My life is super hard, nothing is taboo/Ghost Shelter

Wu Senran frowned and thought, "She is a ghost story hostess, and I think it would be suitable for her to find a boyfriend from a funeral home! Wait...the surname is Qin, right?!"

Several people were startled and gasped.

When Tu Xuanxuan started the group for the second time, she went with Qin Kun. If she and Qin Kun fell in love, it...is not impossible!

"No way? Doesn't Director Qin have sister Qi?"

Xu Yang rubbed his nose: "Pull it down, do you think Qin Kun is a fuel-efficient lamp? Take a look at his QQ signature, Master Qin, Dragon Essence Tiger Ferocity! A full red makeup, how can he satisfy his appetite."

Qin Kun, who was speculated maliciously, sneezed in the park at this moment.

Qin Kun was inexplicable: "My physique, I won't catch a cold, right? Who is thinking about me?"

Then, he sneezed again.

Chapter 0570 Breeding Pigs

Riverside, Guanlan Mansion.

A man in a suit was sitting on the sofa with a four-year-old girl on his lap.

Across the sofa, Xu Yang, Wu Senran, Li Zhe, including Yu Mengxin were all sitting upright, not daring to breathe.

"Brother Tu, okay, long time no see. You are still so young."

After holding back for a long time, no one else dared to speak, so Xu Yang bit the bullet and spoke dryly.

"Baby, let's go play, dad and chat with a few uncles and aunts." The man in the suit patted the little girl's head with a gentle smile, the little girl nodded sensiblely, and was taken away by the nanny.

The man in the suit glanced at Xu Yang: "Apart from picking up girls, don't you know how to talk now? I'm 33 this year, how old can I be?"

"Ah? Yes, yes." Xu Yang touched his nose and became silent.

Only then did the others realize that the man in the suit in front of him was only 33 years old.

The rich sons and daughters of Linjiang City are divided into three classes.

Tu Yong is the first class, and all others are the third class.

This sentence was praised by others a long time ago, but it has become a legend.The Tu family has been a revolutionary martyr since the end of the Qing Dynasty, supporting the revolution, supporting the Anti-Japanese War, and supporting the initial construction of the country. It has been transformed from a wealthy businessman with various identities, and now it is the fourth generation. A family needs three generations to grow. Tu Home belongs to family.

Among the rising stars of Linjiang City, business giants such as Jiang Zhengsheng and Chen Qi basically have nothing to be proud of in front of the Tu family. In the eyes of the Tu family, the trendsetters of those times are just opportunists with good luck. That's all.

However, the current situation facing the Tu family is the heir problem that aristocratic families easily encounter.

Tu Yong was young and rich, and had many female companions. Only one of them became his wife, and they had a four-year-old daughter.Then there was no movement for many years.

In the generation of the Tu family, there is also a younger sister named Tu Xuanxuan. Tu Yong feels that no matter what, Tu Xuanxuan will keep a male for the Tu family.

Therefore, he has very strict requirements on his sister's partner.

Wu Libin, family background, appearance, and IQ are all the first choice of Tu Yong. The long-distance love race between his sister and him unexpectedly came to an end, and Tu Yong didn't understand.

An aristocratic family, if there is no male with the same surname in the next generation, this family will collapse soon!Tu Yong didn't care about Wu Libin's character at all.

For a breeding pig, there is no need to ask him to be gentle, courteous and thrifty, anyway, their first boy has to be named Tu, and he has to be brought up by the Tu family.

"Xinxin, you and Xuanxuan are best friends, why don't you tell me about Xuanxuan?" Tu Yong's tone was full of dissatisfaction.

This is a strong big brother, and he speaks like a strong big brother to his sister's girlfriends.

Yu Mengxin stuck out her tongue. The Tu family was different from her family, Li Zhe's family, Xu Yang's family, and Wu Senran's family. The Tu family paid special attention to inheritance, which was why Tu Yong was strong.

"Brother Tu...I don't know...Xuanxuan's working hours are different from mine, and she will only be together on weekends when she is free. You know her character, and she will tell me everything..."

