A Lucky Coin

You have a dog.

When Yan Hang was sitting in the taxi and heading to their auto repair shop on the first day of the first day of the new year, he kept this sentence in his mind.

Yes, there are dogs.

Before resigning, he didn't care at all. He just worked casually to earn some pocket money, and if he had a job, he would not have it.

But now in this job, he has worked for two years, from the front office waiter to the foreman, and then to the chef assistant. How much hard work and energy he has spent, he really relies on impulse to resign.

The kind of energy in my bones to do whatever I want.

When he left the hotel, he felt his whole body relaxed, but he was not as indifferent as before.

After all, he is no longer the one who didn't care about anything after walking with his father.

He didn't suddenly land on the ground until he heard the confident sentence "Do you have a dog" in the first year on the phone.

That little salary in the first year of junior high is not his confidence. The attitude of the first year of junior high is his confidence.

It’s okay if you don’t have a job, it’s okay if you have a dog, it’s okay if you don’t have money, it’s okay if you have a dog, it’s okay if you have a beg, and it’s a bit naive and naive, but the warmth in my heart is real and not at all empty. .

Yan Hang looked at the scenery outside the car window.

In the past, he would also look at the cities and villages passing by, where he settled, and the surrounding environment.

I don't know if it is because he has been here for the longest time, or because his life has completely changed here, and he no longer feels like an outsider or a passerby.

He knows where the food in the city is delicious, where the clothes are the most fashionable, and where the force is the highest, he knows where every lane around the community leads to, and knows which stations are near a certain secondary school.

There will be restaurants that I have long wanted to go to but have never had time to go to. After resigning, I will go there with someone for a big meal.

This feeling is still very strange.

Shunfeng Auto Repair Factory.

Except for this rustic and serious name, everything else here is pretty good, and the decoration is also very good. Whether it's car beauty or repair, as well as accessories sales, they all look pretty high-grade.

The auto mechanic stood at the door waiting for him.

Wearing a printed uniform, holding a pair of gloves full of black motor oil in his hand, there is also a tool bag hanging on his hips.

The photo I sent him on the first day of the new year was without a jacket, just a T-shirt and trousers. It is estimated that the room is warm. When I came out, I wore a jacket, very work clothes, with front chest and back. Shunfeng Auto Repair is printed on the sleeves.

Yan Hang couldn't help but snorted, "Did someone steal work clothes in your place before?"

"Huh?" Lu Yi looked at him.

"That's why your boss printed the clothes full of words so that they couldn't wear it out," Yan Hang said, "I just need to wear a hat with four big characters on it."

"Yes," said the first day, "I didn't, I didn't wear it."

"...Don't wear it," Yan Hang said, "I'm afraid I can't help but dislike you."

"One who wants food," said the first day of the new year. "Where does the courage come from, but the courage dislikes gold, gold master."

"The beggar came by taxi," Yan Hang said. "The gold master takes the bus every day."

"So you want, begging." Chu nodded.

Yan Hang laughed and slapped him on his arm: "Take me a tour of the host."

"Come." The first one beckoned.

It was especially comfortable to stay in this environment full of various engine oils, gasoline and metallic smells mixed with the smell of tire rubber.

Yan Hang followed him through the disassembled or suspended car, looking at his back.

When this kid walked through these things, his walking posture was different from usual. He was quite modest, especially confident, and he felt like he was in his place.

"You wait here, wait for me," Chu Yi pointed to a wooden chair next to him, "I finish this, and this car will leave."

"Yeah." Yan Hang touched the chair, looked at his hand again, and sat down.

The first day of the new year sighed: "I sit every day, rubbing, and rubbing clean."

"Hurry up and get to work." Yan Hang leaned back and put his left ankle on his right leg. The toe of his shoe swayed at him. "Good dog."

Chuyi smiled, took off his jacket, and got into the ditch under the car.

Yan Hang stretched his legs to look at him.

