The two children dropped out of school and played at home every day.
The little ghosts also ran to An An's home to play together. Due to physical problems, they could not play with An An, but only played with the floating dust in the body.
An An could only sit aside and draw by herself, occasionally attracting her sister's attention.
Father Xue was busy dealing with the transfer of his two children to schools.
In the blink of an eye, it’s mid-October.
Fuchen and An An transfer to a new school, which is further away from home and require transportation.
Before daylight, Axi would still go out holding the sleeping Fuchen.
Shadows floated, streetlights illuminated pedestrians, and Axi walked back and forth through the quiet streets countless times.
Just holding a heavy floating dust in his hands.
Life suddenly has extra quality.
Mr. Xue’s father suggested that we could drive together to pick him up and drop him off.
Axi refused. He quite liked the quiet and stable life of transporting Fuchen. Listening to her shallow breathing and occasional "hum" and "woo" snoring, he felt that life was slightly ups and downs with the gentle snoring.
Fortunately, the weather was getting colder and the days were getting shorter and shorter. When Axi walked some distance behind, Fuchen also woke up and would hold his hand and laugh.
When you come back in the evening, you don’t have to wait until the last one to go home.
Occasionally, Fuchen would still see the figure of "Gui Bugui" and see her resentful eyes.
At that time, she would think about the so-called golden boy.
In a blink of an eye, he was taken to buy clothes by Axi and the matter was forgotten in his mind.
Fuchen has grown a lot taller, and An An has been drinking milk silently because he is half a head shorter than Fuchen.
Because of this, I peed on the bed twice.
I avoided my father and washed myself silently. Finally, my father Xue found me, grabbed the wet sheets and threw them into the washing machine.
The look of covering her mouth to suppress laughter made little Anan very worried.
An An hugged Xue's father's leg, like a puppy, begging for mercy, "Don't say it. Don't say it."
Will be laughed at.
Father Xue covered his smile and nodded, "I promise not to laugh. Really."
It’s New Year again.
An'an's family and Fuchen's family gathered together for a dinner, and the male owner of 604 also came over to help take care of the dirty kid.
Mengmeng went home to celebrate the New Year. It was inconvenient to bring a dirty kid with me, and I was afraid of scaring my parents, so I asked the 604 male host.
The owner of 604 is single, his parents left early, he doesn't care about life and death, he lives with a dirty kid.
The dirty kid is very well-behaved, doesn't make any noise, is very sensible, and is much easier to take care of than the cheerful Fuchen.
604 The male owner said in his heart, luckily it’s not like floating dust. He really can’t take it with him.
When 604 learned about Dirty Kid's life experience, he burst into tears. He loved Dirty Kid even more and gave him whatever he asked for.
Axi silently watched the interaction between the man and the dirty kid, one crying and the other laughing. She silently hugged Fuchen away from the two of them.
Several strange people formed a group and gathered at An An's home to have a lively New Year celebration.
This New Year's Eve dinner where people and ghosts gather together is actually a happy one.
After eating and drinking, the three lifelong fathers and the temporary father tidied the house together.
An'an, the dirty little devil, Fuchen lay down on the sofa, with his belly spread out more roundly than the other.
In a blink of an eye, it’s the Ghost Festival again, the day of amnesty in the underworld.
At 11:30 midnight, Fuchen took An An and stood in front of Building 13, waiting.
Grandpa Ming sat aside and waited with a smile.
At this time of year, Ashe automatically gives way and never interferes.
"Floating dust!"
"Good grandson!"
"..."
The powerful voices shouted one after another.
Fuchen smiled and watched a group of people walking out of the bushes in front of the building, one after another, and their figures walked through the bushes.
"Wow wow wow." A voice suddenly appeared, standing in front of Fu Chen.
Fuchen lowered his head, looked at the black kid who was covered in black, and picked him up with a smile.
After the little black ghost entered the underworld, he was not severely punished because of his grandfather's plea, but he needed to make up for his mistakes. Over the years, he has been following the arrangements of the underworld to help with work.
Every year during the Hungry Ghost Festival, I would come with my grandfathers to watch the floating dust.
"Xiao Hei." Fu Chen rubbed his face. Hei Xiaogui also rubbed Fu Chen's face happily.
The smile was so full that it almost squeezed out the eyes.
The two hugged each other.
This playmate has always been with her.
Sometimes when he wakes up, Fuchen can see the things he brought for himself. They are all antiques, and colorful gems are his favorite.
Occasionally, when she passes by while working, the little black guy will come over and look at her.
Fuchen is always happy. She always remembers her first playmate.
"Sister." An An stood aside and watched, tugging on her clothes. Her fair little face was as delicious as a delicate cake.
The black kid lay on Fuchen's body and looked over Fuchen's shoulder at An An.
An An stared at him blankly.
The black kid glanced at An An, then at himself, and opened his mouth to threaten with a "cough", like an animal protecting its territory.
An An subconsciously hid behind Fuchen, her eyes still staring at him.
Not afraid of him.
The little black devil is so dark, so black and shiny. It’s also mellow.
At first glance, I thought it was smoked suckling pig. It's steaming hot and ready to be served.
"Granddaughter." Fuchen was quickly picked up and held by a group of grandfathers.
"Has grown tall."
"Thin."
"Why are there so few merits on your body? What did your dead father do again?"
Everyone talks about their own things.
Fuchen laughed and called all the grandfathers to complain, "That evil Taoist priest bullied me! I had no place to live, I was bullied by my classmates, and he tried to kidnap me. He almost hit me to death with his car."
The latter sentence is made out of nothing, but the previous sentence is half true.
The grandfathers were immediately furious and asked Grandpa Ming, "Why don't you protect me? It's so useless."
All the grandfathers were furious and were planning to settle accounts with him.
"Xiao Hei!" Fuchen turned around and shouted.
The black kid who had been staring at An Anbi's skin heard the sound, climbed on all fours and jumped over.
Seeing this, Grandpa Ghost pointed at the little black ghost and said, "Lead the way and take us to find him."
Fuchen directly applied eye drops, "A sister said that the demon Taoist priest is very strange. Maybe he is not a human being."
"Huh?" Everyone became excited.
People are difficult to deal with.
It's not a human thing, you can do whatever you want with it.
The meat to be slaughtered can be kneaded as desired.
"I want to go too." Fuchen said, pointing at An An, "And him."
An An stood upright, being questioned by several grandfather ghosts, but they all responded with seriousness. Hearing the voice, he was also confused. He didn't know what he was here for.
Fuchen said that he would take him to see the ghost grandpa, and only after all the ghost grandpas did Xue's father agree.
This kind of festival is avoided by strangers.
Father Xue knew they were all good people, so he wasn't worried. He spent the Ghost Festival with Axi.
"Let's go, let's go. The more I see this kid, the more I like him." The grandfather ghosts looked at An An, wondering why they were following him.
The black kid didn't even think about why, he just listened to Fuchen and ran away, leading the way.
It is simply that grandpas have merit to protect themselves and are not afraid of An An's pure Yang energy.
Seeing this, the grandfather ghosts happily led the people away.
Axi, who was still having a drink with Xue's father at An'an's house, didn't know that his daughter Qing Mimi had led someone to cause trouble.
