Take It Easy

Mu Qinglin moved the hand on Zhou Yi's shoulder away, and when it passed her chin, he lifted it up with the side of his index finger, and smiled back at her, "You're welcome..."

It was said that it was a two-day vacation, but Mu Qinglin only took it until noon of the next day when Cui Wenjing called and sent him to the mountains for a special interview.

go for four days...

At noon on the day of departure, under Tang Yuanzhou's order, Zhou Yi went to WeChat to ask Mu Qinglin about the restoration of his group of photos.

Mu Qinglin said it was ready, but he was on a business trip, so he could only go to the technical center to pick it up when he came back.

Zhou Yi relayed the words to Tang Yuanzhou, turned around and asked where Mu Qinglin was going.

Mu Qinglin: [In the mountains to the east of the county seat, there is a lack of water, electricity, and snow. 】

Wow.

Isn't it freezing in the snowy mountains for someone in an old low neck sweater?

Zhou Yi kicked on the newly bought wool socks, and replied to Mu Qinglin by voice, "Ah, the electric radiator is too warm, how can it be so warm?"

Mu Qinglin was so angry that her chest hurt, and she pressed the "talk" button to fight back, "Did you drink the medicine?"

Zhou Yi replied to her three rows of "/goodbye", and in the next few days, like clocking in, she posted two photos of empty bowls on time, followed by a "my life is so miserable" emoji.

Mu Qing will reply before the meeting: [Touch the dog's head.jpg]

Zhou Yi: [Come out and get beaten.jpg]

…

The two of you come and go, turning a good chat tool into a magic tool for fighting pictures.

It's late, we can chat past twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

Another bowl of good medicine tasted bitter, and Zhou Yi leaned on the radiator to eat oranges listlessly, suppressing the discomfort in his stomach.

Tang Yuanzhou and Yang Ling were not there.

Yesterday, two children fought in the kindergarten. When Yang Ling went to coax her, she was pushed to the ground and twisted her waist. During the following period, she had to go to the Chinese Medicine Hospital for acupuncture and massage every day.

Zhou Yi was in a hurry to catch up on the drawing, but his stomach was really uncomfortable and he couldn't move, so he called Xiao Hei who was next door and asked him to help him get the board from the studio and draw under the nest.

In the first few minutes, a gust of cold wind rushed in following the movement of someone opening the door, which made Zhou Yi shiver and turn his head to look over.

"What are you doing here?" Zhou Yi said indifferently.

Wearing the uniform of a bar waiter, Lu Chang whispered a few words to the tall man beside him, then walked to Zhou Yi and squatted down, with his arms dangling casually on the armrest of the chair, and said, "Xiao Jiu, borrow brother A place. The boss is watching in the store today, brother can't be too blatant."

"What place to borrow?"

"Just the unused bathroom on the second floor."

Zhou Yi looked at the man leaning not far away in surprise, and suppressed his anger and said, "He's a man! The same gender as you!"

Lu Chang laughed nonchalantly, "Anyway, it's all about getting money after work, there is no difference between the same **** and the opposite sex."

"Get out!" Zhou Yi said that one word, and his tone was firmer than ever.

Lu Chang was in a hurry, "Xiao Jiu, I'm begging you as a brother, can you do it one last time? Brother needs money, really, as long as you give me the money, there will be news for my sister right away, I..."

"I said, get out." Zhou Yi interrupted, his voice was very cold, "Don't send me cakes in the future, I'm not your sister, and I don't like eating that kind of thing at all."

"Xiao Jiu!" Seeing that Zhou Yi was really angry, Lu Chang quickly assured her, "This is the last time, I won't do it when I get Brother Qian."

Zhou Yi stared at him without saying a word, his attitude was already very clear.

After a long while, Lu Chang stopped insisting, stood up and said, "Don't be angry with my brother, I don't know that you don't like cakes, what do you want to eat in the future, and what I buy for you, keeping them is all on your mind."

Zhou Yi still didn't speak.

