Chapter 147 A Reunion Under the Moonlight

To Lawyer An's surprise, Zhou Ze didn't seem very interested in this.

He had thought that after saying all this, his boss would be "happy," after all, his boss was always...

"Just arrange it as you see fit. As long as it can prevent ordinary people. As for others, if they are really determined, there's no point in even leaving someone to guard it."

There's no way to guard against thieves for a thousand days.

Most importantly,

that half-face wasn't an easy character to deal with either, otherwise Zhou Ze wouldn't have left it there without eating it for the time being.

"Yes, I understand."

"Let's go, let's eat hot pot."

Zhou Ze had been lying down all day and was indeed hungry. It wasn't that Zhou Ze was depressed, he just purely wanted to be lazy and lie down for a while.

He wasn't thinking about anything else, nor was he contemplating much of anything, just dilly-dallying, purely for leisure and relaxation.

The hot pot was a nine-grid, and a large one at that. There were many people sitting around it, after all, after having the Biganhua (other shore flower) oral liquid, everyone's enthusiasm for eating had greatly increased.

Zhou Ze sat at the head, with Yingying sitting next to him, helping Zhou Ze cook the dishes. Lawyer An, Xu Qinglang, Hei Xiaoniu (Black Little Girl), and the three ghost messengers sat below.

The little boy sat in the distance, he didn't like to eat, and sat behind his desk, doing his homework.

Zhou Ze was promoted to constable in Yunnan, so this could be considered a meeting of everyone, somewhat like a pyramid scheme leader gathering his downlines for a conference.

Actually, it was about the same. Since the boss had obtained the status of constable, everyone had to reminisce about the past together,

and look forward to a bright future,

and finally, reaffirm that they would continue to unite around the Zhou Xianyu (Zhou Salty Fish) collective and continue to work hard.

"Huh, where's the tripe?"

Yingying was holding chopsticks and searching in the grid in front of her with some surprise. She remembered putting a piece down just now and was counting the time in her head.

Lawyer An was chewing something in his mouth, pointed to his mouth, meaning it was in his stomach.

"Ah?"

Yingying couldn't understand, Lawyer An clearly hadn't reached his chopsticks over here.

"I fished it out from below, haha." Lawyer An smiled, "In the early years, people's living conditions weren't as good as they are now, and eating hot pot in a hot pot restaurant, one person couldn't even afford one pot.

So, back then, there were often several groups of people sitting around one hot pot.

These few grids are yours, these few grids are mine, everyone buys their own dishes and eats like this;

that kind of thing, reaching chopsticks down, reaching under the partition to steal someone else's dish, that's what was really delicious."

"There's such a saying?" Yingying blinked her eyes.

In fact, for most people in the Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas, the hot pot they knew was often just a pack of seasoning bought from the supermarket, mainly brands like "Chongqing Hot Pot".

When eating hot pot, they would break off half or even less and put it in, and then start a big stew. They often didn't delve too deeply into the culture and evolution of hot pot.

Everyone enjoyed the meal,

After Zhou Ze put down his chopsticks, he glanced at Lawyer An, and then got up with Yingying and walked outside for a stroll.

The others didn't leave,

the leader just set the stage,

and the dog-legged military advisor had to arrange the specific tasks and plans below.

Zhou Ze was happy to be lazy, and Lawyer An was happy to be in charge.

"Boss, will your hand grow back?"

Yingying supported Zhou Ze's only arm.

Qingcheng Mountain is a tourist destination, but it's very large, and only a small part has been fully developed for tourism. There's still a large area that's sparsely populated. Even some residents living nearby can still go into the mountains with tools or old hunting rifles to hunt, just like they used to.

Wolves or wild boars are rarely seen these years, but there are many pheasants and wild rabbits.

As Zhou Ze walked past here, he didn't walk on the road. After only a hundred meters, he saw two rabbits dart out in front of him.

These two rabbits had to thank Boss Zhou for just coming out from eating hot pot,

otherwise Zhou Ze wouldn't have minded catching two more game animals to bring back and have Xu Qinglang make a rabbit hot pot.

Continuing to walk deeper into the forest, Zhou Ze found a relatively large stone and sat on it. Yingying stood behind Zhou Ze and naturally massaged his shoulders.

The two didn't speak,

Zhou Ze just sat there quietly,

and Yingying just pressed silently,

From time to time, snowflakes fell, not heavy, as if just slightly setting off and embellishing the scene, appearing somewhat casual.

After sitting for about an hour, Zhou Ze took Yingying's hand, and the two walked back together.

If nothing unexpected happened, Zhou Ze planned to return to Tongcheng tomorrow. Logically speaking, after so long, the bookstore's renovation should have been completed, and he missed his sofa.

"Boss, will your hand grow back?"

Yingying asked again.

"It should be fine, but I don't know if it will be as good as the original."

"Phew, that's good." Yingying smiled, "Seeing Boss with only one hand, I'm really not used to it."

