I just want to be self-reliant

In his previous life, Zhao Dezhu saw a picture on the Internet, "Can you accept this disk?".

This is how he feels now.

A neat and good-looking little girl.

She looked exactly like Long Zhiyu, with a shrunken version of her shoulders, flat waist and straight oval face. Although she hadn't fully grown out yet, her thick long hair was tied behind her head, and she also wore a huge bow.

Sophisticated with a touch of cuteness.

The latter has so little content that in Zhao Dezhu's mind, there are no terms like loli.

A sensible little girl who feels a little like an adult.

A red woolen vest with a white border, a white shirt and straight trousers with ironed edges.

If it weren't for the childishness of the round-toed leather shoes, it would have looked like a flight attendant.

His expression was slightly anxious.

But when he saw the only living person by the door of a row of corridors in the inpatient department, he quickly took a few steps: "Hi, may I ask the orthopedics department..."

Then I saw my mother lying in the ward, her eyes were red.

But still politely nodded to Zhao Dezhu to say thank you, and then rushed in: "I told you to go to the hospital for an examination earlier. You always said that you should do massage and massage. What does the doctor say now?"

Zhao Dezhu actually didn't say a word. He took a deep breath and pressed against the door frame, his mind was a little messed up. What the hell... It's too difficult to be a stepfather!

She never expected Long Zhiyu's daughter to be so old!

Just now, I made a secret comparison, and it was almost the height of my shoulders, and I felt taller than Zhou Mengxia!

Fortunately, Principal Long, who was panting behind him, was still carrying a huge schoolbag on his back. Just by looking at the assortment of small pendants and cartoon dolls hanging on the side of the bag, he knew he was still a primary school student.

Zhao Dezhu heaved a sigh of relief, leaned closer and whispered, "That's your granddaughter, how old is it?"

Long Chuxiong raised his eyebrows, and he was extremely fierce: "You son of a bitch! If you dare to attack her, I will try my best to deal with you!"

Zhao Dezhu couldn't help but laugh: "Do you think I am such a person? She is still a child!"

Seeing his sincere expression and firm tone, Long Chuxiong turned pale: "Grade 1, a few days ago...you went to Jiang University and had a good talk with the principal of Southwest Associated University?"

Since the 20,000 yuan at the beginning of school, Zhao Dezhu has hardly had much communication with the principal.

At the moment, she didn't show much respect: "Hey, shouldn't you be concerned about her condition? It's quite serious. If you don't treat it properly, you may be paralyzed."

Long Chuxiong's face changed again: "Really?"

Zhao Dezhu felt a sense of vengeance: "Herniation of the lumbar intervertebral disc, things on the spine, if the nerves are slightly compressed, the lower limbs will be paralyzed, why are you a father..."

Suddenly there was a trembling voice beside him: "Is it really so serious? Uncle."

Zhao Dezhu was startled, and turned his head, only to see the little girl standing beside her listening seriously.

Behind was Long Zhiyu's distraught voice: "Zhao Dezhu, you nonsense guy, you are sensational, Nana, don't listen to his nonsense!"

Zhao Dezhu suddenly felt that the mother and daughter felt a little bit opposite?

That is to say, it can only be seen from a close distance. The little girl in front of her is indeed a young girl who can be broken by blows and bullets, but her eyes are extremely serious and focused.

The eyes are very big, and the eyelashes are very long.

Naturally, he immediately put on the look of an uncle, and hurriedly said solemnly and maturely: "I am reminding your grandfather to care more about your mother's health, but it is actually not that serious. Herniated lumbar intervertebral disc is a common disease caused by long-term fatigue. It can be recovered through massage and physical therapy, and the most dangerous one can also be corrected through surgery, so don’t worry too much, but you should also take care of your mother’s body.”

Long Zhiyu actually snorted!

The little girl was puzzled: "Excuse me, uncle, are you..."

Zhao Dezhu said earnestly: "I am your mother's friend, you can just call me Uncle Zhao from now on..."

Long Zhiyu pouted remotely: "Okay! Don't pretend to be sophisticated, Nana, he is the monitor of my class, I told you... Zhao Dezhu, you can go first!"

In fact, she didn't even realize that if it wasn't a very familiar relationship, how could it be so casual to come and go at will.

Long Chuxiong also hurriedly said, "That's right, you're talking nonsense here again, the things among the students are doing well recently, but some teachers have reported that you don't take teaching seriously at all, you should pay attention and go back to school first. "

Zhao Dezhu didn't bother to tell him what respect those idle teachers from your pheasant school deserve.

He just stretched out his head and waved his hands on the hospital bed: "Okay, okay, I'll bring you the things tomorrow, if you need anything, send me a text message..."

Then he said goodbye to the little girl very calmly: "Nice to meet you, see you next time."

He just nodded to the principal and walked away cleanly.

Long Zhiyu originally thought that he would dawdle for a while, but somehow she raised her hand halfway, but stopped.

Because her daughter, who was also a little thin and tall, came over and sighed: "Look at you, you are the one who said that you are like this. Uncle Zhao sent you here."

Long Zhiyu didn't take it seriously: "Don't call him uncle, he is better than you...

Suddenly thought of something, I don't want to explain this age difference.

Long Chuxiong also came over: "Yes, his name is Uncle, he is an incomprehensible guy, I think he has a lot of crooked ways, you are in the hospital, I will go back to school often, I think he is a bit lawless these days !"

