This is a very ordinary-looking souvenir shop, and the area of the shop is not very large.

The owner is a middle-aged man who likes to drink and dresses casually, even giving him a down-and-out look. When I first arrived at this tourist street, the shopkeepers of the shops next to it were very curious, because few outsiders came to the waterfront to run a souvenir shop, and the shopkeepers did strange things and did not like to sell things to others, which was very unusual, so it attracted a lot of people

Come around and watch the excitement.

However, as time went on, the initial curiosity became a habit, so no one usually comes to this shop.

The inside of the shop was deserted, and in addition to the strange owner, there was a girl in her early twenties, who looked ordinary, but had very white skin and a delicate appearance, and was a clerk recruited by the store, a native of the sea.

In the shop, the strange shopkeeper was sitting on the carpet, holding a sharp knife in his right hand, and it was hard to imagine that a middle-aged man actually had a pair of white jade palms.

In his left hand, he holds a piece of hard wood, and the knife carves, buckles, sharpens, and rubs on the wood, and his movements are very elegant, like an artist painting or playing the piano, giving people a feeling of enjoyment. As his movements continued to be repeated, the wood gradually appeared in the form of a human figure, a woman, lifelike carving, her hair, arms, and waist were all filled with a perfect beauty, but the man put the knife on the face of the wood, and was about to carve her facial features

There was a click on the wood, and a slight crack appeared.

"Hey. The middle-aged man sighed softly, then stood up and skillfully placed the wood on the wooden frame behind him.

It can be seen that the rows of wooden shelves behind him are already full of the same wood carvings, about a thousand at a glance, but each wood carving is not complete, but with flaws. There was once a customer who insisted on buying these 'waste' wood carvings, and the price was 30,000 yuan, but the shopkeeper did not sell them to him, which caused a lot of discussion around him, so some people regarded him as a madman, only the owner of a fruit shop on this street liked to come to watch his carvings

The appearance of a wood carving.

It seems that his act of carving wood carvings is regarded as an artistic performance.

Both men in the store were accustomed to his failure.

"Uncle Zhuo, if you go to Uncle Li's place for dinner, I'll help you look after the store at noon. A girl whispered.

The girl is an employee in the store, her name is Zhang Xiaomei, a native of Binhai, because her mother is sick, so she gave up working in other places and stayed in the local area.

"Okay, I'll be back after dinner. Zhuo Bufan put down the knife in his hand and left the store with the middle-aged man in the shop.

The middle-aged man's name is Li Mingshu, who runs a fruit shop in this tourist street, has a wife and two children, and lives a harmonious and happy life. Zhuo Bufan left Xuzhou and searched the Dragon Kingdom all the way, but he didn't find any trace of Ye Ziqin, and his demons became more and more serious, so he chose to stop in Binhai and opened a tourist souvenir shop, in order to experience the life of ordinary people, in order to get rid of himself

His own demons.

He came back from the cultivation realm, although he was still an ordinary person, but he was not living an ordinary life, his mood had already changed, when this change first started, he didn't feel it, but with Ye Ziqin's departure, he found the hidden demon in his heart.

If I don't lay a good foundation, how can I transcend mortals and officially step into the path of cultivating immortals.

When he came to Li Mingshu's house, his wife Zhang Chunmei had already prepared a meal, Zhang Chunmei had a gentle personality and was obedient to her husband, which made others envious.

"Brother Zhuo is here, I'll go get a pair of dishes and chopsticks, and get some dishes casually, Lao Li won't say anything in advance, otherwise I'll go buy some food." Zhang Chunmei greeted.

"No, I'll come over to eat when I have time, but I'm embarrassed. Zhuo Bufan said with an indifferent smile.

Li Mingshu shouted again: "By the way, take out the Wuliangye that others gave me last time, and I want to have two drinks with Brother Zhuo." ”

"Okay. Zhang Chunmei smiled and walked towards the kitchen.

The table is full of home-cooked food, Li Mingshu has a good life, his wife is understanding, his son has just entered elementary school, only his own daughter, who has just entered high school, is still in the rebellious period of youth, and he doesn't go home all day after vacation, which gives him a headache.

Zhuo Bufan and Li Mingshu were eating and drinking, chatting about some parents' shortcomings and trivial matters in the tourist street.

"During this off-season, business in the fruit store is not good, and the children ask for money all day long, which is really sad. Li Mingshu took a sip of white wine, and gasped coldly.

Zhuo Bufan already regarded himself as an ordinary person, and said with a smile: "The child always has to teach, and when she understands your good intentions, she will naturally be grateful to you." ”

"I wish she understood. Just don't mess with me. Li Mingshu shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Cut, come to my house again. A child next to him muttered as he picked up the rice in the bowl.

"Li Yi, how do you speak, if you don't want to eat, go back to the room. Li Mingshu frowned and scolded, this child is his youngest son, who has just entered the fourth grade of primary school this year.

Li Yi pouted stubbornly, "Originally, let Uncle Zhuo give me a piece of wood carving, don't give it to me, stingy ghost." ”

Zhuo Bufan smiled faintly, but did not speak.

"You kid......" Li Mingshu raised his palm, wanting to fight.

"Mom, Dad is going to beat me. Li Yi opened his voice and shouted.

"Stinky boy, I haven't hit you yet, what's your name? Li Mingshu put down his hand, said helplessly, looked at Zhuo Bufan and said, "Brother Zhuo, let you laugh." ”

"It's fine. ”

Zhuo Bufan smiled and shook his head, this is the life of ordinary people, ordinary people's parents are short, enough to make Zhuo Bufan feel a lot of things.

While they were chatting, suddenly there was a commotion outside.

"Oh, what are you doing, I'm going to call the police. Zhang Chunmei's voice came from downstairs.

Li Mingshu hurriedly put down the chopsticks in his hand and ran down the stairs on his feet, Zhuo Bufan frowned, and followed along. It turned out that in front of the fruit stand, several Harley-Davidson motorcycles were lined up, and a group of delinquent teenagers with yellow hair, green hair, and punk leather jackets were sitting on motorcycles, holding steel pipes shining with cold light in their hands, and the fruit stalls were smashed, and apples, bananas, and pears were spilled all over the ground.