Lu Changjing stood for a while, then turned around, "Xiao Jiu, don't bear any grudges, even if I mistook you for someone at the beginning, I really wanted to treat you later. We stayed here because we had no place to go. Hope you are well, at least better than me."

After saying this, Lu Chang left "Buddha Demon" without looking back.

Zhou Yi sat without moving, and the pen in his hand was getting tighter and tighter.

I pinched it until my fingers were sore and trembling, and then I let it go, and let the pen hit the board and fall to the ground.

Lu Chang...

She never held grudges.

How could she, who had never been protected by her brothers and sisters, hate a person who used his bare hands to warn the **** here one by one in order to let her live in peace in Hongmen Lane?

—

Although Zhou Yi has no energy and is very mean-spirited, it is a fact that she is good-looking.

Clean and refreshing, don't take it seriously.

Putting her like this in the vulgar Red Gate Alley, she is like a clean stream, so it is not surprising that she is remembered by others.

A year and a half ago, when she just came back from the hospital, she was in poor condition and couldn't speak a few words all day. Tang Yuanzhou was afraid that she would get bored in the room all the time, so he arranged some errand work for her if she had nothing to do. She goes out and moves.

Sometimes ten minutes, sometimes a few hours.

At first, Tang Yuanzhou didn't notice anything wrong. It wasn't until she was asked to buy a fruit plate for a customer once, but she came back empty-handed, with the weathered bricks on her shoulders, that Tang Yuanzhou finally realized that something was wrong, and asked Xiao Hei to find someone to inquire about it. a trip.

The result is: there are several things that are too much for her to move, and she will come to her every now and then to trouble her and vent her anger.

Xiao Hei found out about this at the Xitou bar, and Lu Chang happened to be on duty that day.

He didn't say anything at the time, and even used his own face to waive the bill for Xiao Hei.

After get off work, from west to east, Lu Chang warned those people one by one.

For this reason, Lu Chang not only almost lost his job, but also broke two ribs.

Zhou Yi is not an ungrateful person, whoever treats her well, she remembers everything. If it wasn't like this, with her personality, how could she eat a little bit of every cream cake that Lu Chang sent, even though she didn't like cream cakes.

Sympathy may have.

What's more, Lu Chang really treated her well.

But if she didn't remember his kindness, she wouldn't be so indifferent to him.

There was no one around her, only Tang Yuanzhou, Yang Ling, and Buddha and Demon.

Because there are few, so I care, so I don't want to watch someone have an accident one day.

But why did Lu Chang choose such a way to make money?

Who can guarantee that those people he recruited will be dewed once, and they will not owe each other afterwards?

How can you not get your shoes wet when you often walk by the river.

—

The phone rang suddenly.

Zhou Yi came back to his senses, leaned over to pick up the pen from the ground, put it down together with the board, and took a look at it with his phone.

Mu Qinglin: [Absent from work? 】

Zhou Yi pulled a pillow to cushion her waist, and took back the photo of Mu Qinglin's latest empty bowl meal.

Mu Qinglin: [? 】

Zhou Yi: [? ? 】

Mu Qinglin: [Where's the expression? 】

"..." If she didn't cry out for her life, wouldn't it be okay?

Zhou Yi poked his expression to Mu Qinglin speechlessly.

Mu Qinglin did not reply with the expression of "patting the dog's head" as before, but asked her: [What's wrong? 】

Zhou Yi: [What's wrong? 】

Mu Qinglin: [I feel that you are not in a good mood]

Zhou Yi's eyes swayed lightly, she just made one less expression, so it can be seen?

Zhou Yi squeezed her fingers and tapped the keyboard quickly.

Halfway through typing, a red envelope popped up in the dialog box.

Mu Qinglin asked her: [Talking about two dollars? 】

Zhou Yi didn't move.

She is not in the habit of chatting with people.

