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The workers delivered the refrigerator to the gate of Bai's house, and all the neighbors in Yu Qingli stretched their heads to see that Mr. Bai bought a refrigerator at home, which is really rich.

Huo Zhenye rolled up his sleeves and moved in.

"Sir, shall we carry it in for you?"

"No need." Although Bai Zhun didn't say it, he must hate strangers entering his house.

The refrigerator looked no taller than a person, and it took a lot of effort to move it up. Huo Zhenye moved it to the hallway and put it down for a rest.

Bai Zhun's bamboo wheelchair rolled over quietly: "Is this the only thing that can hold ice cream?"

"Yes, the ice cream will be delivered right away, soda first." Huo Zhenye took a breath, "I'll move it to the kitchen for you after I have a rest."

That's it?Still have to rest?

"Axiu." Bai Zhun called out.

Axiu moved in response, she hugged the refrigerator with both hands, and sent it steadily to the kitchen.

Huo Zhenye was dumbfounded, Axiu was actually a female wrestler when she grasped Willow's waist so gracefully.

Bai Zhun glanced at him, and asked in a complacent tone of "what's all the fuss?", "Where's the soda?"

Huo Zhenye shook his head and smiled, it's normal for his elder brother to be weird, and it's normal for his younger sister to be weird.He turned around and brought in two boxes of soft drinks, chilled them in the refrigerator and took them out for Bai Zhun to drink.

The glass bottle was filled with orange soda, the color was very beautiful, when the cap was opened, tiny bubbles burst up from the bottom of the bottle, Bai Zhun took a sip.

He choked, and a puff of air rushed out of his nose. He was about to throw the thing aside, and he smacked his tongue and thought it tasted good: "The black one, open a bottle for me too."

The black one was ebony soda, Huo Zhenye willingly waited on Bai Zhun, opened the soda and brought it to him, and even opened a bottle for Axiu.

Axiu took it and held it in her hand, but she didn't drink it. Instead, she stood in the courtyard and shone the glass bottle in the sun, watching the small bubbles rise from the bottom of the bottle.

Bai Zhun and Huo Zhenye were two people, one was sitting in a wheelchair, the other was squatting beside the wheelchair, and each had a bottle of orange soda, watching Axiu play with glass bottles in the courtyard.

"Where do I sleep tonight?" Huo Zhenye asked.

Bai Zhun laughed angrily at him: "Do you want to be ashamed?"

"Liu Er ran away, I don't worry about you." Huo Zhenye continued to be shameless, anyway, he had to stay here today, and he would not leave if he was chased away.

Bai Zhun snorted: "You caught Liu Er, you're still worried about yourself."

"Then... I don't worry about myself, so I'll protect me for you." Huo Zhenye immediately changed his words, and he was as good as he was, and he even pretended to look at the paper figurines in Bai Zhun's room, "This General Yue is so powerful, he will definitely be able to protect me."

Bai Zhun glanced at him, knowing what to do: "Yes, I'll let it stand by your bedside at night."

Huo Zhenye was a little surprised, he didn't expect that Bai Zhun would actually let him stay.

Bai Zhun's complexion was bad at first, but when he saw Huo Zhenye's surprise, his complexion became even worse, and he threatened him unwillingly: "My house is haunted at night."

"Then, shall I squeeze with you?" After Huo Zhenye finished speaking, he covered his face with an ouch, and a group of yellow shadows flew out of the room, pounced on him, and pecked wildly on his hair.

He waved Huang Ying away, and when he looked up, he saw a pinball-sized oriole, round and fat, bouncing back and forth like a cannonball.

Huo Zhenye covered his head in surprise, staring at the little thing circling around: "You still have birds?"

"I don't feed animals." Bai Zhun pointed out, and glanced at Huo Zhenye.

Huo Zhenye used his ears for display, pretending not to hear, he looked carefully at the oriole, and there was nothing like a real bird, it turned out that it was made of paper, so alive, it was released by the owner to be used as a cannon.

After the oriole finished pecking at Huo Zhenye, it flapped its wings triumphantly. With a flick of its tail, it flew onto Axiu's shoulder. I heard birds chirping.

Huo Zhenye looked at Huang Que and then at Bai Zhun, he was really like a master, such a small thing dared to mess with him.

