I provoked you on purpose

Before Zhou Chong had time to refute, this person had already approached him.

Zhou Chong didn't move, but he felt that half of his body was stiff.

"Turn your head to this side a little bit! My cigarette has reached the tip of your nose, do you want to use your nostril to light a cigarette for me?"

The man laughed lightly, and the soft smoky voice touched his ears, making his ears quiver.

It was too close, so close that Zhou Chong could smell the breath he exhaled from his mouth, which was cool, sour, and smelled like lemon mint.

The sparks burned slowly, and it only took a few seconds to ignite from one cigarette to another.

"Have you eaten my mints?" Zhou Chong turned his head to the side, looking at the man standing at the foot of the wall, his eyes were calm, without any ups and downs.

"Ha! You can smell this! A dog's nose!" Xie Yunsheng held a cigarette between his fingers, his brows and eyes were curved, and his smile was wavy.

"Why didn't you get sour?" Zhou Chong gave him a nod.

Xie Yunsheng was choked up.

"Look, I'm just saying that you set this thing up for murder, there's nothing wrong with it!"

With a cigarette dangling from his mouth, Xie Yunsheng reached into his pocket and took out a candy with a transparent plastic skin.

"Where did you get this thing?"

"Try two more bites, it's quite delicious."

"The sandwich inside is too sour, it can make your nerves sore."

Zhou Chong pinched his cigarette, took a deep puff, and then sprayed the cigarette on Xie Yunsheng's face: "Don't get cheap and act good."

"Bah! Spit me out with cigarettes, you're not childish!" Xie Yunsheng was sprayed with smoke all over his face, but he couldn't be happier.

Zhou Chong didn't know what he was laughing at, so he glanced at him like a fool.

The two of them just stood in the corner like this, you and I smoked cigarettes one by one, until the end of a cigarette, Xie Yunsheng said: "In two days, you may not see me again."

"Huh?" Zhou Chong raised his eyebrows: "Are you going to die?"

"Damn it! You curse me!" Xie Yun stretched out his legs and kicked Zhou Chong, but the kick missed, and the kick was in vain.

"Do you talk like that? Can we still have fun?"

Xie Yunsheng himself didn't know how he could endure this man, his mouth was poisonous and weak, as if he had been wiped with paraquat!How could I be happy to play with this bastard!

This is just like finding a grandfather for myself!

Zhou Chong didn't have any idea, he pinched his cigarette, took the last puff, put out the cigarette butt on the red brick wall, raised his eyebrows and glanced at Xie Yunsheng: "Where are you going?"

In a word, Xie Yunsheng was comfortable.

"Go to school." Xie Yunsheng also pressed the cigarette butt on the wall, and branded the place where Zhou Chong pressed, and now a small black circle was completely printed on the red brick.

"Are you still a student?" Zhou Chong raised his eyebrows and glanced at Xie Yunsheng up and down.

He had actually heard Zhou Wenwu say it, but he still couldn't help joking with Xie Yunsheng.

"Why am I not?" Xie Yun gave Zhou Chong an angry look, "I'm only 21! Is it strange to go to school?"

"Do I look old?"

"How is it not like a student?"

Zhou Chong's tongue hooked the corners of his lips, his eyebrows raised slightly and he didn't speak.

In fact, Xie Yunsheng doesn't look old at all. He has fair skin, soft eyebrows and eyes, and looks quite harmless. If he were about 1.7 meters tall, he might look like a child.

But Xie Yunsheng is 1.8 meters tall!He was half a shoulder taller than Zhou Chong, with a harmless face and a crew cut with thorns, but he was not so kind.

"Do you live on campus?" Zhou Chong didn't reply to his words, but changed the subject and asked.

"Live, Jinbei City is too far away from Nanliguai, I can't run back every day, can I?"

Xie Yunsheng frowned slightly, but he didn't look very happy: "We won't be on vacation for at least a week, maybe you won't be able to see me for a while."

He just made such a friend, and he won't see him so soon.Still very depressed.

"Oh." Zhou Chong responded.

"Is this how you react?" Xie Yunsheng wondered again.

"Then how should I react?"

"Shouldn't I say something farewell?" Xie Yunsheng raised his chin with a troubled expression on his face.

Zhou Chong laughed, and looked at Xie Yunsheng with a smile on his lips: "Isn't it better to hug your trouser legs to see you off? Crying and telling you not to go?"

"Pretentious! What's wrong!" Zhou Chong shook his hands into a fist, and lightly smashed Xie Yunsheng's heart. "It's easy to walk all the way, and it's not easy to walk slowly."

Xie Yunsheng: "Why do I sound so unkind?"

Zhou Chong retracted his hand and sneered, ignoring him.

"Honestly, I don't really want to go to school. It's so much fun to be with you. School is not that interesting. It's boring!"

Xie Yunsheng pressed Zhou Chong's shoulder with his elbow, and complained to Zhou Chong about the school bit by bit.

"You know the old man who chased me last time, the one with a Chinese face and a loud voice! That's my counselor, Comrade Wang. If he hadn't caught him that day, I could have stayed at home for another week."

Xie Yunsheng frowned, bit his lip, and had a gloomy expression, which showed that he was not very happy.

