The system is the king of the counterattack master

Han Xiaodong waited for a while, and found that Little K really didn't respond to him anymore, so he lay back on the bench resentfully, it seemed that this catastrophe could not be avoided.

Han Xiaodong sighed, the systems in his novels are omnipotent, why did he encounter such an unreliable tease when it was his turn?It seems that my life is really not bad.

Just lying on the recliner from one o'clock to two o'clock, then to three o'clock, five o'clock, seeing the sky slowly getting dark, Han Xiaodong's hope of keeping the reversal is getting smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared completely, gritting his teeth, Sit up from the bench.

Let's face it, I have to bear the trouble I caused, it seems that I have to have a good talk with my mother when I go home at night.

Drop drop, drop drop.

The phone's alarm rang, and Han Xiaodong took it out to see that it was already 6:[-].

Do business first, talk later.

He quickly put on the clothes spread on the bench and rushed out of the gate of the community.

Han Xiaodong's goal is a small shop called "Old Monster Qiu Noodle House".

This is where Han Xiaodong works odd jobs.

The owner of the noodle shop, surnamed Qiu, is an old man in his seventies.

When Han Xiaodong came for the interview, he didn't have much hope, because he was a high school student, so he could only do odd jobs after school to help out, so Han Xiaodong hesitated for a long time when he saw the recruitment notice posted in front of Old Monster Qiu's noodle shop.

But he needed this job so much, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk into Old Monster Qiu's noodle restaurant with the attitude of a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he put forward his request, old man Qiu agreed without hesitation, which surprised him. The only condition for the old man was that he could work part-time and not delay his studies, so Han Xiaodong naturally agreed.

Although the salary of this job is not high, Han Xiaodong attaches great importance to it. For him, at least he sees the hope of realizing his dream.

Qiu Laoguai Noodle Restaurant is a 10-minute walk from Han Xiaodong's house. It is small in size, with only six tables. It closes in the morning and opens at 5:[-] in the afternoon.

These people get off work late, their wages are low, and they don't cook on fire. Old Monster Qiu's noodles are reasonably priced, plentiful, and have a unique taste, so they are very popular.

Han Xiaodong's working hours are from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] in the evening. Although it is only three hours, the workload is very full. He is the only one in the whole noodle shop, and Mr. Qiu is in charge of cooking the noodles. After a busy night, Han Xiaodong is often exhausted.

However, Han Xiaodong was very happy. After working for half a month, he found that although Mr. Qiu was a bit stubborn, he was a very nice person.

Although he was involved in such a big lawsuit today, Han Xiaodong still dare not ask for leave, because if he asks for leave, the noodle restaurant will be busy with the old man alone.

When Han Xiaodong arrived at the noodle shop, he changed his clothes and checked the time. It was 20 minutes ahead of time, and he was not pretentious. He hurriedly packed up the dishes and leftovers left by the previous wave of customers, and prepared to welcome the next wave of customers.

Old Monster Qiu is also used to Han Xiaodong's not-so-talkative temperament, but when he was cooking noodles today, he would look up at Han Xiaodong from time to time, which made Han Xiaodong panic.

It wasn't until after 9 o'clock in the evening that there were not so many guests coming and going. Only two tables of people were still eating small dishes and drinking beer in a leisurely manner. Only then did Han Xiaodong take a breath and went to the back kitchen to wash the dishes and chopsticks .

"Xiaodong." Mr. Qiu put a strand of noodles into the pot while calling Han Xiaodong's name, but he didn't look at him.

"What's the matter, Grandpa Qiu." Han Xiaodong always called Grandpa Qiu, Grandpa Qiu, which made him feel very kind, and the old man didn't object.

"Who did you fight with?" Mr. Qiu asked so directly that Han Xiaodong didn't realize it for a while.

After a pause, he said, "I... just... bumped into it."

He didn't dare to tell the truth, it's not an honorable thing, he was afraid of leaving a bad impression on Mr. Liu.

"Fart!" Mr. Qiu was not polite at all, and scolded directly: "Grandpa Qiu, I live such an old age, can't I even tell if I was hit or bumped? I am old, but my eyes are not bright yet."

Han Xiaodong blushed, lowered his head and began to wash the dishes in a muffled voice.

"I'm also a young man at your age, and it's common for me to get into a fight, so you don't have to be embarrassed to say it, so I'll ask you if you're at a disadvantage?" Old Man Qiu asked.

"No!" Han Xiaodong quickly raised his head and said, "I sent him to the hospital."

He didn't lie this time, Zhu Qiang is indeed lying in the hospital now.

"En! Not bad!" Old Man Qiu looked at him now, and nodded approvingly: "This aura is very good. It doesn't cause trouble but is not afraid of trouble. Once you hit him, he will remember it for the rest of your life. Not bad!"

As soon as Han Xiaodong said this, his face turned red again, and he muttered softly, "How do you know that I didn't provoke it on my own initiative?"

"You can't. Grandpa Qiu is the most accurate person. You are not the kind of child who causes trouble. Although you are tough in your bones, you will never fight back until you can't bear it." After the old man Qiu finished speaking, he turned his head and continued to cook him. face to go.

After hearing this, Han Xiaodong's nose was sore, and tears almost fell down. Although Mr. Qiu's words didn't sound like praises to him, but what he heard in Han Xiaodong's ears was a true portrayal of his life.

He didn't expect that his 17 years of grievances would be seen through by an old man who he had known for less than half a month, which made him feel like he had found a confidant.

"Don't do it, eat!" While old man Qiu was speaking, he had already picked out the noodles from the pot, poured them with special egg marinade, and the aroma was overflowing in an instant, which made Han Xiaodong suddenly feel warm.

Just as Han Xiaodong took the noodles, a voice suddenly flashed in his mind:
"The system is activated, and Little K is online. Please provide the host with a budget of 87 yuan and 5 cents."

"Damn! Can you say hello in advance when you go online again! You will be scared to death!" Han Xiaodong couldn't help complaining in his heart,
Little K talked to Han Xiaodong directly in his brain, so Han Xiaodong didn't see any image in advance, but heard the sound directly. It was fine during the day, but at night it always felt like he met a ghost.

"Why do you want money?" Han Xiaodong asked dissatisfied. 87 yuan and 5 yuan may not be a big deal to others, but it is definitely an astronomical figure for him.

"The secret must not be leaked." Little K didn't answer Han Xiaodong's question directly, but grabbed Wen.

"Your uncle, you..." Han Xiaodong was about to scold, but was immediately interrupted by Little K: "87 yuan and 5 yuan, solve all your troubles tomorrow."

"Deal!" Han Xiaodong agreed without even thinking about it. If he can really settle this matter with more than 80 yuan, then he will take advantage of it.

The problem now is that a penny can hold a hero. Now that it costs 87 yuan and 5 cents, why not give him uremia?