Dead after eight years [rebirth]

Hearing the little monkey's answer, Cheng Shuibei was a little surprised: "Why do you want to open a big bookstore?"

"Grandma said that being a person requires self-motivation. She wanted to open a big supermarket when she sold vegetables. When I was an apprentice, I wanted to open a big studio. Now that we are opening a newsstand, the next step is to work hard to open a big bookstore!"

The little monkey imagined the future with great anticipation, and made big circle gestures with his hands.His dream was too simple, so simple that Cheng Shuibei couldn't refute it.

"Okay, let's listen to you, let's open a big bookstore, and when we have money, we can open a big supermarket, a big studio, and do big business!"

The two clenched their fists and bumped into each other, shouting loudly, with high fighting spirit.

Going home at night, Cheng Shuibei really thought about it.

At first, he stayed in the newsstand just for shelter, but after old man Zhang left the stand, he naturally left it to him. Cheng Shuibei really didn't think about how long he would work in the newsstand, or what he would do in the future.

Although there are three years left in the newsstand contract, he cannot sell newspapers for the rest of his life.What the little monkey said inspired Cheng Shuibei, and it was time to think about the future.

The insurance compensation plus what Cheng Wenqiu left behind is almost 100 million. Cheng Shuibei saved it for his brother. Cheng Nan is so smart. In the future, he will go to high school, go to university, go abroad, work, and marry a wife. where the money is used.

And what Cheng Shuibei earned from Zhou Xingzhan, excluding his father's medical treatment, left a total of [-] to [-] yuan, which is enough for him to change a job, or, as the little monkey said, to set up a storefront.

At the dinner table, Cheng Shuibei talked about it.

"Uncle Zhang's stall is a bit small. I'm thinking of setting up a shop nearby and doing some business. What do you think?"

While picking up the rice in the bowl, Cheng Shuibei sneaked a glance at Zhang Ci'an who was sitting opposite.

Zhang Ci'an doesn't live with them at night, but in order to reduce travel time, he eats lunch and dinner here, takes a nap on the sofa after lunch, and sometimes comes to study on weekends.

Most of the time, he and Cheng Shuibei are like two strangers. Although they are under the same roof, they don’t speak for a long time. Is the person next to him really Zhang Ci'an?

Cheng Shuibei would not take the initiative to talk to Zhang Cian, and most of the time they discussed Cheng Nan, and Zhang Cian was the same, as if Cheng Shuibei didn't want to, he didn't even have to show up.They lived in peace and had nothing to do with each other, except for Zhang Cian's unshakable "good night" before going home every day.

Cheng Shuibei knew what he was hiding, but he didn't know what Zhang Cian was hiding.

"I have no objection." Cheng Nan said holding up his chopsticks.

After Cheng Nanxu is twelve years old, the child grows up fast, since Cheng Wenqiu left, he speaks a lot less, most of the time he stays by himself, and occasionally learns something from Zhang Ci'an, calm like a little adult same.

Cheng Shuibei felt that his elder brother and Mr. Zhang were getting more and more alike, probably because geniuses all look alike.

And he is the only "stupid" in the family, with the lowest IQ, and is looked down upon by others.

"Stupid" bowed his head to drink the soup, and the other genius took the initiative to express his opinion after a long absence: "I agree, what do you want to do?"

"I haven't thought about it yet," Cheng Shuibei said.

After Zhang Ci'an finished eating, his napkin posture was as elegant as if he was attending a palace banquet.

Mr. Zhang said: "Why don't you open a bookstore."

It turned out to be exactly the same as what the little monkey said. Could it be that a bug was really installed on him? Cheng Shuibei subconsciously touched his waist, thinking that if Zhang Cian engaged in wiretapping, he would probably do it on his waist.

"If you open a bookstore, you can continue to use the sources of newsstands. The blind bag model should have a bigger market near the school. Isn't Zhou Xingzhan's magazine recently considering publishing a booklet? You can ask him I think it's a good opportunity."

Zhang Ci'an stood up calmly.

"I've finished eating, let's go first."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Zhang took his clothes and went out, not even leaving Cheng Shuibei time for discussion and discussion.