"There are only two living people in your room, right?" Huo Zhenye asked curiously.

His original intention was to say that Bai Zhun and Axiu, Bai Zhun's eyes blinked, and he acquiesced.

Huo Zhenye was silent for a while, the more mysterious Bai Zhun was, the more he wanted to know, he had been growing up among piles of papers, and it was hard for him to have a living person to accompany him, and he couldn't speak and was insane.

Huo Zhenye couldn't tell what the feeling was rushing into his heart. He swallowed it all, and asked nonchalantly, "What do you want to eat tonight? Steamed pork with lotus leaf powder? Creamy Portuguese chicken? Or light chicken porridge?"

"Cream Portuguese Chicken." I haven't eaten this before.

Huo Zhenye immediately drove to buy it. He was the seventh young master of the Huo family, and he was about to become Bai Zhun's servant.

He brought back a table of western dishes, buttery Portuguese chicken, baked clams, and noodles with bolognese sauce.There are even two types of soup, tomato beef, and creamy mushroom.

Huo Zhenye bought three copies, but he and Bai Zhun were the only ones on the table, so he didn't find it strange. Axiu was a girl, she was a little shy, and it was normal not to eat with them.

Bai Zhun watched Huo Zhenye eating spaghetti with a fork, rolling it back and forth, he picked up two bamboo chopsticks, what could compare to these two bamboos, how could one eat noodles without chopsticks.

Then he was picky again: "This side is not cooked, it is hard."

But he tasted a few mouthfuls of each dish, the chicken in the Portuguese chicken didn't move, and the potatoes were all gone.

Sweet, soft and rotten.Huo Zhenye summed up Bai Zhun's taste, and it turned out that he was the mouth of an old lady.

He cleaned up Bai Zhun's leftover dishes, moved himself a deck chair, sat in the patio, played a record on the gramophone, and felt like the old man of the family.

The door rang twice, and Axiu went to open the door. Huo Zhenye stuck his head out of the patio and saw Han Zhu standing in the hallway.

She didn't expect to meet Huo Zhenye here again, and nodded to him.

Huo Zhenye also nodded to her, and no one mentioned anything about Han's small courtyard.

Han Zhu bowed and said, "Seventh Master, I'm here to fetch the things my father used to burn for a hundred days."

"The flower basket is ready, I will make the paper boat again, and I will send it to you then."

Han Zhu took the flower basket and was not in a hurry to leave. She said to Bai Zhun, "Master Qi, I want to divorce Liu Da in front of my father's grave, and ask Master Qi to be a witness for me."

This marriage was arranged for his daughter by Han San when he was still alive. There was a marriage certificate, a big matchmaker, and a witness. Speaking of which, Bai Zhun was still the witness.

He thought it was troublesome, even though the person didn't show up, he had given a gift and received a matchmaker's gift, so he should pay it back.

Bai Zhun nodded: "Yes."

Han Zhu saluted again: "Thank you Qiye." After speaking, he carried the flower basket and opened the Bai family.

"28 Han San burned for a hundred days." Huo Zhenye suddenly remembered that even if Liu Er escaped, even if he didn't go back to Han's small courtyard, he would definitely visit Han San's grave.

Bai Zhun glanced at him and remained calm.

Huo Zhenye pondered for a moment, and said frankly to Bai Zhun: "I will notify the arresting house."

Bai Zhun wanted to make a paper boat to send Han San off. He turned the wheelchair and went into the house. Huo Zhenye thought he was angry and wanted to defend himself: "Su Manli is innocent."

Killing without distinction, Liu Er chose the beauty of Huaguo, if it wasn't Su Manli, it would be one of the remaining ten. Su Manli was just unlucky.

"It's up to you." He has already repaid Sanmen's love, if Han San is not satisfied, he can come to him in a dream.

Bai Zhun sat down at the table and lit a piece of white wax first.

The thin bamboo is split into strips with a bamboo knife, each bamboo strip is polished smooth, and the thin bamboo is stacked in front of the table, which is the ship's bone.

Then spread out the whole yellow paper, grind the ink of various colors, and draw the boat clothes.

