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Zhu Laoba was lying on his enlarged and reinforced chair. He was so fat that he almost completely covered up the structure of the chair. The room, which was full of greasy smell, was as quiet as usual.

Zhu Laoba's sleepy eyes were carelessly watching the ending of an unknown TV series on the snowflake TV.

There is no plot of the TV series in his mind. He watches this TV every day, but he can't even name it.

At this moment, his thoughts were wandering, his mind was blank, and he didn't even know what he was thinking.

In the more than ten years since he came to Shuijingwan, he spent every day like this, sitting in a chair and watching the blurry pictures on the old TV, without any changes.

He has forgotten what is monotonous and what is boring. After witnessing and experiencing the severe pain and farewell of life and death, for hundreds of years, in his heart, nothing is more important than living.

The rolling shutter door was suddenly tapped lightly.

"Come in." He pulled the greasy red blanket and subconsciously moved his hands to arrange his greasy hair.

He knew who was coming, but he didn't know why he would do this subconsciously, because it was an act to maintain his own image.

The rolling shutter door creaked up, and Aunt Ji's slim figure in front of him slowly walked in under the shear of the moonlight.

She had not given noodles to Zhu Laoba for several months, but now she was holding a bowl of fragrant egg noodles in her hands.

Aunt Ji, who was stingy, would secretly be short-handed when cooking noodles for her uncle. As usual, she cracked two eggs for Uncle Zhu Ba.

She felt a little reserved for no reason. This place that she used to go in and out of every day had not been there for several months. All the decorations had not changed, but she suddenly felt unfamiliar.

A smile appeared on Ji Ke's face, and she placed her face on the small square table next to Zhu Laoba, "Brother Zhu...are you hungry? I made noodles for you."

The soft words sounded as sweet as wind chimes in this greasy room.

That night, many problems that the two of them had never faced head-on were forcefully placed in front of them by Ji Ke. The cruel truth also made their relationship awkward.

But for Ji Ke, he never gave up his past love for Zhu Laoba. What she never let anyone know was that she shed countless tears on many nights because of these things.

In the past few months, even if the two people with an awkward relationship communicated, there was a slight and irreversible barrier between the content and form of the communication. Tonight, the soft and sweet voice as before conveyed the message of reconciliation.

breath.

If Shu Yitian were here, he would be deeply touched, because it would be extremely easy for a woman who has been hurt to bow her head to the man who has been hurting her and take the lead in reconciliation, and be labeled as a "scumbag."

's name.

Aunt Ji is of course not because she is mean. A strong woman like her would come out of such a movie, but because she really likes it, enough to let go of any dignity.

Zhu Laoba's eyes rested on the noodle bowl. The fragrant hot steam was rising up, and the golden omelette was spread on the white noodles.

Under Ji Ke's anxious gaze, he picked up the noodle bowl that was as small as a toy in playing house, grabbed the toothpick-like chopsticks, and began to eat the noodles slowly.

Seeing this, Aunt Ji let out a long sigh of relief, and then a smile appeared on her solemn face.

She didn't ask to sit down. She was just like a girl waiting for her master to eat. She stared at Zhu Laoba motionlessly. In a minute or two, Zhu Laoba finished a large bowl of noodles.

"Is this a reconciliation?" Zhu Laoba put down his noodle bowl and asked a sharp question in front of the two of them in a straight man's manner.

Ji Ke was startled, obviously not expecting Zhu Laoba to be so direct. She twisted slightly uncomfortably and said slowly: "Thank you for taking out such a precious thing..."

This was the important reason why she was willing to take this step tonight, because he took out the Mo Yunsheng Soul Fruit, which represented Zhu Laoba. He was indeed the Zhu Laoba she knew, believed in, and was worthy of her love; it was the Zhu Laoba she knew.

Qingyi is just a person who is not good at words and unwilling to speak, not a ruthless Zhu Laoba.

"He saved me, and I should save him." Zhu Laoba pursed his greasy lips and said slowly.

"Yeah." Ji Ke pursed her cheeks slightly and nodded lightly.

She stepped forward and put away the noodle bowl.

There were a lot of things she wanted to say, but Aunt Ji, who was regarded as careless and shameless by others, had a moment of embarrassment. The words came to her throat but she swallowed them all. In the end, she did not say them out, but turned and walked towards the door.

"Give me some more time." Zhu Laoba's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Ji Ke was slightly startled and turned back with a stiff face, "What?"

"Give me some more time." When Aunt Ji walked to the door, Zhu Laoba stared at Ji Ke's shadow gradually lengthened by the moonlight, and gently lowered his eyelids, "Give me some more time, let me forget

she."

A child from an unknown family set off a bouquet of fireworks, and brilliant flowers of light bloomed in mid-air, lighting up the moon-dotted but ultimately monotonous sky.

Aunt Ji's round face, which had become as stiff as an iron plate, shimmered like a summer flower in full bloom due to the interplay of fireworks and moonlight.

"you……"

Zhu Laoba took a deep breath and said in a gentle voice that he had never used before: "Okay?"

Aunt Ji's eyes suddenly started to sparkle with tears. She hurriedly turned away her head and tried her best to cover up the runny nose and tears. The sad and happy smile bloomed on her face: "Don't you dislike me?

