Rest time (Part 2)
I was caught off guard by this group of people. They scammed me in such a hurry as if they were in a hurry to be reborn. I felt helpless.
Especially the shoe-wearing ceremony. I thought to myself that other people's worship ceremony is about the left coiling dragon and the right crouching tiger, which makes them famous. But what are we? Are we idiots of the Xu family? Or are we "shoe" family forever? This is too fucking shabby.
So they angrily shouted "Get lost" and drove away all these idle people in society with holes in their brains.
A small incident occurred during my convalescence.
Because I was really envious of the rebuilt shop and the new game console in the bedroom, I said hello to the nurse and told her that I wanted to be discharged from the hospital, and then I went back to stay for two days.
I didn't say hello to other people, thinking that I should handle the first new business myself. Asking them to make up the turnover would be a crooked way, which we decent people would not do.
I want to earn my own living now and let the world see Boss Xu who has returned from the turbulent times and is now a completely different person.
Open for business, brand new storefront, brand new cash register.
Then, I sat behind the cash register for three days in peace, with a cup of tea and a cat.
well.
It was like this: when I was away, a new affordable supermarket opened in the neighborhood, only two hundred meters away from my little shabby store.
The discount lasted only a week, and the old men and women in the community had already forgotten about me.
Occasionally, a lazy regular customer would save the two steps and buy a bag of salt from me. He would also praise me for the good looks of the new boss. The next thing he would ask me was when we would have a grand opening promotion, and whether we would give away oil or gas.
In the end, it was my old acquaintance, Brother Li, who came to me on patrol and bought a bottle of mineral water. He encouraged me by saying that getting rich was just around the corner.
I was about to be touched when Brother Li looked outside the store furtively and came over to say expectantly:
"Has the organization finally figured out that it needs me?"
I'm still holding my iced mineral water in my hand, so hurry up and scan the code.
Looking at his shining eyes, his timid yet secretly delighted expression, it was as if I had just come back from get off work at the Black Brewery.
I was speechless for a long time, licked my back teeth and squinted at him.
This idiot didn't understand at all, and continued to flirt with me, saying affectionately: "Last time I said that we will never be apart in this life. In fact, there is a moving second half to this interrupted sentence."
I know, this guy wants to ask if a monthly salary of 8,000 is okay.
As usual, I told him to get lost and sent him back to his security patrol. I went back to sit behind the cash register, looked at the cat, and couldn't help feeling sad.
All the weird fears during the adventure were defeated by the cruel market after returning to reality.
Market rules are much more difficult to understand than ghost story rules. If you don’t understand them, you just don’t understand them. They don’t talk about physics or logic, but magic.
As a result, I, who was emotionally stable on the hospital bed, had nightmares for several days in a row after I came back because of the dismal sales.
In the nightmare, a row of new waiters appeared, knocking on their bowls, asking me if I could have one more person who ate rice. I also wanted two meat dishes, two vegetable dishes, and a soup. The meat was chopped into fine pieces to make sauce, without any soft bones or fat.
Only Dongzai lived a more comfortable life. He went out to have fun every day and came back at mealtime for me to serve him meals quickly.
Moreover, this little fat cat only looks fluffy, and as a tabby cat it still retains a bit of agility and lightness. However, it eats meal after meal, and occasionally looks at me worriedly with a look of "Why doesn't your dining partner go out hunting yet?"
I am a person who has done this too. I finally got back to safety and lived a peaceful life, but I felt uncomfortable all over after lying down for just a few days.
Anyway, the business in the store was better than nothing, so I picked up my phone and started harassing them one by one, curiously asking about all kinds of gossip and anecdotes.
As a result, that group of people were busier than each other. They said they would come to me for help, but I didn’t know what they were doing. The ones who responded to me the most were Xiao Liu and Fang Ao.
I couldn't help but feel suspicious, and after asking around, I found out that the Zhang family seemed to have started a new "project" and was allocating manpower to prepare for it.
"This project is not that project." Fang Ao explained to me, "It's just a family gathering, eating and drinking, collecting information from all sides, and reminding each other if something weird happens. Consultant, are you coming? Team leader Yan stopped you, saying he was afraid you would feel uncomfortable. It will be held in the next few days."
I immediately sent him an emoticon and started playing dead.
Xiao Liu also replied, saying that strange things happen every year, but most of them are minor, or even "approaching science". Most people are really not as unlucky as me.
Seeing that the blame was about to be put on me, I quickly changed the subject. I couldn't think of anything to say for a moment, so I asked about how Xu You, the "culprit" who had cheated me, was doing.
"I'm still recovering. My family said I should stay in bed for another six months to avoid any further injuries."
Xiao Liu then remembered and asked me in confusion why I called the team leader Xu You and Brother Liu Fang Ao.
I was also surprised when I looked at the screen, and then I slapped my forehead and remembered that these two people were using nicknames and pseudonyms in front of me.
But my life was almost gone at that time, and I guess no one was in the mood to correct me. Instead, they all just followed my instructions and shouted like that, which was both hilarious and embarrassing.
