Day and night tour

Chapter 132: Rage
Zhou Xuan sat in his shop, pondering the affairs of the old painting studio, wondering where the opportunity for tattooing was hidden in this studio.

I was so absorbed in thinking that I forgot about going to the restaurant for dinner.

Xiao Fuzi had already returned to the store. He had prepared for the day's work, and had been beaten for no reason. He also carried Muhua all the way back, and helped Muhua take a simple bath and change his clothes.

He had consumed a lot of energy and was naturally hungry. He wanted to eat something quickly to fill his stomach.

But he saw that Zhou Xuan was thinking about something, and he really couldn't bear to disturb him. It just so happened that he also smelled a little, so he picked up two thermoses and went to the water shop in the alley on the side street to get some water.
One bottle of boiled water can be used for bathing, and the other bottle of boiled water can be used to make hot tea for the fifth senior brother and the young master.

As soon as I went out, I met a boatman pushing a wheelbarrow.

In Mingjiang Prefecture, the penetration rate of tap water is very high, but the stoves at home are all wood stoves or coal stoves. If you want to drink some water or take a bath, you have to light a new fire every time, which is very troublesome.

Thus, watermen and water shops came into being.

The water shop is the boiler room, which supplies hot water around the clock.

The waterman nailed four wooden water tanks on the wheelbarrow, filled them with hot water, and sold them along the street.

Now that you have met a waterman, there is no need to go to the water shop.

Xiao Fuzi then filled two thermoses, a large aluminum pot, and two copper washbasins with boiling water and moved them back to the store.

The water in the aluminum pot is used for bathing, the water in the thermos is used for making tea, and the water in the washbasin, when it cools down a bit, is used to apply a facial mask to the fifth brother and the young master to relieve their fatigue.

After Xiao Fuzi finished her bath, changed into clean clothes and went downstairs, she found Zhou Xuan half lying on a rattan chair with a hot towel on his face, with a faint white steam coming out of it.

"It's really comfortable to apply a facial mask." Zhou Xuan secretly exclaimed in satisfaction.

"Master, have you finished thinking about this?"

"After thinking about it, let's wait for Fifth Brother to come home. When he gets home, we'll go to the restaurant."

Mention Fifth Brother and he will arrive.

When Lv Mingkun entered the room, he asked Xiao Fuzi, "Do you have water to wipe my face and neck?"

He followed the kids who bullied Mu Hua and "educated" them along the way, sweating all over.

"The water in the copper basin should be at just the right temperature."

Xiao Fuzi pointed at the copper washbasin on the shelf.

Lu Mingkun immediately took a towel, washed his face and hands, wrung out the towel, and said to Zhou Xuan while wiping his neck,

"Junior brother, I have educated those kids well and with great patience. I will make sure they dare not bully Mu Hua again.

They were so touched by my patient and strict education that they shed tears.”

Zhou Xuan took off the towel and said with a smile: "I am very confident in the quality of Fifth Brother's education. Let's go to the restaurant. Everyone is hungry."

"Okay." Lu Mingkun washed the towel clean, hung it on the wooden rack, and was about to go out with Zhou Xuan.

At this time, Muhua came in carrying a small copper stove, full of the aroma of beef.

He put the stove on the table and left expressionlessly. Not long after, he came back with a food basket and took out plates one after another from the basket.

Each plate was filled with thinly sliced ​​beef.

At the bottom of the basket, there were dishes and clean bowls and chopsticks. After they were neatly arranged, Mu Hua turned toward Zhou Xuan, put one hand to his mouth, and used the other hand to pull food into his mouth. Then he said in a very stiff voice, "Eat! It's delicious!"

Zhou Xuan understood Mu Hua's meaning. He was expressing his gratitude with the beef copper hot pot.

But just to express such a simple thank you, Mu Hua had already put all his effort into it. "Eat! It's delicious!" had already made him sweat profusely.

"Hua Zi, I know what you mean. I will make sure to eat you up cleanly later."

Zhou Xuan patted Mu Hua's shoulder, but Mu Hua stepped back slightly, avoiding this friendly gesture, and then turned and left.