Yan Hang couldn't understand what parts he was working on on the first day of the new year. After all, people without a car usually drove Cui Yi's car. Cui Yi's car was never maintained, so he waited for the car to break down so that he could replace it.

But the movements in the first year of junior high were very proficient, and Yan Hang could still see this.

No matter what you do, as long as you are proficient, it will look good, just like cooking.

He took out the phone in his pocket and posted a Weibo.

Chu Yi turned his head as if he was inductive, and sighed when he saw the mobile phone in his hand: "It's all gone, it's so down to the point that it's going to be scammed, right?"

"Yes, if I used you to live broadcast from the beginning, I should have made a fortune early now," Yan Hang entered the live broadcast room with a smile, "I will show you Brother Dog repairing the car today."

-the first

-the first

-I am first

-There are so many firsts....

-The first one, the puppy repairs the car!Don't look at repairing the car, what is the number one!!

-Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Brother Dog is very good now," Yan Hang turned the camera to the first day of the junior high school.

-Like your cooking

-Did I see the muscle?

-Where are the muscles so tightly covered?

-Brother Xiaotian, please go over and lift the clothes

-Please pull your pants

-Be civilized. Brother Xiaotian ignore them, please go and show the puppy’s abdominal muscles

Yan Hang smiled and walked to the side of the ditch with his phone: "Dogzi."

On the first day of the first year of the junior high school, he put a component that had just been removed on the ground with a "clang", and turned his head: "Huh?"

-Damn

-Kneel down with a plop

-It’s so imposing, is this smashing something?

"Miss Sister doesn't know what you are doing," Yan Hang said, "tell me."

"This is broken," the first year of the junior high school pointed to a large iron piece thrown on the ground, "I want to change it."

"Well," Yan Hang nodded, "What about then?"

"Then just change." said the first day of the month.

Yan Hang was stunned: "...Alright."

-Brother Gou's explanation is perfect

-It's perfect, it's the same as if it's not said

-Your EQ is too low, shouldn't you nod your heads together and suddenly realize it at this time?

-Ah, I want to change this

-That's awesome, how do I change it

-Thumbs up to the previous drama

"Then you change it." Yan Hang said with a smile.

On the first day of the new year, he came out from the bottom of the car and brought a box from the side. After unpacking, he took out a new big iron plate, picked it up with one hand, and went back to the bottom of the car.

-I dripped nosebleed on the keyboard

-It feels so sinful

-I can't remember how the puppy was when it was a puppy

-I can still remember, I have a picture, but I can’t connect one

-There is a sense of vicissitudes of watching my son grow up suddenly

-My aunt laughed

Changing this thing on the first day of the first day of the new year called a colleague to come over to help, Yan Hang walked aside and sat back in the chair, quit the live broadcast.

Continue to sit there and watch the first day work.

Work makes people sexy.

The first day of junior high school is really sexy.

He took out the phone again and took a picture of the bottom of the first day of the month.

Set the photo as a lock screen picture again.

After finishing the work, he hurriedly changed his clothes and ran out.

"You don't need to wear work clothes to run around?" Yan Hang asked.

"Unity will be washed," Chu Yi smiled, "wait, okay?"

"Just give it to the laundry," Yan Hang said, "It's so nice of you."

"At least no, you don't need to go back to wash it, wash it once, you eliminate it, and you eliminate the poison once," said the first day of the month, "it hurts self-esteem."

"Go away," Yan Hang laughed, "Your clothes are covered with oil, can I not disinfect them."

"Injury self-esteem." said the first day.

"Say it again and smoke you." Yan Hang looked at him.

"Injury self-esteem." The first day of the month quickly said it again and then he rushed forward while raising his hand.

"Smashed you to death with one stab." Yan Hang said.

"Hello, it's been a long time. I brought a knife." The first day of the new year stopped, turned and looked at him with a smile, "The knife is on the bed, the bedside table is drawn, and it is in the drawer."

