A Lucky Coin - Chapter 110

When the mobile phone rings, junior one is sitting in the rest area, drinking tea slowly with his thermos cup, feeling like an old immortal.

Unfortunately, I was interrupted before I had a good experience.

He took out his cell phone and had a look. It was Dad’s phone.

Dad is now driving in a seafood company. His income is fairly good, but he is a little tired. He is a brave and honest man. He never refuses to do any work. Just like before, he is called if others don’t want to go. He has been scolded by his mother and grandmother for being a loser.

But I think it’s OK. No matter how I’m in this class, my father’s life is quite stable now.

It’s just that I haven’t been in touch with my father very much. After he came out with my father, my father didn’t contact him for more than a year. He only started to call him last year, but not many times.

“Hello?” On the first day of junior high school, I picked up the phone.

“On duty?” Dad asked.

“Now rest, rest.” The first day of junior high school.

“I’m going back these two days,” Dad said, pausing and sighing. “I’m going back to divorce.”

At the beginning, I was stunned. After a while, I came back to my mind: “my mother is looking for you?”

“I changed my number. She called me to ask for my number,” my father sighed again. “Now that you know about it, you didn’t want to tell them.”

“How, how?” Ask immediately on the first day of junior high school.

“It’s OK,” Dad said, “your father said sooner or later.”

“Well,” the first day of junior high school answered, “I’ll give them a call later.”

“You go back Look at your mother? ” Dad asked.

The first day of junior high school was silent for a few seconds, biting her lips: “no, she may not want to see me, to see me.”

“…… Well, “Dad said,” I’ll go back for about three or five days. I’ll come back after the formalities are finished. ”

“Well.” The first day of junior high school.

After he hung up the phone, he looked at the thermos cup at his feet. The paint on the cup was a little off, but the words were still very clear, hangge’s dog.

He laughed and took a drink from the glass.

This is customized by Yan hang on a treasure. The old cadres meeting gift money is engraved, and the font is also the special money for the old cadres meeting gift money.

But it’s been used for a year. I take it to work every day. I just sit here to drink when I have a rest. The words on the cup have never been seen by others.

Maybe it’s too common.

Just like the ordinary people all over the world, small happiness may not be seen by others. It is probably that when you think about it, you will laugh.

The power of small happiness is very powerful, which can make people ignore many other unhappiness.

For example, parents are finally getting divorced.

In fact, there was no feeling about the divorce, no unhappiness, no depression, no relief. It was like hearing the gossip of another family.

When I was about to leave work, someone gave me a car. It was an old customer of junior one, a big fat brother.

“Tomorrow.” Junior one said.

“I’ll leave later today,” said the big fat brother. “I’ve come here.”

“Put it here, help tomorrow, you see,” the first day of junior high school said, “I’m off work.”

“Help me first.” Big fat brother said.

“What’s wrong? Something’s wrong?” First day of junior high school.

“The steering wheel is very heavy when turning.” Big fat brother said.

“Did you see the tire pressure?” Junior one asked again.

“Yes, no problem.” Big fat brother said.

“The wheel is hanging, is it still sinking in the air?” Junior one continued to ask.

“I don’t know where I’m going to let it hang.” Big fat brother sighed.

“I’ll help you tomorrow. You see,” the first day of junior high school said, “I have to try for a long time.”

“All right,” big fat brother looked at him, “where do you think it is?”

“Steering gear, knuckle arm, lower arm ball, ball head,” Chuichi said, “all possible.”

“Damn, is that trouble?” Asked big fat brother.

“No matter how much trouble you have, change something.” First day of junior high school.

After helping fat brother to register, he changed his clothes and went off work on the first day of junior high school.

He was still a little happy when he walked out of the garage. Now he is also a person with old customers and an “old” master who can make old customers wait.

But usually he would be a little late, so he would get rid of the trouble first, but today he had to leave on time. Today he and Yan hang made an appointment to visit uncle Yan’s shop.

Uncle Yan really built a bookstore just as Yan hang expected. It took more than half a year from choosing a place to decorating to finishing. He also had to save money and be exquisite. In short, all kinds of twists and turns.

They haven’t seen the bookstore since it opened. Today, Yan hang had a rest, so he made an appointment to visit the bookstore for dinner.

The first day of junior high school is a little expectant. After all, he has no predestined relationship with books. He is not willing to read the words on the packing box except for reading all kinds of auto repair related books when he needs to work. Now he is very excited that someone close to him has opened a bookstore.After meeting with Yan hang, they took a taxi and went straight to the bookstore.

The bookstore is in an alley of the pedestrian street. The car can’t get in and can only get off at the intersection.

