Self-salvation of a cheap substitute

"You are all here." Wang Miao smiled.

"That's right, of course we have to do good things together." Jiang Tingyun smiled.

"Yes, who is this?" Zhao Kai looked at Fu Xizhou and asked.

"He is..." Wang Miao was momentarily at a loss for words.

"Friend." Fu Xizhou didn't let the silence last too long, and hurriedly rescued Wang Miao.

"That's right." Wang Miao nodded.

"Oh!" Zhao Kai nodded meaningfully.

"Xiao Miao, come to eat noodles." The boss called out.

"Okay, let's go, go eat noodles." Wang Miao shook Fu Xizhou's arm.

"Yeah." Fu Xizhou nodded his head.

Speaking from conscience, the noodles are actually just ordinary noodles, and they are not much better than other restaurants. It's just that Wang Miao ate here for the first meal after coming to Pingcheng alone, so Wang Miao is very fond of this noodle restaurant. I have feelings. At that time, the prices were not as high as they are now. You can buy a bowl of noodles with a lot of beef for six yuan.

Wang Miao remembered that when he came to Pingcheng, it was the chilly spring time. He ordered a bowl of noodle soup and added a lot of spicy peppers. At that time, Wang Miao was as dirty as if he had rolled out of the mud. He was a child who ran away from home because of dissatisfaction, and he urged Wang Miao to go home as soon as possible after eating noodles, so as not to worry his parents.

What the boss said made Wang Miao remember him, and what he said made the noodle shop owner remember it to the present. At that time, the travel-stained Wang Miao said lightly-"I am an orphan, and the place where I am is my own home. ".

Looking at the stubborn young man in front of him, the owner of the noodle shop cooked a dish for Wang Miao again with red eyes. There were vegetables and meat, and they didn’t charge for it. The red sauce, with the smell of pot gas, is exactly the same as the dishes made by his father in Wang Miao's memory.

Wang Miao said that he would remember this meal for the rest of his life.

After that, one of Wang Miao's three meals a day would always be settled at this noodle restaurant, sometimes by himself, sometimes with friends, rain or shine, until that dark day came.

Wang Miao was holding the noodle bowl, as if to take the mobile phone, he asked, "How much are the two bowls in total, uncle."

The boss gave a "tsk", pretending to be unhappy, and said, "Every time you come here, you will solicit business for me, and I will pay you a salary. I have to count the money for these two bowls of noodles. Are you separated from my uncle? Count me as a gift for you, if it’s not enough, continue to add more, and add a piece of ham sausage for you.”

Wang Miao looked at Fu Xizhou's expression with a little complacency, as if he was saying, yes, I didn't lie to you, Fu Xizhou scratched his head and said, "You are really amazing."

Wang Miao and Zhao Kai asked Jiang Tingyun to say hello, then squatted at the door of the store with a bowl in their hands, stirred the noodles, stuffed a big mouthful into their mouths, and sighed contentedly.

Fu Xizhou also came over with a bowl in his arms. He squatted beside Wang Miao and asked, "Aren't there seats in the shop? Why do you squat here to eat?"

Wang Miao smiled, and he gave Fu Xizhou the ham sausage in the bowl, looked back at Zhao Kai who was busy again, and said, "What is this? A lot, in order to distribute more leaflets, I will buy a bowl of noodles and squat next to the trash can, so that I can spend less time throwing out the garbage. A bucket of instant noodles costs 100 yuan, and the round-trip fare costs 190 yuan. I can save [-] yuan a day, and I work part-time every day. I am not used to eating without squatting.”

Fu Xizhou listened to Wang Miao's narration silently. He didn't know how to answer the words for a while. He actually didn't know what a hundred and ten dollars could do, because in his world, such a number was just a fraction to him. But he knew that those days for Wang Miao must be very hard.

Wang Miao took a sip of the noodle soup, then smiled and said, "You're alright, the place I live in is much better than I was back then. My first house in Pingcheng was only seven square meters, and it was a room converted from someone else's kitchen. There was a bed, a wardrobe, There is only one suitcase left, but at that time, I had to do many jobs as soon as I opened my eyes, and I just wanted to sleep when I came back, and I didn’t have any requirements for the room.”

Fu Xizhou nodded.

Wang Miao picked up the noodles with chopsticks and blew them, and whispered: "Actually, I know that no matter what, I can't buy a house of my own in Pingcheng. It's meaningless to work hard, but these people seem to be meaningless." Things are the normal state of life, right, life is a collection of these bits and pieces, meaningless time put together."

Fu Xizhou was taken aback, and murmured: "I think you are quite talented..."

Wang Miao smiled, and said proudly: "If I hadn't dropped out of school at that time, probably it would not be difficult to be a champion of liberal arts in Wutong City. Maybe I could come to Pingcheng to study at a university, go to work in a big company, and live a normal life. office life."

