The old woman controlled her trembling body and seemed to have guessed something. The frozen expression slowly melted. Zhang Yang saw that the sharp eyes became gentle, the serious expression became friendly, and the rigid body
It also became softer...
This was a strange change. In just a moment, this old woman seemed to have transformed.
"I've been waiting for you for more than ten years. Do you still care after two hours?" The old woman's eyes were watery.
"Yeah, you have to wait. It may take a little longer. You have to wait..."
The old woman took a sip of tea, sat down slowly, looked at Zhang Yang with foggy eyes, and nodded slightly. Zhang Yang felt the determination in those eyes and movements.
It's so urgent, it's so urgent!
Zhang Yang forgot everything and rushed from the private room to the street to take a taxi. He just wanted to get to the bookstore at the entrance of the alley as quickly as possible.
The old man was still lying on the couch, still covered with the shabby red blanket. His eyes were half-squinted. The sunset shining on the old man gave him a feeling of loneliness and helplessness. Of course, the shabby red blanket
It was Zhang Yang's opinion that it was the culprit's prop.
"Uncle Li, Uncle Li, get up, get up quickly, I know you're not asleep..." Zhang Yang grabbed the old man's bony arm and dragged him away.
"Hey... young man, do you know how to respect the elderly? I am an old man and I can't stand the young people pulling me back and forth..." The old man's light body was lifted up by Zhang Yang, and he suddenly said angrily.
"Uncle Li, Uncle Li, go take a shower, go take a shower..." Zhang Yang pulled the old man up and pushed him out of the door, then pulled down the rolling shutter door of the bookstore with his backhand.
"Boy, what are you doing? I just took a shower." The old man was so depressed by Zhang Yang.
"Oh... Then there's no need to take a shower. Do you have any money?" Zhang Yang asked, looking at the old man's clothes that looked a bit old.
"Boy, I have a lot of money, but you can't borrow it from me unless...!" The old man took out a gold card from his body and said with a strange smile.
"Yeah, as long as you have money, don't lock this door. No one wants those shabby books of yours, so don't trick me into fooling around with you. Hurry up!"
Zhang Yang almost kidnapped the old man to the pedestrian street. The old man was stunned for a moment and didn't know what was going on. However, Zhang Yang was determined not to say anything. Of course, the old man also wanted to resist, but Zhang Yang's hands were like iron hoops.
Generally speaking, a killer without a gun is miserable and pitiful.
Although Zhang Yang's body is not strong, he is tall enough, and the old man is skinny. Zhang Yang can hold the old man as easily as he is carrying a chicken. Of course, the old man has not really struggled. In recent times, he
He already knew Zhang Yang's character very well. If nothing major happened, Zhang Yang would never do this. However, the old man racked his brains and couldn't think of anything major that would happen...
Finally, when the old man wanted to find a pistol to kill Zhang Yang, the two of them went to a famous brand store on the pedestrian street. Of course, saying it is a famous brand is only a relative term, that is, a domestic mass brand. Due to economic reasons, Zhang Yang was very interested in wearing clothes.
There are very few studies on it.
"Is there anyone alive? Come here two!"
Zhang Yang snatched the gold card from the old man and held it in his hand. He walked in and shouted, looking like a wealthy upstart!
"Sir, how can I help you?" A woman who looked like a foreman came over and frowned. Obviously, she did not regard Zhang Yang and the old man as customers, because neither Zhang Yang nor the old man's image, clothing, or temperament
, they don’t look like people who spend money in a specialty store. Of course, people who can be foremen are naturally not ordinary people. Their patience and tolerance are not comparable to ordinary people, and their expressions are not very obvious.
"Well, I'll give you half an hour to change all the clothes on him. Remember, it should be more formal, just a suit, the best and most expensive one. Come on, half an hour!" Zhang Yang looked at the pictures on the wall.
Wall clock.
"Are you crazy? The most expensive thing?" The old man was furious. This is his pension money.
"Hehe, listen to me, yes, listen to me today. If you blame me, I promise to pay you back ten times the money you spent." Zhang Yang said with a smile.
"Do you have the money to pay it back?" the old man said with a contemptuous smile.
"Ahem...I don't have any money, I can win..." Zhang Yang almost choked, but luckily he got wise.
"Indeed, I want to see what tricks you play and what you look at? Hurry up, bring up the best, the most expensive, and the most suitable ones..." The old man is not as ignorant as a publicity, he has matured with age.
Of course, you can see the contempt between the foreman's brows.
"Yes Yes……"
The old man had never seen anything in the market, and he naturally had an overbearing power when he spoke. A mere foreman and a few shopping guides had not yet paid attention to him, but the foreman was startled by the old man's roar and spoke.
I was almost stammering, and suddenly I realized that this old man, who was a bit slovenly at first, suddenly became taller, and there was a hint of power between his eyebrows, which made people dare not look directly at him.
Immediately, several shopping guides became more efficient. Some were carrying clothes, some were carrying leather shoes, some were taking measurements, and some were recommending colors. They were very busy.
The speed was indeed fast enough. In just ten minutes, under the guidance of a group of relatively professional shopping guides, the old man's old belongings had been completely replaced.
When the old man walked out of the fitting room, the entire store fell into silence.
Is this the old man who lies on the couch in the bookstore all day long, squinting his eyes and falling asleep?
Zhang Yang wiped his eyes and stared blankly at the old man who came out. Even the shopping guides and foremen also stared blankly. Is this the sloppy old man from the beginning?
The old man wore a brown suit, beige shirt, silver-white tie, and a pair of shiny dark brown leather shoes...
Of course, this is not important. What is important is that the old man's calm and leisurely demeanor did not appear restrained at all because he had changed into a suit, and he was calm in his movements.
Zhang Yang can be sure that the old man was a very handsome guy when he was young!
"How's it going?" The old man walked up to Zhang Yang and smiled faintly, as if his conversation and temperament had changed.
[Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuquhurtly buy your tickets, otherwise, we won't be allowed to meet, ahem, naked threats...]