Yu Mengxin looked at Tu Yong cautiously, and Tu Yong shook his head.

"It's an undertaker's boy, isn't it?"

"You, you know?"

The nanny made tea and brought it up. Tu Yong took a sip of the tea and looked at the people: "Did you go to a place with a ghost travel agency for a trip?"

"You, you know?"

Tu Yong said: "Xuanxuan wants to be a female anchor, and likes to write some weird stories by herself, okay, I don't care. She doesn't want to accept things at home, okay, I will take care of them. She wants to be a carefree Miss Qianjin, okay, I'm used to her. But..."

"I'm her eldest brother, how can she find a small worker in a funeral parlor?! Love stories, you can't just copy ghost stories."

The lighter banged on the table and made a loud bang.

With Tu Yong's self-cultivation, this already means that he is very angry.

"What's the name of the boss of the Ghost Travel Agency?" Tu Yong cut to the chase.

"Qin Kun..." Xu Yang made a quick decision and sold it to Qin Kun.

"Qin Kun? I'm going to see him tomorrow. You guys, help me out. Count me as Tu Yong, please."

After finishing a cup of tea, Tu Yong stood up and took the initiative to see off the guests.

The four of them were sent out of the mansion by Tu Yong all the way. Li Zhe pondered for a moment, then turned around and said, "Brother Tu, I don't think it should be Director Qin. His girlfriend is very beautiful."

"Isn't Xuanxuan pretty?!"

"That's not what I mean...I mean...Director Qin is not of the same kind as us, he..."

"Of course he is not the same person as us. He is another toad who wants to climb high, ha ha." Tu Yong smiled slightly and nodded his head, "If there are enough of him here, and if his appearance is suitable, I will recognize him as brother-in-law."

Tu Yong left.

The four of them walked down the street, recalling Tu Yong's last words and his expression, Xu Yang held back for a long time, and said quietly: "Why does he use his breeding pig theory everywhere? If Wu Libin and Qin Kun can be breeding pigs, Actually, I, Xu Yang, can do it too."

puff……

Yu Mengxin couldn't help laughing.

Li Zhe and Wu Senran laughed randomly.

Breeding pig theory, these four words are too quintessential, and completely meet Tu Yong's criteria for choosing younger siblings.

After Wu Senran finished laughing, he patted Xu Yang on the shoulder: "It's good to have dreams, but I'm Tu Yong, and I don't think you can even rank as a pig in my eyes."

"Fuck you!" Xu Yang cursed.

……

At noon the next day, Qin Kun rode his bicycle to the old street of Baihu Town in the northern suburbs.

In fact, in some respects, Qin Kun has inherited the simplicity of the old Qin family, and has always regarded himself as a working person. He still needs to find something to do when he is not working during this time, otherwise he will feel flustered when he is idle.

There are few tourists in the old street of Baihu Town. The Buddhist temples here are not prosperous. Most of the tourists come from the talisman making industry of Qingzhushan. It is estimated that without the talisman sect of Qingzhushan, the area of ​​Baihu is really a nameless antique. town.

At the entrance of the store, Qin Kun saw a small stall from afar. Behind the stall was a female Taoist priest with a lovely appearance and wearing sunglasses.

"Chu Qianxun? Why are you here?"

As if by magic, the bicycle disappeared. Some tourists thought they were dazzled. Qin Kun ignored the eyes of those people and came to the booth.

"This is a joint store between us, why can't I come?"

Yes, yes, I don't object when you say that, but... what kind of clothes are you wearing?

The seven-star Taoist robe, the stars are as dim as frozen blood, embroidered with gold borders, the seven stars are connected by lines, a lady's bun, and her hair is scattered behind her back.Especially this pair of sunglasses, what the hell are these?

Qin Kun seemed to have seen a newly emerging charlatan.

"Then can you dress yourself up properly?"

"Ordinary man, you know nothing." Chu Qianxun replied disdainfully.

Qin Kun: "..."

Chapter 0571

The old streets of Baihu Town are all small wooden buildings.