Long Zhiyu quickly added: "I think he is still doing very well, Dad, first of all, the problem is on your side, whether it is the weak teaching force of the school, or you broke trust with him first, it is your fault, and he Things have been done very well this month, from another perspective, it’s even helping you make up for it, don’t always treat him like a child.”

Long Chuxiong was still old and cunning: "Hehe, I still want you to teach me? How is your condition?"

The little girl watched carefully with her eyes wide open.

In the end, I took my schoolbag and opened a lot of books to review the class.

Zhao Dezhu is half as diligent and studious as she is, so he wouldn't be what he is now.

He was not idle when he came out, and immediately drove to a nearby commercial center, first bought a smaller laptop computer, the one with a wireless network card, and waited for someone to install it, wandered to the side to buy a PS2 game console, and tried his best to think about it. I bought a bunch of games that women might like, and by the way, I also collected a pack of discs such as various TV series and movies.

This time he was very careful, and put it in the trunk for fear of being discovered by some aunt again.

But when he went back to school, back to the brightly lit bar, he suddenly felt itchy to scratch his ears and cheeks.

Because in the crowded bar, everyone sat and chatted curiously!

Nothing is consumed.

Such a good atmosphere is really in vain.

In fact, the decoration is not too complicated. The walls are all pasted with old-fashioned wooden boards and cultural stones. The space on the second floor and the railings are all made of black iron flowers. A few western-style candle lights are hung above the atrium. The circle bar is surrounded in the center, and four large wine barrels are lying across the bar as the center.

Plus a small karaoke singing station.

The atmosphere of the European and American country bars came out.

But everyone thinks it's new, but they don't know what to do.

A few girls in maid outfits at the counter hurriedly surrounded him curiously and asked questions.

The main reason is that they dare not sell drinks and drinks before they have been priced.

Besides, there is a canteen across the street, and a bottle of Coke costs three yuan, so it can't be sold for eight or ten yuan here.

Zhao Dezhu sighed, took out the PS2 game console in the trunk, and connected it to the TV hanging above the bar.

The crowds of students had all crowded around him.

In fact, most of the students in the Weipei class have good financial conditions, and some of them have been in touch with PS2, so they actively reached out to help with the installation and debugging.

Zhao Dezhu let go: "You still have to spend when you come in, whether it's watching football games, playing games, drinks... three yuan a cup, tea fifty cents, foreign wine ten yuan, otherwise, where will the store rent and waiter's wages come from?"

After getting rid of the group of people who didn't like him, the atmosphere of the students in the school was overwhelmingly supportive.

Everyone agreed one after another, scrambling to order something.

Li Yuanyuan, Shen Jianing and the others were immediately busy collecting money and pouring water.

A bottle of Coke can pour two or three cups, and the small tap on the barrel of foreign wine puts a small cup, which is about one or two.

The students also felt that it was a bit like a Western film.

Someone pretended to be bored, and the pure foreign wine was still very strong, and immediately screamed again.

Laughing or pretending to be an adult, sip it a little bit.

Zhao Dezhu didn't ask Long Zhiyu what he thought about before, but now it seems that this is obviously a half-finished product.

For a place without a bar culture, why do you sit like this?

He has no business experience, but he is familiar with bars and nightclubs.

When a group of girls were busy in and out, they sat at the counter and scratched their heads thinking about how to improve it.

It's impossible to be completely empty in broad daylight, and it's impossible for the girls in the golf class to serve cups here every day.

So we have to set up a kitchen in the back, at least sell some simple meals during the day, and also be able to make watermelon juice, orange juice and other drinks that cannot be bought at the small shop opposite, and prepare various snacks and fruit plates. This requires recruiting people.

There is a music speaker, but the music needs to be combined and matched, and I went out to get the laptop from the car to download music.

Fortunately, the MP3 format already exists, and free downloads can be found everywhere on the Internet.

When Chen Yanling and the others got the news, they quickly came out to help, and Zhao Dezhu was able to throw the matter and the laptop out for them to figure it out.

I can also hold a glass of foreign wine, squeeze into the middle of the boys, and discuss the upcoming work of selling trucks.

Immediately, this place became the focus of everyone's attention again. Dozens or hundreds of people were crowded on the inner, outer, and outer floors to listen and discuss.

Even the crowd who were all crowded there before watching games with their necks up, came over a lot.

Liu Jiangtao, Zhou Xiaobo, and Chen Lei all participated in this project, and they were also the first batch of drivers to drive. They each matched with salesmen, and they must also bring girls.

Yang Qian also got the news and brought someone over for a meeting.

The atmosphere in this bar is up.

Everyone felt very comfortable, and the atmosphere was much better than that of squatting on the side of the playground and talking in random classrooms.

It's just that Zhao Dezhu sat at the table and took aim: "Shen Jianing! Can't you walk in that skirt when you go up the stairs?"

That silly white sweet guy, blushing and covering the skirt of his skirt, jumped and almost knocked over the wine glass he was holding.

Zhao Dezhu also felt very comfortable, this is the change brought about by himself, and this positive attitude of doing things is also brought about by himself.

So I raised my hand in satisfaction: "Okay! The bar is open today, and I will pay for the audience!"

Zhou Mengxia who just walked in was staggering, feeling like she didn't follow at any time, that guy could waste anytime at any time.

But the cheers of the students were thunderous, and Zhao Dezhu's support was more effective than real money.

It also made him completely forget who else called him?