“Buy a bunch of flowers.” After getting out of the car, I looked around.

“What for?” Yan hang asked.

“You have to show it, don’t you?” The first day of junior high school said, “it’s the first time I’ve been here since I opened my business.”

“It’s better to buy food.” Yan hang said.

Junior one thought, “OK.”

So they went to the most popular roast chicken shop in the pedestrian street and bought a roast chicken, which was cut down and put in a box.

“Do you have bows or something?” Yan hang asked the shop assistant.

“…… No The shop assistant gave them a blank look.

“Well, it’s a gift giving.” Yan hang said.

“This is the gift box.” The clerk pointed to the box in their hand. “Some of the guests want it in paper bags.”

What else did Yan hang want to say? Chuyi took him away.

“Be normal,” the first day of junior high school sincerely advised him, “who bought Shao, Shao chicken, also tied butterfly knot.”

“Yes,” Yan hang nodded with a smile. “It’s usually done when you give someone a pen, and it has to be bright.”

The first time I saw him.

“It’s very beautiful,” Yan hang whispered in his ear. “I like it very much.”

“Poor boy,” sighed the first day of junior high school, “I didn’t confiscate any gifts at that time.”

“Well,” Yan hang nodded, “poor little boy, I’m sorry for others. I can’t find the gift before I send it.”

“Poor little boy,” the first day of junior high school suddenly sang, “Seventeen eight, there is no gift. It’s so pitiful…”

Yan hang turned to look at him. Everything had made great progress on the first day of the past few years. With this chanting, he not only made no progress, but also felt a bit backward. It was very magical.

“Poor little boy,” the first day of junior high school thought that he was dissatisfied with the lyrics, so he quickly changed the words, “turn over the river, lost the gift, what a pity…”

“How old are you?” Yan hang said.

“Fourteen.” Junior one said.

“I ask you how old you are now!” Yan hang glared at him.

“Fourteen.” The first day of junior high school.

“You still…” Yan Hang’s words were interrupted as soon as they started.

“No.” Junior one said.

“From now on,” said Yan hang, “go to the door of the store and don’t talk. I’m afraid I’ll hit you.”

Chuyi smiles, closes his mouth and nods.

Dad’s shop, they have never been to, when opening, want to come, but Dad did not let, said that there is no opening procedure, no shooting, no big flower basket, and no discount, do not join the fun.

However, Cui Yi still sent a flower basket, and sent 20. Yan hang was shocked when he heard about it, but his father took a picture.

There are 20 mini flower baskets half the size of a palm. They are arranged in two rows on the cash register. I don’t know where Cui Yishang made them. Each flower basket has a small ribbon, and there’s something on it like congratulations.

Although I haven’t been here, the shop is still easy to find. There is a small wooden sign hanging at the entrance of an alley in the pedestrian street, with the word “book” on it, and then draw an arrow to point in.

After turning into the alley, you can see the small door of the bookstore.

“It’s not bad outside,” Yan hang said with a tut when he saw the front door. “I don’t know what it’s like inside. He said that Lao Cui had designed it for a college student.”

“Well.” The first day of junior high school should be called.

“You can talk.” Yan hang said.

“I’ll take a picture.” Junior one took out the mobile phone.

There seems to be no signboard in the bookstore. Yan hang did not find any words after looking around, but it seems that there is no need to have any signboard. The wooden door with glass can see the books on the bookshelf at the door.

Yan hang pushed the door open, and a small, fine sound of metal collision sounded, fine and sweet.

Junior one followed him and looked up. There was a wind chime hanging by the door. There were many silver metal stars on it.

The area of the store is not large, and the loft style two-story building and decoration are also very simple. In addition to the irregular high and low bookshelves, there are all kinds of bean bags and cushions, as well as small sofas and small tables that can be placed at will.

After entering the shop, turn right to the cashier. On the first day of junior high school, I saw Uncle Yan reading on the bean bag behind the cashier.

At ordinary times, on the first day of junior high school, I always see Yan hang reading with a headset on the bay window. Yan Hang is full of banditry, but when he is reading, that banditry will be suppressed by his attentive and casual manner, which seems to be quite harmonious.

Uncle Yan is different. Uncle Yan’s quack temperament will not disappear even when he takes a nap. Leaning on the bean bag and holding a book will make people feel that he is ambushing instead of reading. He may draw a knife from the book at any time

“No business?” Yan hang looked around the shop and said something.”Not afraid,” Uncle Yan looked up at them, “if you can’t make money, you don’t want your son.”

Yan hang tut said, “I picked it up, didn’t I?”

“The first day of junior high school was picked up.” Uncle Yan said.

Chuyi smiles and puts the roast chicken on Uncle Yan’s leg: “little gift.”

“Roast chicken?” Uncle Yan opened the box and said, “young people just have an idea. They will give a roast chicken as a gift.”

“It’s a long line,” the first day of junior high school turned twice before the bookshelf, then went up to the attic and looked down against the railing. “I feel very comfortable.”

Yan hang went into the hut behind the cash register and found that it was a small kitchen, a coffee machine, an oven and everything.

“Do you invite someone to make a simple meal?” Yan hang asked.

“Well,” Dad nodded, “why, do you want to change jobs?”

“I don’t want to.” Yan hang said.

Dad laughed, stood up and stretched: “how do you feel here?”

“It’s very good,” said Yan hang. “It’s either polite or comfortable. Did you pick all the books?”

“Well, I have to make up for it,” Dad said. “Lao Cui found a lot of interesting books, opened the ones that can sit. If you have time, you can get me another English book list, and I’ll put it on the table to improve my level.”

“OK,” Yan hang went to the coffee machine and looked at him, “do you drink?”

“No, I’ve been drinking all morning,” my father took the roast chicken box and smelled, “smelling the smell of coffee string.”

Yan hang made two cups of coffee and took them to the second floor.

Junior one is sitting on a small sofa, holding a picture book to look at.

“What book?” Yan hang asked.

“Dog,” the first day of junior high school turned the atlas around and showed him, “very cute.”

“Just go back and look in the mirror,” Yan hang sat next to him and squeezed with him. “My dog is lovely, too.”

“The cutest.” On the first day of junior high school, he bowed his head and continued to turn through the atlas.

“Well.” Yan hang put the coffee in his hand.

“Uncle Yan made it?” Junior one took a drink, “no, you did it, you did it.”

“It’s all drinkable.” Yan hang smiles.

“Well,” Chuyi nodded, “you can eat your food and come out.”

Yan hang didn’t speak. He scratched on his head and then picked a book from the bookshelf behind him.

Mysterious island.

He flicked twice on the cover. What a coincidence.

The first time he read science fiction was the verne trilogy. The first year he started wandering around with his father, he didn’t know where he got it.

At that time, he watched it every day and took it with him when he moved, but later he didn’t know where to get it. He moved around too many times. Sometimes he left in a hurry and many things disappeared.

Now when I see it again, I suddenly feel some emotion.

He looked back at the bookshelf again, and sure enough, the children of Captain Grant and the twenty thousand miles under the sea were both there, and the covers were the same as the one he had read. The books were not new, they should have been bought.

I don’t know if dad is nostalgic.

Yan hang read for a while and was about to go down and ask his father to go out to dinner together. When his father brought them two takeout from the small shop next door.

“I said go out to eat?” Yan hang was stunned.

“I can’t get out of the shop.” Dad said.

“Oh, that’s OK,” Yan hang nodded and looked at the downstairs, “just that…”

“I’ve finished the roast chicken,” Dad touched his stomach. “These two are for you two.”

“…… We didn’t get a bite of the roast chicken? ” Yan hang looks at him.

“I’ll buy it myself. I’ll buy you rice, and I’ll give you a roast chicken?” Dad turned and went downstairs, “don’t chew the old, they are all big people.”

Junior one leaned on the sofa and laughed for a long time.

“It’s very irritating.” Yan hang opened the takeout and saw that it was fried noodles. Although it was very fragrant, compared with roast chicken, it was really irritating.

“Go on a hunger strike.” Junior one said.

“Hungry,” Yan hang sighed, picked up the lunch box and began to eat, “where will you go for a while?”

“Just look here and read for a while,” said junior one. “I feel very comfortable.”

“How can you find reading particularly comfortable?” Yan hang was a little surprised.

“No,” Chuyi sat up and leaned on him again. “It’s just this, this feeling. I don’t want to do anything with you. It’s just nest, nest.”

“Is something wrong with you?” Yan hang hugged his head and rubbed it.

“No,” the first day of junior high school closed his eyes and opened them after a while. “By the way, my dad Ming, I’ll go back and divorce tomorrow.”

“Your mother’s back?” Yan hang asked.

“Well,” the first day of junior high school said, “I don’t know if I have a new feeling, so I think I’m going to divorce.””Just leave,” said Yan hang. “It’s no fun not to leave. After leaving, your father can find a new girlfriend.”

“Yes,” he said, putting his legs on the armrest of the sofa, “I don’t know why I wanted to get married.”

“At the beginning, there were still feelings,” said Yan hang. “It’s just that in the past 20 years, people have gradually changed, and feelings have changed.”

