Big brother, stop it.

The raindrops as big as beans hit the floor-to-ceiling windows, forming winding streams.

The air outside was muddy due to the heavy rain, and the damp earthy smell squeezed in from every crack and spread between the two of them.

Li Zhu saw Aunt Chen's lips move, and for the first time, she showed a hint of aggression. "Are you kidding me? The muddy footprints are right here. Someone must have been out there. If it wasn't him, then it was you who stepped on it."

Li Zhu didn't argue with her: "I remembered it wrongly."

Aunt Chen's expression didn't improve. She kept muttering, "It has to be cleaned up. The young master will be angry if he sees it."

He hurriedly got the cleaning tools, knelt on his knees and wiped it with a rag, then wiped both sides with disinfectant, and then wiped it again with clean water.

It was already two o'clock in the morning when Aunt Chen finished her work. She was not sleepy at all and went to the kitchen to make chicken soup, saying that she wanted to cook chicken noodle soup in the morning.

Li Zhu returned to the room and lay on the bed with his chin supported by his hands.

Even Aunt Chen is not a normal person.

Perhaps the melon seeds had lost their function, and Li Zhu felt sleepy. He tilted his head and fell asleep, having a dream.

He dreamed of muddy footprints extending from the living room to the guest room, which scared him so much that he shuddered and woke up.

The dazzling morning light after the rain shone through the gap between the curtains and fell right on his face.

Li Zhu couldn't open his eyes. He raised his hands to block the light, got out of bed, and stepped on the cold floor.

Hey, where are the slippers?

He had a habit of placing his slippers neatly in front of his bed with the ends facing outwards before going to bed. Now the two slippers were separated, tilted in two different directions.

Li Zhu asked the system: "Were my slippers placed side by side in front of the bed last night?"

365: "Don't ask me."

Li Zhu: "Don't expect me to write a good year-end report."

Who are you threatening? The system doesn’t care. It’s not the one that gets criticized for poor writing.

Perhaps because of what happened last night was too exciting, Li Zhu didn't pay attention when he went to bed. He didn't take this little thing to heart, put on his slippers and went to the bathroom to wash up.

After changing back into the rider's work clothes and walking out of the room, the rich aroma of chicken soup rushed into my nose, making me salivate.

Li Zhu couldn't wait to sit down. Thinking of the owner of this house, he glanced upstairs and said, "Aunt Chen, aren't Mr. Gao and the others going to eat?"

"I'm here." Gao Congyu's wheelchair stopped at the railing on the third floor. He looked down at the young man below and asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"

I feel really good, as if nothing happened last night.

Li Zhu admired him in his heart, but said awkwardly, "It's okay."

Gao Congyu took the elevator down. Aunt Chen saw that he wanted to sit next to Li Zhu and quickly moved the chair out of the way.

"Are you still angry?" Gao Congyu asked good-naturedly, "How about I apologize to you again?"

Li Zhu put down the chopsticks he had just picked up, looked at the man seriously, and pursed his lips stubbornly.

After a few seconds, his straight body relaxed and he said embarrassedly, "I have a bad temper and get easily irritated. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have scolded you like that last night."

Aunt Chen, who was serving soup in the kitchen with her back to the kitchen, almost dropped the bowl when her hand trembled.

The eldest son's mother came from a wealthy background, and her marriage to the chairman, Gao Yanhe, was a business alliance. Since childhood, the eldest son had his way, and no one dared to let him suffer any injustice.

Xiao Xu was the first person to scold him without having to bear the consequences.

Aunt Chen told herself that she should be nicer to Xiao Xu in the future.

She put the noodles on the table, opened the cupboard and took out a napkin. Gao Congyu took it from her and slowly put it into his collar.

Li Zhu: “…” What a pretense.

Gao Congyu picked up the chopsticks and said, "Look at what I'm doing."

Li Zhu retracted his gaze: "Can I ask you a question?"

"What?"

"Are you and Mr. Xiao Gao on bad terms?" Knowing that Gao Congyu was trying to deepen their relationship, Li Zhu no longer had any reservations and asked whatever he wanted to ask.

Gao Congyu lowered his head and ate a mouthful of noodles, hiding the emotions in his eyes: "Why do you ask?"

"When we first met, you said it was just you and Aunt Chen at home, but when I left, I saw Mr. Xiao Gao." Li Zhu cited the second incident, "And now, there's one less person to eat at home, but you didn't ask."

Aunt Chen quietly pulled Li Zhu's sleeve, signaling him to stop talking.

Li Zhu stared at Gao Congyu without blinking, his eyes almost overflowing with curiosity.

Gao Congyu picked up a corner of the napkin and wiped his mouth. He said helplessly, "My brother went out of town to see a psychiatrist some time ago. I didn't know he was coming back. Maybe the medication he takes affects his appetite. He doesn't like to eat. If you persuade him too much, he will lose his temper. When he's hungry, he will come down to eat on his own."

Condensed into two sentences: My younger brother has a mental illness and he has a bad temper.

A good brother will not reveal his younger brother's privacy to an ordinary friend he has only known for a few days.

Gao Congyu hated Gao Congai so much that he didn't even want to act in the role.

If that's the case, why don't you live separately instead of staying together...

Li Zhu couldn't figure it out, so he put the problem aside for the time being and concentrated on eating noodles.

He got up early today and finished his noodles before seven o'clock. After thanking Gao Congyu for his offer to take him to work, Li Zhu walked out of the villa and headed towards the gate.

As he was about to walk out of the Gao family's gate, he turned around and looked at the second floor.

