The male ticket is the lighthouse jellyfish [Live]

The old man became more and more shameless, and said that he was virtuous and good-looking.

Du Feng looked up, but the fat man and the fat man's father didn't pay attention. Because of his return, the two of them worked together to prepare a few tables of big dishes.

As a restaurant owner, he has all the ingredients, and he can stir-fry a few dishes casually. If Du Feng didn't say not to stir-fry, there would probably be a large table.

Chatting began again on the table, most of them asked Du Feng what he was going to do now?What are your plans for the future?When to find objects and the like.

"It's not too young, it's time to find a partner." The fat dad joked while eating, "When will you bring a date back?"

"Yes." The fat man answered, "I heard that he is good-looking and virtuous, and he does all the housework, isn't it Du Feng?"

"No." Du Feng smiled subtly, "I'm just joking."

Grandpa glanced at him.

Du Feng quickly changed his words, "It's actually better than what I said, and it looks better than a star. The key is that it's in the living room, in the kitchen, and can cook and play the piano. It's very capable."

The grandfather gave him a piece of meat, "Eat more." (⌒v⌒)

Du Feng: "..."

It is wrong to force people to boast like this, let me tell you.

_(:з)」∠)_

"There are people like this?" Fat Dad looked surprised, "Is there any pressure?"

"No, no, no." Of course it will, damn it, he can't get out of bed because he's so high all day, don't stress too much.

And the old man is getting more and more dissatisfied with his desires. He used to do it for two or three hours at a time, but now he can't wait to do it all day, as if he won't be tired.

In fact, with the old man's cultivation, it's okay to work for a few months without rest. Of course, Du Feng would have already lost his braids if he really wanted to do it for a few months.

"Then when will you bring it here for us to see?" Fatty's father glanced at the fat man, "This kid has found a wife to make him proud, so you can bring it here so that he can have a look. What is it that makes people more angry than others?"

Du Feng chuckled, "Okay, I'll bring it next time when I'm free."

Bringing it can scare the fat man's family to death, but he actually found a man, and he was taller than Du Feng.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was good, everyone was talking and laughing, but the fat man's wife was not very talkative, she kept eating and eating, and she almost finished all the dishes on the table.

The fat man smiled mischievously, "Yanyan likes to eat. She can eat things thicker than her own waist. She can finish a whole roasted lamb by herself."

After all, it is a monster, not to mention a roasted whole lamb, even taller than her can be killed, this is just a material limitation, there are not so many, if so much is made, she will eat so much.

Du Feng could feel that her little head was full of three words, eat, eat, eat.

I don't know if the fat man will be poor by her, but since the fat man likes her and knows that she is a demon, he shouldn't mind, and the fat man has a lot of money-making ability, and the whole family is still young, so he has saved a lot of money. They have already bought all the upper floors, and Du Feng's former corner house was also bought by them and used as a warehouse.

After all, this house is close to the stairs, so it is the easiest to see ghosts. It is okay to be a warehouse, but it is embarrassing to live in it. Every three days, I hear unknown voices outside, like a baby or a wild animal.

Occasionally someone would knock on the door, but what they met was Du Feng. Du Feng had the aura of getting up, and if anyone woke him up, he would get angry first, throw a wine bottle over, and the outside was suddenly quiet.

Only money can call him up, and Fatty's whole family, after all, they have to show how much they are favored by others.

The fat dad unloaded the house key and gave it to Du Feng. They bought a house and vacated several rooms.

Du Feng said no, just stay in the old warehouse. Anyway, most of him and his grandfather stay in Xiaotiandi. Xiaotiandi is better than anything else. It is really according to the standard of the family, the kind that suits everything, just mess around outside. , sleep casually.

Because he insisted, the old man agreed, and in the end, the fat father could only give him the key to the warehouse, and Du Feng got the key and took the old man up for a walk.

This room is said to be a warehouse, but it is actually not small, because it is haunted, so no one dares to live in it, no matter how low the money is given, the tenants usually move out within two days.

Because furniture, light bulbs and the like are always broken, Du Feng has a big heart and doesn’t have that concept, even if the light flickers, he thinks it’s a trip, or because it’s old, so he goes out with a flashlight and moves the switch up to continue. Living.

There is a saying that goes well, if there is no ghost in your heart, you will feel that there is no ghost in the whole world.

Even if something goes wrong, it can be explained in a scientific way, such as a twisted foot, isn't the floor slippery?

There is always a sound in the house, isn't it the wind?

The TV keeps turning on by itself, and shit, it crashes again.

In short, Du Feng has survived until now. He used to think it was a coincidence, but now when he opened the door, a gust of air-conditioning came, and the room was gloomy. He used to feel cold behind his back and thought he was wearing less clothes. Now he knows why. It turned out that there was another tenant in the house.

The tenant didn't seem to see them, he patted the old TV with his big butt, and muttered in his mouth, "Why is the TV broken again?"

Du Feng: "..."

It turned out that he had lived with this guy for three or four years, and he didn't even know it.

"You have a big heart." Even the old man couldn't help but give him a blank look, and went to tidy up the house by himself.

