There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 564: The most unforgettable is first love
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Fang Fang looked as usual in the face of the sad look of the boss’s wife.
"Then if you let the lady boss love you again, will the lady boss still love the guilty man as much as half a month ago?"
"Has my brother ever heard a word that a woman often puts on her lips?"
Fang Zheng is curious: "What is it?"
The proprietress looked at Fang Zheng with a sigh of grievance: "A woman is most unforgettable as her first love. No matter how much the heartbreaker has broken her heart, as long as the first love man makes a call, even if she knows it is a moth, she will still pounce on it. "
"It seems that this is destined to be a tragedy." Fang Zheng said with emotion.
When Fang met the wax figure proprietress at the noodle restaurant, the proprietress also kept saying that she loved him, and Fang Zheng asked the proprietress to stand still and let him hack him to death if she loved him. As a result, the proprietress resisted more fiercely.
So.
Boss, die.
The answer of the wax figure proprietress in front of me is obvious. She will resist like last time this time. Not only will she resist, but she will also make Fang Zheng a wax figure.
Always stay with her.
Because Fang is her first love.
The old **** stick sitting aside looked at the lady boss, and then at Fang Zheng, his expression on his face was dumbfounded.
What dumb riddles are these two people playing in front of you?
Why are all Chinese characters that everyone knows? When a single word is separated, I know the old way, but when the two people in front of me are combined together, I can't understand a word of the old way?
"Little brother, do you know the boss?" the old **** stick asked Xiang Fangzheng.
"I don't know."
"I don't know."
Fang Zheng and the proprietress almost agreed in unison.
? ?
The old **** stick looked at the two people in front of him obviously in disbelief.
After the voice fell, the lady boss and Fang Zheng looked at each other, the lady boss laughed suddenly, smiling very happily, and her heavy chest trembled: "The younger brother’s speech and demeanor are more and more like the one of the sister’s first love. It's a grief."
People who don’t know thought that the lady boss was flirting with Xiao Xianrou.
Hooking up with Founder.
Only Founder knows.
The lady boss wants his life anytime! !
"Meeting is fate. Brother hurry up and eat while it is hot. If there is not enough food, continue to shout to sister. Today, my sister is happy. My sister has invited me for this meal. Brother will not charge you money."
Just like the scene in the noodle shop for the first time, the proprietress began to try to persuade Fang Zheng to eat the food she personally made.
Founder: "..."
"Boss, I have a bad stomach and my body recently, and I can't eat too much oily food, old **** stick, you can eat it."
The dead dao friend does not die the poor monk, before eating or not, Fang Zheng decisively sold the old **** stick.
With him, the old **** stick is at best a little bit painful, as long as you don't eat too much at one time.
Um.
Afterwards, the old **** stick was counted as a work injury, and a few days off as compensation.
The old **** stick who couldn't stand the glutton in his stomach for a long time, immediately began to eat.
"Brother's stomach is not good, do I need to eat from my sister?" The lady boss looked at Fang Zheng with concern.
Not waiting for Fangzheng's refusal, the lady boss has already twisted her waist to the bottom.
Looking at the lady boss who really went to the next article, the old **** stick was a little depressed and secretly asked Fang Zheng: "Little brother, have you ignited the incense of luck?"
"Otherwise, how could this lady boss be a treat again and give you some noodles in person?"
Fang Zheng took out his hand from under the table, the fortune incense was still there, but it was not lit. At this time, Fang Zheng looked at the boss's wife who was focusing on giving him the bottom line with her back to him, and decisively lit the incense of luck in her hand.
I have already rejected the boss once.
Wait for the lady boss to bring the noodles, he refused for the second time, not knowing what moths would come out.
So I plan to use fortune incense.
The most important thing is that he can drive away a few diners from the barbecue stall.
At this time, the night is getting darker and there are not many diners. In addition, there are only three tables at the table with him and the old **** stick. He only needs to drive away the other two tables.
At the same time, Fang Zheng kicked the old **** stick with his foot under the table. Now that the lady boss is not there, let him stop eating.
Beware of food poisoning.
Click...the damping sound of plastic, a flame burst from the lighter.
Fangzheng lights up the fortune incense, divides the three fortune incense into three parts, and then inserts them on the three grilled shiitake mushrooms.
Suddenly, the smoke billowed, making the good barbecue stalls smoggy, and immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of other diners.
When they turned their heads and looked, they happened to see the scene where Fang Zheng divided the fortune incense into three parts and inserted them on the grilled shiitake mushrooms. This scene was clearly a memorial to the dead.
And the incense stick, coincidentally, happened to be on their side.
People who didn't know thought that Fang was paying homage to them, and their expressions changed immediately.
This is the incense burned to the dead, but it is burned at them. This is too unkind, and it makes it unpleasant to skewer.
But when I thought that it was burned to the dead, it was to worship the dead, even if these diners had a temper, they couldn't get angry. After all, since ancient times, Chinese people have always been taboo about dead people.
Fear of getting entangled in dirt.
"You have gone all the way. Today is your anniversary. You died here today last year. I will offer you incense at the place where you died every year today."
Fang Zheng's voice was not too big or too small, and it happened to be heard by the people at the two tables.
Sure enough, the faces of the people at the two tables became more ugly, and they were actually worshipping the dead, and they felt bad luck. In addition, the upper part was worshiping them, and it made me feel unlucky.
Furthermore, the fragrance of luck was poisonous, and the smell of smoke and fire was too great, making the neighborhood full of misty smoke. As Fang Zheng expected, the college students scolded bad luck, packed their things and left in a hurry.
All of a sudden, people went to the shop and only Fang Zheng and the old **** stick were left.
These college students didn't know that Fang Zheng was saving their lives.
Until the proprietress brought a bowl of steaming noodles and approached Fang Zheng, she held the bowl with one hand, and subconsciously slapped the smog of smoke in front of her eyes: "Brother, you are a little fragrant, look at the elder sister in the shop. The guests drove away."
The proprietress gave Fang a plaintive glance.
"Brother, the smell of this scent is quite choking, and the smoke is so heavy. Is it damp and not dried? Brother, here is the beef whip noodles that my sister has just cooked for you. Brother, didn't you say that you have been weak recently? Eat some while it's hot."
When you hear the bullwhip noodles, Fang Fang's face is strange.
He is still young.
I’m eating this now, isn’t it too tonic?
As a result, the lady boss just finished speaking, and Fang Zheng hasn't figured out how to refuse. The lady boss with one hand choked on the snuff and the bowl with the other hand was unsteady, bang!
A bowl of noodles fell to the ground, and the soup mixed with noodles splashed around.
Fang Zheng's heart moved. Could it be that fortune incense started to work?
The lady proprietress who had approached, looked at the noodles splashing all over the floor, and her expression became a little cold: "Brother waits for sister for a while, sister will go and eat for younger brother."