Li Zhen sat on the rooftop, looked up at the stars, and then let out a long breath of turbid air. After one o'clock in the middle of the night, the chill became stronger. But he only wore a shirt he bought two months ago and unbuttoned three buttons.

In the past, I was always afraid of the cold, but I didn't know until I came to the store - that was because I was always full. Just now, Aunt Liu stewed the remaining foods that the customers had not eaten in a hodgepodge, and a group of people gathered around the table to eat and drink. Now I just feel that they are warm and warm, as if they are carrying a small stove.

This huge city is still brightly lit, and the endless stream of vehicles on the road are connected into trains, dividing the city into small grids of colorful colors.

In the face of such a world, how small a person's power is - just like a little among the many stars in the night sky.

At this time, he heard the door behind him creaking, and then a person came and sat next to him.

The dark red light spots flashed around them, and then a stream of white smoke spewed out.

He turned his head and looked at it: "Smoke less cigarettes. I just learned it, and I only pack it every two days."

Qi Yuanshan chuckled and scratched his head: "One pack is only one dollar. I paid the salary yesterday, how much did I pay you?"

Li Zhen thought for a while: "Two hundred and two."

"Ah? Why do you have so many?" Qi Yuanshan shouted in surprise, "Why did my aunt give me one hundred nine?"

"You try to hold the plates from 8 o'clock in the morning and until twelve o'clock in the evening?" Li Zhen curled his lips, "Of course you're brisk in the kitchen - pour them into the pool, add some detergent, stir them, and then take them out. It's not like my smoke and fire... Look at my hair."

Qi Yuanshan reached out to rub it and said, "Ah... and you can serve it with some salt and cumin!"

Li Zhen smiled and avoided, the two of them played for a while, and then fell silent again.

"It's so cold." Qi Yuanshan tightened his clothes.

"Um."

"Did you carry it better?"

"No, it's so itchy." Li Zhen scratched his back again, "It might be a skin disease."

"Tell me to my aunt tomorrow and the next day, you go to the hospital for a look." Qi Yuanshan put out the cigarette butts and crushed it with his feet. "You haven't had a holiday in the past two months. You said it was itchy last week, and now you can't stand it anymore, right? I heard you always turn over tonight."

"Let's talk about it tomorrow - you can scratch me first, I can't reach the shoulder blade."

So Qi Yuanshan reached into his clothes and found the position of his shoulder blades, and was still talking nonsense: "Tsk tsk, this thin skin and tender flesh...this feel..."

"Get out!" Li Zhen laughed and scolded, "Oh yes, that's it...you try hard..."

Qi Yuanshan tried his best to scratch it hard - he was not afraid of being scratched anyway. Li Zhen, a kid, didn't look at the delicate skin and tender flesh, was very tight - he gently pulled a kitchen knife on his hand, leaving only a blank mark.

"I said you're going to become a birdman..." He said while scratching, "The left shoulder blade and the right shoulder blade are not at all wrong-"

Li Zhen smiled and raised her head comfortably: "You keep going--"

But Qi Yuanshan suddenly stopped behind him, and he shouted: "Maybe he was scratched--" Then he pulled out his hand and borrowed it.

He looked at the lights reflected from the billboard in the building opposite: "Oh no... your hair is still quite long... it's still white."

"What?" Li Zhen turned to look at his hand - in the crack of Qi Yuanshan's nails, three slightly thick thin hairs swayed in the breeze and quickly floated away.

Li Zhen stared at the direction where they were floating, and was silent for a while. Qi Yuanshan reached out and shook his hand in front of him: "What? What a big deal? Is it better to go to the hospital tomorrow to see it?"

He came back to his senses and smiled: "Well. You go back first, I will sit back for a while, and I will go back to the house when you fall asleep. Otherwise, you will not be able to sleep if I turn over."

Qi Yuanshan looked at him again and finally said, "Okay, you go to bed early too. Tomorrow is the emperor's birthday, so the store must be busy. If you sleep late, you should lose your energy during the day."

Li Zhen waved his hand, and then he turned around and left.

Hearing Qi Yuanshan's footsteps gradually disappeared into the corridor, he took a deep breath and rolled up his shirt sleeves.

On the elbow, three small white scales reflected the lights of the billboard, shining brightly. He pinched one of them with his nails, closed his eyes, and tore them wildly-

A small stream of blood spurted out. But within two seconds, the blood stopped... Another white scale slowly squeezed out at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Li Zhen looked at the three small things, sat down on the ground in dejection, closed his eyes and said to himself: "This is unscientific... It shouldn't be a white snake? That chicken is not a white**... There are rabbits and hedgehogs, my god..."

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In 2014, the third day of the Chang Geng 36th, it was the Christmas of Emperor Chang Geng of the Chinese Empire.

Early in the morning that morning, Aunt Liu called out all the shop's staff. Barbecue master Lao Sun, cooking chef Zhao, waiters Qi Yuanshan, Yu Yingying, Li Zhen and the boss had a total of six. They yawned from seven o'clock and looked up at the TV hanging on the wall. Since the reporters in front reported on the preparations in Beijing, they have been seeing that the scene was completed at 8 o'clock, and the Prime Minister and the Emperor were about to make a debut.

In fact, everyone is familiar with the appearance of the emperor. Especially Aunt Liu's generation, when she first went to school, she caught up with Emperor Chang Geng ascended the throne, almost watching him turn gray from youth.

However, emperors who wear suits and ties are common, and emperors who wear full crowns are rare - not to mention that because of this "Sixty Years' Day", they will also perform ancient rituals and dispatch nearly 2,000 royal guards of honor.

Everyone watched and listened to Aunt Liu and Lao Sun recalling the past.

What are the fragments of "the last time I saw the emperor wearing yellow clothes or ascending the throne", "the emperor has become more and more aged over the years", "the prince doesn't show up often and doesn't know what he looks like".

During this period, two groups of people knocked on the door and wanted to come in for dinner, but Aunt Liu sent it on the grounds that "it's Christmas today before it's 10 o'clock."

When Lao Sun was talking about the summer earthquake, the emperor donated 100,000 yuan from the royal expenses, Li Zhen remembered Yu Qingqing. I wonder if the little girl is living a good life now, and whether her family is healthy and happy.

The live celebration scene started at 8:30. The Prime Minister spent twenty minutes speaking, leaving only ten minutes for the emperor. Seeing Aunt Liu and Lao Sun keep muttering "What kind of style is this?" Li Zhen and Qi Yuanshan hugged and laughed.

By their generation, Emperor Chang Geng rarely appeared in public because of his poor health. Therefore, they had a very weak impression of the head of state who had no real power and had only symbolic significance, so they could not understand the mood of the two middle-aged people at all.

After finally over the unexciting royal celebration, it was finally ten o'clock. The three little ones quickly escaped from the TV under the pretext of being ready to open. As soon as the young man was young, Aunt Liu felt bored and simply waved her hand: "Open the door and open the door!"

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Chapter completed!