Chapter 50
Xiaoju is still easier to pronounce, I’ll call you that next time I see you!
The moment Xiao Yue's hand touched Fu Xunzhou, half of his body stiffened and his ears felt like they were ringing.
He didn't know what Xiaoju was, how did he get up, how did he walk, how did he go out...
It was not until they arrived at the alley outside the back door and a breeze blew that Fu Xunzhou looked at his arm in a trance.
Xiao Yue's hands were very white, her fingers were very slender, and her nails were shiny... and at this moment she was pulling his arm.
Fu Xunzhou realized it belatedly and held his breath, with redness spreading from his ears.
It's too fast...
Xiao Yue walked out the door and looked around. He found an old man with a hunched back on the left, who seemed to be about to turn around and leave. This must be the door he knocked on.
Perhaps hearing the door open, the old man paused, turned back with his cane, and met her eyes with a tired face.
"What are you knocking on the door for?"
Xiao Yue was the first to ask, somewhat doubting whether he had knocked on the wrong door. After all, if there was something, why would he leave after knocking twice?
The next moment, she knew she was wrong.
Because the old man walked back slowly with a hesitant look on his face, and whispered: "I am Zhang Mo's father, I..."
Xiao Yue was stunned, and his originally kind expression faded.
No wonder he just knocked on the door and left. It looked like he wanted to talk to her, but didn’t know what to say in the end?
Fu Xunzhou, who was standing by, watched her withdraw her hand, and the emotions in his heart seemed to be taken away as he looked at the old man in front of him.
"What do you want to say?" Xiao Yue asked again, this time his tone was just polite.
Zhang's father's wrinkled face was filled with embarrassment: "... Zhang Shui told me what my unpromising eldest son did with him. Not only did he ruin the shop, but he also treated you like this."
Treating a girl like this?
These words sounded a bit harsh, Xiao Yue folded her arms and continued to listen to him.
Zhang's father: "I know that all the mistakes are his fault. Now that he has been questioned and closed down by the government, the shop can no longer be opened. I am afraid that Zhang Mo will have to... Oh, it's a pity that my legs have been in trouble for a few years and have never been cured. Otherwise..."
Xiao Yue listened to him mumbling, his tone sounded regretful and also indignant.
He said that because of his leg, he could no longer run the shop, so he handed the shop over to his eldest son and stayed at home to recuperate. Who would have thought that this kind of thing would happen now.
After a long time, Xiao Yue still didn't understand what Zhang's father wanted to say. Seeing that his hands on the crutches were shaking with anger but he still wanted to continue, Xiao Yue couldn't help but interrupt him.
"I don't care about what you said."
Father Zhang was stunned.
Xiao Yue said calmly, "If you are here to apologize on behalf of Zhang Mo, I will listen but I will not accept it. If you are here to express your dissatisfaction, he was taken away by the government because of his own fault. It has nothing to do with me."
This was a bit cruel, but Xiao Yue had a bad impression of Zhang Mo to begin with, so she had a preconceived notion and would not have a good impression of his father.
Of course, not having a good impression doesn’t mean that you have to be full of malice, it’s just that.
Father Zhang became even more embarrassed. He glanced at Xiao Yue, then at the tall man beside her, and stopped talking.
"So you got anything else?"
Xiao Yue could see that he had no clear intention of apologizing at all, and for a moment he really didn't understand what he was trying to do.
"I..." Father Zhang's hands trembled and he sighed, "It's okay, it's okay. Zhang Mo and Zhang Shui did make mistakes. I'm old too."
Having said that, he turned and left, walking alone in the alley with staggering steps, hunched body and pale hair.
Xiao Yue was silent.
It was not a silence filled with mixed feelings about the situation, but a silence that was speechless.
——What on earth is Zhang Mo’s father here for?
With this speechless mood, Xiao Yue glanced at Fu Xunzhou beside him, who happened to be looking at him.
"Going back to see the cat?" Fu Xunzhou did not mention Zhang's puzzled father and changed the subject.
Xiao Yue paused, then laughed: "Go back!"
After saying that, she turned around and walked back to the yard.
Fu Xunzhou paused with his slightly raised hand, then put it down as if nothing had happened and followed.
As soon as Fang entered, he heard Xiao Yue's disappointed voice.
"What? Xiaoju ran away after eating?"
Fu Xunzhou looked in the direction he was looking and found that the meat on the plate on the ground was gone. Not only that, the meat on the plate on the table was also gone.
He pondered and commented: "Eat and take?"
Xiao Yue turned around when he heard that and noticed that the meat on the table was gone. There was originally a lot of meat, but now it had all been taken away by the little orange cat.
"...As expected of Xiaoju."
"Xiaoju?" Fu Xunzhou had heard this name several times: "You have seen it before, do you know its name?"
Xiao Yue: "No."
Fu Xunzhou: “…”
"But then again." Xiao Yue sat back in his seat and looked up at this serious ancient man: "What's the elegant name of the little orange cat?"
Fu Xunzhou: "Golden quilt and silver bed?"
"Is that it?" Xiao Yue pondered: "Not bad, but Xiaoju is more pronounceable. I'll call you that next time I see you."
In fact, if she wasn't so thin, she would like to be called Daju.
"It's indeed a catchy phrase." Fu Xunzhou laughed and sat opposite her: "Don't worry, Xiaoju will definitely come again."
