Just as Yang Yuran's fingertips were about to touch the Buddha amulet, a feeling of disrespect filled her heart.
He opened the glove box, took out wet wipes and wiped his ten fingers repeatedly, then solemnly picked up the amulet and held it up in front of his eyes to look at it carefully.
Judging from the carving work, it belongs to the same type as the XZ Tsa Tsa Buddha. The front is engraved with images of gods and gods. She saw that Zhou Yuanyuan had brought the same thing, so every month Zhou Yuanyuan always talked about the unlucky days, so she would bring out the Buddha amulets.
You need to be very careful when wearing it. It should not be stained with dirty water, and it should not be exposed when going to the toilet.
"Did you and Yuanyuan go to Thailand to seek help?"
Yang Yuran had to ask clearly about the source, so as not to make Zhou Yuanyuan unhappy after accepting it.
"Yuanyuan's was begged by Uncle Zhou for her. The Buddha amulet in your hand was given to me by my friend. He knows a senior monk in a Thai temple."
It doesn't matter if they come from the same place. Yang Yuran put it on with peace of mind, opened the collar and put it into a close-fitting position.
It's amazing to say that when the amulet is applied to the skin, it doesn't feel cold to the touch and is very smooth. The faint scent of incense fills the air, giving people a sense of peace of mind.
"Thank you. I'll wear it for a few days and return it to you when I stop having nightmares."
The word "asking for leave" makes Yang Yuran happy, but the word "traditional Chinese medicine" makes her miserable.
"Two?" Yang Yuran was confused.
"Ran Ran, why do you have negative cards?" Qin Muyu's clear voice was extremely urgent.
The only thing that has changed is that Yang Yuran is shrouded in a faint golden light, and her body shape is larger than before. In terms of size alone, she can compete with a sexy girl.
Yang Yuran opened the bedside table and took out her mobile phone. She clicked on it and checked the time. It was 7:30 in the morning. Yang's mother must have thought she was snoozing, so she opened the door with a spare key and came over to wake her up.
"Mom~ Why don't you rest?"
She aimed her claws at the slut's face and scratched her wildly, leaving many bloody marks. Of course, her situation was not much better than that of the slut. But as long as she could be beaten, who would want to be the weak one forever?
Yang Yuran resisted the pressure and raised her eyes, looking at Mother Yang's standard oval face. Although it was not as graceful and charming as when she was young, with every wrinkle outlining virtuousness and kindness, it vividly reflected the famous saying that time never defeats beauty.
Qin Muyu waited for a moment, but when she didn't reply, he continued to warn in a deep voice: "Don't touch it directly with your hands. Find a man born in the year of the dog to take it away, and then smash it with a kitchen knife that you usually use to kill pigs."
Mother Yang's face suddenly turned livid, and she asked in a low voice: "If you have a master, why don't you come to recruit him? His character is really bad."
Yang Yuran couldn't help but secretly give Qin Muyu a thumbs up. This art of speaking is second to none.
The Buddha amulet given to her by Qin Muyu was engraved with the images of gods, and the Buddha amulet held by Yang's mother was engraved with a ferocious evil spirit. Yang Yuran felt horrified just by looking at it.
Qin Muyu didn't allow her to refuse and put the milk on her lap.
The cruel guarantee undoubtedly attracted fists. Yang Yuran gave him a few blows and sternly warned the man who spoke freely: "There is a god three feet above your head. Don't talk nonsense, the god will be angry."
After more than ten rounds of fierce fighting, Yang Yuran was defeated.
"Go ahead. Mom is worried that you can't find anyone to attend the banquet. I'm thinking of asking Xiao Yin to come over and help. If there is a suitable candidate, Mom will be relieved."
"Mom, watch your step, there are steps ahead."
The two of them arrived at Inedo before ten o'clock and forced the chef to work overtime for more than an hour.
"Thank you for sending me back."
