Flavored candle shop

A young man was riding a dusty battery scooter, with an anxious expression coming this way. When Yu Meng, who was just stupid just now, saw him, he immediately turned over, shouting 'Brother', while facing He staggered away.

The moment the siblings hugged each other, the little girl who had been locked in the coffin for an unknown amount of time finally burst into tears.

When Yu Hai received a call from his neighbor, he rushed home non-stop, but found no one at home and borrowed the neighbor's small battery to chase him out.He had countless guesses and assumptions along the way, but after seeing the weak sister who ran out of the coffin and the father who couldn't get up on the ground, all the guesses were overturned, and everything pointed to the person he least wanted to believe. A fact that had to be faced.

Yu Hai hugged his sister who was crying bitterly, a tear rolled out of the red eye socket, and before the tears flowed, it merged with the sweat on his face, he seemed not crying, but also seemed to be full of tears.

"Mengmeng don't cry anymore, my brother is here, my brother is back... my brother is here to accompany Mengmeng, my brother will destroy... drive away the bad guys!"

Yu Hai gritted his teeth and was deeply distressed when he said this, as if he had already made a certain resolution in his heart.

"..."

"It's really a crime... Yu Meng seems to be only 17 years old, right? Although her head is not bright, she is obedient and clever. She smiles and calls out to everyone she meets, and she is diligent in doing things. What a girl." The musician elder sister picked it up Suona on the ground, filled with righteous indignation, "Old man Yu is really not a thing! My own daughter can go down!"

The coffin-carrying brother muttered: "I just said that there is something wrong with this job. Even if it's a ghost marriage, there is no such shabby one. Not only does it have no banquet, it doesn't even have the 'paperwork' for dowry. A fir-wood recipe sent my daughter out of the house, it's not like marrying a daughter, it's more like... selling a daughter."

"How many ghost marriages actually marry daughters... Sigh, but I really didn't expect that this old man Yu usually looks like a human being, but he is so mad behind his back."

"..."

Fang Chong put away the phone and breathed a sigh of relief: "The police are rushing here and will arrive in about half an hour."

Hearing this, Yu Baoxing, who was lying on the ground, struggled fiercely. Huang Tu gulped his mouth, and his voice became hoarse and ugly: "My daughter, I can marry whoever I want! Is it related to you? What are you meddling with?" ?”

"Do you think I will be afraid of calling the police? The police control the sky and the air, but they can't control me marrying my daughter!"

Hong Yao took a look at Yu Baoxing, who was in a mess and had never changed his mind, and said calmly: "You think too much, our report to the police has nothing to do with your marrying your daughter, but simply accuses you of intentional murder."

Yu Baoxing took a mouthful of soiled saliva, and shouted with a ferocious face: "Yu Meng is my daughter! I am her biological father! She is a fool. I have raised her for so many years, and I am worthy of her! My daughter listens to my father's words." Take it for granted! It's none of your business!"

"All beings are equal, killing is killing, it has nothing to do with whether she is your daughter or not."

"I didn't kill anyone!" Hearing that every word of Hong Yao was inseparable from the word "kill", Yu Baoxing finally couldn't hide the fear in his eyes, and broke down and shouted, "I didn't kill someone! I...I just married my daughter!"

The onlookers under the shade of the tree couldn't bear to watch him any longer, and they ranted against him.

"Old man Yu, stop making excuses. Is there any good family who put their daughter in a coffin to marry? You are a fool, but we are also fools? Or do you think the police are fools?"

"That's right! You stopped us from opening the coffin earlier! Locking a girl in her teens in a coffin in such a hot day isn't killing people, what is it?! We are all witnesses!"

"I've lived for decades, and this is the first time I've seen such a vicious person! If this little brother didn't stop us, we would really bury the coffin in the grave... wouldn't we become an accomplice of a murderer?" Already?!"

As soon as the irritable coffin-carrier brother said this, the rest of the relatives who were sending them off were shocked.

yes!They were the ones who carried the coffin, they were the ones who delivered the coffin, and they were the ones who dug the grave and buried the coffin... If Yu Meng was really buried alive and suffocated to death, wouldn't they be the accomplices!

Thinking that their hands were almost forced to be killed without knowing it, everyone broke out in fright, and shot towards Baoxing like a knife.

Yu Baoxing trembled from the angry eyes of the crowd, and opened his mouth to speak, when the red medicine standing beside him suddenly shoveled lightly with his toes, and the pure natural fine sandy loess that had fully withstood the sun, wind, and rain of nature was directly and accurately pasted. took a sip from him.

Yu Baoxing: "Cough cough cough cough!"

"Shut up if you don't know how to speak human words." Hong Yao clapped her hands nonchalantly, and when Fang Chong took out a big black umbrella from the car and was about to open it, she stopped her and said, "Don't open an umbrella, it's time to go to bask in the sun." Go to bad luck."

Fang Chong paused the hand holding the umbrella, and said with some embarrassment: "But the boss has delicate skin...cough, he can't get the sun."

Of course a macho doesn't bother to wear a sun umbrella, bronze skin is the best sign of a macho...but his boss is not a macho.

