I have four goddess sisters

Chapter 328

Chapter 328

After making sure that no one was walking on the stairs, Chen Yao woke up with his eyes open.

The decor in the room is no different from those in hotels in small country towns.

The wallpapers with intricate patterns on the walls were once swollen by water, but now they are pasted yellow and dry.

It can be said that there is no house layout plan in the small port of call town, and people may pass by in any direction of the building.

Even though the room Chen Yao lived in was fairly quiet, but as soon as he opened the window, he could see those people running around from time to time on the street downstairs.

The room is very small, just a bed and a desk, and there is a wall calendar from the last century in the squatting toilet next to the outside of the house.

The doors, windows, etc. are the most retro styles, and there is no guarantee of safety performance at all.

However, the hotel he is currently staying in is said to be owned by a bar. This place probably has something to do with Brother Fei, so it would be a safe place for people to stay.

The two wooden windows facing the window hadn't been opened for some time, and after a little effort, they were pushed out.

The wooden window lattices looked a little rotten, and the mottled red paint began to peel off in pieces.

At three o'clock in the morning, the town of Port of Call was full of lights shining everywhere.

It was quite a distance from the pier where they landed, and the whole town seemed to be in a carnival at night.

Chen Yao stood by the window and looked downstairs, his mind was very clear, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Fei Ge and his group of black boxers don't know when they will go to the boxing gym, so they can follow the past to see and see.

It is said that a person from the world's number one killer organization came to the boxing gym, and this person may be able to take him to the base.

After looking at the uninteresting street scene downstairs, Chen Yao fell asleep after taking a shower.

Whether it's furniture, bed sheets or quilt covers, there is an old atmosphere in the room.

He was uncomfortable lying on it, and after moving left and right twice, he forced himself to close his eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, when he opened his eyes, he saw the yellow ceiling.

The whole street was silent, without any liveliness that it should have in broad daylight.

He walked downstairs on the wooden board in a daze. When he came down from the stairs, he didn't hear anyone else talking at all. The day and night here were like two different worlds.

Walking to the front desk of the bar, there were few people in the crowded hall last night.

The people who work in the hotel are now lying on the sofa in disorder.

When Chen Yao walked to the bar, he didn't see Brother Fei and his party, but only saw a mature and plump woman wiping the cup.

Perhaps because of staying up all night, the woman looked a little haggard.

The hair was messy and scattered behind the head, and the bun that was originally combed was now loose, adding a bit of messy beauty to the whole person.

"You're awake, the town is noisy at night, and everyone basically sleeps during the day."

"Last night, there seemed to be another fight. Didn't they quarrel with you?"

She raised her head and glanced at Chen Yao, stopped what she was doing and poured him a glass of cold water.

"No."

"I've been so tired these days, I fell asleep shortly after lying down, what about Brother Fei and the others?"

Chen Yao asked, holding the cup and nodding to the woman.

Those people lying on the sofa have not woken up until now, but fortunately, they were quite peaceful when they were sleeping, and they didn't make too many noises.

There are cigarette shells in the dance floor hall, and there are also those liquids poured on the ground, which seem to be left after the carnival.

"Brother Fei and the others don't live here, they usually live in the dormitory arranged by the boxing gym."

"The game is about to start. They have daily training and pay more attention to what they eat and drink."

"Recently, you can rest assured that you live behind the bar. This place is much safer than other places, but we don't cook with fire in this place. If you want to eat, you have to go to the street."

The woman pushed aside the wooden boards blocking the bar and pointed to the avenue that looked like the road was full of potholes.

"Everyone basically sleeps during the day. If you feel bored, come and sit in the bar. During the day, there will also be movies and singing here."

"It's still early, and there should be someone selling rice by noon. You can go and have a look. The food here may be a little different from what you eat in other places. There are all kinds of flavors. You can choose what you like to buy." Bar."

Chen Yao sat in the bar for a while, chatting casually with the woman.

She came to the town of Port of Call seven or eight years ago. Later, because of everyone's help, she barely opened a bar in the town that raised funds from many parties.

Today's life is still passable, don't think about the future, just live a day is a day.

Seeing that it was almost ten o'clock, and he had not had a good meal on the boat before, Chen Yao told Sister Hua that he was going out for a walk.

"Sister Hua, I'm going out to eat first, do I need to bring you a copy later?"

Sister Hua sat sleepily by the bar, half of her body lying on the wooden board.

"No, I don't have much appetite. I'll go back to my room and sleep later. You can eat by yourself."

Chen Yao nodded and walked towards the street, but he didn't see many people along the way.

Most of those who do business in this small town open restaurants or small shops.

Occasionally, you can see those massage parlors, hairdressers, etc., but the facilities are not complete, and they all look like products of the last century, old and dated.

After almost walking through the entire street, Chen Yao arrived at a Chinese restaurant.

The reason for choosing their house is entirely because their house has a big door, and there is a pot and stove beside the road, which looks barely clean.

A slightly obese and lazy woman was sitting by the door and slowly picking vegetables. Occasionally passers-by on the road greeted her, but she just raised her eyelids.

But at ten o'clock in the morning, the temperature here suddenly rose. Even a person like Chen Yao, who has always been patient, felt extremely hot.

There is a broken and rusty fan hanging on the wall. Every time it turns, people worry that the fan will fall down.

Seeing Chen Yao coming in, the woman didn't greet him, but asked him what's for lunch?
"We have fried rice, donburi rice, stewed rice, and pilaf rice here."

"Anyway, it's white rice as a side dish. What flavor do you want?"

The woman asked in not-so-idiomatic Mandarin.

"Anything is fine, a little meat would be better." Chen Yao replied.

The woman nodded, stood up, and began to wash the dishes carefully by the sink.

All her movements are extremely slow, just like this laid-back town.

After waiting for almost two or three minutes, the dishes were finally washed.

(End of this chapter)