Youth garbage man Chapter 7 We live together.

Lao Zhou's name is Zhou Yisheng.

Lao Zhou is affectionate to Xiao Ning, but he is poking fun at Kiki and A Qiang. On the phone, Xiao Ning said that Lao Zhou was in his twenties, but when he saw Lao Zhou, he felt that he was in his thirties and was still married.

Lao Zhou's eyes are big, but the white inside is dark, and the drooping corners of his eyes make him look bitter, but his stomach is blessed and he has been trying to move forward.

Lao Zhou has never been married, but he has more than one lover.

Speaking of his lover, I think it should be said from two aspects. For example, in terms of inner needs, he is very Plato. Therefore, the lover image he set up in front of everyone is the Gao sisters in Henan, with a single eyelid hanging her eyes, thin appearance and flat chest. But when it comes to his daily needs, we are confused about which one he likes.

I feel that he has no law. Some time ago, he fell in love with two girls, one named Wang Mengyun and the other named Qian Xiaoqiao. Wang Mengyun is tall and heavy-eyed, but he has two long braids with two big red flowers on them. He speaks loudly. In addition, Lao Zhou also engaged in activities for many women in send warm. Anyway, he just made an advertisement for the newspaper and had a lot of money in his hand. So we saw countless women flying around him, but because Lao Zhou didn't have a long term, his warmth was a bit of a sham, saying it was a last-minute cramming, but it didn't work very well anyway. Later, people ignored him and accepted his things.

Lao Zhou was cheated of a lot of money and had some regrets. He hasn't been out fooling around for a while. However, if I can't stay at home, I will say some dirty words from time to time to amuse myself, so that I can stay up all night. We feel sorry for him. He didn't touch anything anyway. Let him say whatever he wants. Not long after I lived in Liuhe Garden, I saw an inch of black-and-white photos of Gao's sisters in Lao Zhou's wallet (Lao Zhou has the habit of littering his wallet). When Lao Zhou saw that I noticed it, he introduced the situation to me.

Wow, Lao Zhou, do you like three people? I said.

Lao Zhou blushed: "Don't talk nonsense, I like my sister. Sister, love me, love my dog. "

Lao Zhou really likes the sisters, and sometimes he calls them late at night, so loudly that Kiki and I can hear them.

His roommate A Qiang often hears many jokes from him, and then tells them to Kiki and me when he is away. Later, Lao Zhou's lover became someone else's wife, and we can still see the transparent lining of his wallet with those two photos.

02.

Everyone thinks that the Gaos sisters in Henan are not worth pestering Lao Zhou. Because one day Lao Zhou suddenly borrowed money from everyone with great interest and said that Gao Hui was coming. He borrowed money everywhere and said that a girl was coming to Beijing, which made almost everyone know that Lao Zhou's lover was coming to Beijing to see him soon.

We don't know how much Lao Zhou borrowed. Anyway, I feel that he really wants to appear extremely rich in front of Hui Gao, which proves that he has a good life in Beijing. Hui Gao stayed in Beijing for three days. According to Lao Zhou, it cost him 6000 yuan. Hui Gao Lao Zhou got drunk on purpose on the day he left, collapsed on the ground like a dead pig and threw up all over the floor. The woman in Henan took a look at Lao Zhou and said, "Please take care of it. I have to catch the train. " Had said and roared off. We carried Lao Zhou home in too many cooks, and A Qiang poured vomit for Lao Zhou all night-A Qiang really held the washbasin and crouched for Lao Zhou to vomit in it.

When Lao Zhou was lying in bed in a coma, we talked about it. We think it's disgusting that he deliberately got drunk, but that woman named Hui Gao is so cruel.

Lao Zhou was not sad at all after waking up, but repeatedly stressed that he had spent a lot of money. We asked him how he spent it. Lao Zhou said he didn't eat anything and gave him a mobile phone when he left.

Will Hui Gao accept it?

Lao Zhou said, "I don't want it. I said I already bought it. Can I return it? " I'm glad to say he took it. "

Did you coax him into accepting it? Lao Zhou, you can coax us to get our mobile phones. We had the cheek to run away from him.

Because she took someone else's mobile phone and refused to be his wife, we don't think Hui Gao is a simple woman. Because of these two women, Lao Zhou missed many good opportunities around him. Hui Gao, like a prostitute, took Lao Zhou's first night away and has been influencing his love life intentionally or unintentionally.

Of course, Lao Zhou is completely asking for it and has a tendency to abuse himself. If people want to indulge themselves, it may be too late for others to save them.

We began to feel that Lao Zhou's love was boring. When he missed Gao Hui, we began to laugh at him viciously. When he indulged in fantasy, we gave him a hard knife. Because we are younger than him, we never consider his self-esteem and hidden pain and speak recklessly.

A Qiang thinks that Kiki and I don't understand Lao Zhou at all, saying that Lao Zhou has always been bored and needs stimulation, so although there are countless women around him, he wants to pose as a lover in front of everyone, feeling that he has great feelings and sustenance.

A Qiang said, if really moved feelings, like him so thick-skinned, why not go to her?

A Qiang looked at us with a grain of salt and gave an example to prove Lao Zhou's hypocrisy. "Do you remember how ridiculous that poem he wrote was?" A Qiang refers to a time when Lao Zhou deliberately put a love poem for Hui Gao on the dining table outside, and then left by himself. A Qiang found this letter the first time he came home, and he has been waiting for us to come home. Kiki and I just got back from shopping, and he jumped up and read to us. My hair stood on end, and little chestnuts grew on my arms.