Hong Yao took a closer look at Pei Ci, and found that he hadn't stood in the sun for long, and his skin, which was always fair to almost pale, was already a little red.

That's not okay!The face of this noble employee is not only his own face, but also the face of their incense and candle shop!It is a valuable face!

As soon as the picture of Pei Ci sitting in the incense and candle shop with peeling, red and swollen face appeared in his mind, Hong Yao's heart tightened, and he grabbed the big black umbrella from Fang Chong's hand, and supported Pei Ci himself overhead.

"You must take good care of yourself, President Pea!" Hong Yao looked into Pei Ci's eyes and instructed earnestly.

Pei Ci didn't react, and asked in a daze, "Pea...what?"

"It's nothing, nothing." Hong Yao looked away from the beautiful scenery like red plums growing on snow, and said with a smile, "I praise you for your good skin."

Pei Ci: "...Thank you."

But I also heard the story of the princess and the pea...

The atmosphere was a bit delicate, but fortunately, Fang Chong, an employee of Miyoshi, made a timely rescue and said, "Boss Hong, isn't there a living person in the coffin of this dark marriage? Let's go to the bad luck?"

"Sometimes the malice of the living is much more vicious than the ghosts of the dead." Hong Yao glanced at Yu Baoxing's dark eyes, and curled his lips, "Besides, although the 'brides' is alive, the 'groom' Guan' is a real dead person."

"Can we not be hated by disturbing other people's happy event like this? Of course we have to get rid of the bad luck."

Destroying the marriage of people is still life and death, but destroying the marriage of ghosts... then it is really necessary to get rid of the bad luck!

Fang Chong raised his hands and rubbed his arms that had been scorched by the sun, and worried about his frail boss, "Then why not... Boss, you put your face under the umbrella and stretch out your hands and feet to bask in the sun?"

You can go as much as you want!

Pei Ci: "..." That's not necessarily the case.

Hong Yao looked at Pei's "poor and delicate" Ci with complex and indescribable eyes, and he couldn't help feeling a hot and heavy sense of responsibility in his heart, and he comforted him: "Don't worry, with me around, I won't be affected by any bad luck." your body!"

Wang Cai Ruyi, who likes Pei Ci very much, jumped over, patting his small chest and scrambling to show his loyalty: "Brother Pei Ci, don't be afraid, we will protect you!"

Peipei tilted his little head, it was rare that he didn't keep up with his friends, his inexplicable intuition told him that the quiet and gentle brother Pei Ci might not need their protection...

Hong Yao glanced over the two lively paper-made boys, his eyes lit up when he saw the little paper caps on their heads, and he clapped his hands and said, "Yes!"

Hong Yao turned around and got into the car. Within a few minutes, he returned to Pei Ci with a ginger-yellow object, his eyes sparkling in anticipation: "Try it!"

Although I knew that Hongyao’s hands are very skillful, and the lifelike and lifelike paper people on the walls of the incense and candle shop are the best proof, but folding a fisherman’s hat out of paper in a few minutes is beyond the scope of dexterity... Also very attentive.

Pei Ci took the paper hat, and was attracted by the round and lovely green grains on it. These are... peas?

"I specially made the wide brim," Hong Yao lowered his voice, "and used a little 'trick', don't worry, it's absolutely comfortable to shade!"

Pei Ci carefully put on the thin paper hat on top of his head. He was wearing a white top and light-colored jeans, which was rare today. He was a little less calm than usual and more of a rare fresh and youthful look. The cute and childlike turmeric fisherman hat directly softens the age by several years. No one would think that he has been working for several years and manages a huge company with ease.

A strand of disobedient hair sticks out of the brim of the hat, Hong Yao subconsciously raises her hand to press it back, and Pei Ci, who lowered her eyes to straighten the folds of her umbrella, raises her eyes in doubt, but Hong Yao has quickly put her hands behind her back.

He gently twirled his fingertips...so thin and soft.

His hair is not like this. Although it is black and smooth, it is rough and unmanageable. Occasionally, if he sleeps in a bolder position, it will definitely become a chicken coop the next morning.

Such soft and smooth hair will definitely not have such troubles... Hong Yao is a little bit envious.

"Brother is eccentric!" Hong Yao was about to ask Pei Ci what shampoo he usually uses, when the little girl Ruyi protested resentfully, "We don't even have Xiaodoudou on our hats! Only Brother Pei's has them!"

"That's right, because your elder brother Pei is special and different from you." The little ghosts can't be seen by others when they wear hats, and they can only admire each other, but Pei Ci wants to meet people, so of course he should be more refined.

Besides, can mass production compare with exclusive customization?

Ju... actually admitted it directly like this? !No coaxing or head pats!Ruyi's red eyes widened in disbelief and aggrieved.

Fang Chong couldn't see the cute little girl showing such an expression of wanting to cry, so he quickly comforted her and said, "If you want to be open, the world is likely to be unsatisfactory. You still have a little hat, but I don't even have a piece of paper." No."

Ruyi paused and blinked: "That's right."

After only being wronged for a minute, Ruyi bounced away.

Fang Chong: "..." Although, there is no need to recover so quickly!You make me feel miserable like this!

"Boss, don't take this umbrella for now...use it for me."

He has had enough...