Chapter 57 Chapter 57 “Yes.”

After returning from Jingshu Mountain, Qiao Zhuo shoved the key from under the flowerpot at Tan Du. Boss Tan took it and weighed it in his hand: "I have my own key."

"Give it back to me." Qiao Zhuo glared at him.

"Okay." Tan Du grabbed his hand and wrote "091623" on his palm.

"What do you mean?" Qiao Zhuo curled up a finger.

"The password to my door." Tan Duhui.

"What's 23?"

"The day you picked up the blanket." Tan Du looked at him and said.

"Oh." Qiao Zhuoyi coughed lightly the day they first met. "I'm hungry."

"I'll do it, quickly." Tan Du kissed the corner of his lips.

Qiao Zhuoyi was lying at the table waiting for his meal, scrolling through his phone out of boredom.

Qiao Yuyi sent a message asking if the shower gel needed to be restocked. Qiao Zhuo glanced at the box next to him and saw that Boss Tan's things had been taken out one by one and placed in the corresponding places, including the bottle of shower gel from last night, which should be his usual brand and also had grapefruit flavor.

Not Xiao Qiao: [No need.]

Qiao Yuyi: [Not this time or never in the future?]

Not Xiao Qiao: [No need for that in the future.]

Qiao Yuyi called immediately: "What do you mean? Break up?"

"What do you mean by breaking up?" Qiao Zhuo's chin kept hitting the table while he spoke. There was an extra dish on the table. A hand supported his chin and scratched it with his fingers.

When Qiao Zhuo made a gesture to bite, the hand did not retract but moved forward.

He smiled, showed Tan Du his phone screen, and continued, "When is my brother-in-law free?"

"Let me talk to you about serious matters!" Qiao Yuyi shouted. "Don't talk about anything else."

"Didn't you say you were going to cook?" Qiao Zhuoyi asked, "Why don't you bring people here and eat what you cook?"

There was a strange silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds. When Qiao Zhuoyi heard her scream, he decisively hung up the phone.

After a while, the other party sent another message: [Come over this weekend! ]

Qiao Zhuo glanced at Tan Du, who smiled and nodded. Qiao Zhuo replied "OK".

Tan Du filled his bowl with rice and said, "Mr. Liang hasn't been invited to dinner yet."

"His friend is coming over to get a tattoo in a while."

"Which day?" Tan Du asked.

"It's not decided yet," Qiao Zhuo looked at him suspiciously, "Do you have something to ask him?"

"I just want to eat mutton and drink some wine." Tan Du said lightly.

He still holds a grudge. Qiao Zhuo tutted and said, "After Christmas, there's New Year's Day. Do you still have time for this?"

"It will take a while." Tan Duhui.

Qiao Zhuoyi reminded him: "Have you forgotten Dian Heng?"

Just as he finished speaking, Tan Du's cell phone rang. He took a look and saw that there was a real grudge in his eyes.

Ginkgo leaves rustled all over the ground, and a few chirping birds were perched on the bare branches. Then someone's cat meowed a few times, and the birds suddenly flew up and landed at the snack shop that smelled of sweet potatoes.

Xiao Luo held the hot sweet potato in his hand and stamped his feet with a hissing sound. On the other hand, Si Mo next to him was scraping the sweet potato with a small spoon. There was no stain on his hands. He ate it very politely, as if he was holding a small cake.

"Our Mo Mo is still elegant." Zhou Jue put his hand on her shoulder, and Si Mo scooped a spoonful and handed it to her.

Zhou Jue shook his head: "You eat it. Mine is hanging there, you can eat it directly when it cools down."

"Smo's way of eating is the same as Boss Tan's." Xiao Fan said while peeling melon seeds.

"What? Brother Tan is here to buy sweet potatoes?" Xiao Lu was shocked.

"Is it weird?" Xiao Luo finally swallowed it, "Brother Zhuo eats it too."

Sima also looked over in confusion.

