Chapter 189 The Landlord Wants to Cultivate Immortals
"Nuan Ting! Lulu!" Hearing the voice, I turned to look at the door in surprise.
Aunt Duan opened the glass door with a smile, and Huang Chenxi, wearing a bright yellow cotton-padded jacket and a yellow lace hat, ran in crying and shouting: "You are back!"
"Morning light!"
"Morning light!"
Lulu and I happily ran over and hugged Chenxi again. After being separated from our good friends for so long, we suddenly reunited. I was so excited!
"Hey! Monster! I knew you would cause harm to me for thousands of years!" I felt like my eyes were dazzled, and a blue cloth bag suddenly flew over my head and covered Lulu's head directly.
I was startled, and in the blink of an eye, Lulu had already pulled off her blue cloth bag, covered up the howling wind, chased Fang Zhongyu, and started beating her: "Fang! Zhong! Yu!"
Ping pong——
The two men started fighting as soon as they met.
That posture scared me to the point of trembling several times.
Aunt Duan didn't care whether Fang Zhongyu was beaten or not. She walked quickly to me in high heels and squatted down in front of me. She looked at my little face carefully: "Why do you still look a little fat?"
I answered with a smile: "I eat well in my hometown, Aunt Lu will cook a lot of delicious food every day!"
Aunt Duan covered her mouth and smiled: "I thought something big happened to you. It seems that life in the country is not bad."
"How can it be good?" I rubbed my nose and was about to explain when my second uncle and the others came out and sent the guests away.
After a while, Uncle Huang, Aunt Huang and Aunt Qi also came.
While they were cleaning up the restaurant, they listened to their second uncle talking about what happened in the village, which made uncles and aunts like me gasp.
Uncle Huang hugged his second uncle's shoulders and cried: "If you are lucky, you are lucky, if you are lucky, you are lucky. If something happens to you, where will my Chenxi go to get food in the future?"
"Huang Xucheng, can you please give me some face?" Aunt Huang twisted Uncle Huang's ears and pulled him away, making Uncle Huang ouch all the way.
We five children squatted in a row in front of the radiator with our knees in our hands. As usual, I squatted in the middle. On the left were Han Ziqi and Fang Zhongyu, and on the right were Chen Xi and Lulu.
"Such a big thing has happened to you." Chen Xi choked with sobs, and Lulu helped her.
I took a tissue and wiped Chenxi's crying face: "What about you, has anything happened to you?"
Chen Xi stopped her tears and immediately laughed again: "The best thing that happened to us during this period is that Han Ziqi is discharged from the hospital!"
Han Ziqi nodded: "Well, Pingying Private School is on holiday now, and my mother said she would wait until next spring before sending me to piano classes."
"Han Ziqi and I will still be classmates by then!" Chen Xi smiled, her chubby little face so cute.
Fang Zhongyu's eyes widened, he pressed Han Ziqi's shoulders and straightened his upper body: "Why don't you talk about me?"
"What can happen to you?" Lulu asked him.
Fang Zhongyu rubbed his nose proudly: "I relied on my own efforts to successfully hand in the blank paper in the final exam this year. The teacher said that I had a problem with my attitude and asked me to go home and reflect on myself. I will repeat the grade next year! Won't I happen to be in the first grade with you then?
"
"..." The corner of my mouth twitched. No wonder Aunt Duan started to train Fang Zhongyu carefully before we left. Today, Lulu chased Fang Zhongyu for so long, and Aunt Duan didn't even pull her back.
Han Ziqi had a straight face and turned to look at Fang Zhongyu seriously: "What kind of glorious thing is this?"
"..." Fang Zhongyu wilted, squatting on the spot and drawing circles, still muttering in his mouth. I seemed to see a few gray wavy lines flowing down from the top of his head.
Han Ziqi turned his head again, his expression was a bit solemn, as if something big was going on. I couldn't help but retract the snickering from the corner of my mouth, and became serious.
"What's up?"