"Okay, let's not go to the restaurant, let's eat."

Zhou Xuan and the other two sat around the table, eating hot pot until the room was filled with steam.

When we were halfway through the meal, Cui Jie came in again. She was very enthusiastic, holding two large plates, smiling and squinting, and asked, "Brother Zhou, Brother Lu, Ah Fu, did you enjoy the hot pot?"

"Good! Good! Sister Cui's cooking skills are really good." Zhou Xuan helped Sister Cui take the plate.

One plate was filled with tripe, and the other was filled with duck blood.

"It's not my craft, it's made by Muhua for you." Sister Cui put her hands on her waist and said, "The chef who used to deliver rice and flour to our family died, and he didn't want to open a shop, so he closed it. So I contacted another rice and flour shop,

I was busy until half an hour ago when I got home. I saw Muhua cutting beef very carefully. I asked him who he was cutting for, but he ignored me.

Cui Jie's eyes sparkled as she spoke, "I went to ask the neighbors nearby and they said Mu Hua was bullied to death and it was you who helped save him. You guys are so angry.
Muhua was carried back by Ahfu, and Ahfu even helped Muhua take a bath and change clothes... Oh, in all these years, no one has been so kind to him except me.
It’s just that Mu Hua is really tongue-tied and can’t even say thank you, so I came to thank him, but I’m afraid that would disappoint the three of you.”

After saying this, Sister Cui bowed to Zhou Xuan and the other two.

Zhou Xuan was close to Cui Jie, so he quickly supported her and said jokingly, "Cui Jie, please don't do this. It gave us goose bumps. There's nothing to thank you for. We are all neighbors, and it's only natural for us to help each other.

Besides, we can understand Muhua's difficulty in speaking and we won't argue with him.

The most important thing is that Muhua's face looks exactly like mine. If someone steps on his face, it's like stepping on my face. So can we indulge him?"

These words made Cuijie cry and laugh at the same time.

Lv Mingkun also pulled up a chair and said, "Sister Cui, since you don't have your shop open today, we have nothing to do anyway, so why don't we eat and drink together?"

Cui Jie felt a little embarrassed and wanted to leave, pretending that she had to prepare for tomorrow's business. However, she could not refuse Zhou Xuan and Lu Mingkun's kindness, so she had to sit down and eat and drink.

Sister Cui can’t drink much, so Xiao Fuzi went to a nearby grocery store to get some beer.

Under the influence of alcohol and Zhou Xuan's good chattiness, the atmosphere became more lively. During the meal, Zhou Xuan started gossiping and asked Cui Jie: "You said that the rice and flour master's daughter died. How did she die suddenly?" "She was killed by a kidnapper. The rice and flour master went crazy and wanted to report to the police. As a result, a group of kidnappers surrounded him in the house and threatened him with the lives of his son and wife.
After all the trouble, the rice and flour chef no longer dared to make any more waves. He became disheartened and closed his shop. "

"Is the kidnapper so arrogant?"

"They are very arrogant. They have connections in both the black and white worlds. I heard someone say this afternoon that there is a kidnapper in Shan De Hospital who has been driven crazy... You people from other places probably don't know about Shan De Hospital. This is the largest hospital in Mingjiang Prefecture, and there are kidnappers here. How can they not be arrogant?"

cough cough...

Zhou Xuan and Lu Mingkun coughed at the same time.

Cui Jie also said to Zhou Xuan: "I'm telling you guys a secret. Don't get too close to Mr. He who runs the wreath shop on Dongshi Street."

"For what?"

"He informed on a kidnapper, and told the kidnapper's den to a woman named... something... Liaogui!

That 獠鬼 was from Pingshui Prefecture. I heard that her daughter also died at the hands of a kidnapper. Her mouth was sewn shut. It was very tragic! This woman was very powerful. I heard that she had killed many kidnappers.

Lao He informed Liao Gui and was targeted by the kidnapper. In order to make an example of him, the kidnapper spread the word in Dongshi Street a few days ago that he was going to settle accounts with Lao He! "

Zhou Xuan nodded secretly.