We quickly watched it again. After reading it, Kiki scolded A Qiang: "Don't rummage through his things in the future." A Qiang jumped up like a dog: "I don't have time to go through his junk. He put them on the table himself, not on the dining table in the living room. What do you think! "

On the living room table? Kiki and I looked at each other. Really? He put the love letter on the dining table? I must have forgotten!

Just then, Lao Zhou came back. Kiki smiled mysteriously and asked, "Lao Zhou, we saw a poem, a love poem. Did you write to Hui Gao? "

A Qiang approached Lao Zhou and said, "You didn't put it on the table for us on purpose, did you?"

Lao Zhou is ashamed.

03.

When we first moved in, many friends came to our house to drink and eat meat every day, and we sang a song almost every night. They are full of energy and enjoy themselves. After class or work, they rushed to my house and screamed as soon as they went upstairs, scaring the old lady downstairs.

We have a small banquet today and a big banquet tomorrow, and the building is in an uproar. A few days later, the aunt of the neighborhood Committee poked us at the door and cursed us. The landlord came to us at night and threatened us that if the neighbor sued the neighborhood Committee again, he would kick us out.

After several quarrels, the guests were not as arrogant as before.

A week after I moved here, I worked in a health club run by Taiwan Province people and helped them sell their damn bowling VIP cards. I was so tired that I stood outside and worked. At the end of the day, my bones are falling apart. After work, I was dying and went back to Building 6 of Liuhe Garden. I just walked under the window of our dormitory. As usual, I heard the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling in Room 503. Chatting, watching videos, playing mahjong and lying on the sofa drunk.

I quickly closed the door and collapsed on the bed, Amitabha, home.

The door is closed, but the noise in the living room still hits the door like waves.

I don't have to cook, but I have to wash the dishes after dinner. I took pots and pans of greasy cups and dishes to the kitchen and washed them white. There are many guests, ranging from 50-year-old men to freshmen who have just entered the school gate. From the position, there are high company bosses and low chefs, all of whom have eaten at our house or played mahjong in the middle of the night. In less than two months, I have known countless faces, but unfortunately they are all familiar and can't be distinguished.

04.

Our living room is open 24 hours on Saturday and Sunday. When I woke up at night, I suddenly heard a lot of people thinking it was dawn, but it was already midnight when I woke up. When I opened the door, a stream of dirty air came against my face. Four people on the mahjong table in the living room smiled and circled around, surrounded by three or two spectators.

The sofa is full of people, the TV is on, the video is playing, and the ground is full of melon seeds. The living room, which is less than 15 square meters, is dense and has nowhere to go. Sometimes when I get up for a nap, I suddenly see the kitchen on fire and think it's on fire. Look carefully, I am a cat at my waist, beaming, busy in front of the kitchen stove. It turns out that XXX is hungry and cooks instant noodles for himself. I yawned and told him it was hard, and he said it was hard together.

A Qiang should be the first to suffer. A Qiang is an excellent cook. If he doesn't cook, who will? Kiki and I can only cook some noodles, but our family has a "big feast" every day, so no one dares to play except A Qiang.

A Qiang with fine features is different. He likes fashion, loves maintenance and pays more attention to cooking than others. No matter what dish comes to his hand, the best he can do is to find out what is wrong with it. For example, he will put preserved eggs and tomatoes in Chinese cabbage. At first, his local and foreign cooking style made everyone afraid to move chopsticks. Later, he settled down to eat a few pieces, which were delicious and delicious. I don't know what was wrong. With our encouragement, he is even more unscrupulous in reform and speculation.

When our family became the guest house of Lao Zhou's friends, A Qiang volunteered and became the most capable member of our family. He is best at making soup, and no one knows why the same material is so delicious. The dishes he fried are not only delicious, but also beautiful and refreshing in color matching. It has nothing to do with the black walls of the kitchen, greasy pots and pans, and chopping boards with black sawdust. Red, white, green and yellow are often fished up when the color falls, and the color does not affect it. When the dishes on each plate are almost eaten, those who eat dripping oil in their mouths and sweating on their heads will miss the opportunity to say a few words of praise to A Qiang, who is standing in the aisle and adding vegetables to them with a spatula: "A Qiang is beautiful, you cook well."

At this time, A Qiang usually wears a plaid apron with bare arms. Because of her thin figure, the apron looks empty. He dangled around, looked at everyone with tired eyes and said softly, "I wonder if it suits everyone's taste?" Let's start with his lovely smile.

Kiki and I couldn't help laughing and exchanged glances. Everyone said yes sincerely in chorus. After several hours of hard work, a table of vegetables was swept away in half an hour, even with soup and water.

We are always short of food, and someone goes down to buy cooked food during dinner. We can't predict how many people there will be at each meal at all, and there are often unexpected guests visiting in the middle. Always in the middle of eating, Lao Zhou or his friend's cell phone suddenly rang sharply, and then he heard, "I haven't eaten yet, come and eat, we are eating." If you have eaten, it is still "eat more if you have nothing to do."

In any case, people at the table are always getting crowded and there is always not enough food.

Whenever everyone breaks up, when we complain about Lao Zhou wearily and scold him for not doing housework, Lao Zhou will defend himself and say, "Why didn't I do it?" Didn't I cook hemp food for everyone in our hometown that time? "

He didn't mention this, but when he mentioned that hemp food, we all cried. A Qiang shrill said, "don't be silly. How dare you mention it? " ? It wasn't Gaoqin that time. Hui Gao's sister is here. Did you make it for her? I've never seen you sitting on a stool doing housework, but on that occasion, you smiled and rubbed it in order to be attentive and said to somebody else's Gaoqin,' Your sister loves this dish, and I think you must like it, too.' Did you say that? Now you pretend to cook for everyone! "

A Qiang's words made Lao Zhou speechless.

(To be continued)

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