Does Jin Chan still need Shen Yuan after taking off its shell?

, the mother blamed the father for not coming home, and the father blamed the mother for not cooking.

Not a good thing.

"This family can't stay anymore!" "Have you ever taken care of the child after it's born? I'm the one who maintains this family..."

The endless hysterical quarrels, and—

He covered the eyes of his younger siblings and said over and over again:

"It's okay. It'll pass. Don't be afraid..."

He believed everything he said.

In short, it will not be a good thing.

What about poverty?So what about being rich?

Who doesn't have a hard-to-recite scripture?There are bound to be conflicts in life.There is seldom a man without a mind of his own—unless he is an empty shell.

A bit more refined is called the walking dead.

It's a very good American drama.

Then Cheng Yuan appeared in his dream.

He was as it was on the file first.He is very gentle, with dimples on the side of his face.

The young painter looked at them indifferently without saying a word, and found a corner to sit down and hold a drawing board and mutter to himself.

In a blink of an eye, the indifferent criminal appeared beside him, turned back to his haggard appearance and leaned against the wall, watching him and his younger siblings hiding under the blanket and quarreling with their parents could only tremble.

"Nice. Family."

Cheng Yuan saw nothing.It can also be said that he was staring at Police Officer Zheng in a daze.He stretched out his hand and smiled unexpectedly like an angel.

"I love little kids. I won't hurt him."

Exactly the same rhetoric as in the file.

High-sounding, make people laugh.

Still not a good thing.

Then there is the videotape of Cheng Yuan's trial, as well as the audio recording of the statement.

This time there was no one else, but Cheng Yuan was sitting side by side with him in a feminine way with his legs hugged, watching the projection of the old projector on the wall.

They didn't communicate with each other, only hearing Cheng Yuan's sophistry.

"He is my student's son. My student had a conflict with her boyfriend and put the child in my care."

Then came this case.

The victim's eyes were shaved off.

Red triangle scarf.

The widow was crying.

How to ask for help with a broken throat?

The rain fell on the ground and turned red; the potatoes held a concert, and the performance rolled in the mud; the carnival fans jumped into the water and degenerated into lobsters, which were picked up and cooked.The passion fruit burst open, and the sac inside turned into fish roe, swirling in the air, and changed into gold grains and flew into the field to grow bright yellow buds.The clown with his shoes on backwards laughed and spit out fireballs, burning everything in chaos.

There were people crying in the fire, and police officer Zheng went to look for it and found Cheng Yuan hanging from a tree.

Soon the rope was unbearable to the flames and broke in the middle.Cheng Yuan hit the ground and turned into a puddle of mud.

According to the routine, he should open his eyes.

Police officer Zheng thought endlessly.

I don't know when he fell asleep, and when he opened his eyes, Comrade Xiao Zheng saw Cheng Yuan first.

When he stared at Cheng Yuan, Cheng Yuan was also staring at him.

The air is quiet.

The cat stopped meowing, and the cicadas stopped making noise.

There is only the sound of breathing in my ears.Cheng Yuan seemed to have just woken up, and his thoughts were still a little chaotic.

"Morning (good morning) oh."

His tone of greeting seemed to be full of jujubes, and he was about to eat up all the words.

The gongs and drums of Peking Opera came from downstairs, singing old-fashioned.Why use the light to look at Jiao Niang.

The soundproofing here is really poor.

There is another problem besides this.

Officer Zheng sat up from the bed vigilantly.

"How did you get into bed?"

Cheng Yuan lay on the bed like a puppet without a soul.

He rolled his eyes without emotion, and replied calmly, "You carried me up."

This is not something that should be stated in such a calm tone.

But Cheng Yuan is so calm.

He propped himself up slowly, and casually changed himself into an undershirt.

"I guess you must have sleepwalking, that's why they threw you at me."

Great, Mr. Godstick. One point for Cheng.

joy and sorrow

Woke up early in the morning, Officer Zheng was still thinking about what Cheng Yuan had said before.He has been troubled by sleepwalking for a long time, and there is no solution for the time being.

He checked his phone, the time was 06:30.If you go out now, there should be still time.

He simply combed his hair and walked out with the documents, Cheng Yuan threw him a paper bag.

Inside is a sandwich.

Lettuce egg salad, no meat.

It's not easy to get eggs.

Officer Zheng was reluctant, so he reluctantly thanked him and received a call from the bureau.

"Damn it, you don't need to come today. That's not as good as a frog pissing, so fucking turn yourself in!"

The other party hung up the phone very simply.

Cheng Yuan turned to look at him, the water on the vegetables burst in the oil pan.

The atmosphere is not quiet.

But embarrassing.

In this awkward realm, the doorknob turns.

The person who pushed the door and entered the room was about the same age as Cheng Yuan, not tall.He looked tired, with a look of anger on his brows.

Officer Zheng suspected that he was here to find fault and subconsciously blocked his sight.

The visitor ignored him and shouted over Officer Zheng, "Hey! Did you find my sister?"

Snapped.

Cheng Yuan turned off the fire and threw the pot away.Holding the shovel, he was no longer as calm as before, "Crazy! I can't find it, go back to your house and take medicine!"