It fits his stereotype of a kidnapper.

When he was in Pingshui Prefecture, the kidnapper said he would settle accounts with him!

This should be the way kidnappers have always acted, taking arrogance to the extreme - they will settle accounts with you and let you know, but you can only wait to die obediently, and no one can save you!
But they just don't open their eyes,
In Pingshui Prefecture, the kidnappers had offended the big Buddha. Yuan Buyu killed the dog king, which frightened the kidnappers so much that they all withdrew from Pingshui Prefecture.

"What's Lao He's situation now?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"He wrote eulogies for himself every day, anointed his own coffin, and waited for death. He was a man with guts. Before he informed on others, he was aware that he would die."

"Knowing that you would die, why did you still go and inform on others?" Lu Kunming asked.

"His only son also died at the hands of the kidnapper a few years ago. He wanted revenge, but he didn't have the ability to do so. No matter how hard he tried, it was in vain. He endured it until now. Finally, a fang ghost who dared to go against the kidnapper came, and he risked his life to inform on him..."

"Old He is quite patient."

Zhou Xuan picked up a piece of tripe for Cui Jie and said, "But there is nothing we can do. We are all honest businessmen. We can beat up the little hooligans with our own strength, but we are scared of pure villains like kidnappers just by hearing their names. We are scared to death!"

"Who isn't?" Cui Jie ate the meat and sighed, "We are all ordinary people. We can't beat those sons of bitches who have all the power..."

After eating hotpot, Zhou Xuan asked Lu Mingkun to go to the old painting studio.

Zhou Xuan wondered why the Old Painting Studio was called that because in addition to old books, there were also many old paintings. Maybe the opportunity to get a tattoo was not in the books, but in the paintings...

……

"Sister Cui, I can clean it myself."

"I'm a businessman who runs a stall, so I'm used to cleaning up."

After Cui Jie helped Xiao Fuzi clean up the house, she packed the bowls, chopsticks and plates into the food basket and went home.

"Muhua, Brother Zhou and Ah Fu both love the beef you cut and they praise your cooking skills.

The ingredients are not good. The rice and noodle chef has closed his shop, so we have to find a new place to buy sesame paste. The paste from this store is really not good. It is ground too coarsely. "

Sister Cui talked for a long time, but Mu Hua didn't respond a word.

This is not normal.
Cui Jie knew Mu Hua's problem. If it wasn't an extremely extreme emotion, he wouldn't be able to recognize it. Even if he recognized some emotion, he would be closed in his own world and couldn't give any feedback.
However, the closed world between Mu Hua and her could open a small gap, and they could communicate very simply. But now they don’t say a word... What’s going on?

Cuijie quickly ran from the outer room into the inner room, and saw Muhua standing blankly in front of the mirror, moving his mouth very hard, but because he didn't know how, no sound came out.

He was so anxious that he slapped his face with his hands. After his anxiety subsided, he moved his mouth hard again, trying to learn the pronunciation of the two words.

Cui Jie looked at the shape of his mouth and knew the two words that Mu Hua was trying to learn were,

"Thank you."

……

Late at night in the old painting studio, even the insects were too lazy to chirp, and the bookstore was deserted than a grave.

Apart from the snoring in the painting, no other sound could be heard.

A powerful but invisible and silent perception had scanned the house several times.

The content of the painting is simple, and Zhou Xuan can understand the general content just by using his senses.

"How's it going, Junior Brother?"

"None of the paintings had anything to do with tattoos, but... I seemed to hear a slight snoring sound from one of the paintings.

Is there something strange sleeping?" Zhou Xuan decided to go and take a look.

The weirder it is, the more it matches the attributes of the tattooed evil ghost. I have to see it with my own eyes.

Zhou Xuan walked towards the back of the house.

"where are you going?"

"Opening the front door makes too much noise. I'm afraid it will wake up. I'll go through the back door so it won't make too much noise." Zhou Xuan said...

ps: Thank you brothers for your continued support, I love you. I am very busy today, so I will only post one update for now. The second update will be at twelve o'clock.

(End of this chapter)