Tomb Raider: The Adventures of a Dumb Man

Chapter 1169 Zhang Haishui Hidden Sea Flower 4

Zhang Haishui is a person who takes action when he has an idea.

So, the next day, he began to pursue the blind man.

Black Bear: ...

He took the brilliant flowers and was a little speechless. These flowers in the middle of winter were really thoughtful.

But it feels good to be pursued.

Xia Xia is very charming.

He has always known this.

He also felt less confident in front of the mute.

Hei Xia Zi took the flowers generously and smiled brightly.

Zhang Haishui: …

It seems that it is not impossible.

Try pursuing them first. You must always be sincere when pursuing others.

Whether others agree or not is another matter.

It doesn’t matter if they don’t agree. Who says you have to agree if you pursue someone?

Xiao Zhang and the others laughed out loud in the back.

Zhang Haishui can do it, and so can they.

They like blind people too.

Then it's fair competition.

So Hei Xia Zi received many gifts. Some people cooked for him, bought him clothes, and gave him antiques, jade pendants, and jewelry.

The corners of Hei Xiazi's mouth cannot be pressed down with his teeth.

He takes inventory of his treasures every day.

The teeth are whiter when I smile.

Zhang Haishui fried rice with green peppers and shredded pork, made roasted whole lamb and beef hotpot, and waited for the blind man to taste it.

Black Bear: ...

He was able to live a good life with food and clothes provided for him.

Even when I saw the statue in the mute's yard, I still felt that the mute was very abstract.

But it’s fine as long as it’s similar.

It's as if the mute is still there.

Zhang Haishui: …

"Blind man, why do you love me so much? That's a statue. Look at me. I'm alive. I move. I can please you and give you money."

Black Bear: . . . . .

"Don't you think you're moving too fast?"

The mute complained that he moved too much, but this Zhang family member was even more active.

Zhang Haishui's methods of pursuing people are so varied that even the blind man laughed.

Zhang Haishui was also very happy when he saw it, and the blind man smiled.

Besides, the blind man doesn't like him to move, so he just stays quiet and behaves obediently.

In the afternoon, Hei Xia Zi was wrapped in a mink coat that some unknown Xiao Zhang had given him. It was said to be a genuine product from the old forests of Northeast China.

He was curled up in a rocking chair on the porch, squinting at the statue of the mute, as if he was taking a nap or in a trance.

Zhang Haishui: …

I should have smashed it earlier.

Zhang Qilin: . . . .

Zhang Haishui walked over quietly and stuffed something warm and heavy into his arms.

The blind man looked down and saw an old-fashioned copper-based enamel hot water bottle.

It is carefully wrapped with a thick, soft cashmere cover. It does not feel hot to the touch and only gives off a constant warmth.

"Oh, an antique-grade heat pad?" Hei Xia Zi weighed it. It felt warm and smooth, and the craftsmanship was exquisite. "This thing is hard to find nowadays."

"As long as it's warm." Zhang Haishui said concisely, dragged a small stool and sat down next to him, holding a hot water bottle himself.

"I heard you get cold legs easily in winter."

Black Blind Man: This dog can’t spit out ivory.

Every time I feel touched, I want to kick him.

Hei Xia Zi didn't say anything, but put the hot water bottle in his arms. The warmth flowed along his skin and spread to every part of his body, making him sigh in comfort.

He looked at Zhang Haishui who was sitting quietly next to him. This man usually moved like the wind, but at this moment he stood there like a stabilizing force. He was really so obedient.

What should I do? The dumb and blind man wants to cheat on his wife. Wow, it feels so exciting.

As a result, the next day, Hei Xia Zi found that he could be even more moved.

The old rattan chair he often sat on had its armrests and back carefully re-wrapped with soft, thick cotton cloth.

The worn areas have been carefully repaired, and you will no longer be pricked by the raised rattan when sitting on them, and the comfort level has increased significantly.

Lao Zhang: .

This is his position.

What's the matter? The chair is not his anymore. He is thick-skinned and doesn't need to be smoothed out for service.

There is always a cup of hot tea at the perfect temperature on the small coffee table next to it.

It was also served with a small plate of peeled, sweet sugar-roasted chestnuts and a few exquisite snacks, all of which were the blind man's favorite flavors.