Mu Qinglin couldn't wait for Zhou Yi's reply for a long time, and began to harass hard: [Where is the person? .jpg]

【Bouncing the head.jpg】

【Eh? .jpg]

【Send you little flower.jpg】

【Be careful for you.jpg】

【Miss, please be reasonable.jpg】

Zhou Yi was so frightened by Mu Qinglin's expression of kneeling on the ground at the end with rivers of tears streaming down his face, he casually made up an excuse and said: [Brother is not here today, I boiled the medicine myself, I feel that there is less water, so bitter that I doubt life... 】

Mu Qinglin: [Take money to buy sweets]

Zhou Yi scrolled up a screen to collect the money.

200?

Zhou Yi: [You are so old that you can’t tell the difference between two yuan and two hundred yuan? 】

Mu Qinglin: [What? 】

[I gave you two hundred? 】

[Excess 198 refund me]

【hurry up】

Mu Qinglin typed so fast that Zhou Yi felt that her hands were numb from the shock. She spread her palms and rubbed them on her legs, whispering to Mu Qinglin "what to pretend": [The advance deposit will not be refunded, it can only be exchanged... 】

Mu Qinglin typed for a few seconds, and replied: [Then talk about 198 again]

Zhou Yi: [What are you talking about? 】

Mu Qinglin disappeared for a while, and a picture was sent over.

Zhou Yi clicked on it, and it was a snowy mountain scene drawn very hard.

Mu Qinglin: [A gift from a child, Teacher Nine appreciating it...]

Zhou Yi: [Speechless.jpg]

Zhou Yi clicked on the photo again.

There seems to be a round snowman in a red hat in the children's paintings;

Snowflakes also have shapes and colors.

"How about it, the kid draws better, or Teacher Jiu draws better?" Mu Qinglin asked.

With such an obvious problem, Zhou Yi doesn’t have to think about it at all: [I can draw better with my feet than this one]

Mu Qinglin: [Ninth Teacher, keep a low profile...]

Zhou Yi: [People are too good to keep a low profile...]

Mu Qinglin: [Maomao sighs.jpg]

"Interview, how did Teacher Jiu develop his painting skills?" Mu Qinglin asked.

Zhou Yi: [How many years have I stayed in the Children's Palace]

Mu Qinglin: [The teachers in the Children's Palace are generally from majors, why did Teacher Jiu get into the tattoo business? 】

Zhou Yi: [Because of money]

Mu Qinglin: [very simple reason]

[Expand and talk? 】

Zhou Yi recalled a little bit: [Fomo has nearly 30 employees up and down, and the situation is similar to mine. Brother picked one here and another there. 】

【He has endured hardships, and later believes in cause and effect, and loves to do this kind of thing...】

[However, it is easy to gather people, but difficult to support them...]

【Tattoo is not everyone can eat】

[If you encounter one or two intractable diseases, the money will be spent...]

【Brother and Brother Ming Kai want to make money, but also take care of people and support them, it's very hard...】

【I'm a decent person, I definitely don't do things like eating and living for nothing, so I joined my brother...】

It turned out to be so.

Mu Qinglin thought that Tang Yuanzhou's shop was very profitable, but it turned out that the money was earned again.

Mu Qinglin: [Mr. Jiu's picture is so valuable now, it seems that he is in the right business...]

Zhou Yi: [No, I was almost driven away by my brother because of this...]

Mu Qinglin: [Why? Is it not good to make money? 】

Zhou Yi: [Violation]

[I can’t draw pictures, but I can draw pictures, so I just wanted to sell pictures at first, but my brother said that bad industry rules would not allow them to sell...]

Mu Qinglin didn't understand this line: [Why is it a bad rule? 】

Zhou Yi: [Manuscript is also an expression of the level of a tattoo artist. No matter how good the picture is, it is still a lie...]

Mu Qinglin: [Understood]

【and after? 】

Zhou Yi: [Later, Xiao Hei found out that there was something growing in his brain, and he was waiting for money, and my brother just happened to fill a hole with millions of dollars for a friend who was cheated, and his hands could not move, so I sold it behind my back. A few...]

