Lin An was sitting steadily on his Taishi chair, his luxurious clothes were the same as when Jiang Shao first saw him. He picked up the tea cup in front of him, lifted the lid, swept the tea leaves twice, and took a sip.
, squinting his eyes with a satisfied expression:
"Sure enough, this is how you hire someone to do the work. This is the life that the elderly should live."
Jiang Shao sat on a small bench, clasped his chin and sighed: "Mr. Lin, I'm here to do chores for you, but you didn't say that I would be responsible for making tea for you and chatting with you - are you still used to tea?
"
"The so-called handyman means doing everything." Lin blinked slyly: "Tea is not bad, where did you learn it?"
"...interest." Jiang Yan turned away and looked out the window. The business in the store today was not too busy as usual, which made Jiang Yan very suspicious of Lin's real purpose of finding someone to do some work - although he had already
I had my doubts.
The two of them were chatting casually. Suddenly, Lin raised an eyebrow as if he remembered something: "By the way, if you call me Lao Dong, you can call me Bo. When you come to me, you will become Lao Lin. You
What's the meaning?"
"Well, well, let me call you Uncle Lin from now on!"
Jiang Yan scratched his head helplessly: This old man just likes to fuss over these things, he is just like an ordinary old man.
——Two weeks have passed since that night.
His landlord, the working queen Shen Mo, still continues to live a 5-to-5, and sometimes 5-to-5 life - her job from morning to night is working in Aunt Chen's bakery, and the other job should be hers
The reason why she suddenly fainted that morning: She had worked all day that day.
According to Shen Xuan's explanation, the two schedules were originally completely staggered. Whenever she had to go to work at night, she would ask Aunt Chen for leave, and they happened to coincide with each other that day.
Jiang Yan and Shen Mo met in the corridor once. They both came back from work in the early morning. In the narrow corridor, Jiang Yan smelled the pungent smell of alcohol and cigarettes that Shen Mo carried that day: I'm afraid it was from work.
I'll bring it with me after it's over.
As for "why", Jiang Yan could not make up his mind to ask.
Jiang Yan originally planned to continue working in the early hours of the morning and work as a tutor for Shen Xuan during the day to help Shen Mo quit smoking.
(As for making requests to his sister, Shen Xuan has not yet put it on the agenda)
But just after he continued to guard the store for two days, the flow of customers in Wuming Bar suddenly stabilized, and his working mode also changed: every time Afa opened the store for him, he would arrive in advance
Tell him how many people are coming back from the store and arrange when he will get off work. Although Jiang Yan's working hours are more than half of the original ones, he is still paid his wages.
Even though the guests greeted him kindly every time, Jiang Yan was still a little flustered by the different appearances of people from all walks of life.
All in all, this is it: less than a week after Jiang Yan came to Longmen, he first made preparations and experienced the pain of irregular life, but then slowly returned to his normal schedule in the remaining few days, and the benefits were actually
not bad!
So Jiang Yan began to run into difficulties: the basic goal he originally planned to achieve seemed too stable now.
You can't help Shen Xuan study all day long. Reviewing by yourself is still very important. Jiang Yan used his free time to identify his target landmarks, and then...
Jiang Yan came to this black shop run by a rat again.
To be honest, Jiang Yan had no intention of dealing with Lin anymore - he really had no idea what the old man had in mind. But many doubts drove him here to find out.
...Although he didn't ask for any key information in the end. Regarding the topic of the masked man who was plucked out by Jiang Shao that night, he didn't know anything about it.
Are you still doing this part-time job?
Nonsense, isn’t it nice to earn fifty yuan an hour’s worth of dragon gate coins?
But since then, Lin has stopped asking him about sensitive topics such as his identity and experience. Instead, he has talked about everyday things with him: what about the economic downturn, the rise in vegetable prices, and what happened to which uncle and aunt?
What, the parents took out all their shortcomings and told Jiang Shao. The old man's chat box could not be closed even if it was opened, so Jiang Shao just listened to the human broadcast while working.
If Lin asked more closely, Jiang Yan would just talk about the current situation within a safe range: where he lives, what kind of work he does. Life experience during the mission can be regarded as an independent identity, and it is not necessary to expose some peripheral information.
What impact will it have? Try to say as little as possible without crossing the line.
Rather than lying to an old man, telling less truth is the correct way to deal with it, at least from a conscience point of view.
Just now, Lin tried hard to ask Jiang Yan about the opposite sex around him, but Jiang Yan used his landlady and temporary student as a shield. Afraid that Mr. Lin would talk more, he made a cup of tea for Lin and told him to keep his mouth shut.
.Now that the old man’s conversation has turned to his age, it should be safe.
When Lin was not talkative, he was a very personable person. Jiang Shao was sitting on the small bench, using the corner of his eyes to look at Mr. Lin, who was sitting upright and with a fairy-like manner. He was holding a teacup in his hand and looking into the distance, as if
As if he were meditating and enlightening, his expression was very serious.
It was finally time to take a lunch break... Jiang Yan closed his eyes tiredly.
"I'm telling you, Lao Dong is so old and he's still limping back. He doesn't have any children or anything. Do you think this matter is urgent or not?"
Jiang Hao cried like a ghost and howled like a wolf: "Emma, my uncle! I've poured you some tea, wouldn't it be nice for you to have some tea to calm down?!"
Lin pouted: "Old people are afraid of being burned."
Jiang Yan: "..."
Is this still my fault?
Lin sighed and continued: "But this matter is indeed serious. I am also worried about my old friend - he is so old and has no children. How can a cripple have to rely on himself to support himself?"
"...You're right." Jiang Yan could only suppress his anger. Mr. Lin's worry was indeed justified. Besides, Uncle Dong was also a good person. Jiang Yan went there two more times and gave him every time.
Bring more things with you. It will be really inconvenient for this old man with leg problems if no one takes care of him.
"Speaking of which, what is the relationship between Jie and Uncle Dong..."
"Well, I had an agreement with Lao Dong before." Lin seemed not to have noticed Jiang Shao's whispered question, and continued: "I also said that I would marry him in the future, but it seems that there is no way to do it now."
"You have another child?"
"Hmm, I have a daughter - about the same age as you."
Ouch, you can't tell. Your face could be my grandfather. In the end, Jiang Yan didn't dare to say these words to avoid hurting his ears.
Lin Ruo, on the other hand, was thoughtful. He looked Jiang Hao up and down until Jiang Hao was a little scared. He said: