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

"No life, lie down, Master is here to see you."

Zuo Jinchen sat by the bed and patted Cui Wuming's head.

Cui Wuming was more than 70 years old, and his head was touched by his master, and two lines of turbid old tears flowed down his face.

"Master..."

The voice is weak, the energy in the middle is weak, and there is almost no energy in it.Qin Kun looked around the ward, not only was there a sense of death, but also a coercion that was unwilling to dissipate.

Cui Wuming, I don't want to die...

Qin Kun stood there, Cui Wuming let go of Master's hand, and stretched out to Qin Kun, Qin Kun held it: "Old Cui, tell your last words."

Cui Wuming's face flushed with anger: "The dog's mouth...can't spit out...ivory!"

The weak gun stick words, like a broomstick hitting the head, Qin Kun scratched his head and smiled: "I usually don't sell other people's favors. I really don't have anything to say?"

Cui Wuming was startled, and suddenly became agitated, only then did he understand the meaning of Qin Kun's words.

"Honghu's life is miserable...my master is old...it's not convenient to take care of him...for me...take good care of him!"

"Small things."

Qin Kun patted the back of Cui Wuming's hand and walked outside the ward without saying anything.

Through the glass, Zuo Jinchen's back was indeed much older, and Qin Kun couldn't bear it.

This is the judge.

Stick to the righteous sect in your heart.

As far as they are concerned, as long as there is a possibility of threatening Huaxia's life and death, they can be killed.

Does being cold-blooded also represent justice?

"You go out first, I have something to say to Wuming." Zuo Jinchen was depressed and waved his hand with difficulty.

Outside the ward, the atmosphere was silent.

Cui Honghu was also in a very depressed mood. Chai Ziyue held him in his arms, patted him comfortingly twice, and began to cry.

This is a child without a home.

Picked up by Zuo Jinchen and raised by Cui Wuming.

The San family is his home, and the ancestor and master are his relatives.

Master's time was running out, which aroused the sadness in Cui Honghu's heart. After the tears welled up, he couldn't stop.

Chai Ziyue touched Cui Honghu's head and said comforting words, but it didn't work. Cui Honghu also knew that his emotions would make the two elderly people in the ward feel more uncomfortable. After crying for a while, he forced himself to hold back and sobbed silently.

Qin Kun sat on the sofa and silently lit a cigarette.

Li Chong also sat beside him.

Hei Huo is the most emotional person in Dou Zong. His eyes are red, and he is simply saying goodbye to life and death. He leads him to think as badly as possible. What if Jing Sansheng died?What if it was Ge Zhan?If Senior Dou Zong is about to leave suddenly like this, what should he do?

"Qin Kun..."

"Ok?"

"Jing San gave birth to him, so he won't die so easily?"

Li Chong licked his teeth and asked carefully.

Qin Kun said: "You live under the same roof. Ask me, an outsider, how do I know. Are you still arguing with Jinghu?"

"No."

"Li Chong, you are 30."

"know."

"Jing Sansheng is your real father."

"No!" Li Chong said suddenly, "I'm a bastard. I've inquired about it. In the Dao of Life and Death, there are not many biological blood."

Pa, Qin Kun slapped him: "Uncle Ge has done blood tests on you and Jing Hu."

Li Chong covered his face: "The results of the blood test can also be falsified. We are all adults, who hasn't played this trick of covering up the facts?"

Qin Kun didn't want to tell him that after Jinghu's karmic seal disappeared, he could reproduce.

"Even if not, what are you going to do?" Qin Kun asked again.

Li Chong had no answer.

Qin Kun said: "Even if you are a wild species, there is still a man who is willing to raise you, bearing your father's name, and still doesn't ask you to change your surname. Jing Huo did nothing wrong, right?"

"He abandoned my mother."

Li Chong was no longer confident, so he murmured, then leaned back on the chair and looked at the ceiling: "Forget it, you are right. I have never dared to face the reality, and I have not asked him about some details. Some I'm at the age where I should know."

Qin Kun didn't continue to dwell on this topic, but fell into a long silence.

……

……

As people get older and mature, they tend to like to think and rarely speak.

Qin Kun became a spectator and stayed with him in the hospital for three days until Cui Wuming passed away.

mid to late December.

The sun is just right, but it can't clear the haze in my heart.

Cui Wuming, head of the San family, died at the age of 71.

Cui Wuming didn't have many friends during his lifetime, and there were not many people at the memorial service.

Qin Kun, Li Chong, Wan Wanlang, Chai Ziyue, Cui Honghu, five people, plus an older man, held a small farewell ceremony.

The make-up was done with the help of Qin Kun, and the staff of the funeral home were amazed. Several embalmers wanted to ask for advice, but Li Chong stared back.

Cui Wuming lay there peacefully, as if he was asleep, and on the body were paper money scattered by Zuo Jinchen himself.

Then, pushed into the cremation furnace.

"A person's death is like a lamp being extinguished, and when a handful of ashes fly into the sky, it's a sad thing."

"In the next life, we will be companions again, drink fine wine and sit on the balcony together."

"Hun'er, fly if you want, don't love the world!"

The ashes were scattered in the Huangpu River, and everyone listened to Zuo Jinchen talking to himself, and accompanied him in the final farewell.

Out of the sea, seabirds are circling, and the breeze is blowing.

After the ashes were scattered, Zuo Jinchen put away all his emotions, looked at Cui Honghu and said, "From now on, you will be the head of the Judgment Family."

"Master..." Cui Honghu panicked.