"Do you know all of this?" Yan Hang was surprised.

"Well," Chu nodded, "I will help you take your mouth. I saw it when I saw the mask."

Yan Hang chuckled, without speaking.

In the first year of junior high school, he sometimes surprised him by being careful.

It was true that he hadn't carried the knife with him for a long time. The folding knife was given to him by his father. From the day he got it, he took it with him almost every day until his father turned himself in.

But if he didn't say it on the first day of the new year, he couldn't remember it.

The music restaurant that Yan Hang ordered to eat was very expensive. The restaurant was on the fourth floor. As soon as I entered the elevator, I saw waiters in restaurant uniforms standing inside.

"What floor are you up to?" the waiter asked.

"Fourth floor." Yan Hang said.

"Welcome to dinner," the waiter helped press the button on the fourth floor, "how many?"

"Just two people." Yan Hang said.

When the elevator reached the fourth floor, the waiter led them into the restaurant, found them a place by the window, brought the menu, and asked, "Need a recommendation?"

"Recommend, we are here for the first time." Yan Hang nodded.

The waiter recommended several dishes, and Yan Hang ordered three dishes while looking at the menu.

"Please use tea first," the waiter served the tea, "the dishes will come soon."

"Three are enough, is it enough to eat?" The waiter in the first grade asked in a low voice after he walked away.

"Enough," said Yan Hang, "if you look at the menu, you will think that one dish is enough."

On the first day of the new year, he was stunned and laughed: "Don't help, save me money."

"It won't be enough for a while," Yan Hang said, "Now you are the backbone of the economy, don't waste it."

"Oh," Chu nodded, and after looking aside for a while, he whispered again, "It's so advanced, it's expensive at first sight."

"Yes, I feel too expensive." Yan Hang said.

"After all, you are today, not now, the same as before," said the first day of the new year, "you must cherish the eyes and the dishes in front of you."

"Fuck off." Yan Hang said with a smile.

I drank a sip of tea on the first day of the new year. The tea was a little sweet and had a slightly burnt fragrance. I don’t know what kind of tea it was. It was delicious.

He stopped after drinking two glasses and looked at Yan Hang: "You really resigned, did you work?"

"Well," Yan Hang also drank two sips of tea, "but I have to go back to do the handover. The director will want to talk to me tomorrow, I don't know what I want to say, I resigned in his presence today."

"The director is, it's the general manager. Is that the one who speaks English to you?" asked the first day.

"Yes, the others are pretty good, and there is no arrogance," Yan Hang sighed, "If it weren't for the fat guy, I would definitely not leave in three years."

"I don't want to go, I don't want this," said the first day of the new year. "What do you plan to do when you are at home, do you forget?"

"In this tone," Yan Hang looked at him with his chin resting on him, "Is it like a parent?"

"Gold Master." Corrected him on the first day of the new year.

"All right, dog gold master," Yan Hang hooked his mouth, "I haven't thought about it yet. Let's rest for a while, then read the book. I want to go to the test first."

"What's the proof?" asked the first day.

"Interpreter," Yan Hang said, "Old Cui asked me to take the test before. I haven't taken the test. Now I have time, I want to try it. If I still cook Western food in the future, this is also useful."

"Okay," was a little excited on the first day of the junior high school. "Listening to be more advanced than ours."

"What's your proof?" Yan Hang asked.

"Car maintenance, maintenance worker." said the first day.

"It's quite earthy." Yan Hang laughed.

"Moreover, it's still an elementary level," said the first day of the junior high school. "This year's exam, it will take two or two years to pass the exam. Intermediate."

"You will only be 20 years old in two years," Yan Hang sighed with emotion. "You're not a little bit. Others are still in college, so you can take the intermediate vocational qualification certificate."

"Ah," the first day of the new year thought for a while, "I'm still this, so young, I feel so old, feel that I am very old, very old."

