Jean Of Bright City 13

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The noise on the street disappeared, and the whole world seemed to be silent. Ran Zai's ears could not hear anything, only to see Harrison sitting in the dark. , With a slight grin in the corner of his mouth.

Ran Zai had seen countless times those who were wandering by the dark cliffs. Many of them were timid. Obviously only darkness was left behind. The only way was the vast abyss in front of him, but he was still hesitating.

"For this type of person, don’t hesitate to push Xiao Ran. This will help him. It is meaningless to live with someone who has no meaning in life. What is the use of keeping, remembering Grandpa’s words... .."

The buzzing sounded, and the words recalled in Ran's mind began to grow heavy, and he became more and more excited.

"That's all for being helpful! Grandpa."

"It's not the same thing to be willing to help people. Do you want to go to the hospital to enjoy the ward service tonight?"

With one hand stretched out, Ran Zai came awake. The flower pot and wine in his hand were taken away by Jean, and he immediately recovered his smile.

"Mr. Jean, it's almost 9 o'clock."

Ran Zai glanced at the old grandma who followed Jean, wearing a red trench coat and wearing a colorful scarf, which looked beautiful and smiled gracefully.

"I'm still going back, Mr. Jean. Tonight is a gathering of old men and grandma, my young man..."

"Try it if you dare to run, if you are confident you can run away from under my hands!"

Ran Zai sighed helplessly and looked at Ada.

"Ma'am, has this guy been so capricious?"

Ada nodded with a smile, and Jean pushed open the door with something.

Jingle

"Guests...not closed today, please..."

"Sorry, I'm not a guest, I'm here for your birthday party, Harrison!"

Jean quickly walked over and put down the flower pot and wine.

"Happy 120th birthday, Harrison."

For a time Harrison raised his head in excitement, and saw Jean not wearing a uniform, but in a black suit with a gentle smile on his mouth.

"Jean...Mr...."

With a burst of crying, Harrison's emotions finally broke down. He was unable to stand up, his legs were numb. Jean dragged him up and gave him a hug. Harrison cried like a child.

"If it doesn't work, you will retire. Remember to write in your will. The store and everything belong to me!"

Harrison laughed, and Jean stood straight.

"This is my coffin book, you all want Jean."

"Of course, I don't want this shop to disappear. When you are about to die, I will be your three-month apprentice. You should be able to learn the techniques of making watches. Then I will find someone who likes watches. Give him the shop."

Harrison looked at Jean in surprise.

"You will have time?"

"Of course, I haven't taken any leave in 50 years. I will take a vacation from this morning. I still have more than 1,800 days to rest, according to the regulations of the Operations Branch."

Harrison turned hurriedly.

"The dishes are cold. I'm going up. Although we are only the two of us, thank you Jean, thank you..."

Harrison said to wipe away tears in a hurry. At this time the bell at the door rang again. Harrison looked at it and saw a boy walk in with a twist.

"The guests......."

"Sorry, Harrison, we are together."

Ada followed in, Harrison's eyes widened in shock, but immediately Harrison turned his head again.

"Sorry ma'am, not today..."

"I was just invited by Mr. Jean to come to the birthday party of an old friend, don't you welcome me Harrison!"

Harrison's eyes were a little panic, and he was at a loss for a moment, and Jean pressed his hand on his shoulder.

"You are 120 years old, Harrison, and Ada are 111 years old, please forgive my wayward behavior, sorry!"

Jean bowed, and Ida wandered around the store, picking up fine watches.

"Can I buy one?"

Harrison nodded slightly.

"I'm going for hot dishes."

Jean stared at Ran Zai.

"Go help!"

Ran Zai came over reluctantly, and Harrison looked at Ran Zai's young man as if he didn't look like someone in the acting department, nor as he knew Ada.

"This kid is the grandson of the wise man, Ran Zai!"

Harrison's eyes widened for a moment.

"That old man is afraid that he is dead in prison now!"

Harrison sighed, but Ran Zai laughed.

"My grandpa was released a few days ago and was released by Mr. Jean, and now he has joined 13 subjects."

Harrison laughed loudly, shaking his head constantly. A series of shocks made him overwhelmed, but he still laughed.

"That's what the old man has suffered, deserve it!"

"Well, I think that grandpa, my grandpa, he is still in the hospital, and something happened when he came out. Both hands were broken."

When Ran Zai said this, his eyes darkened, but he immediately laughed.

"It's all over 100 years old, and it's still so messed up, so are you, grandpa. The money you earn now should be enough for your retirement. The consumption tax and material tax of these handicrafts are relatively low."

Harrison shook his head with a smile, a slightly bitter smile, and the rest of his eyes stared at Ada walking in the shop.

"I don't want to lie in the nursing home all day long, and then I am covered with light beams and rely on the machine to maintain my life. I plan to work here until the day of my death. If one day suddenly fall, you must remember to collect me Jean!"

Harrison increased the volume deliberately. At this time, Ran Zai noticed that the frustration of the old man had completely dissipated. Although it was because of the arrival of Jean, it was probably the old grandmother.

Sure enough, it's just a boring old man's grandma's party!

Jean was beside Ada, smiling, and introducing her to something in the Harrison shop.

"Do you come over often, Mr. Jean."

Ida asked, and Jean smiled.

"Occasionally, after all, if one day this stinky old man died stinking in the house, I am afraid no one will know!"

"Who are you talking about? Jean."

Harrison just went upstairs and shouted. Jean shook his head with a smile. He walked over and adjusted the telescopic door button beside the door. The telescopic door outside the shop slowly descended.

At this time Ada's face changed, looking at Jean seriously.

"Mr. Jean, do you think..."

"Don't talk about business tonight, let's go up together and help Harrison. Which one do you want?"

Ida looked around and saw a silver pocket watch, a compact pocket watch with a tight pattern on it. Ida took it and opened the lid. A crisp mechanical sound came out, and Ida smiled. It hung on the button on the chest.

At this time, outside the shop, a clown holding an accordion had five slap **** stacked on his head. His body was shaking and the ball was about to fall. He sometimes stood on one foot and stumbled, but his body There is also a bulky accordion, and many onlookers are amused by the clown's funny movements.

The clown's gaze stayed at the closed watch store, and he didn't move away for a moment.

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