated Zhou Hanzhang's humanity, he has no humanity at all.

After my 31st cough, he pushed open the window and looked down impatiently at me with a cigarette in his mouth.

I was ecstatic inside, thinking he was going to invite me into the house, but instead he said, "You're disturbing me."

"... Teacher Zhou, I'm sorry."

"If you know you're sorry, go quickly." He said, "I won't buy vegetables today, and no one will give you a ride down the mountain."

And then he closed the window, so mercilessly, so cruelly, it was really sad.

I squatted outside his window for a while, remembering the song I often heard when I was a child: Tonight I came out of your window again...

I'm so annoying.

Before I froze, I finally gave up struggling and stood up grabbing his window sill.

My legs were already numb from squatting, and I, who was teetering in the cold wind, finally tasted the bitterness of life.

I have always been a lazy person. I have never cared about anything except studying hard since I was a child. I even went with the flow when I was admitted to university and graduate school, and I never worked hard for anything.

No energy, no fighting spirit.

To put it bluntly, it is called "Buddha system", but to put it bluntly, it is unambitious and lazy.

Maybe this time I was really stimulated, staring at Zhou Hanzhang's window is like staring at the enemy's head, I really want to shoot it.

Of course, I'm a law-abiding citizen, there's no way I'd blow his head off.

However, I can conquer him in other ways.

Once the waste wood's fighting spirit starts to burn, it is really out of control.

I squeezed my numb leg, and knocked on Zhou Hanzhang's window.

"Teacher Zhou," I said, "the way down the mountain is quite difficult. I have to catch the bus before dark."

Zhou Hanzhang ignored me.

"Mr. Zhou, then I'll go first and come to visit you tomorrow."

Zhou Hanzhang still ignored me.

"Teacher Zhou……"

Before I could finish my sentence, the window opened and a cigarette butt popped out.

Zhou Hanzhang stared at me expressionlessly in the room: "Hurry up, it's too noisy."

What is colder than winter in the north?

It was Zhou Hanzhang.

It's my broken heart.

"Goodbye, Teacher Zhou," I waved at him, "See you tomorrow, Teacher Zhou."

I don't believe it, an iron pestle can be ground into a needle, I still can't deal with you, a sloppy middle-aged man?

I turned around and left, and immediately placed an order for a second-hand electric bicycle when I got back. The next day I knocked on Zhou Hanzhang's door again.

"Mr. Zhou, my battery car is out of battery, can I charge it at your home?"

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-10-2408:11:26~2020-10-2508:28:54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 threw mines: [Xu] ABM, Jing Jiang, Yunwaishu, moonuna_chen, Xiang Bei, Congee Chang'an 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：斑驳光阴36瓶；苍霁家的净霖10瓶；恪恪酿的草莓酒9瓶；世纪鱼、林晞辰5瓶；【徐】ABM1瓶；

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