Chapter 143 The First Ice Cream

Zhou boss was feeling quite down all evening. He wasn't someone who easily succumbed to emotional lows. As a salted fish, you had to have your own resilience.

When those grains of salt incessantly beat against you, when the moisture within you is gradually squeezed dry, you should be fearless and carefree.

That's the normal, comfortable way to be.

Living life without a care in the world is much better than constantly being depressed and coughing up blood like Lin Daiyu.

Zhou Ze figured he just needed a good night's sleep.

Whatever it was, by the next day, it could all be turned over a new leaf.

When Zhou Ze opened his eyes the next morning, still lying in bed,

he was certain,

the low mood from yesterday had truly turned over a new leaf.

Because he saw a pair of large, watery eyes looking at him.

The distance between them was probably only a few millimeters.

Her eyelashes seemed to be editing his every word and action.

"Awake?"

Zhou Ze asked, his voice trembling with excitement. Yingying had finally woken up.

"Mm," Bai Yingying responded.

Zhou Ze suddenly felt like the sky had cleared after a rainstorm, as if the near-death experience from a week ago and the depression from yesterday evening

had all been swept away at this moment!

He wanted to hug her,

but seeing her looking at him with such an innocent face,

Zhou Ze suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He felt that any action at this time would be superfluous.

Seriously, Zhou boss could scold and smack around little lolis without fear, but when it came to Bai Yingying, who was staring at him with a blank expression, Zhou Ze felt a bit restrained.

"Hungry?"

Zhou Ze asked.

"Boss, why are you being so silly?

People don't eat."

Zhou Ze nodded, he'd forgotten.

Sitting up in bed, Zhou Ze lit a cigarette. Sunlight streamed in through the window, bringing the vitality and warmth of the morning.

Bai Yingying struggled to get up, but the injuries on her body hadn't fully recovered. Although she was awake, her body was still in the critical moment of self-repair.

She wanted to get up and fetch Zhou Ze's clothes, just like she used to do every day.

But after she got up, she had to fall back down.

She clenched her fists in frustration, pouting her lips.

"What's wrong?"

Zhou Ze took the clothes hanging on the head of the bed and put them on.

"Yingying is useless, can't serve the boss anymore."

"Just rest and recuperate."

Zhou Ze gently scratched the tip of her nose,

and then he paused for a moment.

This action,

how did it feel so inexplicably familiar?

"Don't want to," Bai Yingying said, pouting unhappily, "The boss is too lazy."

"............" Zhou Ze.

"If Yingying can't serve the boss, the boss definitely won't be able to resist finding another maid;

and then the boss definitely won't be able to resist,

she should be all warm down there.

And then Yingying will be replaced."

Zhou Ze almost burst out laughing when he heard these words. He had seen many cases of postpartum depression when he was a doctor, but he had never seen anyone become depressed after being injured.

This girl must have gone crazy from watching "The Self-Cultivation of a Maid" these past few days.

Immediately, Zhou Ze put his hand on Bai Yingying's shoulder and said very seriously:

"You have to trust your boss."

"Mmm, Boss, I understand you!

Yingyingying!"

After Zhou Ze said these words, he suddenly felt like something was wrong. Why did the words sound so strange?

"Want to go out for a walk?" Zhou Ze asked, "Clear your head."

"Emmm............"

"I'll take you."

"Okay, Boss."

Reaching out and picking up Bai Yingying, Zhou Ze walked out of the bedroom and downstairs.

To Zhou Ze's surprise, the store door was already open. The old Daoist was sitting on the sofa with a pair of crutches beside him. Obviously, the old Daoist, who had suffered the "Little Donkey" incident yesterday, had seized the time to order a pair of crutches, determined not to give Zhou Ze another chance to let him "doo-doo-doo".

"Morning, Boss."

The old Daoist was sitting on the sofa eating fried dough sticks, and the monkey was pouring him soy milk. The old Daoist was still very inconvenient, but after he was able to move on his own, he fulfilled his duties and opened the store door early.

"Oh, Yingying is awake too, good, good, everyone is well, the bookstore won't be lonely. By the way, Boss, are you planning to?"

"Go out for a walk."

"That's great, my wheelchair just happens to be able to............"

"No need, I'll carry her out for a walk."

"............" The old Daoist.

Why!

Why!

...............

Bai Yingying wasn't heavy, at least Zhou Ze didn't feel too tired carrying her on his back. There weren't many people on the street early in the morning, mostly people rushing to work, so not many people paid much attention to this duo.

Even those who noticed only thought that the little sister had sprained her ankle and her brother was carrying her.

The two didn't go too far, stopping at a nearby park. Bai Yingying was placed on a bench by Zhou Ze, and Zhou Ze sat next to her, lighting a cigarette.