Xiao Yue certainly had no doubt about this. Judging from the little orange cat's empty-plate behavior, it seemed that it was very satisfied with its craftsmanship.
Sure enough, the next afternoon, just after finishing work in the store, the sound of little orange cat's meowing came from above my head.
Xiao Yue was cleaning the table. When he heard the sound, he looked up and saw the little orange cat standing on the branch of a big tree in the yard, looking down at him.
"Xiaoju, wait a moment."
Xiao Yue quickened his movements, and seeing this, Fu Xunzhou pushed the insulation tank over.
I have to say, with one more person helping in the store, cleaning up was indeed much quicker.
After a while, Xiao Yue placed the prepared meat on a small plate, glanced at the position of the little orange cat, and placed the plate on the farthest table under the tree.
Seeing this, Fang Sanhong couldn't help but ask in confusion: "Is it necessary to put it so far away?"
"Of course." Xiao Yue looked up at the little orange cat squatting on the branch and refused to come down, and said helplessly: "Just leave it there, we'll go out first."
It has been a long time since she went out for a walk, and many of Xiao Yue's supplies need to be purchased or replaced. She had already made an appointment with Fang Sanhong when she had some free time to chat in the morning.
Thinking of this, Xiao Yue looked at Fu Xunzhou and said, "There is a lot of lunch left today. I packed some extra for you."
The food boxes in the store are naturally produced by the system and have an insulation function, so they can be left there for dinner in the evening.
These days Xiao Yue would basically prepare a meal for him to take back as dinner, although six or seven times out of ten he and she would eat together in the restaurant.
Fu Xunzhou nodded: "Okay, but if you want to go to South Street, Duan Lin can give you a ride on the way here."
As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Lin appeared on Yanting Bridge driving a carriage and waved to them.
Xiao Yue: "Then I won't be polite!"
"Don't be polite to me." Fu Xunzhou was holding the dinner she had packed, a heavy little wooden box, and he was in a very happy mood.
Xiao Yue and Fang Sanhong got on the carriage and looked outside through the window along the way.
When the sun was at its hottest, there were few pedestrians on the roadside. Everyone was sweating profusely, and the heat rising from the ground seemed to become real.
Even in the carriage, Xiao Yue could feel the heat, but luckily the wind blowing in from the window relieved much of the heat.
Speaking of which, the last time she came to South Street, the weather was still cool and chilly. This time when she went out again, she could feel the summer in Liuyun City firsthand.
Especially when they got off the carriage at South Street, Xiao Yue felt the heat within a few seconds of stepping on the ground. Seeing Fu Xunzhou wanted to get off, she hurriedly said, "Don't get off. Your body can't stand this horrible weather."
Fu Xunzhou: “?”
Before he could speak, Fang Sanhong raised her hand to block the sun and pulled Xiao Yue along: "Thank you, Mr. Fu, please give us a ride. The weather is hot, so we won't stay any longer."
After saying that, Xiao Yue was pulled to the shadow beside her.
"No trouble..." Before Fu Xunzhou finished speaking, Xiao Yue's figure walked away. He was confused for a while: "What's wrong with my body?"
What can't you stand?
Duan Lin in front scratched his head: "I don't know."
Fu Xunzhou fell into deep thought.
I always feel that Xiao Yue seems to have some unnecessary misunderstandings about him?
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"Liuyun City is so hot in summer..." Xiao Yue was walking on the road, feeling dazed.
Fang Sanhong on the side was a little better, having already adapted to the weather. She said casually, "You're talking as if you weren't in Floating Cloud City last year. Wasn't it even hotter last year?"
Xiao Yue's mouth twitched and he was speechless.
She couldn't tell her that she wasn't there last year, right? And according to Fang Sanhong, it was even hotter last year than this year... ?
Xiao Yue thought back to the facilities in his store: parasols, ice cubes, cold drinks, everything. He was really used to it. But when he went out on the street, he was dumbfounded.
Fortunately, with these things, Xiao Yue is not afraid of the hot summer at all.
It seems that her cooling plan needs to be advanced...
Thinking along the way, Xiao Yue bought a lot of things, including clothes, headwear, shoes, toiletries, and even customized wardrobes, clothes hangers, bathtubs, and so on.
Not only did she buy things for herself, she also gave everything she saw that looked good to Fang Sanhong.
Xiao Yue has no shortage of money now. Not to mention the three thousand taels, he actually earns a lot himself.
Therefore, within just one hour, Xiao Yue and Fang Sanhong were carrying large and small bags of things.
Fang Sanhong said helplessly: "Aren't you hot when you're shopping?"
Xiao Yue: “Hehe.”
You know what, it’s true!
——
the next day.
Since Xiao Yue had truly experienced the summer in Liuyun City, he considered it for a night and decided to move up the cooling plan.
Just like when making the Sichuan Peppercorn Bobo Chicken, Xiao Yue gave a preview this time when there were the most people.
——Tomorrow the store will launch a series of summer iced drinks, everyone is welcome to come and taste!
The patrons were silent for a moment, then a lively noise broke out.
Until closing time, Xiao Yue would leave a portion of meat for the little orange cat on the table farthest from the tree in the yard as usual, and then go back to the kitchen to start preparing it in advance.
There isn’t much space in the store now, and we can only make two more things at most. Among them - mellow ice milk tea, there must be a place!
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