However, my curiosity was piqued again at this moment. I wondered what my brother's bandit ID was and what his relationship was with this group of people.
Besides, didn't that bastard Xu You claim to be the second best in the world? Is that true? He said there was a member of the Zhang family who could beat him like a dead dog. Could it be my brother?
Just as I was thinking about how to get the question from him, Fang Ao told me an anecdote that surprised me.
He said, "Advisor, do you know why all of us in my family have the surname Zhang?"
I became excited: "Is there any explanation for this?"
"We are all orphans and vagrants, so of course we have many different names. But it is said that something strange happened in our family one year, and people kept going missing. Later, I don't know where someone found a way to change our names frequently so as not to be affected by evil spirits."
A picture suddenly popped up in the chat interface, and it turned out to be a universal dictionary.
"Look, Zhao, Qian, Sun, and Li. They rotate every ten or twenty years according to the Hundred Family Surnames. Now it's Zhang's turn."
"But this is probably just a superstitious tradition. Later, no one followed it and nothing went wrong."
I counted them silently in my mind out of curiosity, "Zhu, Qin, You, Xu, He, Lu, Shi, Zhang". Although Zhang is a common surname, it ranks in the 20s. If Fang Ao's statement is true, this tradition of changing surnames is as short as a hundred years or as long as Peng Zu. It doesn't sound very reliable.
Sure enough, Fang Ao added that he had heard this from an older fellow. But the Zhang family is full of psychopaths, so don't believe any of their words, at least eleven out of ten.
Countless faces of scumbags suddenly flashed through my mind, and I agreed with them deeply.
And the driver said he would sell his kidney to pay for the medicine, which really scare me. Later I realized that our hospital didn't need him to pay for it, and he was just teasing me.
"But isn't it the duty of the counselor to just tell the truth?"
Xiao Liu suddenly said, somewhat curiously, "It seems that since I met the consultant, I have never heard a single lie."
I was a little embarrassed, thinking that I had cheated people before, didn't I cheat when I pretended to eat the soil in the trap? But I really had never said any lies in the form of language, at most I avoided it and let others misunderstand it.
But there is nothing mysterious about this, it is just a compulsion. Telling something that is not true makes me very uncomfortable.
We must trace it back further, and this problem was probably something I learned from my brother Zhang Tianyi.
I don't know where he got the willpower from when he was young, he really has never told a lie, that's why I was misled and deceived by him several times and I couldn't react. I didn't know he was also playing the game of going with the flow and acquiescing to misunderstandings.
But where did this problem come from? I couldn't remember it right away.
The topic had already gone off the track and it seemed difficult to change it back, so I gave up on asking roundabout questions and dismissed Fang Ao and Xiao Liu, who were in the middle of a conversation, with just a few words, in exchange for a few reluctant "ohs".
"Hey? Are you there?"
I switched the chat interface back to Zhang Tianyi, a small account without an avatar. "Where are you? I have a question, please answer it quickly."
After a while, they sent back a picture with a watermark showing that it was taken the night before.
I don't know who took the photo, the pixels are a bit blurry.
In the picture, under the dim light, there is a roadside fly stall. There is a smoky iron stove, a yellow wooden flat table, and six or seven small square stools. But there are so many customers that those who are standing or squatting are sweating while eating.
Zhang Tianyi was wearing a dark green and black long windbreaker. He lifted the hem of the windbreaker and rolled it into a ball. He sat on one of the unusually cramped small benches with his feet tilted, with two cans of beer and a plate of barbecue in front of him.
I was almost hungry, but I remembered my doubts and typed for a long time. I asked him to explain one or two things to me first.
As a result, Zhang Tian posted my second picture, which was a lively bonfire party, this time with a whole roasted lamb.
Then came the ding ding ding, six or seven pictures of delicious food in different locations and colors.
Finally, it’s my little shop that rarely sees customers.
There was clearly not a single word, but I began to feel guilty as I read on.
"You mean... do business properly, stop asking nonsense questions, and learn other people's business skills?"
"no."
This time, Zhang Tianyi replied with a voice message. The background noise was very strange and noisy, and his smile was also a bit strange.
"This is the place I've been wandering around in the past half month. I actually passed by your place as well."
I smacked my lips at the word "wandering" and slowly took a deep breath.
"Brother, tell me the truth, what do you do outside every day? I am mentally prepared."
Zhang Tianyi didn't answer, but just asked casually, "Are there a lot of Zhang family members hanging around for team building in your place right now?"
I typed yes slowly, feeling that something even more worrying than the already-crying-for-shoes issue was about to happen.
"Don't you want to ask about me? Just grab anyone and give them some science. You can ask them anything."
Ha, I laughed dryly, and my heart immediately skipped a beat.
Zhang Tianyi, he shouldn’t be so famous and loved by everyone, right?
"You can ask your bodyguard. Even though he's still lying down, he can still type." He thought for a moment and then said, "But it's best not to tell anyone that I'm your brother."
"…What will happen if I tell you?"
My brother Zhang Tianyi, who seemed extremely steady and reliable half a month ago, sighed softly and smiled at me.
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