"By the way, I'm about to tell you the color of my trousers. You haven't told me how old you are yet." Xie Yunsheng suddenly mentioned it as if thinking of forgetting something.

"Oh, then you tell me what color it is, and I'll tell you." Zhou Chongzin smiled, eyes slightly raised, and looked at Xie Yunsheng with unclear meaning.

"Damn it!" Xie Yunsheng was startled, and immediately jumped up from Zhou Chong's shoulders, blocking his chest with both hands. "Underwear, do you want to see all the pants?"

"What are you covering up?" Zhou Chong glanced at him sideways: "You put underwear on your chest?"

Xie Yunsheng: ...

"Xiao Zhouzi, you have changed. You are too dirty now." Xie Yunsheng gritted his teeth, glared at Zhou Chong, and lowered his hand covering his chest in an instant.

"Where am I dirty?"

"Didn't you tell me to tell me the color of bottoms and trousers?" Zhou Chong's eyes were calm, and his facial expression remained unchanged.

Xie Yunsheng finally saw what it means to be serious and play hooligans.

"My, that's an exaggerated statement, exaggeration, you know?"

"Hey, how old are you?" Xie Yun continued to ask, unwilling to give up.

To be honest, Zhou Chong's age is extremely hard to guess.

He has good facial features, although he looks young, but his temper is extremely calm, and he is extremely calm. With such a temperament, even if others say that he is thirty, some people will believe him. They can only feel that he is well maintained!

No one would have thought that he was just a 19-year-old boy!

Even Xie Yunsheng was no exception.

"It's time, I have to go back." Zhou Chong looked at his watch, the pointer just crossed twelve, and the boss not far away was already beckoning people to go to the table.

Zhou Chong copied his hands and was about to leave when his fingertips touched something soft in his pocket, which was still warm.

"Here, milk, it's hot." He took out the milk from his pocket and threw it into Xie Yunsheng's arms. The milk bag just landed in Xie Yunsheng's arms.

Xie Yunsheng was taken aback by the sudden surprise, and then lowered his eyebrows, looking at the milk bag in his arms with a smile, and there was a little rippling in his smile.

"For me?" He called to stop the man who had just turned his head.

"Otherwise?" Zhou Chong glanced at him.

Xie Yun was overjoyed, he took the bag of milk and put it in his palm, it was slightly hot and soft.

"I'm a tiger, and I'm nineteen this year." Zhou Chong turned his head, and suddenly said such a sentence behind his back, which made Xie Yunsheng behind him almost dumbfounded, and almost scared the milk bag in his hand.

"Lying... in the trough!"

"He's two years younger than me!"

Lunch is on time at twelve noon.

The busy people who came also sat at the table. The table was a big round table, and a table could seat eight or nine people. They were surrounded by groups, and it was very lively.

Wang Cuihua put all the chopsticks and spoons on the table long ago, and the person sitting on the seat took a pair of chopsticks and a spoon, staring at the two large pots in the yard, staring closely, as if drooling.

Since Zhou's family was in charge of business, Zhou Chong was the chief executive who sat with Zhou Wenwu, which was not out of order. Mr. Zhou sat in the center of the chief executive, with Zhou Chong and Zhou Wenwu next to him.

The first dish is a cold dish, which contains a plate of fried peanuts that have been peeled off and sprinkled with salt. The second dish is also a cold dish, with a plate of melon seeds.

Seeing a group of people grabbing together, Zhou Chong suddenly couldn't reach out with his chopsticks.

Let's not talk about whether this dish is considered a dish, but just say that he can't eat the way he grasped it with his hands, let alone the melon seeds, how can he grasp the oily peanuts with his hands?

Before he finished thinking, Zhou Wenwu copied a handful of peanuts and put them in front of him: "Eat, you're welcome, eat some of this first, and the hot dishes will be served later, there are elbows!"

Zhou Chong squeezed a peanut and threw it into his mouth, his face almost froze.

The table noodles arranged by Wang Cuihua were indeed quite good, but Zhou Chong didn't eat much, not because he disliked the food, but because the way everyone ate was a bit awkward, which made him unable to eat even a chopstick.

As soon as the elbow was on the table, a big bone was grabbed by someone, and the meat was immediately divided up. The one who was looking for the big stick bone was even more so, and took the big stick bone and stuffed it into his mouth. It's like not eating meat in 800 years.

What made Zhou Chong even more amazed was that there were actually people rubbing the steamed buns against the bottom of the bowl, making the bottom of the bowl shiny!

In this situation, even if Zhou Chong had the best appetite, he couldn't keep it up.

Hate it, really hate it.

He has never seen such a meal in his life, and this is the first time he has seen it today.

However, the Zhou family is not much better off when others say that others eat and work.

The bowl with tiger skin and meat in front of Zhou Wenwu was being rubbed against the bottom of the bowl with a steamed bun, and the plates in front of Mr. Zhou were also piled up like a hill, all of which were picked up by Zhou Wenwu.

Don't care if you can eat it or not, just put it in, and if you can't finish it, you can put it in the next meal and eat it tomorrow.

As soon as a meal was finished, a few people took out plastic bags from their pockets, put the vegetables they had made into the plastic bags, and then put the plastic bags into their arms, like babies.

This is for the wife and children at home.

After a messy lunch, Zhou Wenwu also started to arrange business here.