"Jiaolong, that's it. You don't have to come back too frequently in the future. If grandpa misses you, grandpa will go to your store to see you. If you are afraid of losing grandpa, grandpa will ask the grandson to follow you. Don't worry.
Come on, go back..."
This is what my grandfather said to me when I walked out of home. He also looked helpless when he said this, but the truth is exactly what he said at the end, Jiaolong, in fact, this family should not be hardened.
Although your grandma wholeheartedly hopes that you and your parents can eventually become a family, I can see now that it is difficult to be so wronged. Go back, Jiaolong, and work hard at your shop.
Don't make any calculations. It's a man or a woman. If you don't think about it well, no one will dare to force you.
I looked at my grandfather and smiled helplessly: "Grandpa, I didn't expect that my mother would still dislike me today." I thought that after so many things happened, she should let go of her prejudices, but now I look back.
Look, I am naive.
"Jiaolong, even if we don't have another child, we may not have the same love you have for your family. Remember, don't do surgery before you want to get married. Why do I like Xiaobai? Because he knows everything, but he still
If you are attentive to you, then you really care about you. Don’t worry about who will dislike you. People who really like you will not dislike you. If you like you for everything, don’t even think about it, your mother. I don’t think so now.
I'm sad. It's just that I'm getting older and I don't have the energy anymore. Besides, my brain can't be used anywhere. Just remember what your grandpa said. Only those who can accept you as you are are worthy of trust. Don't
All the extravagant things I said are lies to you and will make you sad."
I watched my grandpa continue to hold the corner of his mouth: "Grandpa, this is what you started talking about."
"Grandpa, don't be impatient. There needs to be someone by your side, Jiaolong. Otherwise, what will you do if you are bullied in the future?"
I looked at my grandpa and took a deep breath: "Don't worry, grandpa, no one will bully me. No one can stop me from doing what I want to do, and no one can force me from what I don't want to do."
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After that day, I rarely went home. To be honest, I felt a lot more relaxed just because I didn’t have to go home to eat dinner. There is a saying that is true. What I maintain is an illusion after all, even though I work hard.
I maintain a mother-son relationship with my mother, but the foundation between us is really too thin. It is as crisp as potato chips, so without any effort, it will be broken into pieces. I want to repair it again.
It's getting even more difficult.
However, this pure cold war did not last long. It was only about a month later. My mother came with my grandfather who came to the store to find me. At first, she had nothing to say to me and asked me what I was selling.
Of course I answered all questions, but I seemed a little cold because I was too formal. Although I didn't mean it, I was just a little too lazy to maintain a polite manner. To be honest, being polite is sometimes very tiring.
Grandpa whispered to me that your mother wants to reconcile with you.
I smiled and had no words. In my opinion, we were never really well off at all, so how could we talk about reconciliation.
Of course, my mother is not stupid. She just tried to test me gently, and when she saw that I was not willing to die or live, she didn’t react and finally stopped trying. I think she was tired too, and it was quite tiring to pretend to like me.
In the end, it developed into a more comfortable situation for me. It was not as polite as before, but it was also not as tense as when I was a child. Occasionally, I would still go home for dinner, but everyone talked less.
Just pitiful.
"Qiaoqiao, you eat vegetables."
"Um."
"Eat some more."
"full."
Two sentences per person, a few fixed words, and we finished the meal. I feel that the relationship between my mother and I is like a sentence, the general trend of the world is that if we are separated for a long time, we will be together, and if we are together for a long time, we will be separated, so we can't be too close.
I knew how to knock, even if I was pretending to be intimate, I kept a slightly distant attitude, and the two of us were quite comfortable.
Of course, I am not idle every day studying the relationship with my family, things in the store, things about taking the driver's license, and the most important thing is taking care of Cheng Baize's studio. I have to say some things.
I was very impressive, as if I was very capable. Once I started doing it, I realized that it was not as tiring as usual. Although I only saw ten people a month, I had to stay for two or three days every time I went there. I spent the evening at Cheng Baize's studio.
Sleeping on the sofa, it’s okay to look at each other, but the main thing is to set up the formation and look at Feng Shui, and most of them look at the ghost house. Most of Cheng Baize’s victims are rich people. Of course, the rich people in general value Feng Shui and the ghost house the most.