After satisfying his addiction, Yang Yuran took a ride back to his old home.
Yang Yuran happily agreed, and the next second she whispered the disappointment: "I can't go back to the apartment today. My mother asked me to go back to my old house. It seems she has something to explain to me."
Because the question was obviously not for her, she turned her head to where Yang's mother was looking, and asked the person who caused the trouble with her lips depressingly: "What are you doing down here?"
Pat Yang's mother's hand and knock her down onto the bed.
The scene in the dream remains unchanged, the old valley, the bad elves, and the coquettish nine-tailed fox.
Yang Yuran was confused. She didn't even know what the Yin card was, so how could she know where it came from.
"Mom, don't catch it, it's weird."
Mother Yang's voice was calm and there was no hint of emotion or anger, but Yang Yuran was panicking.
Yang Yuran was worried that Qin Muyu would not accept the used items, so he found a better way to repay the gift: "Maybe I'll ask someone to buy a new one for you."
The truth will be exposed sooner or later. You can avoid it on the first day of the junior high school, but you can't avoid it on the fifteenth day. Yang Yuran admitted in a low voice: "Yes."
Yang Yuran immediately stopped trying to commit suicide, showed an innocent smile to Yang's mother, squeezed out the arrangement from between his teeth and threw it to Qin Muyu: "Open the door, I will deal with it, you drive away quickly."
Qin Muyu seemed to have answered, but also seemed not to have answered.
"Okay, then just take it easy."
When I was a child, I still remember the scene of holding my nose and drinking Chinese medicine until I vomited.
"Put me at the door and I'll walk in. You can go back and rest early."
"When I stop having nightmares, I'll change it for you."
Yang Yuran helped Yang's mother enter the main building, and she was very obedient and reminded her from time to time.
Yang Yuran said good night and hid in the house. He probably took a shower and lay on the bed thinking about the unfinished tasks in the evening and picking up names.
Mother Yang changed her stern look and accompanied Yang Yuran to the bedroom with a smile on her face.
"Does he like you?"
"Well, I'll take you there after eating." Qin Muyu started the car.
Glancing at the position where Yang's mother had grabbed her, she guessed from the creases in the sheets and the zipper of the pillowcase that she had a nightmare that caused her body to twist uncontrollably and unintentionally opened the zipper of the pillowcase, causing some evil sign to fall out of it.
"From what you said and mom's observation of him, mom can be sure that he likes you. If this man doesn't have deep feelings for Yuanyuan, you should take good care of it. When the family banquet is over, call him out for a drink.
Mommy will have a good chat with him during afternoon tea."
Of course, this is a topic for later. The key is to use overtime work and a hasty meal to explain her late return and reduce the chance of her being scolded.
Mother Yang looked straight ahead and asked, "Who are you?"
"Don't worry, I'll take you to the main building."
The half-truth and half-false explanation did not bring relief, but instead made Mother Yang's expression become more ambiguous.
"Well, thank you. It's late at night. You should go back early."
"It will be useful, don't worry. My friend donates a lot of money to the temple every year. If it doesn't work, I ask him to demolish it."
"Go back, heat it up and drink it before going to sleep."
Yang Yuran was so shocked by the sudden words that he almost tripped over his left and right feet and fell down on the steps he warned.
"Hello, my name is Qin Muyu. I have two Ph.D.s in the Department of Finance at Columbia University. I currently work in the same company as Yu Ran. We worked late today, so I took her for a hasty meal. Sorry for bringing her back so late.
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"It's okay with me, mom. I've been working very hard recently and the pressure is high. I'll be able to relax when the boy band's new song is released in two months. It's better to work harder when you're young than to be miserable when you're old. I'll give it to you
Yuanyuan said, get some more sleep in the morning and go later."
"Great."
Yang Yuran was very stubborn and used Zhou Yuanyuan's hidden secret to silence Mother Yang: "Mom, don't worry about Qin Muyu. He is so famous and has a wife. Yuanyuan likes him, but I will not have a romantic relationship with him."