"I'm not sick!" The visitor put away the keys, closed the door, and yelled around Police Officer Zheng, "She lived! I know she's still alive, even if the world is destroyed, even that old, cunning bastard won't die."

"Why do you think she exists?" Cheng Yuan threw the porcelain plate on the gas stove, and the spatula slid across the black pot, making a noise like fingernails hanging on a blackboard.

"Because she fought with others and smashed the wall of my house." The visitor said the almost impossible words seriously, "With her dolls, they are so expensive that they will be displayed in Le Zhong's museum."

Cheng Yuan sighed, he obviously gave up trying to convince this lunatic, "Then why should I help you?"

The well-dressed lunatic showed a determined smirk, and he was very proud, "I am your landlord. After your house was confiscated, I bought this building. I didn't change the chain, is that interesting?"

Cheng Yuan put the vegetables on the table without saying a word, and carried them to wash the pot.The man sat down at the dining table and commented, "Hey, you put your things in the refrigerator. It's all rotten. Hey~ I just bought meat mooncakes yesterday."

Seeing that Cheng Yuan didn't intend to introduce, Officer Zheng had no choice but to take out his notebook and ask, "What's your name? Report your ID number."

"Ask your boss." The visitor was sloppy, unable to talk about business, "Zheng Yi, right?"

Zheng Yi was alert: "Who are you?"

The other party didn't understand, and looked at Cheng Yuan with a smile.Cheng Yuan didn't take kindly to him, "Your cousin of Director Pan, the son of painter Wang Ling. Wang Qi."

"Just say that I'm Wang Qi, and don't come here for those that are available." Wang Qi ate the sandwich in his hand nonchalantly, vaguely saying that it was not as delicious as his sister's cooking.

It turned out to be Chief Pan's cousin, so that made sense.

Wang Qi gave his brother a headache.It is said that before the college entrance examination, he suddenly said that he had a sister.Director Pan originally thought he was saying that his dead girlfriend didn't care much.As a result, he later said that his missing sister was named Wang Ke.

The description was decent, and I even drew a sketch.

If it wasn't for the fact that the kid's parents had both died at the age of six and had been boarding at Chief Pan's house, Chief Pan would have believed him.

"How do you know him?" Zheng Yi whispered to Cheng Yuan, "He likes men."

"He's my classmate, of course I know." Cheng Yuan didn't take his words seriously, pulled Wang Qi up from his seat as a matter of course, and pushed him away, "Go play with your imaginary friend."

"My sister is real." Wang Qi grabbed the door frame without letting go, "Don't drive me away! I'm going to hide here for a few days, and the crazy Pan Hua will lock me up."

Cheng Yuan had nothing to do with him, and went to wash the dishes with his forehead, "I really miss the way you bastard is softly called Brother Pan Hua."

"That's because I wanted to chase him." Wang Qi admitted frankly, "I waited until Sister Li passed away, and he wanted to send me to the hospital."

Cheng Yuan pointed out the location of the tea leaves to him, and Wang Qi made tea for himself very familiarly.

Cheng Yuan began his impassioned speech: "So, what kind of real person do you love? Only paper is beautiful, and you can draw whatever style you like."

The tea came into contact with hot water, but was poured out within half a minute.The rich second generation was very particular about making tea, and Zheng Yi suspected that he would be able to perform a tea ceremony if conditions did not allow him to do so.

"My sister also said that a doll without emotion is good." Wang Qi obviously didn't believe his evil, and slowly blew the tea foam, "But when she meets her little girlfriend, it's really... wait, that iron bump will fall in love?"

He abruptly denied himself, covered his head and fell into confusion.

"I'll go to bed and lie down. Anyone who comes will say I'm not here."

Putting these words aside, Wang Qi put down his teacup, leaned against the wall to open the locked door.

Seeing that the room was full of dust, he silently closed the door, and threw himself onto the mat sensibly.

Soon he got up, turned on the air conditioner to sweep the dust, and applied the refrigerant.

"Electricity bill." Cheng Yuan carried the blanket into the closet, not forgetting to remind him of this.

"I'll take care of it." Dandy turned on the air conditioner ostentatiously, and closed the window after confirming that there was no cold air from it and no musty smell.

The two nocturnal animals were sleeping soundly, and Zheng Yi didn't want to be disturbed and wanted to go outside to wait for the shift change.

Going out of the room is facing a heat wave.Zheng Yi closed the door, feeling that Cheng Yuan was not as good as a lunatic.

At about nine o'clock, there was a knock on the door.

Wang Qi threw a pillow at Zheng Yi and ordered him to open the door.

Zheng Yi had no choice but to leave the air-conditioned room and meet the uninvited guests despite the summer test.

Outside the door is Director Pan who is smoking.

Seeing Zheng Yi poking his head out, he naturally threw away the cigarette butt and crushed it with the toe of his shoe, "My brother is here?"

He looked a head taller than his brother, more reliable in every sense of the word.

"Yes." Mingren didn't say any secret words, Zheng Yi decisively sold him out.

Pan Hua followed him into the house and saw Wang Qi turning back from the window.

"It's hot outside."

Wang Qi can always give strange reasons