This group of people came and went in a hurry, and the great actor of the Gu Dynasty, who was once again trapped by the collective, was left alone in the grandmother's place without tears. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Don't cry, little Weizi. Grandma, who hadn't grasped the key point yet, kindly comforted: "You can rest assured that you can act, although you look much uglier than your grandfather, but don't you have that, right, acting?

As soon as Liu Caifeng's words fell, Gu Chaowei's tears finally flowed out: "Grandma, I'm a good-looking faction..."

"Okay, okay, this kid, say you're ugly, why are you crying.."

An old man who is in a hurry and a family who is obedient to his knees constitute the most warm and happy everyone.

As the picture slowly faded, the camera also zoomed out farther and farther, leaving only a family photo in the hall that had been hanging behind Liu Caifeng, which was extraordinarily black and white, which was eye-catching.

In the photo, Liu Caifeng is still in the prime of her life, sitting in a wooden chair with a backrest, holding a swaddling baby wrapped in her arms, her face is smiling very sweetly, and there is a circle of small radish heads standing beside her, one two three four five six.

And standing behind their mother and son was the old man who supported the family, Gu Zheng, who was still young and still had the same demeanor.

He was wearing a straight robe, and his hand on the back of Caifeng's chair was very upright, but he lowered his head slightly, and the gentle gaze when he looked at Caifeng's mother and son betrayed what he thought in his heart, he loved them, and he loved this family even more.

When the camera played here, the pages of the book gradually blurred, and the mountains and waters, people and houses of the world over there once again dissipated in front of the smiling book that Gu Zheng was looking at.

Seeing this, Gu Zheng also understood that the end of the world he had just escaped from was over.

There are no green eyebrows here, and there is no white lotus, it seems that after he left, these two women did not attach themselves to Gu Zheng for a lifetime, but walked out of their own path.

According to the prosperity of the Gu family, Gu Zheng thought that if he wanted to come to the original master in that world, he would not have any regrets.

That's good!

Gu Zheng bared his teeth and closed the book lightly, and suddenly flicked the old ocean that appeared in his hand with his thumb.

'Ding.. ’

The crisp sound of the metal colliding was unusually loud in the silence of the night, and flew into the ocean in mid-air, and against the backdrop of the light bulb, a light that belonged to the smell of copper flashed.

It seems that this is the extra feedback given to Gu Zheng in that world, when Gu Zheng placed it next to the horsewhip and ancient books of the Duobao Pavilion, it was as if he remembered something, turned his head, and asked the last question of the night: "By the way, I almost forgot about business, laughed and forgot the book, how many days of life have I fished in this world?"

"Twenty days, Qingmei White Lotus, successfully rescued, one person for ten days. The original owner was very satisfied and paid for the life in full. ”

"Oh, and this saying, does that mean that the more people I save, the longer the life I will live here! Yes, I hope to become a long-lived old goblin. ”

"Hahaha!"

Looking at Gu Zheng, who didn't bother to take care of it anymore since he got the answer, turned around and went out to go back to the house to sleep, his heart was extremely anxious when he forgot the book, this host wouldn't think that he would give ten days of life if he saved a random person, right?

'Crunch'

The door is tightly closed.

Forget it, I laughed and forgot to write in resignation, and kicked my legs, I still continued to bathe in the moonlight and make a book for a corpse.

Gu Zheng, who successfully continued his life for more than a month, had a rare refreshing sleep, he felt that he had been washed both physically and mentally, and the whole person was like a new life, glowing with unprecedented energy.

No, it was still dark, and he got up from the bed, not that he didn't want to sleep as usual, but his body seemed to have a biological clock, pulling him up from his sleep, automatically dressing, putting on shoes, walking to the yard, and making a movement to pull the cart.

I'll go!

It wasn't until Gu Zheng was awakened by this squatting, getting up, and running towards the courtyard gate that he realized that habit was really a terrible thing.

I never got up on the three poles in the sun, but I got up early!

This made Gu Zheng really sleepy at this time, yes, it was rare to be able to take a look at the morning scene of the capital, and now he is no longer doing the job of pulling a rickshaw, but he can still run in the morning.

Thinking of this, Gu Zheng relaxed, he changed into a pair of comfortable sneakers, pushed the door padlock and jumped out.

Stepping through the stinky ditch, through the asphalt alley, and going to put some water in the public toilet that exuded the 'fragrance' of the night, Gu Zheng began his life in the morning.

More comfortable shoes, rhythmic and dynamic music, Gu Zheng on the road is running wanton and flamboyant, as his pace gets bigger and bigger, he finds that after running for thousands of meters, he can still maintain a steady breathing and not gasping at all.

Heck, I'm really lucky, such a good habit must be maintained for a long time in the future.

On a whim, Gu Zheng, who had two large circles around the urban village, finally stopped his long-distance running speed that was almost amazed by pedestrians under the temptation of pancakes and fruits and soy milk.

"A set of pancakes and fruits, double eggs, add intestines, don't be spicy! By the way, the soy milk should be freshly ground, let's have a mung bean!"

Look at this momentum, I know that this is buying pancakes, I don't know, I think I am scolding Fang Xuan.

"Bang!" The owner of the cake cart, who Gu Zheng was familiar with, picked up the scoop in the bucket full of millet syrup, and gave his old customer a spoonful of very thick pie crust.

The hot round iron plate and the yellowish batter hug together without any gaps, stirring up the white mist that belongs to the heat wave in the spring, and the slight fragrance of the millet noodles when they are fried.

A wooden shovel blade, carrying the underlying wisdom of the working people, spreads a spoonful of sticky slurry into a round pie crust in three or two clicks.

'Woo'

The fragrance is even stronger, and before it is burnt, two round, transparent egg whites with slightly trembling yolks are beaten to the crust.

'Bang Bang Bang'

Broken, flattened, chopped green onions, sesame seeds, and then a dazzling whole cake flipped, the clean and slippery side, appeared in front of the boss and Gu Zheng.

A king of kings, cut into cross flowers, was reluctantly squeezed out of the red casing, naked and honest in front of everyone, like a woman about to be blessed by the emperor, was cooked on both sides, and the crust was covered with salty and sweet sauce, and rolled up.

The four corners were stacked, a set of paper packaging, and a freshly baked pancake, as if it had not been eaten for many years, was handed to Gu Zheng.

"Your soy milk is also ready, take you. ”

Gu Zheng, who was about to be hungry, didn't care about any image, so he dropped eight yuan, clicked a bite of pancakes, and ate a mouthful of soy milk while walking.