It was the first time Huo Zhenye saw Bai Zhun's ability. He watched Bai Zhun hold a pen with both hands, one hand drew the tiger's head in front of the boat, and the other hand drew the lotus leaves at the bottom of the boat.

These two hands seem to have their own masters and perform their duties.

Bai Zhun is double-minded, he is drawing paper boat clothes with his pen, he is still looking at Huo Zhenye from the corner of his eye, he doesn't stop when he is noisy, and he doesn't make a sound when he is quiet.

Huo Zhenye felt his gaze: "What's the use of piercing this boat?"

After Bai Zhun finished painting the tiger head, he added water ripples on the lotus leaves: "Send the ghost."

On the hundredth day, the boat bridge is burned, and the undead cross the river in a paper boat. This is the time when the ghosts detained in the world enter the dark journey.

Huo Zhenye went to a private school for a few years, received a Western-style education, and went abroad to study abroad. There is no other country that lives and dies like the Chinese.

Burning cold clothes for the dead for food, boat bridge paper horses, Jinshan brocade, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe that ghosts really exist in this world.

Bai Zhun lit a candle and made a paper boat, and Huo Zhenye sat and waited for him, watching him make the boat bones and paint the boat clothes, and he was almost done.

Unexpectedly, he tied up the villains on the boat again, ten boatmen on each side of the boat, and a deacon for opening the gong at the bow, after finishing these, Bai Zhun let go of his wrist.

The candle was extinguished instantly, and Bai Zhun put down the bamboo knife.

There were lights in the room, but he still lit candles, Huo Zhenye didn't ask, he just stared at the paper boat.

The paper boat was extremely delicate, and the doors and windows on the boat could be opened. Huo Zhenye glanced at Bai Zhun's fingertips and wondered how this skill was honed.

Huo Zhenye didn't regard this boat as a funeral boat for the dead, he regarded it as a superb handicraft, but such a thing would be burned in just one day.

Bai Zhun rubbed his fingertips: "What are you looking at?"

"I think this can be put in a glass cabinet and displayed in an art gallery."

Bai Zhun smiled lightly, there is no world-famous paper maker in this world.

"What is this?" Huo Zhenye asked, pointing to a chair on the bow deck.

"This is Han San's seat."

"I know, I mean what are those two next to it?" For whom?

Bai Zhun stopped talking, rolled his wheelchair, and went straight to the bedroom. Huo Zhenye followed him a few steps, and Bai Zhun gave him a sideways look.

Does he really want to sleep on his bed?

Huo Zhenye sighed: "I'll put you on the bed."

It sounds even more outrageous!

Bai Zhun walked in, and the bedroom door slammed shut. Huo Zhenye bumped his nose against the bamboo door. He rubbed the bridge of his nose and asked, "Then where do I sleep?"

Bai Zhun was silent, but Axiu slipped out, she pointed to the attic, Huo Zhenye followed her up, and moved a low bamboo bed down.Axiu also brought him a thin blanket and pillow, and let him spend the night in the main room.

Bai Zhun ordered Axiu to finish these tasks, although he was given a bed to sleep in, but there were paper dolls everywhere in the main room, seeing him sleep all night, he was not afraid.

Huo Zhenye moved the bamboo bed to the edge of the patio, and looked at the stars and moonlight above his head, and slowly said to the paper figurines in the room: "Brothers, don't look, I don't have an extra eye?"

The paper "Erlang God" glared at him with three empty eyes. Other paper figurines have two eyes without eyes, but this one has three eyes without eyes.

After Huo Zhenye finished speaking, the paper oriole jumped onto his bed, stomped on his pillow, and made a nest in Huo Zhenye's hair, sleeping comfortably.

Huo Zhenye couldn't help turning over, and the oriole fell out of his hair.

It followed Bai Zhun's temperament and couldn't make a sound. It also poked his head with its sharp beak. Suddenly, Huo Zhenye thought of something. He tapped the little squirrel with his big palm and rubbed its head: "You little thing wants to sleep with me!" , does your master also want to sleep with me?"

Bai Zhun opened his eyes and choked with anger. If he had known earlier, he shouldn't have given him a quilt, and let him freeze to death!

The author has something to say: Huo·Unbelievable·Zhen Ye: I am very happy

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