After Zhou Kewei passed away, Xie Hongxuan and two good friends drank several times.
Xie Ying was reading books in the room, and the three grandfathers were drinking in the yard. It was cold, and they shivered and sighed, and then they dispersed.
Their feelings are different. Grandpa was sad about the lack of medical development, Grandpa Song was sad about the miserable old age of Zhou Mingli and his wife, and Grandpa Hu was sad about the impermanence of life.
After hearing so much, Xie Ying also sighed.
The grandfathers' "melancholy" are all human feelings and can resonate completely, but what Xie Ying can't bear is Wang Yuchun's pretending deep worries. He often tells others that the feng shui of Rulin Street is not good, and many of them are just right.
The man in his prime died inexplicably. A long time ago, he heard that there was a "pipe" under Rulin Street. In recent years, the civil engineering project has destroyed that "pipe" and will definitely be there in the future.
An even more outrageous incident happened.
Xie Ying didn't want to have a conflict with him at all. But he was not restrained and told everyone he would. Xie Ying couldn't help but interrupt him: "Uncle Wang, don't curse us, can you?"
"curse?!"
"Yes! Birth, old age, sickness and death are all natural things, but you always have something to do with feudal superstition and curse the more miserable things happening here... If you say these words, what is it not a curse?"
Wang Yuchun laughed embarrassedly: "I am a prediction, how can I say it is a curse?"
"Weather forecast can predict, how can we predict things in the world? Anyway, I'm very unhappy if you say that. Our ancestors are living here. After listening to the nonsense you said, we can still live here well.
Is it?"
Wang Yuchun was speechless. Feng Yuzhen "drinks" her granddaughter back home. Xie Ying thought her grandmother was going to scold her, but she didn't expect her grandmother to give her a thumbs up: "Well said it! You can't let him silly all day long
.”
Feng Yuzhen said again: "I really can't understand how a person like him can raise two good children like Jing Yi and Haochuan. From now on, the lifelong affairs of these two children are very troublesome, unless they both look for them from other places.
, If anyone knows the truth here, who would like to be a relative of someone like him?"
Xie Ying didn't think so much, she just felt sorry for Wang Haochuan.
Wang Yuchun did not restrain himself because of Xie Ying's anger. He even solemnly planned to move, often talking to acquaintances at the entrance of the alley, and advised others to leave here. It seemed that only by telling others could he prove it.
He is right. In that way, he can get the face he lost in front of Xie Ying again.
But when he told others that this place was "unlucky", Zhou Kexing happened to hear it.
Zhou Kexing came back from running, and his body seemed to be cooked, and he was sweating hotly. A strong male hormone breath came to his face, and Wang Yuchun closed his mouth like a conditioned reflex.
Zhou Kexing said with a cold face, "Uncle Wang, I heard it all just now. What do you mean? Because a young man like my brother died, do you think it's a bad luck here?"
"No...no..." Wang Yuchun was very cowardly: "I just think this place is not very peaceful, so I want to find an opportunity to move out."
"Oh..." Zhou Kexing raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm asking my parents about the buildings. I heard that after the merger of the Hong Kong City, the housing prices in Laicheng have also increased a lot, and the entire Laicheng is not as cost-effective as here.
There is a high place to live. If you find out the right place, tell me and I'll go and take a look."
"Okay, okay." Wang Yuchun, who had always had a cold face, actually smiled throughout the whole process.
Zhou Kexing left with his head buried, took a few steps back, and said, "Uncle Wang, my brother passed away, and our family is very sad. Don't say anything bad to make our family's situation worse.
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"You're over-thinking." Wang Yuchun defended with a red face: "I've never said bad things. Do I look like that kind of person?"
Zhou Kexing's eyes were shining with sharp light, and Wang Yuchun was in disgrace and dared not say anything more.
"Also, Uncle Wang, I've been holding on to this for several days and I've been wanting to tell you..." Zhou Kexing held his breath and said in a hurry: "You went back and forth in the alley during your morning exercises.