But a genius is a genius. In a few sentences, he has thought about his future and his future.

——Using the supply of newsstands and Zhou Xingzhan's contacts, he opened a bookstore near the school.

The next day, Cheng Shuibei studied all day.

He thought about it, and with the lessons learned from Cheng's small courtyard, it's better to set up a store by himself, and renting a house is not a long-term solution.

The commercial street opposite Chengnan School in the west of the city has a good location and a stable source of tourists. The only downside is that the place is too small, not much bigger than a newsstand.

The facade of the new school district in the east of the city is big and spacious, but it has not yet been developed, and it is extremely expensive. Cheng Shuibei's budget is enough to buy a facade.

After Cheng Shuibei's calculations, he can only scrape together 7 yuan at most now, and after deducting the store decoration expenses, there is really not much money left. If it doesn't work, he has to borrow it from his brother.

After much deliberation, the best choice is a compromise, a second-hand shop in the middle of the lot, close to home, the location is okay, and the price is not too outrageous.

Cheng Shuibei read all the housing advertisements in all the newspapers on the stall, not missing even the cracks.In the afternoon, taking advantage of the lack of people, he even went to the Internet cafe to rent a machine for two yuan. He searched everywhere on second-hand websites that were not prosperous in that small place, but he really found one.

Coincidentally, the location of the store is just opposite to the city high school, and at the gate of the community where Cheng Shuibei lives now.

Being too close to Zhang Ci'an, the chances of meeting with the embarrassing meeting when looking down and not looking up increased again. Cheng Shuibei was a little hesitant at first, but he called the shopkeeper and asked the owner's psychological price was only 7 yuan, so he immediately made an appointment to see the house.

After all, Cheng Shuibei's other alternatives were all around 10 yuan. If he hadn't had to, he didn't want to touch the money his father left his brother.

The next day, Cheng Shuibei took the little monkey to see the house happily on his newly bought little e-donkey.

It was a big brother who received them.

The eldest brother said that he originally opened a grocery store, and his parents were getting old in the country, so he wanted to sell the shop and open a small shop in his hometown to take care of the two elders.

Cheng Shuibei looked at the house while chatting with people.

The shop has two floors. The upper floor can be used as a living room or as a warehouse. The downstairs is the storefront. The eldest brother said that if Cheng Shuibei needs it, the ready-made shelves and cabinets in the store will be packaged and sold together, and the wind wallet is 500 yuan.

Cheng Shuibei was quite satisfied, that's why his decoration budget was gone, and he had to use his brother's money.

"Brother, how about this, I will leave you a contact information, I will go back to discuss with my family, and I will reply to you the day after tomorrow at the latest. If I want, I will give you cash."

Cheng Shuibei thought about it, but decided to stretch it.This place is an old house, harder to sell than others.Another day's delay, coupled with the attractive conditions of his cash settlement, maybe the elder brother who is in a hurry to go home can give in a little more.

After all, the little monkey is young, so it's useless to come here, just rely on his physique to support Cheng Shuibei, let him nod and never shake his head, and he doesn't say a word.

It was almost dinner time, Cheng Shuibei didn't plan to go back to open the door, but he had to send the little monkey back first.As a result, because of him, Cheng Shuibei's small eDonkey ran out of electricity and went on strike halfway.

The two of them could only go back on foot. Cheng Shuibei was pushing the tram and was joking with the little monkey that he should exercise more to lose weight in the future, but the little fat man refused to leave.

"What are you doing? If you take two extra steps, you'll lose weight. There's only one street left. Why are you still kicking?"

Cheng Shuibei turned his head to scold the little monkey, but found that the little fat man seemed quite serious.

The little monkey said solemnly: "Brother Bei, I seem to hear someone crying, and it's still a woman."

Cheng Shuibei listened to it, and it seemed that there really was one.

The weak crying was covered by the sound of traffic, if it weren't for the little monkey's good ears, it might not be able to hear it.

Xiao Cheng tied the little eDonkey to the side of the road, and the two began to search for it after hearing the sound.

