The food is not bad at the moment. Zhu Laoer didn't treat him as a mate. He also asked him to serve the table during dinner and enjoyed the same treatment as his family. He lived in the place where he lived was one of the private rooms in the canteen. At night, Zhu Laoer asked Su Le to pull the round table to the wall and set up a camp bed in the private room.

On the first night, there was no mosquito net in the room, and the air conditioner was cut off by Zhu Laoer. Not only did the mosquitoes and flies flying in the room, but there was also the smell of wine and food that was not scattered during the day. Su Le couldn't fall asleep at all. He lay on the bed for less than twenty minutes and got up. He opened the door and walked outside. The weather cleared tonight, and the outside was much cooler than in the room.

Su Le stretched out his arms and looked at the empty pig-killing greenhouse. His heart was also empty. Seeing an escalator in the corner of the wall and looking at his roof, Su Leji felt attentive. He leaned on the ladder to the wall and climbed onto the roof along the ladder. The roof was actually flat and clean. Su Le returned to the room, pulled out the mat, and went to the roof to sleep. It was indeed cooler and more comfortable than the stuffy and hot inside and outside the room. Because of the wind, there were not as many mosquitoes as in the room. Su Le had been tossing at noon yesterday until now, and was indeed a little tired. He fell asleep quickly when he lay on the mat.

At three o'clock in the morning, Su Le was woken up by the tragic call of pigs. Now the meat-in-law factory has been contracted to individuals, called the designated slaughterhouse. In the past, the state-owned enterprises used electricity to kill pigs and use electricity. They first gave the pigs corona, and then killed pigs and bleed. Naturally, there was not such a big deal. Now that the private boss contracted, it naturally had to calculate the cost. Who would still be willing to use electricity?

Su Le couldn't sleep because of the sound of pigs, so she simply sat up and saw Zhu Laoer walking in from outside with his bare shirtless wearing his striped shorts. Zhu Laoer did not live in the meat joint factory, but lived in the meat joint factory dormitory separated by a wall. He held a cigarette in one hand and a pig-killing knife in the other. The knife was one foot and three inches long, about three fingers wide, and the spine was two minutes wide. He was the contractor of the pig-killing greenhouse.

Zhu Laoer is similar to Su Le’s mother in this regard. He is both a boss, a friend and a cook, but Zhu Laoer has more jobs than Su Le’s mother - killing pigs!

Zhu Lao Er took a sip of cigarettes hard, then threw the cigarette butt on the ground, lifted his feet in tattered sandals and stomped the cigarette butts hard. He turned his back to Su Le, his naked upper body was skinny, and from his back looked like a hungry man who had suffered from natural disasters for many years. Su Le couldn't help but think of his fat daughter. Could it be that Zhu Lao Er's good things were eaten by his daughter alone?

Zhu Laoer said: "What are you looking at? Why don't you come down to help?"

Su Le was stunned for a moment, and soon realized that Zhu Laoer was talking about him. He was still a little puzzled. From beginning to end, Zhu Laoer didn't look at him. How did he know that he was on the roof? Did he have eyes on his head? He couldn't help but think of the two words "Master" left by the old beggar. It seemed that what the old beggar said was true.

Su Le still asked: "Boss, are you calling me?"

Zhu Laoer said coldly: "If you don't call me, will I call me a pig?"

Su Le was not angry either. He felt that Zhu Laoer seemed to have become a different person at this time, and his aura was extremely powerful. Su Le came down from the escalator and stared at the knife in Zhu Laoer's hand. The pig-killing knife under the moonlight was as bright as Qiushui. The dazzling knife almost stinged his eyes. Su Le realized that Zhu Laoer's aura came from the pig-killing knife, and this aura was murderous aura!

Zhu Laoer said: "Go to my room and get the bottle of Erguotou!"

According to his words, Su Le took out the bottle of Red Star Erguotou.

Zhu Laoer signaled him to open it, took the wine bottle, and then gusted it for two sips. The last sip of wine was not swallowed, but put it in his mouth. At this time, six fat pigs were already pressed on the iron rack in the pig slaying greenhouse, and an enamel washbasin was placed underneath.

Zhu Lao Er took a step forward, and then let out a thud, spraying the wine in his mouth on the pig-killing knife. Ming Ruqiu Shui's pig-killing knife was immediately covered with a layer of mist. Zhu Lao Er didn't say a word, strode forward, and hissed! With a sound of the ground, the one-foot-three-inch pig-killing knife accurately stabbed into the big fat pig's throat. The knife was quickly released and the speed of collecting the knife was faster. The pig-killing knife pulled out of the big fat pig's body, but there was no blood star stained at all. As soon as the pig-killing knife pulled out the big fat pig's body, the bright red pig blood was sprayed into the enamel basin below like an arrow.

After Zhu Laoer killed a pig, he was about to pass the bottle of Erguotou, sprayed a mouthful of wine on the blade, and then walked towards the next fat pig. In less than two minutes, Zhu Laoer had killed all the six pigs, took the Erguotou in Su Le's hand, and poured the remaining wine into pieces. Then he took the knife and looked behind his back and left the pig-killing greenhouse without even looking at it. All the remaining work was handed over to other swordsmen.

Su Le looked at Zhu Laoer in amazement. He had seen others kill pigs in the past. Maybe he could use a pig-killing knife like Zhu Laoer to such a superb level. This was the first time he saw Zhu Laoer's thin back suddenly became taller in his eyes. He was very close to Zhu Laoer just now. The moment when Zhu Laoer killed pigs, the momentum he showed was as if he was the king of the world but no one else. The murderous aura made him shudder at the close. A master is definitely a master!