Zhou Jue explained: "Our Tan Ge is not worldly."

Who knows who will end up with that sweet potato.

"Speaking of which," Xiao Lu said, "the two bosses have been acting a little strange lately."

"Are you being weird again?" Zhou Jue picked up the sweet potato, peeled it, and took a bite. The sweet potato was fragrant. "Hey, Boss Xiao Fan, your sweet potato is really good."

"That's right. My dad picked the supplier for me. He's a veteran." Xiao Fan turned back and said, "Go on. What's wrong with the two bosses? Are they getting along better, or are they arguing again?"

"Hey—" Xiao Luo interrupted, "What do you mean by 'again'?"

"Take it back, there's no 'again'." Xiao Fan grabbed a handful of air.

"I can't say whether it's good or bad." Xiao Lu shook his head. "It's hard to say. Brother Tan even organized a birthday party for Boss Qiao, but I've seen them these past few days. They're like strangers when they meet face to face. Brother Tan doesn't even say hello!"

"That's not normal," Sime said sternly, "It's my first day here, and the boss smiled at me."

Zhou Jue coughed a few times, nearly choking, and said with difficulty, "Mo, let's not get involved with them."

Si Mo looked at her: "If we have a quarrel, do we still have afternoon tea?"

"Yes, yes, yes," Zhou Jue whispered, "Just in case, I'll make it for you."

"I heard it, I want it too." Xiao Luo said softly.

"I want one too."

“I didn’t ask…eh?”

A few people looked back and saw Xiao Luo walking out: "Sister Song! I haven't seen you for a while."

"I'm busy and don't have time. Guiyi must be very busy recently, right? Do you still have time to chat here?" Sister Song sat on the electric car with one foot on the ground.

"Brother Zhuo is taking a lunch break." Xiao Luo scratched the back of his head.

"Okay, I won't go up." Sister Song waved, "Take this box of strawberries to Old Qiao. Share this bag among you."

"Thank you, Sister Song." Xiao Luo replied.

"Let's go!" Sister Song put on her mask, revealing only her eyes. "Save some gossip for me, we'll talk next time!"

Xiao Luo laughed and said, "I know."

Boss Xiao Fan washed the strawberries in the bag and several people shared them and ate them happily.

"Sister Song, who is it?" Si Mo held a strawberry in each hand, taking small bites of them alternately.

"I'm a regular customer of Guiyi." Xiao Luo replied, "I often send some fruit."

"Brother Zhuo, don't you refuse to accept things from guests?" asked Si Mo.

"Sister Song is different," Xiao Luo said without further ado, "She's friends with Brother Zhuo."

"Boss Qiao has any friends?" Xiao Lu asked.

"How can you talk like that!" Xiao Luo casually threw the strawberry stem at him, "Where else did Smo get it from?"

"My parents gave birth to me." Si Mo replied softly.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

Zhou Jue pinched her face lightly: "You're so sudden. Speaking of this, are you still leaving?"

"Boss Xiang let me choose for myself," Si Mo said, "This is close to home, so I won't leave."

"Really?!" Xiao Luo's eyes lit up, "You don't even know, Brother Zhuo is just afraid that you'll leave."

"Really?" Si Mo replied, "I thought Boss Qiao didn't care about this matter. Now many people want to come to Guiyi to be apprentices."

"No! No! No!" Xiao Luo wiped his mouth. "I heard him praising you on the phone with Boss Xiang earlier! You know him, it's not easy to praise people!"

Before Si Mo could say anything, the others nodded in agreement.

Si Mo nodded: "I think so too."

A car drove into the alley. Xiao Luo looked around and said, "That must be Brother Liang."

Si Mo wiped his hands and said, "Let's go."

Xiao Luo hurriedly picked up the cardboard box and followed.

Xiao Fan looked at the other two and asked, "Are you not leaving?"

"The store is occupied," Xiao Lu pulled his recliner over and slumped down unceremoniously, "You stay here for a while."

