Chapter 589: Then play music and dance, the great filial son?

I was busy with work last night, but Yan Lingxi naturally couldn't get up in the morning.

Ranran still has to go to school. After being woken up by his father, he ran over, kicked off his slippers, climbed onto his parents' big bed, and threw himself on Yan Lingxi, and shouted softly: "Mom."

Yan Lingxi closed her eyes and said "um".

Ranran looked at Yan Lingxi's sleeping face intently and asked, "Mom, can't you get up?"

Yan Lingxi said vaguely: "Be good, baby, I slept too late yesterday, my mother is so sleepy and can't afford it."

Ranran was a little disappointed: "Then can't you send me to school?"

"Your father will give you it." Yan Lingxi opened a small gap in her eyes, finished speaking in a daze, and quickly closed it again.

It was obvious that my mother was really sleepy, and Ranran was very sensible and did not make a fuss. She stuck out her butt and kissed Yan Lingxi on the face: "Then mom is sleeping at home, just have a father send me it!"

"So well-behaved." Yan Lingxi said perfunctorily.

Ranran, who received the praise, happily got out of bed and went to wash in his own slippers. He is now a three-year-old child and can do it by himself.

After changing his clothes, Ranran ran to the dining table.

The breakfast has been prepared, and Mo Xuanhuai is serving pumpkin porridge.

"Dad, I'm fine!"

Mo Xuanhuai came over, carried him to the chair, and explained, "It's still a little hot, just blow it and eat it."

"Okay."

After breakfast, Mo Xuanhuai went to send Ranran to school. When he came back, Yan Lingxi was still sleeping.

I slept until midnight and got up at half past ten o'clock.

There was still breakfast, but Yan Lingxi didn't want to eat it, so she went to the refrigerator to find a small cake. It smelled like a matcha. I bought it last night at a 24-hour cake shop.

Mo Xuanhuai stared at her and commented: "Ranran is more obedient than you."

I don’t have any food, but I just want to eat cake.

Yan Lingxi said with a smile: "So I am your wife, he is your son."

Mo Xuanhuai was amused and wiped the cream shavings from her mouth with a tissue.

Yan Lingxi changed her clothes and went to the next door.

The male ghost was dancing with the dynamic dance music. This place was soundproof, but it was prohibited by them. Even if it broke the throat, it would not disturb others.

As soon as Yan Lingxi came in, Zhou Qi turned off the music and was well-trained.

The male ghost was still confused: "Brother Qi, why are you shutting down? Then play music and dance!"

Ghosts: "..."

"Our boss is here." A little ghost closest to him reminded.

The male ghost saw Yan Lingxi, touched his head, and said silly: "Master Yan, you are here. You are so fun."

Yan Lingxi said: "You are very fun too."

He has a very cheerful personality and strong adaptability. He has only been adapting to the life of dancing in one night.

"The wound on your soul can be repaired in about half a month." Yan Lingxi handed him the incense in his hand.

The male ghost took it with his hands respectfully. He saw the wonderful use of this spiritual fragrance yesterday. He didn't expect Yan Lingxi to use it so generously, and he burst into tears of gratitude.

"Thank you, Master Yan, for your help in the future, just say that I, Cao Luo, will go through fire and water, and I will never refuse!"

Yan Lingxi said "Oh", and there was no particularly big emotional ups and downs.

I was excited to hear that the ghost was going to work hard for myself, but I hadn't eaten a grilled sausage.

There is no way, her personality is too charming, and the ghosts in this room are all her little brothers, so they have long been used to it.

In the afternoon, Yan Lingxi went to Chang'an Street. There were two people standing at her stall, both of whom were women, with similar eyebrows and eyes. It was obvious that they were mother and daughter. The mother was the one who last time she looked for her to be her daughter's future.

"Master Ink!"

The woman glanced at Yan Lingxi who was coming here and shouted quickly.

"Master Yan, you are finally here!"

Yan Lingxi smiled and said, "You have to give me the money today, so of course I will get it."

The woman was stunned for a moment and then laughed. She left too quickly last time and did not forget to pay the money. This time she came here to pay the bills. She is worthy of being a master, and she calculated it very accurately.

"Master Yan, thank you very much. If you hadn't told me about my daughter's situation, I would have regretted it in the future." The woman touched her daughter's hair lovingly.

Her daughter is very thin, looks depressed, and looks very unenergetic, but she still barely smiles at Yan Lingxi.

Very well-behaved.

The woman has reflected on herself these days. She doesn't want to force her children to study anymore. For her, her daughter's body is a hundred times more important than learning.

If she takes a step back, even if her daughter is not promising in the future, it doesn’t matter. She is still young and earns more money for her daughter.

The woman has no other idea now, just make money and then accompany her daughter to treat her illness.

Yan Lingxi glanced at the little girl. The little girl smiled shyly at her. She also smiled friendlyly and said to the woman: "Don't worry, will it come to great prosperity?"

The woman's expression suddenly lit up. She said thank you again and again, and transferred money to Yan Lingxi very happily, with an extra 1,000 yuan.

Yan Lingxi watched them leave, and the mother and daughter held hands.

After saying hello to Aunt Xue, Yan Lingxi was about to go home. She didn't plan to set up a stall today.

As a result, just as he was about to leave with Mo Xuanhuai, he was stopped by a man.

"Master Yan, Master Yan, please help me, please be kind to help me!"

Mo Xuanhuai blocked Yan Lingxi, frowned and pushed the man away. The man staggered for a moment, and wanted to come up to grab Yan Lingxi's arm.

Yan Lingxi said: "If you don't hold on to someone, you won't speak well. Don't think I will save you."

Because it is very likely that Mo Xuanhuai was kicked to death before she could save her.

The man froze and looked at Yan Lingxi with rapid breathing.

Yan Lingxi gave him a cold look.

The man calmed down and clenched his palms and said, "I'm sorry, Master Yan, I'm so excited, I'm so scared... Master Yan, don't be angry, please help me, I have nothing to do with it..."

There is a park not far away, and there are no people at this time.

Yan Lingxi sat in the pavilion, grabbed Mo Xuanhuai's hand with his left hand, placed his right hand on the stone table, supported his chin and said, "Tell me."

The man sat opposite him, but he was restless. He licked his dry lips and swallowed and said, "Master Yan, my father passed away a few days ago, but he...he has been unwilling to 'leave'!"

Yan Lingxi lazily lowered her eyelids: "Oh? Why is that?"

The man said with a slight look on his face: "I don't know..."

"I don't know if it's true or not."

"I... Master Yan, can you stop asking too much? I just want to ask you to send my dad away and send it away well. It doesn't matter how much it costs."

Yan Lingxi smirked sarcastically: "What kind of filial son are you pretending to be a filial son? If you are really filial, do you still need to invite others to send your father away?"

The man's face drooped instantly.
Chapter completed!