There weren't many words exchanged, the two just sat there quietly.

The relationship between the two was that of master and servant, and they understood each other well. Even if they just sat there without talking, they wouldn't feel awkward.

In the open space in front of the park, a middle-aged coach was blowing a whistle and leading seven or eight children in playing soccer. Early in the morning, it added a lot of vitality to the park.

"What a coincidence," Bai Yingying suddenly sighed.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Ze turned his head and looked at her.

"Boss, back then, the madam also sprained her foot and was carried by that scholar. The madam said that it was her first contact with a man, and when she lay on his back, she felt very secure.

Yingying felt the same way just now."

"Heh," Zhou Ze smiled.

"Also, back then, the madam and that scholar were like this, sitting on the hillside, watching a group of people playing Cuju below." (ancient Chinese football)

Bai Yingying propped her chin with one hand, feeling a little sad:

"I don't know how the madam is doing in hell now, and I don't know if I'll have a chance to see her again in the future."

Zhou Ze didn't say anything.

He knew

that Bai Yingying knew the arrangements left by Madam Bai. Madam Bai asked him to cremate Bai Yingying with bamboo as fuel at the next Cold Clothes Festival. Bai Yingying later even designed her own bamboo bed for cremation.

Sometimes, she was indeed very cold, especially when he first saw her wake up. If his fingernails hadn't restrained her, he and Xu Qinglang might not have had a good ending.

But after getting along, he found that she was actually very simple, very, very simple.

Zhou Ze raised his head, leaned back, and completely rested on the bench. The sunlight shone on his body, giving him a warm and comfortable feeling.

"Yingying, do you think it's wrong for me to always waste time like this?"

"No, every time I see the boss sitting there reading the newspaper and basking in the sun, I feel so happy."

"But that time, you and the old Daoist almost had an accident together. If I wasn't a salted fish............"

"Boss!" Yingying suddenly said in a deep voice.

"Hmm?"

"Yingying will work hard to cultivate!"

"Huh?"

"Yingying will protect the boss well in the future, so that the boss can bask in the sun, read the newspaper, and drink tea every day without any other worries.

Yingying will provide the boss with a perfect and comfortable environment, as the boss's eternal harbor."

"This sounds like something a man should say."

Zhou Ze reached out and gently stroked her head.

Thinking about it,

a maid who grew up being poisoned by feudal dross like "the husband is the wife's guide,"

sigh,

how adorable!

There were some snack shops near the entrance of the park, and they were also open at this time, but they weren't selling fried dough sticks and steamed buns, but ice cream.

Yingying's eyes kept looking over there.

"Want to eat?" Zhou Ze asked.

To be honest, he didn't seem to have bought her anything since she started following him. She had always been supporting him, including opening the bookstore, which was done with her dowry as collateral.

If he hadn't received the one million deposit from the Sea God incident, Zhou Ze wouldn't have been able to pay back Bai Yingying's money.

Yingying fell into thought.

She didn't need to rely on eating to maintain her life,

but eating something occasionally wasn't a problem.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Ze asked.

"The old Daoist used to tell Yingying that eating too much cold stuff isn't good for a girl's body."

"It's okay to eat it occasionally," Zhou Ze said.

"But what if it gets colder down there?"

"............" Zhou Ze.

"Forget it, I'll eat it anyway!" Bai Yingying decided.

"Okay, I'll go buy it."

Zhou Ze walked over and ordered an ice cream. Because it was early in the morning and the store had just opened, he waited for a long time.

Bai Yingying sat on the bench over there, watching Zhou Ze standing there in front of the store waiting for the ice cream to be made, and actually giggled from time to time.

Although she was injured,

it didn't feel too bad.

Finally, the ice cream was made, and Zhou Ze walked back with it.

"Bang!"

A soccer ball suddenly flew over and directly hit Zhou Ze's hand, knocking the ice cream to the ground.

The group of children in the distance were also stunned.

Zhou Ze ignored the children and made an apologetic gesture to Yingying in front of him. While taking out a tissue to wipe his hands and sleeves, he said:

"It's okay, I'll go buy another one."

With that, Zhou Ze turned around and walked back to the ice cream shop.

When Zhou Ze turned around,

Bai Yingying, who had been "soft and boneless," "extremely weak," and "unable to take care of herself" just now, immediately jumped off the bench,

incredibly agile,

and then kicked the soccer ball in front of her.

"Bang!"

The soccer ball flew into the sky,

directly out of the park's range, and might even have flown into the next block.

The group of children, including the coach, were dumbfounded.

Bai Yingying clenched her fists and waved them at them a few times to vent her anger!

How annoying,

the boss was buying her ice cream for the first time,

and you guys ruined it!

Was it easy for her to fake being sick!