If the fantasy comes true, my wife will be another me

Plucking chicken feathers is relatively simple, and you can pull it out casually with boiling water. It wasn't long before it was slippery.

The other rooster watched as his companion's corpse was infinitely tortured, and shrank in a daze in the corner, not daring to make a sound.

Both of their hands smelled of chicken, Xu Xian cut open the belly of the chicken to take out the internal organs, and cut the intestines and stomach of the chicken, and washed the food residue inside with the water from the faucet.

To put it mildly, it's that hasn't been fully digested.

And after that, you can directly go through the pot and pass the water, let Qin Ruyun cook the whole chicken, and then divide the meat, this is the famous white-cut chicken in the Liangguang area.

It was only after the three of them were busy until the evening that Xu Zhigui returned to the city from his hometown in the countryside and returned to his residence in the community.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Xu Xian and Xu Mengxian each sitting on a stool peeling peanuts, and he was stunned for a moment.

This meeting is rare.

Immediately, he endured the surprise in his heart, patted the dirt on his trouser legs, changed into slippers and asked by the way: "When did you come over?"

Xu Xian didn't turn his head: "It's more than two o'clock in the afternoon." Father

went to the kitchen to take a look again, and saw that Qin Ruyun was pouring soup on the white-cut chicken, and it seemed that she was ready to eat.

He sighed and said, "I thought I could help a little when I came back, but I didn't expect you to be quite efficient in doing things."

"By the way, Xu Xian, don't peel peanuts first, come into the room with me, and work hard Miss Xu first."

Xu Mengxian smiled nonchalantly: "It's not hard, I'm just a guest here, and I should help."

Xu Zhigui nodded and entered the room first.

Xu Xian felt strange, but he still got up and followed his father to the room, and guessed in his heart.

Shut the door.

Xu Zhigui opened the curtains, then turned around, looked at his son with a flat look, and was silent without speaking.

Xu Xian noticed that the crow's feet on the other party's face seemed to be a little deeper than before, which was a sign of aging.

So he didn't speak, waiting for the other party to speak.

Dozens of seconds passed.

The silence and solemn atmosphere was still broken by the old father, who held his forehead: "I still want to confirm whether the messages you sent me yesterday are true."

"I told your mother about this, and she didn't believe it very much, where could anyone exist in this world without evidence? "

In the era of big data information, everyone's existence is recorded in the past, and even the information about trends is transparent.

For example, where you went last night and what you did today, as long as there is a record, the cloud computing information database will be saved.

He thought about what his son said for a long time, and he always felt that this was a lie, and it sounded like a fake no matter where it sounded.

But there is no need to deceive oneself at all, what is the use of faking the existence of a black household? Increase psychological pressure on oneself?

That's why Xu Zhigui wants to ask seriously.

Xu Xian expected that his father would definitely interrogate him a second time before he came in, so he still insisted on his words:

"Dad, there are so many unthinkable things in this world, if you really can't believe it, you can ask an acquaintance on the public security side to check if there is any relevant information about Xu Mengxian."

"Of course, if you want to check on Xu Mengxian, please do so on the premise of ensuring that it will not affect her normal life, and that's all I can tell you, and if I can be with her in the future, you can also ask her personally."

Xu Zhigui interrupted him: "What? Listen to the meaning of your words, is there any information that has been revealed?"

The other party shook his head: "No, I know this." "

From childhood to adulthood for more than 20 years, Xu Xian's words are always half-truths and half-truths, and his expressions and movements do not change when he lies.

So Xu Zhigui can't know if he is still hiding something, and if so, for what.

I saw the old father's brows locked: "It is a very complicated matter to let undocumented black households handle household registration, which involves the management of the flow of people in the state and legal responsibility.

Xu Xian knew that this matter was quite complicated, so he gave a suggestion: "I have learned about another way to enter the household of black households, that is, the collective household of the region or unit, this type of household registration is easier to get than the resident household, so can you help Xu Mengxian get some identity materials out at that time..."

Xu Zhigui stared at him: "Fake?"

The other party did not nod but did not deny it, but said separately:" Xu Mengxian abides by the law and discipline, will not endanger social and public safety, and is not smuggled from abroad, she is an authentic Chinese people, but she has experienced ups and downs in life. The

father was immediately amused: "Don't talk about the calf, I don't know your tricks, let me explain it to you."

"When Miss Xu calls me Dad, then I can be sure that you and her have a future, and only then will I find a way to help her and make her a member of the family."

After Xu Xian heard this, he immediately clenched his hands excitedly, and asked with bright eyes: "That means that as long as I am with her, you will help solve this matter no matter what?"

Xu Zhigui smiled noncommittally: "Miss Xu is a good girl, your mother once said to me, that girl is sometimes very similar to you when you were a child, whether it is language or behavior, there is always an inexplicable sense of intimacy." Then

he added: "On the contrary, you are not studying well, you don't even have a formal job, what video do you do at home all day long?"

That girl is indeed like Xu Xian when she was a child, she always likes to smile when she speaks, and she is used to pinching the corners of her clothes when she is nervous, well-behaved and likable, and she is honest in her duty.

There is no way to describe it, neither temperament nor character.

Xu Xian smiled in surprise, he didn't expect his mother's intuition to be so accurate, and even this could feel kind.

But my father didn't say that he felt this way, and sure enough, being a father was not close to people, and he didn't have any emotional cognition.

"If I say that Xu Mengxian is another female version of me, another former me, will you believe it?" he

suddenly asked this kind of brainless question.

Xu Zhigui pushed the frame of his glasses and didn't want to talk nonsense with him: "I believe it, you say that you can go to heaven and earth, I believe it all."

Xu Xian chuckled and spread his hands, this kind of thing is indeed too mysterious, even if he tells the truth, no one will believe it.

So he bowed his waist sincerely: "Just kidding, but thank you, you can help me and Xu Mengxian's future, we need you." "

Xu Xianren is tall and big, and he bows his head higher than Xu Zhigui.

The old father took a step back in astonishment, his expression rich.

Is this his own son? A

boy who has always been so arrogant, and now he is so sincere in gratitude for this incident?

Are you sure you haven't seen a ghost this year?