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Chu Xun Leaving the bar under the cover of night, I walked through the streets and alleys back to my home. My parents and my sister Shui Sheng had already gone to bed. On the dining table, my mother had left a midnight snack for me. It was a common occurrence for my mother to prepare something for me, but for some reason, seeing this simple meal tonight made me feel especially warm inside.
I had gotten into a fight that night and endured intense training in the basement, leaving me exhausted and famished. After hastily devouring the midnight snack, I climbed into bed and soon fell into a deep sleep.
The next day, when he woke up, it was already noon.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a note pinned prominently on the desk drawer. He took the note and couldn't help but smile.
"The note is clipped outside the drawer to remind you that the money is inside the drawer. Miss has so much pocket money that she scares herself, so there's no need to be polite when giving you half. If you dare to spend it too quickly, be careful, I'll really clean you up. (PS: Chu Xun, you drooled on a pillow while sleeping, it looks really ugly!)"
At the end, there is also a funny emoji sticking out its tongue.
The writing on the note is crooked and ugly, clearly the unique handwriting of Wushan City's scorpion dung poison (alone), and no one else's but sister Shui Sheng's.
Shui Sheng also knows the relationship between her father and her older brother. When she saw her father not giving her brother any pocket money yesterday, she came up with a plan to "divide the spoils" with him. However, she is worried that if she gives him the money face to face, it might seem like charity and hurt her brother's self-esteem. On the other hand, if she gives him the money when he's not paying attention, it might seem too formal and create distance.
So she left a note with a teasing tone, and didn't forget to make a final judgment on her brother's drooling while sleeping. She knew that the fatherly love missing from her brother couldn't be simply replaced with money. But the young girl still stubbornly believed that giving her brother half of the pocket money her father gave her was equivalent to giving him half of the fatherly love.
Chu Xun actually doesn't lack money, and her mother and sister know this. Every month, the bar owner would transfer a sum of money into her mother's account, saying it was Chu Xun's compensation for helping out at the bar. When Chu Xun and her sister used their mother's phone, they could see the monthly transfer information and knew that the compensation was not small.
He is young and has never done any other job. He doesn't know that the so-called reward far exceeds the salary of a bar waiter. Although he occasionally doubts it in his heart, he accepts it calmly. Therefore, he looks at the note his sister wrote and the money left in the drawer, and he can understand his sister's intention to some extent.
"Chu Shui Sheng, don't let me catch you!" He imagines his sister mocking his annoying appearance with drool at the corner of his mouth while sleeping. A warm feeling flows through his heart, but he still refuses to give in. He grins, gets out of bed, muttering to himself as he dresses.
"This stinky brat has quite the talent for making a mess."
Feeling hungry, he went to the kitchen and found the lunch his mother had prepared for him. In a good mood, he ate with gusto, but in his haste, he accidentally flung some food from his chopsticks onto the wall in the dining room, leaving an oily stain.
After dinner, he dipped a cloth in cleaning solution and carefully wiped away the grease on the wall, then checked the recovery of his arm. He tore off the tape wrapped around his arm, removed the gauze, and saw that the wound was gradually scabbing and healing. Satisfied with the progress, he decided not to bandage it again.
With nothing else to do, he felt bored and took another nap in his room. In the afternoon, he went for a leisurely stroll by the seaside. In the evening, he returned home and had dinner with his parents and sister. His father still treated him with no false politeness, only superficial courtesy. Whenever he was at home, Chu Xun felt at a loss and uneasy. He had no choice but to leave home early and go to the bar.
The bar did not erupt into a large-scale brawl that night. Chu Xun was dressed in a waiter's uniform, with a foil perm, carrying a tray, shuttling back and forth among the guests like an aloe; another human-shaped aloe, uncle Kun, exuded the lazy temperament of a middle-aged man, still sitting at the bar with a cigarette in hand, watching a soap opera on TV, occasionally showing a silly smile. This night was no different from many other peaceful nights in the past.
Ai Xiaomei visited One cat bar for the second time that night. In addition to singing and drinking, she also danced in the dance floor, drawing cheers and applause from the bar customers. During her breaks, Chu Xun chatted with her from time to time. As they interacted more and more, the two gradually became familiar with each other. Ai Xiaomei then slowly learned that this pretty young waitress had stood up for her twice the day before. She immediately developed a strong liking for the young man and generously gave him a ticket to the Lofi concert, inviting him to go with her.
Chu Xun welcomes nature's offerings without refusal.
After the bar closed, Chu Xun continued to train in the basement, then dragged his weary body back home, ate the supper his mother prepared, and then climbed into bed and fell into a deep sleep.
Around noon the next day, he excitedly climbed out of bed. Today, he had made plans to have lunch with uncle Kun outside.
He quickly put on his clothes, hurriedly washed up, told his busy mother that he wouldn't be eating lunch at home, and then ran out like the wind. It was midsummer, with the heat rising and the weather unusually hot and stuffy. As he walked down the street, he was in high spirits, not at all bothered by the sweltering weather.
He walked past the bus station, passed by a large shopping mall, and walked through several streets before turning at the end of a road. At the end of the road stood a utility pole. In the past, this utility pole was often covered with advertisements for the treatment of impotence, premature ejaculation, and infertility, bearing the significant responsibility for male happiness and human reproduction. However, today it was covered with advertisements for a Lofi concert. Chu Xun whistled as he turned the corner and headed straight to the restaurant where he had arranged to meet Uncle Kun.
It was a Shaanxi restaurant called "Fashionable Northwest Cuisine." The restaurant was popular in the area due to its fair prices, generous portions, and well-balanced flavors.
Before long, Kun also arrived at the bend at the end of the road. He saw the concert advertisement on the utility pole and stopped in his tracks.
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