Zuo Jinchen raised his hand to stop him and said, "Modu, the old man will never come again. If you need help with anything, you can find your senior brothers and sisters. If someone bullies you, you can find the head of Fuyu Mountain. Honghu, when you grow up, what should you do?" Fly."

Zuo Jinchen came suddenly.

He also left suddenly.

That night, Li Chong and his wife left with him, and Qin Kun was arranged here to take care of Cui Honghu for a while.

Qin Kun has no opinion on this.

If you come out to play, you can stay in Shanghai for a while.

……

Cui Honghu had just finished his senior high school entrance examination, and it was supposed to be a relaxing holiday, but it became like this, one can imagine feeling uncomfortable.

If children in the rebellious period suffer from life changes, they will change a lot.Especially this kind of relatives who are important in his life pass away.

Modu, a six-story brick building.

The house is filled with old furniture.

I don’t know how many years the refrigerator has been used. The Haier Brothers on it have turned white, and there is no coffee table.There is only one folding table in the room, and the total area does not exceed 70 square meters.

"You live there." Cui Honghu pointed to Master's room.

Qin Kun entered the room, the room was connected to the balcony, and there were flowers and plants. There was a small wooden table covered with felt, which should be the place where Cui Wuming practiced calligraphy.

The bed was very hard, the old man seems to like this kind of bed.

There is a portrait hanging on the wall, Qin Kun is not too unlucky, there are two photo frames on the bedside, a black and white photo is a group photo of Cui Wuming and Zuo Jinchen, and the words at the bottom are "My love is ten years old, taken in People's Park '.In the photo, Cui Wuming is riding a wooden horse, smiling very happily.

A colored photo is a group photo of Cui Wuming and Cui Honghu, and the words below it are still 'Aitu is ten years old, taken in People's Park'.In the photo, Cui Honghu is wearing a veil, riding a wooden horse, smiling very happily.

"Don't touch!"

Cui Honghu saw Qin Kun holding a photo frame and stood at the door to warn.

Qin Kun glanced over, Cui Honghu was startled, and murmured: "I mean, don't touch it..."

"How do you arrange the summer vacation? Uncle Zuo left me here, I think I should go around with you."

Qin Kun put the photo frame away and asked Cui Honghu what he meant.

Cui Honghu said: "Can you play games?"

Qin Kun blinked: "Not really."

Cui Honghu pursed his lips: "Then there's no need, I don't want to go to other places."

Chapter 1121 The Independent Cui Honghu

Qin Kun couldn't figure out what the young man was thinking.

Master just died, thinking about playing computer, is this looking for something to numb yourself?

Qin Kun doesn't know how to play computers, ghosts will meet, but it's impossible to find an Internet cafe with Cui Hongyu to have a night's sleep, buy a few computers and come back, and there is no room for them in the room.

"How about this, I'll give you some money, you can relax, go on a trip with your classmates, if you need me to accompany you, I'll be with you, how about it?"

"I care about your money?" Cui Honghu glanced at Qin Kun.

Qin Kun's face was dark, and the bear boy's words were always unpleasant.

"There is no harm in having a lot of money, right? You have no source of income now, and the judges have rules, and you are not allowed to go out to practice. You are poor and white, why are you so tough?"

"Judging the character of the family, poverty cannot be moved, it's just money, if I need it, I can earn it myself!"

Qin Kun sighed and didn't take this seriously.

Three days later, Cui Honghu chose to have a tutor in order to prove himself.

This kind of top student who graduated from a prestigious school, has served as the captain of an international debate competition, and is a backbone of exchange students, with strong language skills and clear logic, is quite marketable in the eyes of elementary school parents.

It is said that Cui Honghu was paid 200 yuan an hour after the parents' written test and oral interview.

While Qin Kun smacked his tongue, "This is impossible", Cui Honghu said flatly: "This is what I can do!"

During the day, Cui Honghu gets up at 8 o'clock, takes tutoring at 10 o'clock, finishes at 12 o'clock, and takes another tutoring at 2 o'clock in the afternoon until 4 o'clock.

4 hours, 800 yuan, Qin Kun felt dizzy when he heard it.

It's terrible to be educated. Junior high school students can earn 24000 a month. Who would believe it? !

Qin Kun felt unreliable, so he followed him once, in the name of his eldest brother.

After I went there, I thought I could see something tricky, or I heard parents would complain that the fees were too expensive, but I didn't expect to get great praise from the parents.

"Mr. Qin, is Teacher Xiao Cui your cousin? It's amazing. My child has been studying with him for a few days, and the effect is better than that of the famous teachers in the big class."

The student's parents held Qin Kun's hand, and Qin Kun said in a daze, "No... Brother, don't you think that the price is a bit..."

Before the expensive words were finished, the parents smiled wryly and said: "Mr. Qin, my family is a working class, and the child's mother earns just over 40000 a month. We know that Teacher Xiao Cui is good at teaching, but we hope that there will be no further increases... At that time After we interviewed Teacher Xiao Cui, he interviewed my child again and decided to charge 200 because he thought my daughter was smarter. We have discussed this matter before!"

Qin Kun's eyes twitched.

This guy is still interviewing students? ? ?

In the room, the little girl didn't know whether she was enlightened or met a handsome little brother wearing a veil. In short, she was very interested in learning.Under the guidance of Cui Honghu, he immediately learned to draw inferences from one instance, and his learning ability improved by leaps and bounds.

In the afternoon, after Qin Kun went to the second house, he discovered that the charges were different.

In the family in the afternoon, the child is relatively stupid, and the child's parents feel that they have made a lot of money after charging 300 for an hour.