【Brother was so angry that his face turned green】

Mu Qinglin: [You mean well]

Zhou Yi: [But it is indeed a bad rule, the Buddha and the devil were almost shut down by a few pictures of mine...]

[Later, the friend of Brother Gang was disappointed in this business and didn't want to do original work. But I left this business and didn’t know what else to do, so my brother let him come to the Buddha Demon, and I specially provided him with pictures, and he stabbed people...]

Mu Qinglin: [It's not what you said today, I thought this line of business was just to deceive rebellious boys and girls...]

Zhou Yi: [A good tattoo artist puts his conscience above everything else]

Mu Qinglin: [/qiang]

[If I have a chance, I will find a few friends who do self-media operations to advertise your store...]

Zhou Yi: [Farewell, in Hongmen Lane, the most feared thing is to be famous...]

Everywhere.

If good things don't go out, bad things will spread overnight.

Mu Qinglin was able to understand Zhou Yi's concerns, so she didn't continue, and instead returned to the original topic and asked Zhou Yi: 【Buy candy? 】

Zhou Yi was depressed: 【Do I look that much like a three-year-old? 】

Mu Qinglin: [Three-year-olds will not vomit like you after taking medicine]

Zhou Yi: [/smile]

Mu Qinglin: [Can't help but don't insist, I'm so familiar, how can I still laugh at you? 】

Zhou Yi pressed his eyelashes.

familiar?

It seems to be more mature than before.

She knew something about Mu Qinglin, and told her something about the shop.

Zhou Yi: [Forget the sugar, I'll go buy a few steamed buns...]

Mu Qinglin: [Go, I'll be busy for a while, I'll go back and check the results tomorrow...]

Zhou Yi: 【You are really...】

Mu Qinglin: [? 】

Zhou Yi stared at the question mark for a long time, not knowing how to answer.

Can she say that she just wanted to complain about someone being a spy and an addiction?

Not only the remote monitoring and drinking of medicine, but the people haven't come back yet, just thinking about the acceptance results, which is not too tiring.

"If you want to put you forward for decades, you are more Huang Shiren than Huang Shiren, right?" Zhou Yi complained ruthlessly.

Xiao Hei poked his head in from the door, "Are you a white-haired girl?"

Zhou Yi was frightened out of his body by Xiao Hei's sudden appearance.

Seeing that her expression was a little dull, Xiao Hei thought she didn't understand, and enthusiastically explained: "It's the one that was taken over by Huang Shiren."

Zhou Yi looked at Xiao Hei for a while, and said melancholy: "I'm not a white-haired girl, I'm her cowardly and incompetent father." Although she wasn't miserable enough to be possessed, she was really powerless to resist someone.

Zhou Yi poked his phone and typed: [Forget it, let's go...]

"The other party is typing..."

Mu Qinglin: [Actually, it mainly depends on you]

Zhou Yi landed on the button "0" and her fingers froze, the phone vibrated briefly. Before she could react and let go, Mu Qing followed up with the second half of the sentence: [Fat or not fat]

Zhou Yi threw the phone away.

—

Tang Yuanzhou and Yang Ling didn't come back until dark.

Zhou Yi was playing mahjong with his mobile phone in his arms, and he was almost impatient to lose after a dozen games.

"Xiao Jiu, come here, let me ask you something." Tang Yuanzhou pushed open the door and said.

Zhou Yi felt that he could stand up with this hand, and he played seriously, so he didn't lift his head when he heard the sound, "Wait a minute..."

"It's better not to wait, my brother's face is not very good." Xiao Hei reminded in a low voice.

Zhou Yi looked up.

Sure enough, he saw Tang Yuanzhou standing at the door with a serious expression on his face.

Zhou Yi immediately turned off the phone and put it in his pocket, and asked while walking, "What's wrong?"

Tang Yuanzhou didn't say anything, and waited for her to come over before he closed the door and said, "Did Lu Chang bring a man here today?"