Walking around, I always turn on the tape recorder, and the sound is loud. It is only five or six o'clock in the morning, and many people are sleeping. Uncle Hua's family gets up early and is not affected, but my parents often suffer from insomnia and can't sleep well, that is,
I can only take a short sniff in the early morning. They feel uncomfortable when they are woken up, but due to the neighbors' face, they are embarrassed to speak. I feel sorry for them and want to say a few words for them. I am not not asking you to practice in the morning, you can make your voice sound in the future
Is it OK to be smaller?"
Wang Yuchun actually knew the fact that he was "disturbing the people". But he knew that there were many intellectuals around him and had a thin face. If he was embarrassed to say it, he wouldn't care. However, Zhou Kexing was used to being straightforward and would not bend around, and
I was not used to his faults and pointed out his problems directly.
Wang Yuchun said embarrassedly and incoherently: "If your parents had told me a long time ago, I would not have been like this... It's true that no one told me, and I was a bad person."
Zhou Kexing didn't say anything anymore. He hated Wang Yuchun very much. Because he was Wang Jingyi's father, it was even more worthy of being Wang Jingyi's father. In Zhou Kexing's opinion, Wang Yuchun was really not worthy of being Wang Jingyi's father.
Zhou Kexing is indeed considering changing the environment for his parents. There are many acquaintances here, and there are traces of his brother's life everywhere, so they are easily moved by the scene. However, his suggestion did not receive the support of his mother, and Xue Qin said weakly: "At this,
I have lived here for most of my life and have feelings for it. Besides, your brother's room is still preserved. If his soul comes back and sees us gone, he will be very disappointed."
"Mom, but you and dad are old and there are many inconvenient places to live in a bungalow. It will be winter soon, and you have to go to the yard to go to the toilet. The sewer in this area is not very smooth. When winter comes, you often
It's frozen..."
Zhou Mingli was determined to move. No matter how sad he was, he insisted on going to work. As long as he got to school and became busy, he would feel much better. Therefore, compared to his wife, he believed more, to change the environment and mood.
It will be better.
Xue Qin is lazy and can only list a lot of problems: "Your brother has been sick for so long, and his family has been exhausted. Besides, your father and I are old and can't climb the building anymore.
It's good to live in a bungalow."
Zhou Kexing said: "I saved some money and borrowed some from my aunt. I should be able to make up for it... Mom, in a few years, I should get married. If I get married, should my family change a new house?"
"That's your house, not your dad and me."
As soon as these words came out, Zhou Kexing's heart suddenly became cold.
Xue Qin knew that she was too much and hurriedly said, "I mean, your dad and I will definitely prepare the house you get married. Even if you don't live here, you have to look like you get married. Let’s talk about it later. I really don’t have the energy in this way.”
"Brother Chen!"
"Um!"
When Chen Changqing was walking on the road, he would say hello or nod when he met someone he knew.
But no matter who it is.
Everyone had no extra expression on their faces, as if they were very indifferent to everything.
Regarding this.
Chen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Department, it is an institution to maintain the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.
It can be said.
In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone's hands were stained with a lot of blood.
When a person is used to life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When Chen Changqing first came to this world, he was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.
The Demon Suppressing Division is very big.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppression Department are all powerful masters or those with the potential to become masters.
Chen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressing Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian and the other is the Demon Elimination Envoy.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts with the lowest level of Demon Elimination Envoy.
Then he was promoted step by step and was expected to become a guardian.
Chen Changqing's predecessor was an intern in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-level Demon Suppression Envoy.
Have the memory of the predecessor.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long, Chen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and it presents a different tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.
At this time, the attic door is open and occasionally someone enters and exits.
Chen Changqing just hesitated for a moment and then stepped in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
A scent of ink mixed with a faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow frown instinctively, but it stretched quickly.
The bloody smell on everyone in the Demon Suppression Department is almost impossible to clean.