"I'm quite big," Yan Hang said, "I'm also in good shape...show you a picture."

"Suddenly photographed me again?" Chu Yi leaned over.

"Yeah," Yan Hang turned on the phone and turned the screen to face him, "Look."

"...What." I saw the lock screen picture on the first day.

Yan Hang uses his photo to lock the screen. He is still very happy, but the picture shows his back, to be precise, his ass when he bends down.

"This clam," Yan Hang said, "very sexy."

"You have, don't have Si, have some words, huh?" Chuyi looked at Yan Hang.

"It's so stubborn." Yan Hang said, "Today, my little sister praised you for being sinful."

"Nobody, I didn't say it was me, my sin, feeling." said the first day.

"I said." Yan Hang said.

"Ah." Chuyi looked at him, "I know, I know what you want to say."

"What do I want to say?" Yan Hang asked.

I cleared my throat on the first day of the new year, but I was too embarrassed to say it after I cleared it.

Yan Hang was stunned for a while before he suddenly laughed, and leaned back in his chair to have fun at him.

"You can still treat Jin, the master, you can't give some face to face, it saves face." On the first day of the new year, he smiled a little to blush, "Smile again, you are."

"I really didn't think about it, baby," Yan Hang said with a smile, "Really."

"...Oh." On the first day of the new year, he lowered his head and drank a sip of tea.

"But I'm very touched," Yan Hang said, "As a gold master, you are always thinking about my welfare."

"The dishes are here!" On the first day of the first day, the waiter came over with a tray. He sat up straight and stared at the tray. "The dishes are here, don't say anything."

The waiter walked past him with a tray and passed to the table in front.

He was stunned.

Yan Hang suddenly laughed and fell on the table, and didn't get up for a long time.

He could only tsk.

The meal at the high-end music restaurant was quite pleasant, but at the first day of the checkout, I felt that I had opened my eyes again.

But compared to him who was reluctant to buy scald cream in the past, he is now basically able to accept it calmly. After all, he has income, and he still has two incomes.

"Now go directly to the milk tea shop, right?" Yan Hang asked.

"Well," Chu nodded, "I told Shelley that I will arrive later, the time difference is not much."

"It's not easy to have a free meal," Yan Hang put his arms around his shoulders, "From morning to night...Is the auto repair car stopped when school starts?"

"Go," said the first day of the middle school, "go if there is no class. We will go down. The next semester will have fewer classes, a lot less, and they will all be practical classes. Tell Teacher Wang, just say it."

"Thank you," Yan Hang said.

"Serve the people," said the first day.

It's really hard to say that it's hard work. Repairing a car is not only a technical job but also a physical job, but for the first year of junior high school, it feels more fulfilling.

Life after school is more fulfilling than during holidays. I repaired the car in class and made milk tea, which made my junior year feel like a capable person.

Super funder.

And it's not just fulfilling, beggars at the home of the beggar, bored after reading the book, sometimes I can come to visit a class, although it is just showing a face, but every time it can make him happy for a long time.

Although he still has to go to work during the day on weekends, Yan Hang is not busy anymore and can have a lot of time to cook him a delicious dinner.

Such days are really beautiful.

When I think of it in the first year of junior high school, I feel that I can't hold the corner of my mouth.

After the weather got warmer, the school's formal internship began, and several people in the dormitory were arranged for local internships.

However, Zhou Chunyang and Wu Xu and Gao Xiaoyang did not go to the place arranged by the school.

Master Zhou Chunyang, he didn't go to all the places he was looking for at home, saying that he wanted to take a rest first.

"I have been tired for almost two years," he was lying on the dormitory bed, "I want to rest."

"Didn't you take a rest for almost two years and get tired and tired?" Gao Xiaoyang looked at him.

"What do you know, heart tired, do you know, heart," Zhou Chunyang pointed to his chest, "Why did I come here? I thought I could play cars here."