"I don't know, I just think it's weird."
"What?"
"Do you still remember the person who was put into the coffin by Jin Maoyang with us?" Han Ziqi said with his eyebrows raised.
I looked at the ceiling and thought for a while, then I remembered that it was the young man who my uncle said was poor at heart. That malnourished body seemed to flash before my eyes. I still remember that when we set off back to Songcun, he was outside the train station.
Appeared.
At that time he was standing on tiptoes... on tiptoes?!
I keenly felt something unusual, and immediately looked at Han Ziqi intently.
Lulu and the others stopped chatting and looked at Han Ziqi.
Han Ziqi stretched out his finger and pointed at the radiator behind us.
"What's wrong with the heating?" Chen Xi asked.
Han Ziqi shook his head: "The hardware store next door, this morning my dad and I came to open the door, and saw that man going to the hardware store, and I heard them say, a salary of five thousand a month."
"Oh my God! Five thousand?!" Chen Xi's eyes widened in surprise.
Fang Zhongyu also pulled back Han Ziqi's arm in disbelief: "Did you hear that right? My mother's monthly salary is only 800."
Han Ziqi pursed his lips and nodded: "You heard me right, after they talked, the man stood in front of the hardware store and showed off for a while."
I hugged my knees and looked at the ground. There were two cute bows on Huang Chenxi's pink leather shoes.
Although I was looking at Chenxi's shoes, I was wondering.
"Didn't he just ask for a salary of 5,000 yuan before and then let the boss push him out? The boss's wife even threw water on him."
"That's why I felt strange, and when he was standing at the door, I looked at him tiptoeing, I don't know..."
"Is your foot sick?" Fang Zhongyu looked over his head as if he understood, but was pushed back by Han Ziqi.
Lulu rolled her eyes: "He's fine as long as he doesn't come to our house."
"Yeah! The summary is right!" Chen Xi gave a thumbs up.
In the evening, the meal was ready, and the adults laughed, chatted, drank and ate.
After we finished eating, we gathered around and listened to Chen Xi and Han Ziqi discussing the music score.
I hugged the green tea I had just brewed and took a sip. My body immediately felt warm.
I watched Lulu and Fang Zhongyu peeping around Han Ziqi and Huang Chenxi, listening blindly, and felt that life like this was really good.
It’s so relaxing to have family and friends. Of course, if I don’t need to come into contact with ghosts, I will study hard and go to a university in the south.
But there are some things that I can't avoid even if I want to.
Early the next morning, while I was still sleeping in a daze on my bed, I heard someone banging on my door.
"Second brother, are you there? I know you are at home, please open the door for me quickly!"
Who is it? This dream disturbed others so early in the morning. I turned over irritably and continued to sleep.
Lulu jumped on the bed and pulled me up: "Nuan Ting, get up quickly, the landlord is here."
"He'll come when he comes." I muttered, and before I woke up, I felt like I was flying to the bedside. When I opened my eyes, Lulu was actually putting on my long johns.
"..." I scratched my face and resigned myself to taking the clothes and wearing them myself.
While I was getting dressed, I heard my landlord standing at the door of my bathroom, breathing heavily: "Tell me honestly, how do you cultivate immortality? If there are ghosts and gods in the world, then cultivating immortality is not groundless! Tell me quickly, I
I’ll take you to fly with me after I’ve completed my cultivation!”
"Zhu Bafu, is there something wrong with you? If I could become an immortal, I would have gone to heaven long ago. Why would I still rent your house here?"
I turned my head and saw my uncle outside the door angrily throwing a towel on the landlord's fat belly.
The landlord's little eyes immediately opened wide, and he grabbed a towel and chased the second uncle like a bastard: "Maybe you are repairing it now? How about you suddenly changed from a rustic to a restaurant owner, and even made friends with Mr. Duan?
Now that the land for the diamond-shaped building has been taken over and construction has started, if you hadn't become an immortal, how could you have been so successful?"