Vivian Zhao's Choice Between Love and Wealth Chapter 4

"Second brother!" A fat hand patted Lucas Shen's shoulder, and a fat man wearing a very old-fashioned military coat and a Lei Feng hat turned in front of him. He rubbed his red hands from the cold, exhaled, and the cold mist drifted in the air.

"Why are you standing here in a daze?"

Lucas Shen stared blankly at the somewhat wretched fat man in front of him, his lifelong best friend, Jason Zhou. He was just much younger than he remembered, even a little childish.

"Nothing, just now a beautiful lady passed by and I was distracted."

Jason Zhou looked at the wound on Lucas Shen's face, "What happened to your face? Do you think I'm stupid? Did you go to find Vivian Zhao?" He sighed and said, "Forget it. Vivian Zhao is beautiful, but she is not the same as you. You can't force her."

Lucas Shen stamped his numb feet. He was sure that he was reborn. The scene just now was just a fragment of his life replayed after rewinding. But there was one difference. Last time he was humiliated like a dog. For the sake of his pitiful dignity, he did not take the money and walked away with his tail between his legs. But this time, he took the money and walked away in style. As for Ethan Sun, Lucas Shen lowered his head, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Second brother?" Jason Zhou called out with some concern when he saw Lucas Shen in a daze again.

"Ah!" Lucas Shen came back to his senses and asked, "It's so cold, why are you out here instead of staying at home to gain weight?"

Seeing that Lucas Shen was still normal, Jason Zhou breathed a sigh of relief: "Tomorrow is New Year's Day. My sister is back. We will make dumplings tonight. I will go to the supply and marketing cooperative to get a bottle of vinegar."

Although there are many individually operated shops now, most people still like to go to the supply and marketing cooperatives to buy things, especially oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, which are more reliable. Of course, it is more of a habit.

"Tomorrow is New Year's Day, there will be some fun tonight." Lucas Shen raised his eyes and looked at the huge chimney again, muttering to himself.

"Second brother, are you okay?" Jason Zhou became nervous again when he saw Lucas Shen mumbling something nervously.

"What can I do? I just think what you said makes sense." Lucas Shen changed the subject.

"What?" Jason Zhou was stunned.

Lucas Shen said, "Love starts with appearance, falls into talent, ends with character, becomes obsessed with the body, is fascinated by the voice, and finally is discounted by material things and defeated by reality." At this point, Lucas Shen smiled, "And what do I have? What the hell is appearance, talent, character, it has nothing to do with me. So, as you said, since we are not the same kind of people, there is no need to force it. Now I am clear with her and we can go back to being A, B, and C, which is good."

Jason Zhou stared at Lucas Shen blankly, blinking hard, and after a while he said: "Fcuk, second brother, when did you become so profound when you talk?"

Lucas Shen smiled and said, "You're going to buy vinegar, right? Let's go together. I'll buy a pack of cigarettes."

The supply and marketing cooperative store was built at the intersection, an L-shaped bungalow. According to the saying at that time, there were about thirty rooms.

As soon as Lucas Shen walked into the supply and marketing cooperative store, he saw that it was filled with all kinds of food, daily necessities, and clothing. The air was filled with the smell of oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, onions, and garlic. This scene that he had forgotten appeared in front of him again, making his eyes moist.

"Huh!" Lucas Shen took a deep breath, then exhaled, and walked to the counter selling cigarettes. Looking at Liangyou, Big Boss, Golden Leaf, Fortress, Phoenix, etc., these brands that had long disappeared from his memory, an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart, and he casually took out ten yuan from his pocket and threw it on the glass counter.

"Come pack 555!"

The saleswoman was a fat woman in her forties. She was sitting behind the counter eating melon seeds and chatting with another person. She heard someone buying cigarettes, 555. She looked up and saw that it was Lucas Shen, and curled her lips.

"Erchuan, you are so brave that you dare to come here to buy cigarettes, and 555 for ten yuan. Aren't you afraid that the director will hang you on a tree to smoke you?" He took out a cigarette and threw it on the counter.

Lucas Shen's father, Shen Qirong, was the director of the supply and marketing cooperative. When he was in junior high school, he stole 50 cents to buy cigarettes and was caught by his father, who then tied him to a tree and beat him severely. If it weren't for his mother's desperate protection, he would have been beaten to death.

"Hey!" Lucas Shen laughed maliciously. The evil smile on the corner of his mouth had a strange charm, which made the fat woman stunned and muttered something.

Lucas Shen tore open the cigarette, took out one and threw it in his mouth, then took out a box of matches from his pocket and lit the cigarette.

"Sister Feng, when I came here just now, I saw Brother Gangzi riding his bike out. I asked him where he was going, and he said he was going to buy rice. Why didn't he come?"

When the fat woman heard this, her face changed and her voice suddenly raised: "You said he went to buy rice?"

"Yes!" Lucas Shen nodded, "We met at the gate of the community. He was riding a bicycle, and I was there, but he wasn't there yet."

The fat woman's face turned very ugly, and she said to the other woman: "Help me take a look." After that, she rolled up her hands, pulled off her sleeves and threw them on the counter, then turned around and ran out.

Lucas Shen's lips curled up into a barely perceptible smile, but his expression was blank. He said to the other woman, "Aunt Zhao, what happened to Sister Feng? I didn't say anything, but she looked very angry."

Aunt Zhao was probably in her fifties and had no idea why Lian Yufeng was going crazy. She shook her head blankly, picked up the sleeves on the counter, and threw them into a cardboard box at her feet that she used as a storage box.

"I don't know either."

"Second brother, let's go!" Jason Zhou waved to Lucas Shen while holding a bottle of vinegar.

Lucas Shen walked out slowly, holding a cigarette in his mouth. After leaving the store, he took out a cigarette and threw it to Jason Zhou.

Jason Zhou took it and looked at it, his eyes widened immediately: "Fcuk, second brother, did you find money? You actually drew 555."

Lucas Shen tilted his head back and took a deep puff of the cigarette. The thick smoke entered his lungs, and the burning sensation gave him an indescribable pleasure.

"I actually found some money."

"What?" Jason Zhou seemed not to hear clearly and tilted his head to look at Lucas Shen.

Lucas Shen raised the briefcase in his hand and was about to speak when he suddenly saw the sign on the door of the supply and marketing cooperative and froze there. Laiqing County?

Shouldn't it be Jin County? No, it was the end of December 1993, which was November last month. The county was abolished and the city was established, and the name was changed to Linghai City. But what is Laiqing County now?

"Second brother!" Jason Zhou raised his hand and waved it in front of Lucas Shen, muttering in his heart. Could this guy have a mental problem because of a breakup or excessive stimulation?

Lucas Shen slapped Jason Zhou's hand away and said, "Get lost. I'm fine mentally. Don't look at me like that."

Jason Zhou chuckled, "You suddenly go into a daze, it's scary."

Lucas Shen took a final puff of his cigarette, threw the B*tt on the ground, and stomped on it: "Daguo, when is your birthday?"

Jason Zhou blinked: "It's the 15th day of the eighth lunar month, the Mid-Autumn Festival. You forgot such an easy-to-remember date? Besides, it's only been a few days since my birthday. I drank all that wine for nothing."

There was nothing wrong with this guy's birthday. Lucas Shen looked up and looked around. The buildings and scenery were no different from what he remembered. However, he now felt unfamiliar with this small county town where he had lived for half his life.