"It's playing cars," said the first day.

"It's all broken cars," Zhou Chunyang said. "It's all parts and components. I almost don't know what the whole car looks like after I stay for a long time. Now when I look at the car, I automatically disassemble it. I'm very tired. I want to rest."

He smiled and said nothing on the first day.

Zhou Chunyang has money in his family, and he can do nothing if he is tired or not. It is quite envious to say that he is envious, but if he is really like this, he might be a little uncomfortable.

Probably because of the appearance of his house, he couldn't imagine lying at home and playing without doing anything. He always felt that the first reaction was that his grandma would take him with a pot.

Thinking of grandma, he was a little confused. He didn't know how long it had been. He had never seen grandma or mother again, or even heard his voice again.

If it weren't for Dad who occasionally said something to him when he and grandpa were on the phone, he would have the illusion that he was an orphan.

"Brother Dog!" Yan Hang called to him in the living room, "Your dad's call!"

"Oh!" Chu Yi wiped his hair and walked out of the bathroom, picking up the phone reluctantly.

Dad had mentioned to him vaguely that he wanted to come over twice, but he did not answer the conversation.

He does not intend to take the initiative to let Dad come over, but if Dad must come, he will not refuse, and it will be fine to help rent a house or anything.

It's just that Dad said that there is a sympathy for each other, he is not sure yet.

Dad is still young. He hopes that Dad can find a job and start over, instead of taking care of him entirely on his own.

"The first day of the junior high school," Dad said, "Are you off work?"

"It's down." He said on the first day. Dad finally remembered that his part-time job is making milk tea when he commutes.

"Are you home?" Dad asked.

"Well," said the first day of the month, "ready to eat."

"Are you not living in school now?" Dad asked again.

Yan Hang's phone rang, and on the first day of the day, he leaned in to see that it was Cui Yi who called. Yan Hang answered the phone, slapped his butt, and entered the bedroom.

"At school," said the first day of junior high school, "now it's still an internship, and I won't finish it until next month."

"Oh, this way," Dad seemed to be thinking, "Then if I... want to go there, do I have to rent a house first?"

There was a pause on the first day of the new year: "Are you coming over?"

"Yes," Dad smiled, "I used to have a colleague in the team, remember that Uncle Luo, I just found out recently, he is there now, so I want to go over and see if I can find it. Doing a suitable job."

On the first day of the first day of the new year, I remembered Uncle Luo, who was about the same age as my dad. My mom always said that Uncle Luo was as useless as my dad, but that was not the point. My dad would actually contact his former colleagues, which surprised him.

According to my father's personality, this should be really impossible to force, and he is indeed looking for a job.

"I'll help you rent the house," said the first day of the new year, "you come over again."

"Oh, okay, okay," Dad's voice suddenly became relaxed, "I'll pay you the rent first, you just started working."

"No," said the first day, "I have the rent, you don't, don't care."

After chatting with his father a few more words, he hung up the phone.

I can hear that Dad is very happy. As long as Dad doesn't stay with Grandpa and is willing to find something to do, he is also very happy. He plans to help Dad inquire about renting a house these two days.

He walked to the bedroom door, and Yan Hang just hung up the phone.

"Uncle Cui?" he asked.

"Yeah," Yan Hang nodded, threw the phone on the bed, and walked up to him, "dog."

"Ah." Chu Yi responded and looked at Yan Hang, feeling a bit nervous on his face, "What's wrong?"

"The court will be held next Monday." Yan Hang said.

"Ah!" I was taken aback on the first day of the new year, and then suddenly nervous, "Open, open, the court is in session!"

"Well," Yan Hang looked at him and suddenly laughed, "Hey, you are really, I am nervous, you are more nervous than me."

"I'm not worried, nervous." On the first day of the new year, he quickly reached out and hugged Yan Hang, and touched his head, "Come on, touch the dog, touch his head, Xiao Hanghang is not afraid."