Gao Cong'ai's room had black curtains drawn, so he probably hadn't gotten up yet. He turned his gaze and stopped at the third floor.

Who else could be standing behind the window but Gao Cong'ai?

Li Zhu calmed down and suddenly realized that Gao Cong'ai was like this when the original owner first saw him, with his chin raised, gazing somewhere in the distance like a solidified statue.

He jumped high on the spot, waving his arms, hoping Gao Cong'ai would notice him.

Facts have proved that as long as you work hard, you will reap rewards. Just when Li Zhu's hands were sore from waving, Gao Cong'ai's eyes fell on him.

He seemed to say something, but Li Zhu couldn't hear it.

On the way back, Li Zhu recalled this scene over and over again.

Relying on years of experience in lip reading, I came up with two words - mentally retarded.

Li Zhu felt wronged: "Damn it, why is he like this!"

365: “…”

——

At the entrance of the delivery station on Xiwang Road, except for the riders delivering breakfast, the rest of the people who don’t have to work the early shift are gathered in the open space to place bets.

Bet on whether the model worker will be late.

Lang Feng is very confident in his brother: "He will definitely come. If he doesn't come, I will wash my hair upside down."

"Everyone, check your watches. Forty-seven seconds to eight, forty-six, forty-five..."

"Don't brag. Your brother always arrives ten minutes early every day except the day before yesterday when he had a car accident. If he's not here by now, he's definitely going to be late."

"Twenty seconds left... ten seconds... eight, seven, six..."

“Here it comes!”

Li Zhu arrived in a hurry on an electric scooter and successfully checked in at the last second.

The stationmaster came out with his hands behind his back and ordered everyone to stand still.

Food delivery riders are in a high-risk industry, and daily safety training is crucial. Those safety rules that have been told many times may lead you away from danger at some point without you noticing.

Li Zhu knew this very well, and every time the stationmaster said something, he would repeat it silently in his heart.

"Okay, that's all for today's training." The stationmaster looked at his watch and muttered, "Why haven't we arrived yet?"

"Stationmaster, who is this? Are we going to have a new colleague?"

"It's time to add more riders. Ever since the mall opened, we've been overwhelmed by the number of orders."

"Isn't it bad enough that I can't deliver it? You're not happy with the extra money you make."

Everyone was talking at once, and someone suddenly shouted, "Stationmaster, is it him?"

A muscular young man wearing a rider's suit rode over on an electric scooter. He parked the scooter aside and took off his helmet.

When they saw the person's face clearly, Li Zhu was stunned and Lang Feng was furious.

Lang Feng: "Why is he here!"

"Why are you looking at me? I didn't ask him to come." Li Zhu complained.

Zhuang Hengchuan held the safety helmet in one hand, glanced at Li Zhu and Lang Feng, and walked in front of the stationmaster.

"Let me introduce you, this is Zhuang Hengchuan, a performance leader at Meihao Road. Our station is running low on transportation capacity lately, so we've transferred Zhuang here to help ease the pressure. Everyone, give him a round of applause and welcome him!"

There was a burst of applause. Li Zhu raised his hand to applaud as well, but Lang Feng glared at him with disappointment.

He leaned over and said, "If you keep glaring at me, I'll cut you."

Thinking of his brother's fist, Lang Feng dodged to the right.

After Zhuang Hengchuan knew that he would be transferred to Xiwang Road, he couldn't sleep all night for some reason. When he saw Li Zhu, he understood that he was afraid of encountering the plague god.

The stationmaster dragged him to a corner and gave him specific instructions: "Xiao Xu is just like you, with strong business capabilities, but he's not as steady and practical as you. If there's a conflict over grabbing orders, you should give in to him."

"Don't worry, Stationmaster. I won't argue with him." Zhuang Hengchuan said with his chest puffed out.

The stationmaster patted him on the shoulder and said, "Go ahead, and be careful."

The welfare benefits of this delivery company are among the best in the industry. They do not deduct wages from riders, take a reasonable commission from merchants, give red envelopes to employees during festivals, provide high temperature allowances in the summer, and low temperature allowances in the winter.

Li Zhu checked the car, put on a sun protection sleeve, and quickly grabbed the order as soon as his phone rang. The place to pick up the food was a popular cake shop.

The sky washed by rain is very blue, and the wind blows across the cheeks, bringing the rich fragrance from the roadside.

While on the way, Li Zhu grabbed seven orders along the way, four milk tea orders, two spicy hot pot orders, and one beef soup, all of which were soups.

For other riders, it was disaster.

For Li Zhu, this is no problem.

He rode the bike fast and steadily. When passing through the bumpy roads on the path, he precisely controlled the tilt angle of the bike body so that not a drop of liquid leaked out.

Li Zhu suddenly found the joy of delivering takeout, which didn’t require much brainpower, provided exercise, and made him look cool.

The remaining two orders required climbing the stairs, so he went up to the sixth floor twice in a row. When he came down, the guy who was delivering with him was gasping for breath on the fourth floor.

After delivering the last order, Li Zhu found a flower bed to sit down and opened his phone to peek at the screen.

The riders group was talking about him.

[I give up. Xu Xiaozhe must have been taking hormones these past couple of days. He must have grown into a very fast runner.]

[Since returning from the car accident, he looks radiant and his speed in grabbing orders has increased even faster!]

Is this the guy everyone's talking about? He rushed up the sixth floor twice in one breath without even taking a breath [photo.jpg].

After reading the memorial, Li Zhu tapped his phone.

Hope Lu Xiaoxu: [Basic operation, don't be 6. ]