The police uncle sat there flipping through the book and looking at the time, taking out his cell phone from time to time to look at the time.

Tell the truth,

He was in the store, and it was very stressful for Zhou Ze and Bai Yingying.

I feel like a thorn is on my back.

This is a good policeman with a righteous spirit, and his uniform is worn by him, which can almost make all evil spirits retreat.

But Zhou Ze couldn't retreat, after all, this place was his own store.

Fortunately, Zhou Ze and Bai Yingying are not low-level ghosts or mountain monsters. Although they are a little uncomfortable, they do not cause any substantial damage.

On the contrary, Zhou Ze also has a kind of heartfelt respect for this person.

The human heart is separated from the belly, it is true,

But as a ghost, he is more sensitive to this feeling.

So, the batch of books Zhou Ze gave him at the beginning was not to tease the other party, but Zhou Ze thought that this kind of policeman who could cultivate a righteous spirit should also like to read some serious and serious

Valuable books.

But later Zhou Ze discovered that the police were also human;

As a human being, he has some of his own interests, such as the police uncle in front of him, sitting there reading novels and reading them immersively.

"Uncle, drink tea."

Bai Yingying came here timidly with a teacup.

"Oh, thank you." The policeman took the teacup, looked at Bai Yingying, and asked, "Don't you go to school?"

“It’s time for holiday today.”

Bai Yingying didn't dare to say that she was stumbled when she didn't go to school, so she would save her troubles from happening next.

Bai Yingying was a little afraid of the person in front of her, and even more serious than Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze is a contemporary person and can be substituted into this thinking mode. Although the person in front of him makes him feel instinctively scared, on the other hand, it also means that the person in front of him is more worthy of people.

respect.

Bai Yingying just felt her heart beating a little fast. After handing over the tea, she immediately ran to the second floor and didn't want to come down again.

"Boss, how much does it cost?" The police uncle looked at Zhou Ze.

"You can watch it," Zhou Ze said.

"This won't work. Forget it. Let's settle the bill when I leave. They will probably pick me up in another half an hour." The police uncle sat down again, touched his pocket, and was stunned for a moment.

As an old cigarette gun, Zhou Ze understood and handed over a cigarette.

"Thank you."

The police uncle thanked Zhou Ze for helping him ignite the fire, and then the two of them smoked cigarettes together.

Cigarettes are indeed a bridge for men's social interactions. From a stranger to a cigarette friend, it is also convenient to say a few awesome words.

"Your business is not easy to do, right?" asked the police uncle.

"Just make do with it." Zhou Ze replied.

"Oh, I remember who you are." The police uncle patted his head and said, "During the last fire, did you rush into the fire to save people?"

Zhou Ze nodded.

"Look at my memory. By the way, the bureau was going to send you a banner last time, why didn't you pick it up?"

"I don't want to show off my duty." Zhou Ze replied.

The police uncle nodded and said helplessly: "Indeed, no one expected that the person who set fire was one of the heroes who rushed into the fire to save people."

"Damn, the taxi really disappeared. It's hard to hit a taxi. I can't even get a taxi. Lao Zhou, it seems we really have to move. This place where birds don't poop is a bitch.

Can't even hit.

I'm missing a wire here, so I have to go back and buy it again, otherwise the host will not be able to be installed."

Xu Qinglang walked in while complaining, and then saw the police uncle sitting in the bookstore.

"Oh, Director Zhao!"

Xu Qinglang obviously knew this policeman, and immediately smiled and said kindly:

"Director Zhao, your body looks very tough. Hiss, I remember seeing news about you a while ago, and I forgot, but it seems that you have made meritorious and received a medal.

Yes, that should be the case, congratulations!"

"You little thing, you are getting better and better." The police uncle stood up with a smile, patted Xu Qinglang on the shoulder, looking very intimate, "Are you still stealing now?"

"How dare you? My family has been demolished and I have been divided into more than 20 houses. Now I am a legal taxpayer citizen." Xu Qinglang replied.

"You..." Director Zhao pointed at Xu Qinglang, "You are so happy."