Fu Xizhou felt a little uncomfortable, and he asked, "Then do you regret that you didn't study hard before?"

Wang Miao said frankly: "Regret, I have asked myself this question many times, I really regret it, but for me, dropping out of school may be the best way out, you know, I have an older brother."

Fu Xizhou shook his head: "I don't know, you haven't told me."

Wang Miao simply sat on the side of the road, looked up at the narrow sky divided by the alley, and said sadly: "I have an older brother, and my uncles and aunts treat them very well, such as making fish or ribs. Uncles and aunts won’t serve it on the table before I go home. I only have the dish in front of me. I know they hate me. They never gave me a smile. Be kind to me, I know they expect me to be admitted to university to make them look good, but after all, I don’t have the same surname as my uncle, my admission to university is just a capital for them to show off to the neighbors, my tuition, living expenses, and even more basic things They will definitely not give me the bus ticket."

Fu Xizhou muttered: "You think too badly of people..."

Wang Miao shook his head: "Why not? After all, I will never have the same surname as my uncle. After he refused my aunt's request to change my surname, I knew that he would never be my father, but my uncle. No one wants to take money to support other people's college students, so I dropped out of school and everyone is happy."

Fu Xizhou bit his lips, and asked again: "Then you have been out for so many years, have they not looked for you?"

Wang Miao thought for a while, then nodded: "Yes, I borrowed money, saying that my aunt was sick, and I remitted 15 to them. This was the savings I earned in Shenhai City, but I found out later that they were just I just want to buy a house for my brother, the money is considered as my salary to them, and then I changed the number."

Fu Xizhou was a little surprised.

Wang Miao lit a cigarette, looked at Fu Xizhou's surprised expression, hesitant to speak, and said with a half-smile: "What's the matter, I can't believe that I used to be very expensive, or I can't believe that I am not a person who regards money as his life." ?”

Fu Xizhou's mind was punctured, and he said awkwardly: "Wang Miao, I may have been blind in the past, and actually imagined you as a boy who deliberately imitated Chu Jiachen for Jiang Lin's money. I'm sorry."

Wang Miao exhaled smoke, pretending to be magnanimous and said: "It's nothing, Master Fu's means of retaliation are nothing more than that."

Fu Xizhou said sternly: "I'm sorry Wang Miao, I did a lot of excessive things to you before, and I took revenge on you for Chu Jiachen's sake. I was wrong."

Wang Miao didn't stop looking at Fu Xizhou at the beginning, and said softly: "There is no need to talk about the past, what will you do next without Mrs. Fu, go to work?"

Fu Xizhou scratched his head: "Try it, if you apply for a designer, you should pass it."

Wang Miao nodded: "Then you have to be careful."

Fu Xizhou was puzzled and asked, "Why should I be more careful?"

Wang Miao pinched his earlobe and said seriously: "Gu's establishment of Gu's Design Group is not good news for the design company in Pingcheng. You are the head of Fu's and a very talented Maybe some design company would want to use you, but if I were Gu Yi, I would definitely not let you shine in the position you are familiar with. At present, there are few groups that dare to tear themselves apart from Gu. Very few, if Gu Yi had notified the industry in advance that you were not allowed to hire you, in order not to conflict with Gu for the time being, your road to job hunting may be very long, and maybe Gu Yi will let you go, but hell Seeing that the little ghost is difficult to deal with, maybe there will be someone who wants to please Gu Yi and drive you out of Pingcheng."

Fu Xizhou frowned, he didn't quite agree with Wang Miao's words, he said: "No way, I'm already like this, they won't want to beat the dog in the water, right?"

Wang Miao flicked the cigarette butt away, and said with a smile, "In some respects, I know your cousin better than you. He always kills those who are worthless. Businessmen are like this."

Fu Xizhou seemed to understand, he nodded, and said: "What about you, what are your plans, continue to go back to work, then you will meet Jiang Lin, I understand his temper as a hypocrite, he will definitely do it openly and secretly Fuck you, that's right. What did he tell you, you don't look very good after listening to it."

Wang Miao rubbed his hands: "It's nothing, it's just that I won't be allowed to go back to work, he won't let me go, I will go anyway, if I don't go to work, will he support me or you will support me?"

Fu Xizhou whispered: "It's not impossible for me to support you..."

Wang Miao curled his lips: "Come on, it's hard for you to support yourself now, but you still have to support me. You still think you are the young master of the Fu family, and you will brag."

Fu Xizhou immediately retorted: "Why can't it, it's definitely possible, and it won't take long for me to snatch Mrs. Fu back, believe it or not!"

Wang Miao picked out his ears, rolled his eyes helplessly, and flattered him, "I believe it."