After Zhang Yichi had tidied up the house, the two of them took a pickup truck for a ride and bought groceries.
"I have to contact the fighting club later. I signed up for a fighting class some time ago. This time I applied for a refund because I was going to Shanghai. Now that I think about it, I still need to practice." Zhang Yichi took out his mobile phone.
"Fighting? Now that the parts have been dismantled and the title ability is with you, do you still need to learn fighting?" While driving the car, Mo Zhi was a little confused as to why Zhang Yichi wanted to learn fighting.
Zhang Yichi put down his cell phone first and briefly told how he was attacked by villagers in his last reincarnation. When he was stabbed, he had no power to fight back and almost burped.
After hearing this, Mo Cai held his tongue for three or four seconds: "That's awesome..."
"..."
After being speechless for a while, Zhang Yichi called the club and explained his latest situation and intentions to the club. The club's service was very good and they were not impatient because of Zhang Yichi's repeated changes in plans. They happily arranged for Zhang Yichi tomorrow.
Fighting training class.
On the way back after shopping for groceries, Zhang Yichi suggested that Mo Ke and he should take a fighting class tomorrow to see how it goes. If Mo Ke thinks it is good, then we can learn together.
But Mozhi righteously refused, and said that he had already looked for a yoga class while Zhang Yichi was shopping for groceries, and would try a yoga class tomorrow to see the effect.
As for why Mu Yi signed up for a yoga class, his motivation shouldn’t be too obvious...
Zhang Yichi thought about it all the way, whether to tell Mo Ce that in fact there were many good-looking female students in the club. Finally he decided to forget it. If Mo Ce went, the club would have to make him a fuss.
After returning home, Zhang Yichi cooked and wandered around boredly. Then he found the certificate of bravery Zhang Yichi had received, the banner.
"Fuck you, do you have this too?" Mo Zhi asked Zhang Yichi, holding a certificate and a banner in each hand.
"Thanks to the fighting class, within a few classes I became a model student because of this certificate." Zhang Yichi wrote deliberately in an understatement.
"Is this thing so bad now?" He was lost in thought.
After the meal was ready, each person had a bottle of cold beer and ate happily.
"What time are you going to take fighting class tomorrow?" Mo Zhi asked casually.
"Nine o'clock, what's wrong?"
"I have a yoga class at 8:30. You can drive me there then and you can go to the fighting club." Mo Zhi planned for tomorrow, "I'm going to have hot pot at noon. I haven't eaten for a long time. I have to let my
My taste buds trembled - Ouch, Mom, Lao Zhang, we seem to have forgotten something."
Seeing such a huge reaction, Zhang Yichi thought it was something big and asked hurriedly: "What's the matter?"
"Do you still remember the staff member in the Makino Building who deceived us? I didn't even notify him when I left. Could he still insist on paying attention and recording those things? Then he would be like a widow, looking forward to us going back to follow him.
Will he come to have a connection?" Mo Yue said.
"Oh, that's it." Zhang Yichi felt relieved after hearing what he was talking about. "Don't worry, Makino must have discovered something unusual if he dared to come to us. Judging from the last contact, he
He is not a person who likes to kill innocent people indiscriminately, so he should be sent away without any danger."
"I hope so." Mo Zhi continued to eat.
After dinner, Mu Zhi went for a walk and danced square dances with the uncles and aunts. Zhang Yichi took advantage of this quiet time to read in the study.
The next day, August 29th.
In the morning, Mu Zhi got up earlier than Zhang Yichi and tidied up in front of the mirror for more than an hour. When the time was almost up, the two set off, one to take a yoga class and the other to a fighting class.
After class, Zhang Yichi drove Mo Chou to a hotpot restaurant.
When eating hot pot, Mo Zhi was very excited. On the one hand, he had wanted to eat hot pot for a long time, and on the other hand, the trial yoga class went well. He had already paid the tuition fee for the following six months in one lump sum after the trial class.
"Can't you learn something useful for our current situation? Then how could a sum of money not be used well? Why was it used to pay for half a year of yoga tuition?" Zhang Yichi was puzzled and felt that this wave of blood loss
.
"You don't understand. There are so many little girls watching. It's the first time you show off. You have to be generous. And I'm already very leisurely. I originally wanted to pay for a year first." Mozhi spends money to have fun.
, never feel pain in my body.
"Is there not much money left that Li Yanchuan gave you at that time?" Zhang Yichi asked.
Mo Zhi wolfed down his food: "I still have a few tens of thousands, half of which was spent on my old man. As you get older, you have more things to do, and when you have more things to do, you have more places to spend money, tsk...
"
"Save some money. At the rate you're spending it, your wallet will be empty in two or three weeks. Don't even think about borrowing money from me then. My family has been in such trouble, and I don't have much left now."
." Zhang Yichi was full of worries about funds and warned the unpredictable in advance.
"Okay, okay, we keep talking about these unpleasant things while eating, let's talk about it after we finish eating." Mo Chou interrupted Zhang Yichi's rambling and ordered two more portions of spicy beef.
Seeing Mo Zhi still looking like this, Zhang Yichi smiled helplessly: "There's really nothing I can do against you."
"Relax and live a casual life," Mo Zhi advised.
After hearing this advice, Zhang Yichi thought of something, his smile faded, and then he said thoughtfully: "I want to buy a guitar."
But Mo Zhi caught the little tail of the counterattack: "You are more expensive than me, right? Look, musical instruments are not cheap. In this life-or-death situation, you have to buy a guitar to cultivate your sentiments. How can you care about me taking yoga classes."
"...Okay, I don't care about you." Although he felt that what Mu Zhi said was a bit unreasonable, Zhang Yichi did not intend to dissuade him. Everyone has his own way of living, and you cannot force others to live according to their own will.
After eating hot pot, Zhang Yichi sent Mo Chou home and went to the cemetery to see his mother.
Now he has become accustomed to going to the grave every week to have heart-to-heart conversations with his mother. They say he is having a heart-to-heart talk with his mother, but in fact it is a conversation between himself and himself, which can relieve him a lot of stress.
After the heart-to-heart talk, it was almost time. When we returned, Zhang Yichi bought two portions of frozen dumplings and had a meal with Mo Zhi.
When the time gets later, it will be close to the beginning of a new world of reincarnation.
"It's been a while since we've cooperated together. How do you feel?" Mo Zhi sat on the sofa and interviewed Zhang Yichi.
Zhang Yichi looked calm and sat next to Mo Zhi: "I don't feel anything. I'm used to it."
"Okay, this answer will make it appear that there is a tacit understanding!" Mu Zhi comforted himself.
"Unpredictable." Zhang Yichi said.
"What?"
"We have to become stronger." Zhang Yichi sat there with something indescribable in his eyes, "Let's have a good fight."