Fast time travel: The villain male god keeps flirting

Chapter 350 "Crush on This Little Thing (20)"

Waving goodbye to Zhou Meng and the others, there was an uncontrollable smile on the corner of Zhuang Yan's mouth.

This day was the most tangled and happiest day for him. He saw the lively and lovely side of the girl, and also learned that the silver-haired boy was not his rival in love...

The further he walked, the farther away he was from the urban area. The street lights on the street were dim and yellow, illuminating people's hearts and minds, and the shops facing the street became more and more dilapidated. With his pockets in his pockets solemnly, he walked into a village in the city without saying a word, as usual.

His home is in this overcrowded and complicated urban village. He has lived here since he was a child, and it has been more than ten years.

Arriving at the dilapidated small house huddled in the alley, Zhuang Yan took out a key from his trouser pocket and opened the door calmly.

"Squeak..." The door opened.

No surprises, no lights.

He laughed at himself, that person didn't go home.

When he turned on the light, the dark house instantly became bright, and the dilapidated furnishings were exposed in front of his eyes, the unwashed bowls and chopsticks casually placed on the table, the pitch-black walls, and the things he cherished so much but were surrounded by. A messy desk made by people...

He glanced at the room, then brought a basin, washed the rag, and silently wiped the table.

In order to get out of this embarrassment, he must study hard.

Because this is his only way out of the quagmire...

The next day, he got up early, changed into a white T-shirt and black pants with a faint scent of soap locust, and rode his bicycle to the small shop where he worked.

This is a small fly shop, so even though Zhuang Yan is not an adult, the shop hires him as a waiter at a price not lower than the market price.

"Xiao Zhuang, you're here." The uncle owner of the Fly House greeted him with a smile.

During the summer vacation, Zhuang Yan would come to this small restaurant to work for almost three years. He has a very good relationship with the shop owner, Uncle Zhang, and he is also very grateful to Uncle Zhang for helping him in a timely manner.

"Uncle Zhang, do you need my help?" Zhuang Yan bent his lips.

For Uncle Zhang, he already regarded him as a family member. The uncle's son went to work in other places, and the uncle almost regarded himself as his second son.

Uncle Zhang prepared the mung bean water that he had prepared a long time ago, and he shook his head with a smile, "There is no work in the morning, Xiao Zhuang, come quickly, uncle has prepared mung bean water for you."

He was not shy, thanked him, and accepted Uncle Zhang's kindness.

After drinking mung bean water, he put on an apron and plastic gloves, cleaned the table, washed the dishes, mopped the floor neatly, and together with Uncle Zhang cleaned the small shop less than [-] square meters clean.

It was almost noon when the two of them finished their work. Uncle Zhang wiped off his sweat, "Oh, it's too hot, I'll buy you some ice cream."

"No need, mung bean water is very good at relieving fever." Zhuang Yan hurriedly stopped Uncle Zhang. Uncle Zhang is actually not rich, and he appreciates Uncle Zhang's kindness, but there is no need to spend any more money.

"Okay, Xiaozhuang, take a good rest." Uncle Zhang rushed to the kitchen again.

He remembered that on his birthday when he was 15 years old, the weather was particularly gloomy. He ran home happily, but found that there was no one in the house.

On that day, the mother took away all the family savings and ran away, and other men, leaving him and his father...

That was the first time he knew what despair is...

Since then, that man has changed, from a slightly cowardly and honest man to drinking and fighting, not working hard, and finally lost his job, and has no money for him to study...

When he was desperate during the summer vacation that year, Uncle Zhang saw his distraught side. Uncle Zhang "hired" a 15-year-old child at a price no lower than the market price, and said to the outside world that the child at home came to help with exercise.

He earned his own tuition that year, and he swore that he would study and get out of this quagmire.

Then, have the confidence to confess to the girl you love.

Therefore, this is also the reason why he cowardly dared not confess that evening.

She is a little princess raised in an ivory tower, ignorant of the world, innocent and happy, the most annoying thing is that the idol has a new girlfriend or the homework assigned by the teacher;
But he is different...

It's useless to think so much more than reality, Yan Yan shook his head with a wry smile, put on an apron, and went to work with all his heart.

"Solemn, a Yangzhou fried rice."

"Xiaozhuang, a glass of red bayberry juice."

Zhuang Yan was sent around, since Zhuang Yan came to the small restaurant, the traffic in the small restaurant has obviously increased, the most of them are school girls, some girls who are obsessed with Zhuang Yan's appearance almost come to this small restaurant every day to appreciate (idiot) his appearance .

"Yangzhou fried rice." Zhuang Yan brought the porcelain plate to the guests' dining table. The guests at this table were a few childish junior high school girls. As soon as he came over, they chattered and immediately turned into little quails.

The few of them pushed and shoved each other, and one of them, a bold girl, took the initiative to ask him for his cell phone number, and sighed solemnly, "I don't have a cell phone, I don't have QQ, I don't have Wei Shuo... you guys go eat."

"Then do you have a girlfriend?"

Zhuang Yan's face darkened, "...study hard."

The teaching director felt that it was from the shop, and several junior high school students were yelled at by him and almost lost their gold beans.

These kids are really difficult...

After finishing his lunch, Zhuang Yan ate Uncle Zhang's specialty Yangzhou Fried Rice, chewing it tastelessly, his expression was a little absent-minded, his eyes were glazed, he didn't know what he was thinking.

What do you think, it was some little bastard who disturbed his spring water but ran away!
What is she doing now?
Biting the penholder and frowning to write homework;

Lie on the comfortable big bed and sleep soundly;
Holding a big watermelon and watching TV with relish?
Majestic, full of the figure of a little bastard, or laughing, or making trouble, or gentle, or naughty, or shy, or heroic...

His mind is like an automatic looping video, every frame and every second is someone's picture...

Yo, it's very sour!

It doesn't matter, one summer vacation, he still has a chance to see her again!
On this side, the solemn boy's heart is full of joy, while on the other side, the little bastard who has long forgotten about the Huaichun boy wants to pack his bags and prepare to run away... No, he is going back to his hometown.

"Zhou Yuan, is your schoolbag so light?" Zhou Meng looked at the brother who was carrying the small schoolbag in surprise, and couldn't help asking.

Zhou Yuan nodded, "Yes, there are only two clothes, one pair of shoes, two pairs of socks and a mobile phone."

Zhou Meng also nodded in satisfaction, yes, yes.

Zhou Yuan carried his sister's heavy schoolbag on his back in grief and indignation, and asked, "I'll go, your schoolbag is too heavy, what's in it?"

Zhou Meng smiled, "Lipstick, facial cleanser, essence water, a box of mask, sunscreen, sunshade, makeup remover, makeup remover cotton..."

Zhou Yuan: "..."

　Zhou Meng: What’s wrong with being a delicate pig girl (smile)?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)