She weighs 97 pounds and has a 90-pound stubbornness, so how can she arrange something annoying for the other party? She picked up the milk and put it back on the other party's lap. She had already put her hands in place to resist the persistent milkman Qin.
Yang's mother reached out and picked up a white pendant from her pillow, then pointed to the ivory Buddha amulet she wore on her chest, and said, "This thing is very effective, don't use two at the same time."
Yang Yuran was confused. It seemed that she had gone too far. If it left an indelible bad impression on Yang's mother, Qin Muyu had acted humbly before, and she would have to find a new partner the night after tomorrow.
Immediately afterwards, the tall man approached calmly, met Yang's mother's scrutinizing gaze, and introduced himself with an elegant smile.
Yang Yuran unbuckled his seat belt, picked up the bag from under his feet and put it on his shoulder.
Yang Yuran raised her hand to cover her mouth, yawned, and evaded with unclear words: "I'm as busy as a dog every day. How can I have time for afternoon tea? Okay, Mom, you have nothing to explain, I'm going to bed."
With the bargaining chip to change the outcome of failure, Yang Yuran rushed forward bravely and started fighting with the coquettish guy, hoping to avenge his previous shame.
He went upstairs, helped Yang Yuran drink half the cup, and suggested worriedly: "Why don't you ask for leave today? Mom will accompany you to the traditional Chinese medicine hospital to prescribe some soothing traditional Chinese medicine."
Mother Yang stared deeply at her daughter, her delicate eyes seeming to see through all her thoughts.
"A common friend will send you back specially at night?" Mother Yang glanced at her dishonest daughter and asked directly: "You asked him to cooperate with you at the family dinner the day after tomorrow, right?"
"OK."
First of all, he did not mention his superior leadership status, but only mentioned his academic qualifications, which would only make the parents feel simple. When Yang's mother learned about Qin Muyu's position from Yang Yuran's mouth, she would have a great feeling of approval and felt that this person was very low-key.
, at least it proves that she is not messing around with unscrupulous people.
Yang Yuran jumped out of the car and ran to Mother Yang, hugged her arms, and coquettishly tried to confuse the audience.
Qin Muyu's moderately thick lips moved slightly first, and he also answered her with lip language: I will handle it.
The painful feeling of suffocation swept through her body, and just when she had a desolate feeling that she was going to die in her dream, a shaking woke her up from the nightmare.
Yang Yuran weakly opened her eyes and saw Mother Yang's face full of worry. As her eyes blinked, her head seemed to explode.
Less than five minutes later, Qin Muyu called.
"Save this can for tomorrow morning."
At first glance, the amulet hanging in front of her eyes was almost the same style as the one she was wearing. However, upon closer inspection, she discovered that there were differences in the carvings.
Yang Fei was like an angry pheasant, without caring about the image, swung his hairless tail and locked her throat.
trouble!
Qin Muyu conjured a can of milk out of nowhere and handed it to her.
Qin Muyu turned around and returned to the car, started the car smoothly and left.
He took a photo with his mobile phone and sent it to Qin Muyu. He edited the message and asked: This thing makes me feel very uncomfortable. Could your friend please take a look and see if it is a normal Buddha amulet?
"Yeah, my favorite is Arctic sweet shrimp."
"Please bless me to have a good sleep tonight. I'm sorry I said it wrong. Please bless me to have a good sleep every day."
Qin Muyu raised his hand and stroked the fluffy hair on Yang Yuran's head, tempting the greedy cat with delicious food: "How about eating Japanese food and then going home?"
Yang Yuran adjusted her pace and answered in a very ordinary tone: "We are just ordinary friends."
Yang Yuran believes that beauty is the charm that corresponds to her age, rather than relying on injections of hyaluronic acid and botulinum toxin to maintain her youthful appearance like Bai Yan, who dares not go out without makeup.