Junior one did not speak, holding the dog book staring at the ceiling.

Yan hang didn’t say anything else. He took the lunch box and put it on his forehead, eating fried noodles slowly.

“Is it delicious?” The first day of junior high school asked, “it smells good and fragrant.”

“Open your mouth.” Yan hang said.

Junior one opened his mouth.

Yan hang put a chopstick of fried noodles into his mouth: “it’s OK.”

“Well,” Chuichi chewed, “you feed me.”

“Why.” Yan hang said.

“I’m cute.” Junior one said.

“Slap you, thick skinned.” Yan hang tut.

“Every day, say to smoke, smoke me,” Chuyi smile, “once did not give up, willing to really smoke.”

“Sooner or later, I’ll beat you hard,” Yan hang said, adding a chopstick to his mouth. “If you don’t clean up, you don’t know who’s covering you.”

“Brother Xiaotian, what about me.” At the beginning of the year, I eat and talk.

“So don’t mess with brother Xiaotian,” Yan hang said. “If you mess with brother Xiaotian, you’ll beat the dog live.”

Chuyi laughed for a long time: “my little sister said that if you don’t live again, you have to live again. I’m angry.”

“No,” Yan hang put a piece of meat in his hand and fed it to him, “come to repair the car with brother dog’s bare arm, and it will explode immediately.”

In fact, it’s not very comfortable to wait for someone to feed you. I’m always afraid of choking. I should be very careful when eating. I don’t pay attention to losing noodles.

But the first day of junior high school still insisted on lying like this, waiting for Yan hang to feed him.

He and Yan hang have been together for quite a long time. There are not too many times when they are so greasy and crooked. Now he especially enjoys it.

Sometimes he thought about it and was a little afraid. If in a few years, there would be such a scene between them.

“Yan hang,” he put his backhand around Yan Hang’s waist, reached into his clothes, and put his fingers gently on his waist, “you say.”

“Well?” Yan hang answered.

“People change, don’t they?” First day of junior high school.

“Yes,” said Yan hang, “aren’t we both changing? So much has changed. ”

“Will it change after that?” Junior one asked again.

“No one is the same all his life,” Yan hang said, touching his face. “Everything will change a little. If you see more things and think differently, people will change.”

“I don’t want to change.” Junior one said.

“Why?” Yan hang asked.

“I’m afraid I’ll be ten thousand, if one day I change and I don’t like you,” the first day of junior high school said, “how pitiful you are.”

“Who?” Yan hang asked.

“What, who?” At first I was stunned.

“Don’t like me. Who do you like?” Yan hang asked. Without waiting for the first day of junior high school to answer, he grabbed the collar of the first day of junior high school and said, “Zhou Chunyang?”

The first day of junior high school was happy: “what…”

“I really should get him out to fight.” Yan hang said.

“Hurry to fight, fight,” Chuichi said with a smile, “you have many wishes. You are young. You are going to realize it. I’m worried for you.”

Yan hang laughed and said, “you can call him later to make an appointment.”

Chuyi turns his head with a smile, opens his clothes and kisses him on the belly.

“Pay attention to the influence,” said Yan hang. “My father is downstairs, and you haven’t wiped your mouth after eating fried noodles.”

I wiped my mouth with the paper towel on the side table.

“Dog.” Yan hang lowered his head and nodded on the tip of his nose.

“Ah.” The first day of junior high school.

“You don’t have to worry,” said Yan hang. “In your life, you should have no chance to like other people except me.”

Junior one looked at him: “what about you?”

“Me too,” said Yan hang. “There is no more lovely dog than you.”

Chuyi chuckled and put his hand around his neck and pinched: “I may be thinking too much.”

“Is it about your parents’ divorce?” Yan hang asked.

“Probably,” the first day of junior high school said, “just married. When I got married, I didn’t think I would. How about this

“You’re not thinking right. Why are you staring at them all the time?” Yan hang said. “You have to see your uncle Yan.”

Junior one did not speak, silent for a long time to close his eyes: “really.”

“There are so many people in the world,” Yan hang said, touching his eyelashes. “There are so many people who are bullied every day. I’ll fight for justice once. It’s you.”

On the first day of junior high school, I was happy twice.

“There are so many people in the world,” Yan hang continued softly. “It took you a year to find one of them, that’s me.””Ah.” Just a little bit.

“There are so many people in the world,” Yan hang thought, “let me think about the words…”

“We are the most enviable couple.” Junior one said.

Yan hang tut said: “yes, they all cry with envy.”

Chuichi smiles and raises his arm to hook his neck. He kisses him on the lip.

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