Zhou Yi paused when he leaned back, "Come here..."

Tang Yuanzhou, "You stayed?"

"No…"

"That's good…"

Tang Yuanzhou breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhou Yi's eyebrows were huddled together, "Why do you ask this all of a sudden?"

Tang Yuanzhou's movement of pulling the chair paused for a moment, and soon, Zhou Yi still saw it.

She suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart, and before she had time to let it go, she heard Tang Yuanzhou snorting and said: "You ask me? I am a hotel here, and anyone can bring someone to do that kind of thing? Even if it is, the room What about the fee? Lu Chang paid me a dime?"

Zhou Yi stared at Tang Yuanzhou without speaking.

Tang Yuanzhou knew about this a long time ago, but he kept his eyes closed and didn't say anything. Anyway, he and Yang Ling lived on the third floor, and there was a disturbance below.

what is it today?

"Brother, is it really just like this?" Zhou Yi asked.

Tang Yuanzhou, "What else? I have brain tumors here, which may recur at any time, some who can't get along in the circle, give up on themselves, and some who can break out in a cold sweat just by talking to the opposite sex. I have to worry about this every day, worry about it." That, it's annoying enough, where is the time to take care of other things? You remember, if Lu Chang comes again in the future, he will not be allowed to enter the door!"

Zhou Yi already had this plan, "I know..."

"Okay, let's go to sleep." Tang Yuanzhou said.

Zhou Yi hesitated to speak, he pondered for a few seconds and said nothing.

Soon, the sound of Zhou Yi's procrastinating footsteps disappeared on the stairs.

Xiao Hei pushed open the door, pointed at his temple with a smile and said, "Brother, I'm sorry for causing you trouble, I will work harder and try not to let it relapse."

Tang Yuanzhou was taken aback for a moment, turned his head and scolded with a smile: "Get away..."

Xiao Hei, "Hey, good."

—

That night, Zhou Yi rarely suffered from insomnia.

It was already afternoon when I woke up, and my head was very stuffy.

Zhou Yi lay on his side to let go.

Hearing the phone ringing, he fumbled to take it over and looked at it.

From 8:00 in the morning to now, Mu Qinglin would send a WeChat message every half an hour to ask her if she lost it.

Zhou Yi huddled under the blanket and typed: 【Just woke up. 】

Mu Qinglin didn't return for a long time.

Zhou Yi went to wash his face and went downstairs to make medicine.

"Wrong..." A familiar female voice suddenly came from beside her, with a smile, her voice sounded a little hoarse.

Zhou Yi turned his head quickly, and saw Mu Qinglin walking in unhurriedly, picked up another pack of herbal medicine from the counter and said, "This one needs to be boiled for half an hour before the others can be placed."

Zhou Yi didn't speak, and fell into a momentary blankness.

When she realized it, Mu Qinglin had already turned off the fire, leaned sideways on the desk and asked her, "Why do you look at me like that? Don't you know me?"

Zhou Yi came back to his senses, "It's a little bit, you've only been there for a few days, how did you get destroyed like this?"

Zhou Yi lowered his head and wanted to fire, but was knocked away by Mu Qinglin with a hard object.

"Ugly?" Mu Qinglin rubbed his face and asked.

Zhou Yi looked up at her - her lips were dry, her face was red with wind, and her eye sockets were sunken deeper than before.

"It's not as good as before." Zhou Yi said.

Mu Qing smiled, "You mean it looked good before?"

"..."

"If you don't speak, I will take it as your acquiescence." Mu Qinglin stretched out his hand to Zhou Yi, spread it out and said, "I don't need to drink soup from now on."

Zhou Yi looked at the little gourd in Mu Qinglin's hand in bewilderment, and asked her solemnly, "Lick it when it's time to drink medicine?"

"Did you feed your own brains without cat food when you fed Fa Cai?" Mu Qing touched the tip of the gourd, handed it to Zhou Yi and said, "Unscrew it and have a look."