?I used to have a husband and children..."

Zhu Laoba looked at the flashing picture on the TV and said expressionlessly: "I've been dumped by others too."

The smile on Ji Ke's face became brighter and brighter, and her tears fell on the greasy floor. She couldn't wipe them away no matter how hard she wiped them. She sobbed and said, "Brother Zhu, will I serve you some noodles tomorrow?"

Zhu Laoba nodded and said softly "hmm".

Ji Ke turned around and left with a smile on her face. Her steps were very stiff and slow, like the group of driven corpses she saw that night in Tang Zhi. She walked for a full two minutes when she walked into her noodle shop, which was only a few dozen seconds away.

, she placed the noodle bowl on the guest's table, and then gently lowered it behind the store's rolling shutter door. She was like a zombie, and she was jumping excitedly like the fireworks outside the house that hadn't stopped yet! It seemed like

He was screaming excitedly at home like a psycho! Jumping up and down!

"Ah hahahaha! Ji Meiren's spring is here hahahahahahahahaha!"

...The quiet Zhu Laoba Beef Shop had a rare sense of peace. Zhu Laoba looked at the fireworks in full bloom outside the door. Suddenly, there was a smile on his face that had not shown a smile for hundreds of years.

A short-lived flower blooms suddenly.

Since the death of Chen Huan Huan, he seemed to be a stone and could not be touched by others, but he was deeply touched by two things, one was Chen Huan Huan's death, and the other was Ji Ke's tears.

He had never forgotten Gao Cuilan, and he also thought that he would never fall in love with anyone again in his life. However, he never expected that the moment he saw Ji Ke crying, his stiff heart was stabbed hard.

But after tonight's conversation, his mood was better than it had ever been in hundreds of years.

When he was about to get up and close the door, a little girl's head poked out from the side of the door.

Tang Tang came home from school and had just finished dinner. Her little face was full of excitement. However, facing Zhu Laoba, who had always been cold and fierce, this quirky little princess still suppressed her nature and showed a little bit of excitement.

He stood at the door cautiously.

"Uncle Zhu Ba... my brother said, let me thank you, thank you for helping to resurrect my uncle. This... is a little thought from my brother and I."

The little girl held a bowl of fragrant Kung Pao Chicken in her hands.

She thought that Zhu Laoba might be as cold as ever, but to her surprise, Zhu Laoba smiled and waved to her.

Tang Tang had an illusion. Is the fat uncle in front of him really Uncle Zhu Ba? Although he was confused, he didn't stop. He walked in and put the bowl of food on the small square table where the noodles were still warm. Because of his height,

Not enough, in order to protect the safety of the food, Tang Tang also tried hard to tap his feet.

"Thank you, thank you brother for me too."

Tang Tang tilted his head and looked carefully at Uncle Zhu Ba's face tonight. His cold face was no longer the same as before. After confirming that he was indeed Uncle Zhu Ba, Tang Tang gradually felt a sense of joy and excitement in his heart.

He tapped the plate with his little hand and said, "My brother fried it, it's super delicious!"

Zhu Laoba picked up the chopsticks on the small square table, took a bite, nodded and praised: "Yeah, it's delicious."

Tang Tang smiled widely, and fireworks were set off outside the house at the right time. The couple who set off the fireworks and a pair of six or seven-year-old children looked at the flowers blooming in the sky with smiles on their faces.

"Yeah! Fireworks!" Tang Tang also ran outside the house excitedly, cheering and applauding as she watched the rising fireworks. To her today, it seemed that the whole world had become gentle.

Zhu Laoba looked at the fireworks outside the house and the innocent and young girl under the fireworks, with a silly smile on his face. He put his hands behind his head and silently looked at the cheerful scene outside the house.

The last time I was so happy was five hundred years ago. The master and the disciples faced countless crises on the road, and there were also countless laughter and laughter. During the fights, they were full of care for each other.

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At that time, he smiled as brightly every day as he did tonight.

"Brother Monkey, Master, Junior Brother Sha...Old Pig...I miss you."

Suddenly the laughter brought tears, but this time, they were tears of happiness and longing.

Zhu Laoba sighed and wiped away his tears.

The opportunity for attitude change sometimes comes so silently. From tonight on, Zhu Laoba's life will begin to change.

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Since these days, the imperial capital has been sunny and sunny every day. Even if it rains, it will only be drizzle, and then it will be rainy and windy again. The same is true today.

But because of their uncle's death, Tang Zhi and Tang Tang's hearts have been filled with haze. The head teacher called Aunt Ji and told Aunt Ji that Tang Tang was absent-minded even during those days in class, and even secretly cried in class a few times.

But ever since they learned that their uncle could be resurrected, the lives of the two brothers and sisters seemed to suddenly become as vivid as usual, and everything began to return to normal in excitement.

The two of them were immersed in the expectation of waiting for the return of the miracle doctor Yang Ziguo every day. When Tang Tang woke up every morning, the first thing he asked was whether the miracle doctor was back.

Tang Zhi originally wanted to go with Divine Doctor Yang to get the Jiao Yin Tu, but he thought that Tang Tang needed to be taken care of, and his identity made it inconvenient to leave, so he chose to let Divine Doctor Yang go alone.

It also saves more time.
To be continued...