Xiao Fan rubbed his hands and asked quietly, "Who is coming? They are so mysterious and shielded so tightly."

"I don't know." Qiao Zhuoyi took the coffee and replied.

"I don't know?" Liang Yizi said, "Then you want me to bring my own coffee today?"

Qiao Zhuo took two sips and frowned in disdain: "It's not tasty. I just know they're closed today. Where's your friend?"

"On the way," Liang Yizi glanced at his phone, "I think he'll be there soon. He's very punctual."

"Hmm." Qiao Zhuo rubbed his hands. He had been tattooing for four hours in the morning and his wrists were a little sore.

Liang Yizi glanced at him a few more times, but Qiao Zhuo didn't even raise his head: "Yes."

"What is it?" Liang Yizi smiled and whispered, "I didn't even ask."

Qiao Zhuo looked at him and said, "My family."

Liang Yizi was stunned for a moment before he understood and said "Congratulations".

When Qiao Zhuo realized that this was not what he wanted to ask, he had a hunch that it was not a good thing and frowned in annoyance.

"I just came from home," Liang Yizi said, "Jin Guiyuan, Uncle Qiao..."

Boom boom boom——

Before he could finish his words, there was a knock on the door.

Qiao Zhuo turned his head and breathed a sigh of relief.

The man looked young, but he acted like an older brother when standing next to Liang Yizi.

Liang Yizi introduced: "Xiao Lan. Qiao Zhuoyi."

"Hello, Boss Qiao." Xiao Lan tugged at the corner of his clothes and extended his hand seriously.

A child pretending to be an adult. Qiao Zhuo returned the handshake and glanced at Liang Yizi, who didn't look at him. He raised an eyebrow and called Xiao Luo over.

Xiao Luo came over and understood immediately. He smiled and said, "Hello, could you please see your ID card?"

"Why do you want my ID card?" Xiao Lan asked warily.

"Look at your age," Xiao Luo said, "We don't give it to minors..."

"Who is a minor? I'm twenty-two!" Xiao Lan was furious.

Liang Yizi patted him: "Don't get excited, they are just looking."

"Okay." Xiao Lan took out his wallet, searched for it, raised the corner of his mouth, and leaned close to Liang Yizi and whispered something.

When Qiao Zhuo saw Liang Yizi's face became a little stiff, he immediately pulled him out.

"Brother Zhuo, what's this?" Xiao Luo opened his mouth. "Not getting a tattoo anymore? Suddenly realized that you're not an adult?"

Before Qiao Zhuo could ask him to lower his voice, he heard Xiao Lan yelling at the door: "I'm twenty-two!"

Then a gust of wind blew in and proudly held up the ID card in front of the two men.

"See? Twenty-two!"

Qiao Zhuo glanced behind him and said, "Go in and lie down."

"Ah?" Xiao Lan suddenly lost his momentum and subconsciously looked back, "Brother Liang?"

Liang Yizhi leaned against the door and said, "Didn't you insist on getting the tattoo? Are you scared now?"

"Who's afraid?" Xiao Lan turned back, "Where are you lying?"

Qiao Zhuo raised his chin and asked Xiao Luo to take him over to make preparations first.

He washed his hands, put on gloves, walked over to Liang Yizi and said, "No smoking in the store."

Liang Yizhi replied, holding a cigarette: "If you don't want to smoke, just take it."

"Nervous?" Qiao Zhuo asked.

Liang Yizhi shook his head: "Why should I be nervous?"

Qiao Zhuo's eyes flashed, and he bent down and asked in a low voice: "Is it him?"

The cigarette between his fingers was rubbed into his palm. Liang Yizi opened his mouth but said nothing.

Boss Qiao finally had a chance to enjoy the show and asked, "Really?"

Liang Yizi's eyes flashed, motioning him to come closer.

When Qiao Zhuo leaned over, he heard a familiar voice, "Boss Qiao," suddenly coming from outside the door. His body stiffened and he suddenly sat up straight.