He used to be a legal practitioner and was particularly sensitive to such voices.Abduction, domestic violence, abandonment... who knows what the crying girl is going through.

"Brother Bei, this way!" The little monkey found it first, and beckoned Cheng Shuibei to go over.

In the secret place of the roadside flower bed, a long-haired girl in her early twenties was crouching on the ground holding a pile of something and crying.

Cheng Shuibei clenched his fists to cheer himself up, stepped forward and asked softly, "Girl, have you encountered any difficulties?"

His sudden appearance startled the girl, she hurriedly got up with her things in her arms, and took a few steps back.

The makeup on her face was all crying, it must be something very sad.

Cheng Shuibei's thin body looked fine, but when the little monkey stepped forward, his general appearance frightened people into alertness.

"You guys, don't come here, I... I have a stick!" The girl picked up a branch from the ground and waved it in front of her chest, hoping to frighten anyone who came.

Cheng Shuibei hurriedly pulled the little monkey back, and explained again and again: "We are not bad people. If you pass by here and hear you crying, come and have a look. If you have any difficulties, you can tell us. If it doesn't work, go home quickly, God It's getting dark and it's dangerous outside."

The girl sobbed and didn't cry out again, but she still held the stick tightly in her hand.

Seeing that what he said had an effect, Cheng Shuibei struck while the iron was hot: "Don't be afraid, I'm a lawyer, and I won't do anything illegal."

Xu Shi's status as a lawyer was reassuring, and the girl finally put down the stick in her hand, and instead crouched back with something in her arms.

"So what about lawyers...what about lawyers, men don't have a good thing, men can only lie to women!"

Cheng Shuibei's few words unexpectedly evoked a bigger reaction from her. She was just sobbing softly, but now she is crying loudly.

The girl was crying all the time, Cheng Shuibei was afraid that she would let him cry, and he was afraid that he would not be believed if he spoke rashly, so he thought for a while and said, "I am that... the same. My partner likes it."

He wanted to say that he was a dead gay, a little shou, a friend of women, to reassure the girl, but after trying several times, he didn't say the words that spoiled him, and he changed it to a less euphemistic one.

Sure enough, the girl raised her head to look at him, doubtful, tears streaming down her face.

"Your partner, do you have a lover?"

Little Monkey is still an innocent little boy, he doesn't know what "same" and "on top" mean, so he misses the point.

Cheng Shuibei's words have come to this point, so he just gave up on himself: "Yes, my wife is an old professor who is old-fashioned and can't kick a fart with three feet. Why are you asking about this?"

When he uttered this secret gossip, the girl stopped crying.

Seeing this, Cheng Shuibei quickly handed over a tissue and waited on him.

"I'll go, professor, you do it all, teacher-student love, you." The little monkey's mind turned slowly, and he still missed the point for a long time. When he asked this question, his mouth really opened up like a monkey.

Cheng Shuibei was coaxing people here, and was interrupted repeatedly, so he kicked him angrily: "Fuck off, I'm not a student at his school, and besides, he was still a hairless virgin when I slept with him!"

"Oh."

After the little monkey was kicked, his mind cleared up for a while, and he withdrew to the side, aggrieved.

When Cheng Shuibei thought he was finally clean enough to ask the girl what happened, the little monkey suddenly yelled again.

"Brother Bei, why is that person on the side of the road looking at you all the time!"

Cheng Shuibei looked to the side of the road when he heard the sound, and there was a luxury car parked a few steps away.

Standing next to the familiar car was someone Cheng Shuibei knew better.

As long as Zhang Ci'an is not deaf, he will definitely be able to hear what he said.

The author has something to say:

The scene of Xiao Cheng's Xinshe death.Hahahaha, in fact, the earliest arrangement of this clip was before Zhang Daxie exploded, and I wrote it to practice my hands and adjust my mood when I wrote the last book (Weibo fans can still see the original version now, it is more immature and more social death)

The clip is later today, if nothing else, it will be tomorrow at 0:[-].Rounding up and down.Thank you for your support, don't cry, eat chewing gum, I promise it's very sweet!