Zhou Ze also smiled, not explaining to Yingying that his tastes seemed to have changed somewhat. He had been feeling that this bone hand seemed quite beautiful lately.

If he had a set of refined iron gloves made, it would seem even more perfect.

But that was just thinking about it. For daily life, it was still more suitable to have fully functioning limbs covered with flesh and blood.

Before they reached the road, they heard the sounds of men and women panting in the forest ahead.

Zhou Ze hesitated slightly, but didn't stop,

but Yingying took the initiative to pull Zhou Ze back, and said:

"Boss, over there, over there, let's go peek together!"

"............" Zhou Ze.

In fact, it was right in front of them. To call it peeking, they didn't really need to walk far. Just looking up slightly and paying attention to that direction, they could see two naked bodies shaking in the forest ahead, doing the primitive and mysterious noble work of adding bricks and tiles to the future of the motherland.

Zhou Ze wanted to take a detour, he had no interest in watching wild mandarin ducks here, and he didn't want to appear too wretched in front of Yingying.

But it seemed that just as the two of them arrived, the two over there were also entering the final stages.

The woman stood up first,

and put on her clothes.

It was A Hong!

Why was she here?

Then, that man?

Sure enough,

the man also came out, sneezed, and it was Lin Guan.

There was a shocking wound on A Hong's chest. Under the previous exercise, the wound had burst open and blood had seeped out.

"It's such a waste, do you want to drink it?"

"I don't drink human blood."

Lin Guan shook his head.

"Oh, what a pity."

A Hong picked up the bandage and re-bandaged herself.

Lin Guan in the back looked at this scene, his face was a little tangled. Obviously, this was too heavy.

Just now, when the little bug was in his head, he didn't feel anything, but now that it was "sage time", it was...

"Do you find it disgusting?" A Hong asked.

"Although I know this feeling is wrong, it's really a bit disgusting. Actually, I have no reason to say anything, because you don't mind that I'm disgusting."

"Don't misunderstand, it's over. From now on, you are you, and I am me."

"Then why did you come looking for me..."

"I've been a person for two lifetimes, a woman for two lifetimes, can't I want to experience that kind of feeling?"

"This..."

"Alright, you can go, the people over there will be worried if you're out for too long."

"I have a little freedom."

A Hong turned her head, looked at Lin Guan, smiled slightly, and said:

"That's good, I'll untie the bandage again, and we'll do it again?"

"No, no, no!"

"I'm leaving."

A Hong put on her clothes and left, very freely.

Lin Guan was a little lonely, but after tidying up his clothes, he also turned and left, walking towards the direction of the sanatorium.

"Boss."

Yingying handed over a cigarette.

Zhou Ze habitually bit it,

and Yingying came to light it for Zhou Ze,

but Zhou Ze spat the cigarette out,

Bah,

why the hell am I smoking a post-coital cigarette?

"Let's go, let's go back too. We'll go back to Tongcheng tomorrow, and leave Lao An here to finish up for a few days."

Zhou Ze stood up, just about to leave, but saw that at the previous "battlefield," A Hong had come back again.

A Hong squatted there,

a look of contemplation on her face,

as if she was,

savoring it.

What a truly interesting person;

After coming to Sichuan, Zhou Ze felt that he had met several interesting people. The female ghost messenger in front of him counted as one, the one surnamed Lin also counted as one, and even "Spider" could barely be counted as half.

Taking a slight detour, Zhou Ze and Yingying returned to the highway, and then walked towards the sanatorium.

"Boss, Lawyer An said that those people are very rich, right?"

"Yeah, they're considered very rich."

"Spider" wasn't a noble person,

he chose to build a sanatorium here, not to prevent the black mist in that cave from harming others again, but because he himself didn't have the courage to go down again.

Similarly, he said that he couldn't refuse those people's pleas, but he took them in, infecting the wealthy with terminal illnesses, also wanted to use their wealth to continue to maintain his current situation.

You couldn't say he was too good, but you couldn't say he was too bad either.

If "Spider" was willing, he could completely not be limited to this small sanatorium, start his own organization, and expand it further. At the very least, at the very least, if he was really willing to do it, maybe there wouldn't be any other health product pyramid scheme giants.

Walking slowly in the snow with Yingying,

when they arrived at the entrance of the sanatorium,

it was already late at night.

Zhou Ze saw Xu Qinglang standing at the entrance from afar, looking up at the sky.

Yo,

there were really a lot of people playing the refreshing route today.

"Lao Xu, is there any late-night snack to eat?"

I'm a little hungry.

"Shhh!"

Xu Qinglang made a "hush" gesture to Zhou Ze,

then smiled,

smiling so much that there were tears flickering in his eyes.

"Hey, did you work yourself sick?"

Zhou Ze asked with some concern, had his black-hearted boss overworked his employees to the point of insanity?

Xu Qinglang cried and laughed:

"I can feel it, he, he's back..."