"Who did this?" The blind man picked up a piece of dessert, smiled happily, and asked even though he knew the answer.

"Me." Zhang Haishui's voice came from the kitchen, accompanied by the sound of a spatula stirring. "Is the chair comfortable?"

"Well...it's pretty good." The blind man responded vaguely while chewing the snack.

This silent consideration seeps into my heart little by little, like a frog in boiling water.

He looks a bit like him.

Of course, Zhang Haishui can't remain quiet forever.

He found that the blind man was particularly interested in some old objects, so he would "pick up" some strange things every now and then and put them in front of the blind man with a look of sincere curiosity.

"Blind man, help me judge this thing. Is it valuable? I think it looks quite unique."

It was obvious that Zhang Haishui had taken that thing from other members of the Zhang family.

Besides, as a member of the Zhang family, you wouldn't know that you are just teasing a blind man.

However, the blind man became excited as soon as he saw it. He adjusted his sunglasses and began to talk incessantly about the historical origins, craftsmanship characteristics, and market value. He even danced with joy when he was excited.

Because someone is willing to listen.

Zhang Haishui just listened quietly, occasionally asking a well-placed question, his eyes focused.

At the end, he would always add, "I see. You know better. It would be a waste to keep this thing with me. You should keep it."

Black Bear: ...

This is really impossible to refuse.

The blind man looked at the rubbish Zhang Haishui had mentioned that was forced into his hands, and then looked at Zhang Haishui's happy expression as if he had learned something, and he found it difficult to say no.

OK, another one in stock.

The other party was lying with their eyes open, what could he do? If he refused, he would feel so sorry for the rag.

The competition among Xiao Zhang and others is still going on, but their styles are very different.

Someone gave the blind man gold bars, and he happily accepted them and then put them into the treasure chest he made.

Someone gave the blind man a famous painting or calligraphy. He admired it and hung it up to add some cultural atmosphere.

Some people tried to replicate Zhang Haishui's cooking style, but the dark dishes they served made the blind man stay away from them, and in the end all of them went into Zhang Haishui's stomach.

Zhang Haishui: …

Wasting food is shameful, but reasonable waste is acceptable, so you can imagine how unpalatable the food that Xiao Zhang cooked was.

So after eating, Zhang Haishui beat up Xiao Zhang.

"I don't object if you want to pursue someone, but that doesn't include poisoning the object of your affection!"

Bang! Another punch.

The dizzy Xiao Zhang was dragged away. He will improve. Give him a chance, Hei Ye.

Black Bear: . . . . .

this is not OK.

The most amazing time was when Xiao Zhang got a pair of jade pillows from some corner that were said to be able to calm the mind and help sleep. The carvings were intricate and it was obvious that they were worth a lot of money.

The blind man was just about to praise him for his thoughtfulness when Zhang Haishui came in with a bowl of freshly cooked, fragrant angelica and mutton soup.

He glanced at the jade pillow and said lightly, "The color of this jade doesn't look right. It looks like it just came out of a tomb. It has a strong yin energy. I'm afraid it will affect my sleep quality if I put it on the bedside.

Blind man, drink the soup while it's hot. I added some Codonopsis pilosula to replenish qi and calm the mind."

Hei Xia Zi paused holding the mutton soup, looked at the pair of jade pillows that were a little cool, then looked at the steaming and fragrant soup bowl in his hand, and decisively pushed the jade pillows away.

"Coughing up seawater makes sense. Hot soup is more practical."

After all, he is not a member of the Zhang family and cannot withstand the negative energy.

Xiao Zhang, who had delivered the jade pillow, was glaring in anger.

"Heiye, I stole my father's treasure to raise you. Anyway, my father is going to die, and I am the only one left."

Lao Zhang: …

Unfilial son, he is not dead yet.

Anyway, when Xie Yuchen saw the WeChat message, he saw this scene. He raised his eyebrows, thinking that the blind man was hooking up with a rich man.

The food, clothing, daily necessities and toys are all at the level of auction items, not even from the tomb.

Thinking about the compensation he had to pay to the Zhang family, he sold a lot of things recently.

Zhang Haishui accepted everything, and Xie Yuchen was quite tactful.