"Director Zhao, your son is about to get married, why don't I give you a wedding house for your son?"

"Boy, if you dare to say such a bastard in front of me, believe it or not, I will hurry up and go to the bureau?" Director Zhao scolded seriously.

"Hey, I just opened a noodle shop here, and I didn't bribe you. If I hadn't been you, I would probably not have been able to demolish the old houses and land at home. I would be filial to you as a house."

"Just live a good life."

"You know each other?" Zhou Ze asked.

Director Zhao nodded and said, "I know, it's not just about knowing it. This kid has run away and steals things and touches people's wallets since he is less than ten years old. I have been caught by me many times.

When I first caught him, I told my police that I had caught a girl thief, but who knew that he was actually a handler!”

"If you are ignorant before, don't mention it." Xu Qinglang didn't want Zhou Ze to hear his previous scandal.

"If you mention it, you have to mention it. You have done a lot of trouble before. You must not forget those mistakes. You must remember them in your heart and remind yourself not to make any more. Good days are hard-won."

"Director Zhao, I understand." Xu Qinglang nodded.

"By the way, I sent you to Master Sun as an apprentice before. How is Master Sun's health now?" asked Director Zhao.

"It's okay, but his store has been passed on to his son, so I'll go out and do it alone."

It turns out that this is why Xu Qinglang opened a noodle restaurant. At the beginning, there was an accident at his family and almost turned into a gangster in society. He was arrested and educated by Director Zhao, who was the director of the police station at the time, and Director Zhao finally went on to do so.

Arranged him into a noodle restaurant as an apprentice, which allowed him to go on the right path.

Otherwise, Xu Qinglang might have to add another room now, that is, a prison cell.

"Director Zhao, why are you here?" After saying that, Xu Qinglang also whispered: "Let me tell you, don't come here, the feng shui is not good."

The implication is that Zhou Ze’s bookstore has much more dead people than living people reading books.

Zhou Ze raised his eyebrows beside him.

What's the meaning?

"Boy, your problem of pretending to be a god has not changed. I was born under the red flag and grew up under the red flag, so I didn't believe these evil sayings.

Besides, if you are walking upright and sitting upright, you will not be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door without doing anything bad.

Even if there are really ghosts in this world, ghosts are afraid of me, so I will not be afraid of ghosts!"

Zhou Ze touched the tip of his nose next to him, and you were really right.

"Director Zhao, I personally cook a few dishes. We haven't met again for many years. I'll do it for two minutes tonight?"

"I can't do it. Someone will pick me up later. I'm going to go on a business trip in other provinces. I'm just afraid of being bored on the road, so I specially bought two novel books to read on the road."

"You are the director, and you are still so busy." Xu Qinglang felt a little regretful.

"It's better to be busy. I'm a policeman. If the police slacked off, the people will not be able to rest."

Director Zhao scratched his head, put the police cap back on, then took out his cell phone and looked at the time, saying:

"The time is almost over, they should come to pick me up, I'll leave first."

"You go."

Zhou Ze thought to himself that he had finally sent this great god with great light away.

Director Zhao walked to the door and thought of something. He reached into his pocket and seemed to be preparing to get his wallet:

"Look at my memory, I took the book and drank tea, and almost forgot to give the money."

"Look at your dislike, I'll give it to you." Xu Qinglang immediately stepped forward and said, "This boss grew up eating my food, and he is his own person."

"..." Zhou Ze.

"This is not OK. Why do you ask me to pay for the books I bought?" Director Zhao disagreed.

"Okay, I'll visit you in a few days and ask you to pay me back the money for my book, and I'll have a meal too. How about it?" Xu Qinglang begged: "You have to give me a reason to turn around the door, right?"

"Let's go ahead, your aunt has good skills. I may not be at home at that time. I will ask your aunt to cook a meal for you. You can learn something and just say what I said. In the future, try to open this noodle restaurant into a hotel.

People always have to pursue it. Don’t lie on those houses and wait for death, that’s boring.”

"Hey, why am I going to do if you are not at home?" Xu Qinglang smiled.
To be continued...