Rebirth in 1998 is also a kind of life

After being scolded by Li Ming, someone escaped from the deputy director's room in a panic; however, if one didn't pay attention, no one would have noticed that there was another bulge in this guy's liberation bag.

"Hey, little girl, why did you come back so soon?" Yang Zhu said angrily, a little annoyed that his embarrassing appearance was seen by others.

"The work over there in Shencheng has already been done, and since Sister Qingyi and the others are there, so many people are not needed, so I'm coming back." Sima Qingcuo took it for granted.

"Tsk tsk~ I don't know if you are pretending to be muddled in your head. I don't know that Shencheng is a place of merit. If you stay there for a day, you will have more qualifications!?" Yang Zhu hated iron Without steel, he poked the guy's head hard with his finger.

The little girl was a little aggrieved: "But I can't get used to staying there, plus... well, so I came back after I finished my work."

Yang Zhu didn't think about what this guy didn't say, and curled his lips: "I'm not used to it? Don't you want to say that you are not used to the diet over there? Tsk tsk... little girl, I didn't see it, I haven't seen you for a few days Such a picky mouth!"

The little girl wrinkled her nose: "It's not because of food."

I felt a little bit of resentment in my heart, but fortunately I took the time to come back to see him, but I didn't expect this person to postpone the time of leave for a week without saying anything, but he didn't say anything good when he saw himself.

Yang Zhu was a little curious, but immediately frowned. Since it wasn't a diet problem, then someone bullied this girl?

Damn it, I knew that Wan Qingyi was unreliable, and he usually yelled at Qingcuo's younger sister, but when it came to the critical moment, he couldn't help him at all!

"Tell me, which bastard bullied you, yayah, see if I can't kill him!" Yang Zhu had a murderous look on his face.

Hearing these browless words, Sima Qingcuo looked at Yang Zhu in astonishment, and immediately understood something, his eyes unnaturally narrowed into crescent moons: "No one bullies me, sister Qingyi takes good care of me; If anyone bullies me, it's only you who bullies me all day long."

When Yang Zhu heard that he had made a mistake, and that this girl had a faint tendency to turn over the old score, he quickly slapped a haha, rubbed his head and pretended to be stupid: "Then why are you not used to it?"

The little girl was a little distressed: "I can't say anything, but I feel that the air over there is a little restless, and I feel a little uncomfortable with it."

Yang Zhu had a black thread: "I said girl, since when did you speak so vaguely, what do you mean the air is a little restless, and I still have a little humidity in the air!"

The little girl stuck out her tongue: "Well, let's put it this way, the people over there are busy all day long, and the three words in their mouths cannot be separated from the word money, as if they have nothing else on their minds except making money."

"And... I feel that the people over there are very anxious and anxious, as if something is driving them to run forward desperately;"

"In short, if you stay there for a long time, you will be infected by that kind of anxiety, which makes you flustered."

Hearing the little girl's words, Yang Zhu roughly understood why this guy ran back as if he had escaped.

In fact, Yang Zhu also has a certain understanding of the current situation in Shencheng. If you have to use an analogy, the current Shencheng is like Xiangjiang in the 60s and [-]s. Soon, but under the bustle, some unpleasant things that originated from the soul can't be covered up.

Under the huge conflict of values, it's not surprising that the little girl feels on pins and needles there.

"Okay, okay, since we're all back, don't think too much about it. I'll be the host tonight and clean up our little heroes." Yang Zhu intends to expose this topic. After all, he has been 404 recently, and he also has Scared.

As a matter of fact, in the series of tactics in Shencheng, many details were perfected with the help of the little girl. For this reason, Li Ming also used this girl as a positive teaching material when spraying Yang Zhu; therefore, seeing his own Yang Zhu, who is considered a promising little apprentice, is not without a hint of joy.

"Okay, okay! I want to eat... idiot buns!" The little girl who knew that Yang Zhu was not short of money now expressed her ambition.

Yang Zhu looked at this guy speechlessly. It's rare to give you a chance to slaughter a fat sheep, but you just ordered a cage of steamed stuffed buns worth 5 yuan?If this is placed in later generations, it must not be despised to death!

But then again, if this girl didn't have such a mindless appearance, I might not be able to see her in my eyes.

………………

the next day.

"Huh? Yang Zhu, what are you doing at the flower and bird market? It's already winter, and there's not much greenery to buy here." Sima Qingcuo followed Yang Zhu into the somewhat narrow stone road, a little curious asked.

"I didn't come here today to buy green plants. In fact, apart from jasmine and rose, I have no interest in other green plants, but it's not the season to grow them." Yang Zhudong looked around.

"Oh, so you like jasmine and Chinese roses. Since it's not to buy green plants, what are you doing here? Could it be that you want to learn from the children of the Eight Banners in the imperial capital and raise a bird?" the little girl thought. Yang Zhu was holding the birdcage, stepping forward, feeling a chill in his heart.

"Of course not. I don't have the time to raise birds. I came today to see if there is any suitable tea set." Yang Zhu gave this guy a slap in the face, this girl didn't know that she could write on her face what?

"Tea set?" The little girl didn't understand. In her cognition, drinking tea is not just a ceramic jar or a thermos cup. This thing needs to be bought at the flower and bird market?

"Hey, I got a few cakes of good tea recently, and I didn't have much to do a year ago, so I just thought about putting together tea trays, kung fu tea sets and other things to have some fun for myself." Speaking of those good teas, Yang Zhu was rather proud. This time he went to Fengtian, he didn't get any other benefits, but he got a lot of good teas.

"Cake? Are you talking about Pu'er tea?" Hearing the special unit of measurement, the girl's face began to wrinkle, and an unpleasant memory in southern Yunnan flooded back.

"Hey, hey, you have such an expression, you must be thinking of Maitreya's experience again, you were purely messed up that time, no wonder others. Besides, you drank cooked tea that time. The raw tea you got last time is completely different, okay?" Seeing the disgust and fear on the little girl's face, Yang Zhu hurriedly stood up to protect the white moonlight in his heart.

Hmm... the story goes like this, one day in Maitreya, the little girl who was dizzy and dizzy from being too busy wanted to refresh herself, so she rarely complained to the staff of the sugar factory that she wanted to drink tea, but she also had something urgent to do She hurriedly pointed to a certain wooden cabinet and asked her to take the tea by herself.

So, a certain fool who knew nothing about tea just randomly broke a piece of tea from the tissue paper and put it into his cup, and then poured some water to finish the job, but it was a coincidence...it was a piece of cooked cake. Tea.

Anyone who has drunk cooked tea knows that this thing cannot be brewed directly, it needs to be washed once or twice, otherwise the taste...

So, a certain unlucky guy took a sip hard, and seeing the power of the strong old warehouse smell, he even spit out the gall with a wow.

Since then, the word "Pu'er tea" has left a deep shadow in the little girl's heart, lest she avoid it.

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"Hey~! I said little girl. I told you that you brewed it wrongly. Pu-erh tea is delicious. Why don't you believe it?" Yang Zhu looked at the little girl who pouted but didn't refute a word, Some have big heads.

"Come here, I just brought some samples today, just to let you see what a real good Pu'er tastes like." Seeing a tea shop not far away, Yang Zhu, who felt that his faith had been tarnished, held back The little girl's wrist, walked to the shop.

And Sima Qingcuo felt the touch and temperature from his wrist, and his face turned red.

So the little girl who felt a little weak in her calves was staggered and dragged into the "Zhiyun Tea Shop" by someone, very much like a woman from a good family who was robbed in the street...