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At first, I really had a headache, because sometimes I really need to go there in person, especially to see Feng Shui, which mainly involves observing Qi. This cannot be seen by watching videos. Later, I figured out a way to see the ghost house.
When the time came, I would go and inquire about it by myself, and then directly answer the questions behind the door. When I was looking at Yangzhai, I would pretend to be Xiao Ke’s assistant, make up a story about how Mr. Cheng was suddenly ill, and use my mobile phone to pretend to record it.
He said just take it back and show it to Mr. Cheng.
To be honest, I was really tired, but I didn’t dare to say I was tired when I called Cheng Baize. I was afraid that he would worry about not being able to maintain good health. I always felt that if Cheng Baize couldn’t maintain good health, then it would really be my fault.
It's a bit big, but I am really exhausted mentally and physically from going back and forth like this. In addition, I have learned a different way from Cheng Baize and when facing his victim, I can only use his method to answer people's questions, so every time I come back from the city,
I have to sit in front of Lao Xian'er and meditate. Zong Bao will not disturb me at this time. Even if someone calls me, he will hang up for me because I cannot be disturbed by any external force while meditating.
There are two purposes for meditating. First, I want to explain to Old Xian'er clearly my purpose of helping Cheng Baize. Please don't blame me for using some of Cheng Baize's Taoist methods to help people solve their doubts or provide guidance. Although it is hot.
Our general direction is the same, but in detail, we are different, and I still violated a taboo. If I don't talk about it, I feel uneasy.
Secondly, the most important thing is luck in the body. This is what I got from Lao Xian'er one day when I was burning incense. Sit quietly after burning incense and let the air flow in the body, which will improve your ability to control the energy.
The ability to control can prevent or reduce the discomfort of inviting Xianqi as a child in the future, and pave the way for encountering things like Sister Li in the future. It can also be said to be improving one's own moral conduct.
Generally, the length of meditation is variable. As long as you feel that the air flow is smoother and your body will be very relaxed after exhaling, it is not a general relief from fatigue. After that, you can get up and apply incense again and do other things.
Zong Bao was sitting in the living room waiting for me. When he saw me coming out of the compartment dedicated to Lao Xian'er, he raised his cell phone and said, "Xiao Ke called you."
I turned my neck slightly, and there was a rattling sound in my bones. My whole body felt relaxed: "Didn't I just come back from him? You didn't ask him anything."
"I just told him that you were meditating and asked him to call you later. He seemed to have found out who was giving Yuanxiao dumplings. I didn't remember it."
I frowned: "Lantern Festival? Yuan Xiao!!"
"Seems to be."
Speaking of this, I was a little anxious and took the phone directly: "Didn't this guy say he couldn't find it? He's been fooling me for several months. I asked him there during the day and he said he couldn't start. Why did he find it all of a sudden...
...Hey, Xiaoke, how did you find the person I asked you to find?"
"Well, I found it. It's not easy to check her. I'm not a professional at this. Besides, people are quite wary of me when asking around in other schools. But I just added her to their alumni group.
Friend, then this friend knows Yuan Xiao, and then guess what."
"What's going on?"
"I know Yuan Xiao's ID number! Come on, please add it."
I almost vomited blood: "I just want to know where this Yuan Xiao got admitted to the University of Science and Technology from, what is her relationship with Tong Anqi, why did you make it so complicated, and I still added her QQ number?"
"The key is that I don't know either of these people. This job is more reliable than hiring a private detective. I still had a hard time agreeing to invite them to dinner before asking. Jiaolong, I really tried my best."
I breathed out: "Well, thank you. At least you solved this matter for me before the year. I can ask other questions myself."
After that, I wrote down my QQ number, hung up my phone and went straight to the Internet. Feeling slightly worried, I asked my friends to follow me and clicked on the avatar named Yuan Xiao. To my surprise, I entered her space directly.
, I feel happy that strangers can visit?!
I clicked on the photo directly, and when I saw that familiar face, I inexplicably raised the corners of my mouth. It was exactly what I thought.
Zong Bao slowly turned his face and looked at the two closely related girls in the photo: "Isn't that your sister? I saw the photo at your house."
"Yes, my sister."
I responded and backed out. The long-standing doubts in my heart were finally solved——(To be continued)