three thousand darlings

When Gu Chongchong opened his eyes, it was already dark outside, his stomach was empty, and he sang a song unwilling to be lonely.

Pa——The room was suddenly bright as day.

He rubbed his stomach and looked through the money in his pocket. The total amount was less than 40 yuan, but since he had eaten the steak, he no longer had a cold for instant noodles.Picking up the coat, closing the door, and sighing helplessly, is this the slightest sorrow.

"Uncle, give me a curry fried rice." Gu Chongchong entered a snack bar and sat down at a random place.

After ten o'clock in the evening, everyone went to bed. Except for those who work late or come out all night, the business in the store is very deserted. Now only Gu Chongchong is alone, and the TV on the cabinet is still talking unwillingly What.

"Oh—it's pets, or curry and fried rice." The boss is a 50-[-]-year-old man from the Northeast, with a simple and honest style unique to the Northeast.

"Yes, Uncle put some chopped green onion for me." He is a regular customer here, and when he doesn't want to eat noodles, he goes here to eat a bowl of fried rice.

"okay."

Gu Chongchong sat on the seat bored, not knowing what to do.Suddenly remembered about the demolition, "Uncle, we are about to demolish."

"Yes, did the people who demolished the company go to your house?" The boss brought him the rice and sat opposite him.This kid is sensible and sweet, and he still likes him very much.

"Hmm... I drove it away." Pulled the plate, scooped up a spoonful, put it near his mouth and let it cool slowly.

"This is originally a suburb, but I heard that it has been planned. Over the years, houses have been built and demolished, demolished and rebuilt, and they can't last for a few years. However, there is no upper limit for housing prices these days, and the pressure on loans is heavy. Heavy, if you have a child, you may not even be able to get out the money for milk powder, alas..."

Gu Chongchong held the spoon in his mouth, lowered his head, and replied vaguely, "Mmm... yes."

Prosperity is always built on countless dust, so they always have a natural expression on their faces, without any guilt.And those trampled dust can only look up to the prosperity they have shaped, and look down on them condescendingly.

Life in the army is simply not the same as it is here, and maybe that's the reality.If you make a mistake in the army, you will be locked up in confinement, listen to the political commissar's instructor chanting scriptures, and write self-criticism. Although your life is boring and boring, you don't need to worry about the issue of firewood, rice, oil, and salt.But once a person has a sense of crisis, he is always forced to grow up, and he cannot continue to be decadent like this.

"Uncle, can you help me find a job?" Gu Chongchong asked hesitantly while holding the spoon.

"Your child is underage. Recruiting child labor is against the law. If it is really difficult, uncle will lend you some." The boss lit a cigarette and said with a smile.

"Uncle, I'm 20 years old." Gu Chongchong shook his head, he had heard too many questions like this, and almost everyone who heard about his age had to ask this question.

"Look at you, you are only fifteen or sixteen years old. Are you twenty years old?" The boss looked surprised, and looked at his immature face with an expression of disbelief.

"Yes." Gu Chongchong had an innocent look on his face. Once when he was performing a mission, he heard from their teacher that with Gu Chongchong's handsome face that resembled Tianshan Child Elder, let him go.He was almost beaten to death. "I just got out of the army this year."

"Ah—it's still the People's Liberation Army." The boss said reverently. The soldiers are the sacred place that cannot be violated in the hearts of the people, and the strongest fortress in the hearts of the people.

"Uh... ah, yes." Gu Chongchong blushed, scratched his head, and laughed foolishly. Every time at this time, he felt that being a soldier was a very proud thing.

"Okay, it's up to the uncle to find a job." The boss said boldly, patting his chest.

"Well, thank you, uncle." Gu Chongchong smiled gratefully, pawing at the rice on the plate vigorously. "Uncle, I'm done eating, I'll give you the money."

"No need, this meal is my uncle's invitation to you." The boss didn't take it, and postponed.

"Uncle, this is a small business, how can I not give money. I have to trouble Uncle to find me a job." Gu Chongchong smiled and stuffed the money into his arms, and waved his hand, "Uncle, I Let's go." Turning around and running out of the snack bar.

Gu Chongchong walked briskly on the road, and happily hummed a little song.

Suddenly, with a force in his hand, he was pulled down uncontrollably, his eyes widened suddenly, what happened?The next moment, it hit a hard chest.Gu Chongchong clutched his forehead, tearing from the pain, glaring at the culprit angrily, "Fuck, what are you doing."

"Shut up." Yang Xi immediately covered his mouth with his hand, and looked around nervously.