Zhu Laoer took a few steps and suddenly stopped. He still didn't turn his head. His voice seemed to be much calmer: "Boy, go to bed quickly, there is still work in the morning."

Su Le was deeply shocked by the scene of Zhu Lao Er killing pigs. He lay on the small cold mat, and his mind was always filled with Zhu Lao Er's majestic appearance of stabbing the big fat pig. He suddenly remembered that from the time Zhu Lao Er walked into the pig-killing greenhouse with the pig-killing knife, no pig made a sound. Su Le didn't know whether it was his negligence or it happened. Could it be that Zhu Lao Er's murderous aura was so strong that it could make these pigs silent? He didn't dare to say a single fart? No matter what the situation was at that time, Su Le decided to have one thing. Zhu Lao Er was a master, definitely a master of using a knife. He suddenly remembered the old beggar's comment that night. The old beggar must be a master of food. Now think about the phone number he left on the IOU might have a deep meaning. Could it be that he deliberately used that number to lead himself to Zhu Lao Er?

Dawn had arrived soon, and Su Le was shocked by Zhu Laoer's pig-killing sword technique and couldn't sleep. He came down early and saw Zhu Laoer's pig-killing sword technique, and then the sword technique of other sword hands that could almost ignore it.

Su Le looked at the quartz clock in the room. At only five o'clock, a rally match with the beggar yesterday made Su Le realize the importance of physical exercise. He left the meat joint factory and started running along the high wall of the Provincial No. 1 Prison. He calculated in advance that a lap was about 1.5 kilometers. Su Le gave himself four laps. Running not only exercises his body, but also adapts to the city of Nanwu. Su Le saw the stalls selling along the street, the armed police standing guard at the door of the First Prison, the busy construction site, the streets where cars came and went, and the people who were getting up early to buy groceries.

When passing through the Xiyuan Street cuisine, he saw Zhu Xiaojiao. Zhu Xiaojiao was carrying a bag of noodles on her shoulder and the fresh vegetables she had just bought in the left-handed vegetable basket. The bag of noodles was at least fifty kilograms, and it was about a mile from here to the canteen of the Meat and Union Factory. Su Le was really surprised. Why didn’t she ride a three-wheeled or push a bicycle?

Zhu Xiaojiao also saw Su Le and grinned: "Su Le!" Her voice was loud and she shouted quite kindly.

Su Le walked over with a smile: "Sister Xiaojiao! Buy vegetables! Do you want me to help?" The child's mouth was sweet.

Zhu Xiaojiao nodded quickly. She was straightforward and had no intention of being polite to Su Le. She handed the bag over first, and Su Le took it and carried it on her shoulder. Damn! I guess she was wrong, it would cost at least eighty kilograms. Then Zhu Xiaojiao stuffed the basket in her left hand into his hand. The top was green vegetables, and the bottom was potatoes, lettuce and other things had to be twenty kilograms.

Su Le is so regretful. Look at my mouth, it’s really a shame. Why do I take the initiative to ask for help?

Zhu Xiaojiao was so happy that she was relaxed. She dusted the flour on her shoulders and followed Su Le, leisurely wandering, much like walking in the garden.

Su Le bit her lip, carried the face on her right shoulder, and carried the food on her left hand. Her expression was like a daughter who had just been ravaged. Only she knew the pain in her heart.

Zhu Xiaojiao said, "Su Le! I knew you were a good person at first sight. When I turned around, I told my dad that you are enthusiastic and diligent, and I came here to buy me vegetables early in the morning."

Su Le squeezed out a smile: "Well, I came out for a run and happened to meet him." He didn't tell any lies, and he didn't come to help on purpose. If he had known this was the result, he would never have taken the initiative to say hello to Zhu Xiaojiao just now.

Princess Zhu Xiaojiao smiled and said, "What are you running? I want to exercise. Get up early tomorrow and come to the vegetable market to buy vegetables!"

Su Le laughed, not daring to deal with him easily this time. Not to mention, I was really tired of carrying this hundred pounds of things on his body. He deliberately changed the topic and said, "Why do you buy so many faces?"

Zhu Xiaojiao said, "Steam buns! Steam so many buns every day, how can you not buy noodles? My father always asks me to buy noodles. You said, "How can I, a little girl, do such heavy work? Why doesn't he know how to be kind to the beauty?" When she said this, she made a sad expression on her face. Su Le just glanced at it and lowered her head. This guy wanted to laugh. If Zhu Xiaojiao was a little girl, a boy like him should really find a corner to kill him. Faced with a girl with a physique like Zhu Xiaojiao, 99% of men would not have the idea of ​​being kind to the beauty.

Su Le sweated, not because of Zhu Xiaojiao's words, but because she was tired. Although it was only more than a mile, but the load of a hundred pounds was really not something to play with.

Zhu Xiaojiao was quite understanding. Seeing that Su Le was tired, she said with concern: "Are you tired?"

Su Le nodded, afraid that Zhu Xiaojiao would not help, so she said, "I'm tired!"

Unexpectedly, Zhu Xiaojiao patted him hard on his shoulder, and almost slapped Su Le down. Zhu Xiaojiao said, "Su Le, the most important thing in being a human is persistence. It's not too far away. You'll be there in just two more steps."

Su Le's eyes turned dark and he almost choked out a mouthful of old blood. Is this fat sister not sympathetic at all?
Chapter completed!