Zhou Yi, "Oh..."

When the gourd was unscrewed, a strong smell of medicine rushed out from inside.

Zhou Yi poured it into the palm of his hand, and rolled out two blue and white capsules.

"Didn't you want the fairy pills from the quack doctor before? Since there is no one to rub them, Teacher Jiu will make do with it and accept these capsules." Mu Qinglin said.

Zhou Yi stared at the capsule in his hand, "When did you get it?"

Mu Qinglin, "Seeing that your first drink was too painful, I called the doctor to discuss it when I got back at night."

"You're lucky, you just got it dozens of minutes ago, so you can skip this soup." Mu Qinglin said with a smile.

Isn't that just making arrangements silently before the business trip, and picking it up non-stop after returning, maybe you are still thinking about it during the process?

The cold wind from the Red Gate Alley slipped in from the open window, and pierced Zhou Yi's neck.

She tilted her head and looked out.

There are a few rays of sunlight sneaking in from the outside on the mottled wall opposite.

Zhou Yi put the medicine back, lifted the chain around the gourd's waist and asked, "The traditional Chinese medicine hospital still sends gourds when you see a doctor? Is it so curly?"

"This is really not..." Mu Qinglin poked it with his hands, and said with a smile, "The kid who gave me the painting gave it to me."

"Are you sure you didn't cheat?"

"You found out again." Mu Qinglin pretended to be surprised, then smiled and said, "She saw me chatting with you, and she asked me who you were, and I said I was a young lady who didn't like taking medicine, so she I gave me the gourd heirloom passed down from my ancestors, and asked me to pass it on to you to pack rock sugar, but I tried it out. Hey, you don’t like sugar, and you have a headache. After thinking about it again, the capsule seems to be ready, and a medicine box is missing.”

"How is it? Am I very thoughtful?" Mu Qinglin asked.

Zhou Yi breathed very quietly, but the heart in his chest seemed to be accidentally illuminated by the few rays of sunlight on the wall.

"I have an idea." Zhou Yi pinched the head and tail of the gourd with two fingers, and showed Mu Qinglin the size, "The sesame seeds are a bit bigger, and if you are full, you can only pack five or six grains, which is not enough for a day."

"You're wrong..." Mu Qinglin seriously retorted, "I verified it on the spot, and it can only hold four pills, which is enough for a meal."

"..." So eat a meal and pretend to be a meal, how about playing?

"Do you want to make your dislike so obvious? Don't bring it up." Mu Qinglin gestured to take it back.

Zhou Yi nimbly put the gourd into his pocket, "Do you want to be ashamed, and you still want to return what you gave away?"

Mu Qing smiled angrily, "To save face, I want to help the evildoers."

Zhou Yi, "Then you may have done too many bad things to count, alas, if you can't say it, then do it!"

Mu Qinglin grabbed Zhou Yi's neck with his arm, then folded his hand back and grabbed her shoulder, forcing her to look up.

"Speak nicely." Mu Qing threatened.

Zhou Yi closed his eyes speechlessly, and when he opened them again, he found Mu Qing's face that was close at hand in the originally empty peripheral vision.

Zhou Yi slightly turned his head to the other side, "What are you talking about?"

Mu Qinglin said, "If you think about it, it's fine."

"How do I know what you like to hear?"

"Indeed, do you want me to teach you?"

Zhou Yi refused without hesitation, "Don't..."

Mu Qinglin tightened his elbows, "Do you think I'm discussing with you?"

"..." Zhou Yi confessed, his numb eyes glanced at the package of herbs that Mu Qinglin took on the desk, paused, and said, "Thank you..."

This word really doesn't sound very nice, but if the voice of a girl under nineteen softens, some perfunctory words will be easily overshadowed.

Mu Qinglin moved the hand on Zhou Yi's shoulder away, and when it passed her chin, he lifted it up with the side of his index finger, and smiled back at her, "You're welcome..."

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