Gu Chongchong grabbed his wrist and twisted it hard, Yang Xi's face was contorted in pain, and the other hand had to cover his mouth to prevent him from making a sound.

There was a rush of footsteps from outside the crack, "Have you found the young master?"

"No."

"Go again, look over there."

"Yes."

The footsteps gradually faded away, and then Gu Chongchong let go of Yang Xi, "If I go out and shout, what do you think will happen?"

Yang Xi rubbed his wrist, and he relaxed. "you dare."

"Hmph." Gu Chongchong stood up and patted the dust on his buttocks. Just as he was about to leave, someone grabbed his sleeve.Looking along the line of sight, what came into my eyes was a pitiful large dog, with its ears pulled up and its eyes like tear bubbles opened.There were three black lines on Gu Chongchong's head. How could this expression be so familiar? He felt a chill in his heart. He slapped his hand away, gathered his coat, turned his head and left.

Yang Xi followed behind him without saying a word.

"How long are you going to stay with me, don't follow me." Gu Chongchong turned his head and yelled at him, walked a few more steps, and growled, "Didn't I tell you not to follow me?"

"Chong Chong." Yang Xi called out mournfully.

"Fuck, follow me again, believe it or not, I will beat you." Gu Chongchong raised his fist and threatened.

Yang Xi looked at his back and didn't follow him.

When Gu Chongchong turned his head, he found that his face was lonely, and the bright yellow street lamps couldn't warm him, so he couldn't help but shouted at him, "What are you doing stupidly? Why don't you follow up quickly." After speaking, he wanted to slap himself twice, It's none of his business, why is he soft-hearted.

With a stinky face, he led Yang Xi in, and sat in front of the computer with an unhappy expression.

As soon as Yang Xi entered the door, he was shocked by the scene of his house being as messy as a garbage dump. He opened and closed his mouth, not knowing what to say, so he could only smile dryly, "Hehehe... Your house really has a sense of art."

"Humph—" Gu Chongchong didn't answer, his eyes were still on the screen, and he didn't lift his eyelids.

The ground was full of snack packaging bags, and there were a few empty drink bottles, socks and underwear everywhere. Yang Xi was speechless, admiring him so much that he could make the room like this.

Goo——Passing his stomach, Yang Xi carefully crossed the obstacle and went straight to the refrigerator at home.He really couldn't expect anything from him, the refrigerator was empty except for a few packets of instant noodles.

"Chong Chong, I'm hungry." Yang Xi was crying, he didn't want instant noodles.

"I'm not hungry, I'm not stressed." Gu Chongchong said calmly, raising the corners of his mouth.

"Hun Dan, I'm hungry, I'm hungry..." Yang Xi let out a mournful howl, and a pillow greeted him.

"It's so noisy, shut up." Gu Chongchong picked up the pillow beside him and threw it over. "Go and eat."

"They haven't left yet, so I won't go down." Yang Xi walked over and sat cross-legged on the bed.

"That's called takeaway." Gu Chongchong answered casually.

"That's right." Yang Xi suddenly realized, clenched his left hand into a fist on his right palm, and rummaged around for his phone. "Where's your phone?"

"On the coat."

Yang Xi took the mobile phone and asked him, "How much is the takeaway number?"

"It's in the communication log, find it yourself."

Yang Xi flipped through the pages, and suddenly said, "Is there any KFC?"

"It should be, you can find it yourself, don't ask me." Gu Chongchong said impatiently.

"Oh oh..." Yang Xi responded casually, found the number and dialed it.

Han Qilu was flipping through the documents, looking at today's meeting report, the phone on the table vibrated a few times and then rang.Looking at the caller ID, it turned out to be Gu Chongchong. "Hello."

"Miss, I want a takeaway family bucket, the address is xx district, xx road." Yang Xi turned her head and asked him, "what's the number?"

"number 341."

"Oh yes, No. 341, xx community, xx road."

Han Qilu frowned, and called out "Yang Xi" coldly. How could he be at Gu Chongchong's house.

When Yang Xi heard that voice, she was so frightened that she almost dropped her phone, no way, it was... it was... Uncle Han's voice, and she handed the phone to Gu Chongchong, "You pick it up."

"What are you doing?" Gu Chongchong looked puzzled, but he just ordered a meal, as for this. "Hello."

"Gu Chongchong." The cold voice called out without warmth.

Gu Chongchong was startled, and subconsciously pressed the end button.He looked at him blankly, and then burst into an earth-shattering roar, "It's not good for you to hit someone, why should you call him. Damn."

"How do I know it's him?" Yang Xi was very innocent, because their phone numbers were so close, she accidentally pressed the wrong number.