"Mom, don't rush to a conclusion. The situation is like this. Yuanyuan likes him, but he doesn't like Yuanyuan, and he has told Yuanyuan clearly. Currently, he and I are cooperating on two large projects worth hundreds of millions, so we should keep in touch.
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Unable to bear it anymore, I closed my eyes again and slowed down my breathing.
Mother Yang compromised and agreed. She looked at something on the bed and hesitated for a moment, then reminded her: "Yu Ran, don't wear some things indiscriminately. Wearing one will be effective, but wearing two will look dishonest and offend the gods."
Yang's mother stood in front of the car, looking at their ongoing 'intimate' behavior with searching eyes.
Yang's mother hurried downstairs and told the housekeeper to replace the mung bean porridge with eight-treasure porridge. She picked up Yang Yuran's cup, put it in the water purifier, filled it with two-thirds of the hot water, and then mixed it with one-third of the cold water.
"Yu Ran, mom is asking about you." The concerned question came again.
With a click, the door opens automatically.
Mother Yang grabbed Yang Yuran's wrist and the two stopped at the corner of the second floor of the spiral staircase.
Yang Yuran happily agreed, his eyes dimmed, and he asked jokingly: "I remember you just said in the morning that nightmares are caused by calcium deficiency. Now that I have the blessing of the Buddha amulet, can I switch to juice in the morning?"
As the two pushed each other, Yang Yuran saw a horrifying scene out of the corner of his eye.
When the headache subsided a little, he feebly made his first request to Yang's mother: "Mom, I want to drink some warm water."
Yang Yuran crossed her hands through her clothes and gently pressed the location of the Buddha amulet, closed her eyes, and prayed devoutly.
"You have met more than a dozen blind dates, but you didn't ask any of them for help. Instead, you found this Qin Muyu. Do you also have special feelings for him?"
My thoughts entered an endless loop with no results, and I soon fell asleep.
Qin Muyu pressed the horn and raised the barrier gate. The night guard was always like this. He didn't ask when he saw a good car, but he didn't drive when he saw a bad one.
"Buddha amulets are not suitable for repeated gifting. I have never encountered any trouble with evil spirits. It is useless to ask for them."
It's a pity that Yang's father only loves superficial beauty and doesn't know how to appreciate the real beauty.
"Okay, wait for mom to pour it for you."
There should be no shortage of courtesy.
Qin Muyu seemed to be in a good mood because of Yang Yuran's serious appearance. He raised the corner of his mouth slightly and agreed softly: "Okay, I won't say anything anymore. I'll keep my mouth shut and eat the sweet shrimp later."
Yang Yuran resisted pushing back, shaking her head like a rattle.
Before Yang Yuran could stop him in time, the car had already bypassed the European-style fountain.
Yang's mother looked more relaxed, and Yang Yuran breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing that the other party didn't move his hand and insisted on letting her take it, she came up with a reasonable 'white lie': "I have it at home, I asked the servant to heat it up for me."
"Ah? Is it so important?" Yang Yuran clicked "Open" and asked Qin Muyu to tell him the reason.
She had no doubts about Qin Muyu, but she didn't understand the Yin cards and needed Qin Muyu to tell Yang's mother.
"Well, your recent nightmares are inseparable from this thing. You can search for it. There are two types of Buddhist amulets. The Yang amulet I gave you was made by a senior monk himself and blessed by chanting sutras for many days. The special Yin amulet is made of dead human bones.
There are not many evil monks who know how to make them. It is said that the real Yin cards harm the fortune of the maker, but they can help the person who asks for the cards realize their ulterior wishes."
Listening to the detailed and easy-to-understand explanation, Yang Yuran and Yang's mother's expressions changed.
Yang Yuran said thank you, hung up the phone, looked at Yang's mother coldly and said, "Mom, it's Yang Fei who is up to something."