In fact, the house is very clean. This ghost seems to have obsessive-compulsive disorder, and he will pick up a rag to clean it. Sometimes Du Feng does not come back for a month, and the house is still spotless, as if someone else lives there. He thinks the windows are not open, so No ash.

The grandfather moved the sundries and sorted out the space for daily use.

Although it is a warehouse, the things are all on the outside, and there is not much storage in the inside. I don't know if the fat dad did it on purpose, or the ghost moved it by himself.

It is possible that the ghost moved it by himself, after all, he also needs living space.

The house can be accommodated by tidying up casually, and the two of them are not polite, so they make the bed first and let Du Feng go up first.

The old man has a slight obsession with cleanliness, and he doesn't like the quilts that others have used. He always uses his own quilts, and Du Feng is used to sleeping on soft brocade quilts, and other quilts are uncomfortable.

The pillows should be scented ones. The grandfather has used incense to fumigate them, and they have special sleep effects. You can lie on the pillow for ten seconds to fall asleep.

Du Feng's buttocks still hurt a little, and the other living grandfathers didn't let him move, just lie on the bed honestly.

It was already noon when the old man finished it. Du Feng hesitated between taking a nap and walking around, and finally chose to take a nap.

Sleep max.

Grandpa won't stop him if he wants to sleep more, as long as he doesn't fool around, there's nothing wrong with being lazy.

He was going to sleep, so the old man walked around. There is only one window without a kitchen, and this room is shady.

The bathroom is pitifully small, without even a mirror. The living room is separated by a partition, and inside is the bedroom. The bedroom is not small, but there is not enough sunlight and it looks very dark.

"Before I knew you, you lived here?" The old man moved a table, leaned against half of the window, put soy sauce and vinegar on it, and prepared to use it as a kitchen.

The partition is not separated, it is just in the middle of the window, which is equal to half of the window in the bedroom and half in the living room.

"It's fine for me to live alone." With his economic conditions, if it wasn't haunted, he wouldn't be able to live in such a good house even if he was killed.

In Du Feng's eyes, this house is already very good. At least there is a bathroom with a dilapidated washing machine in it, and it is enough to stuff clothes in it.

The key point is that it is close to the snack street, which is considered a busy area, and there are all small shops underneath. If it weren't for the haunting, the rent would be at least a thousand.

"I've wronged you." The old man suddenly showed his head from the living room, "Follow me honestly from now on, at least you don't have to worry about food and clothing."

This is what the old man is good at. He is absolutely unambiguous in terms of food and clothing. Although he is very picky and always lives in dilapidated hotels or something, he always cleans up very clean and puts a brocade quilt on him. The bed is soft. , Even when sleeping in a sleeper, the quilt, pillows and even the sheets have been changed.

In fact, the old man's mind is very simple, he only sleeps in the same bed, why should he be so good at other things?The bed is big enough.

If he came out by himself and spent the night directly at the bridgehead, he would only stay with Du Feng.

"I'm wronged." Du Feng's voice became smaller and smaller, "I've been here since I was a child, and I've been used to it for a long time."

That being said, if he was allowed to go back to his previous life, it would be really difficult for him to go from simple to extravagant, and from extravagant to simple.

"No wonder you like money so much." The old man put the pot on the table, "It turns out that you are used to being poor."

Du Feng is a semi-money fan. If you say he loves money, he has principles. If you say he doesn't, he smiles crookedly when he sees money.

"Hmm..." Du Feng's ending was very long, lazily, and he was silent at the end.

The old man poked his head to look. He was already asleep, his face half sunk in the pillow, and the only window barely had light coming in, casting a phantom shadow on his face.

Du Feng is handsome, with bulging cheeks and a little baby fat. When he is guilty, he likes to lick his lips. His tongue goes in and out, which is very cute.

Probably he didn’t even pay attention to it. His mouth was always shedding the skin, because he licked it wet and dry. When I started, it hurt and stung when I ate.

The old man walked over and touched it with his hands. Du Feng's skin was peeling again, and his mouth was very dry.

He wiped it with homemade honey ointment, and all the brands Du Feng used were made by the old man, the old man's brand.

The same is true for soap. Every time I buy a new variety, the grandfather will try to see if he can make it himself. If he can’t, he can buy it.

The key is to make it so ugly that you can't even get it out of your hands. He also likes to think about it by himself. If he makes too much, he will give it to his relatives and friends, saying that he bought it. Does he want to save face?

Obviously shameless.

After the old man wiped it off, there was still some spots on his hands, and he wiped Du Feng's neck by the way. Du Feng would frown if he made a big move, obviously he was disturbed by him.

Du Feng's sleep is okay, but he can't accept such tossing and tossing.

The old man didn't know it at all, he thought it was the sound of the TV that disturbed him, so he ran over and turned off the kid's TV.

As soon as he turned it off, the kid picked up the remote control and turned on the TV again. The old man turned it off again, but he continued to turn it on.

The two of them seemed to be angry, you won't let me, and I won't let you either. In the end, the old man made a false gesture, "He's asleep, wait until he wakes up."

The kid put down the TV remote control in a daze, still a little bit unresponsive.

"So cute." (⌒v⌒)

The kid looked confused, "Are you talking to me?"