Putting up the wooden window, Qin Kun sat in the house on the second floor of the travel agency, watching Chu Qianxun set up a stall downstairs, and wondered why she came today.

Chu Qianxun's whereabouts have always been erratic, but Qin Kun has never seen her before. This girl is serious about her fortune-telling.

The stalls are different from the gossip stalls of Taoism. There are no fortune-telling fortune-telling money, yellow paper, brushes, and only seven lamps on it.

Qin Kun boiled a pot of tea, and sat on a bench next to Chu Qianxun. Chu Qianxun said with disgust, "Qin Kun, don't be an eyesore, you will affect my business."

"I……"

"Aren't you free to do? You've been around for a long time."

"Yes!"

"Then go to the village on the other side of the river and take a look around. I bought it there. You can see how we develop it."

To be sent away unexpectedly, Qin Kun was at a loss, Chu Qianxun's stall had no business at all, so what did he send him to do.

Behind the storefront is a river, it is more appropriate to say that it is a repaired canal, with a bridge on it, and there is a deserted village on the other side of the bridge.

I vaguely remember that the first time I saw Yuan Xinghan, he went to this deserted village to sketch.This barren village is very cloudy at night, and during the day, the trees are lush and the sun is not bright, so it is also a shaded place.

"Chu Qianxun is so mysterious, why did you ask me to come here?" Qin Kun felt that Chu Qianxun seemed to be hiding something from him.

……

The autumn sun was slightly cold, and a luxury car was parked in front of the funeral parlor in Linjiang City.

A man in a suit got out of the car. Next to the man, a bald bodyguard with a tattoo on his neck grinned and said, "Boss, you really don't have to come to this place in person. If you want to meet someone, I'll take it back for you."

The bodyguard was smiling and wearing a European-style hoodie. He was originally a European.

Tu Yong said: "Wald, to observe a person, obviously you need to be at his home court."

Tu Yong walked into the funeral parlor, looked at the family members of the deceased crying around, and the smell of paper ashes in the air. To be honest, he didn't like this place very much.

Funeral parlors don't have receptionists, because polite words like "Hello, do you need funeral services?" are cursed. Generally, people who come here will ask themselves.

There were no entertainers in the building, which saved Tu Yong's trouble. Looking at the photos of the employees at the entrance of the building, Tu Yong found Qin Kun.

"The mortician." He murmured about Qin Kun's occupation, which made Tu Yong uncomfortable because of his constant contact with the dead.

But it doesn't matter, my sister is also a wonderful person, she likes to deal with all kinds of people.

In the cold corridor, an old man dragged another old man, shouting loudly.

"Curator! You have to come and get something. The family members of the deceased are clamoring, and our cremation building is also difficult to do! The new embalmer, painted the dead as if he died... I am too embarrassed to explain to the family members of the deceased. .”

Lao Zhou of the cremation building, at this moment, is dragging curator Wang to complain.

The professional quality of the new embalmers is too poor, with a basic salary of 5000 a month, and no professionalism at all. Are these embalmers?He couldn't do even the least amount of respect for the dead, and even said that the dead died suddenly, and of course he didn't die in peace!

This is just looking for trouble!

We are in the business of white affairs, not to cause trouble for the family members of the deceased, okay, where do you have so much sense of justice.

Curator Wang held a teacup with a cold expression on his face.

These little guys are too hateful!

No one is used to it!

Tu Yong was at the entrance of the corridor, and when he heard the word curator, this old man must be the curator on the photo wall, Wang Shouyi.

"Curator Wang?"

Tu Yong stopped Lao Wang, and Lao Wang frowned: "You are?"

"I'll find Qin Kun."

"He's not in now!"

"Where did he go?"

"Fired!"

Curator Wang hurried to the cremation building, but was blocked by a young man of unknown origin, who didn't show a good face.

The European bodyguard in the hoodie took off his hat and grinned: "Old man, can you speak well?"

boom--

Curator Wang raised his foot and kicked it.

At this moment, Wald wanted to save face for Tu Yong, but when he was thinking about how to give the old man a bad blow, he was caught off guard and got kicked in the stomach.

"roll!!!"