Soul Eater

Bao Xiaohu was the first to react.

It's a pity that he was frightened not long ago, and now he extracted a key piece of information from the conversation of several people present.

What's the meaning!Are these really ghosts? ! !

The three ghosts are still defending themselves, saying that they are now employees of the haunted house, and scaring people is just a job requirement, and it is their duty. It really makes people feel that something is wrong and there is no way to refute it.

Bao Xiaohu went up and ruthlessly exposed their excuses: "You guys are trying to be scary on purpose, besides those hands grabbing my ankles, I also felt someone licking my neck!"

The neck is the place where the yang energy of a living person is the strongest. Bao Xiaohu actually doesn't know this, he just feels that he has been played by someone, oh no, by a ghost.

After being exposed by him in this way, the three ghosts looked at each other and started talking in a low voice.

"What? Did you lick it?"

"I didn't lick him, why should I lick him?"

"..."

In the end, the female ghost in white said coyly, "I licked it. His yang energy is too strong, so I couldn't hold back."

Case solved.Lou Daochang raised his eyebrows, and immediately gained a lot of confidence. He took this opportunity to educate and said: "Stealing the yang energy of a living person, now that the witnesses and material evidence are all there, what else do you have to deny!"

The ghosts looked at each other, and began to sigh that it was not easy for ghosts to be born, but they just secretly licked the yang energy of a living person, and they were about to be subdued by Taoists?

"Leave it to me." Xiao Siming stepped forward, and the ghosts backed away as if seeing the King of Hades when they saw him, and huddled together with their backs against the wall. Poor little.

Although I don't know what Fellow Daoist Xiao did to make them so scared, but if they are forced hard and the resentment of these ghosts is aroused, the situation may be a little difficult to control.

Daoist Lou thought for a moment, then stepped forward and said: "Friend Daoist Xiao, they seem to be against you, why don't you leave it to the poor Taoist, and let the poor Taoist recite a mantra for them."

Daoyou Xiao cast a faint glance at him when he heard the words, I don't know if it was his illusion, at that moment, Daoyou Xiao's eyes were pitch black, like an abyss where no light could be seen, it made people's scalp go numb, but it was just a flash of God's effort, It returned to normal again.

"Yeah." Xiao Siming's tone was light, he restrained the impatience in his eyes, retreated to Ruan Yang's side, and looked here quietly.

Wei Xuan asked in a low voice, "Well, Ghost King..."

Xiao Siming glanced at the three wild ghosts that were obviously too much to eat, and replied indifferently: "Eat."

As soon as the words were finished, the three Taoist priests looked back in unison, their eyes were confused, and they suspected that they had just experienced auditory hallucinations.

Wei Xuan: "..."

"Haha!" He deliberately emphasized his tone, and at the same time gave Ruan Yang a wink, "It turns out that he has been subdued!"

Ruan Yang also reacted, and praised sincerely: "Yes, Mr. Xiao is amazing!"

Under his praise, Xiao Siming's expression slowly eased, and the inexplicably tense atmosphere in the air before was also cleared away.

Daoist Lou breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly lamented that Xiao Daoyou didn't know who his master was, and he was so powerful at such a young age.

When this matter is resolved, he will definitely have a good discussion with Taoist Xiao and the others.

Now that the ghost king has been eliminated, they can concentrate on saving ghosts.

Having said that, it is not so easy to get ghosts to let go of their obsessions obediently. The Rebirth Mantra only plays a supporting role, and whether it can succeed mainly depends on the consciousness of the ghost.

The task of saving time itself is quite laborious. If the saving is not successful, you have to take the three ghosts back to the Taoist temple, ask for the blessing of the ancestor master, and then save them again.

So Lou Daochang turned his head and told them: "Pindao will recite the mantra of rebirth for you later, you should try to learn to let go of your obsessions. By the way," Lou Daochang glanced at them. The general clothes and props, some headaches said: "What are these costumes?"

Knowing that they don't need to be sent into Xiao Siming's stomach, and they don't need to be beaten to death, the three ghosts are moved to tears, thinking that it's great to be able to die.

Mentioning the outfits on their bodies, they explained: "These are work clothes. Our original appearance is not scary enough, so we want to make ourselves look scarier through makeup."

Ruan Yang couldn't help but curiously asked, "Who are you pretending to be?"

The female ghost in white with disheveled hair: "Bai Wuchang!"

After that, it pointed to the male ghost wearing a black hat and a ghost doll mask: "It is black impermanence."

Ruan Yang: "..."

He thought to himself, if he dressed up like this, and Mr. Hei Wuchang was present, he might sue you for violating his right of reputation.

Lou Daochang obviously also felt that these two "black and white impermanence" outfits were too eye-catching, so he waved his hands and said, "Okay, let's go with these outfits first!"

He turned his head to greet the other two priests: "Junior brother, set up the formation."

The three ghosts looked a little sullen.

Although they have been working in the haunted house for half a month, because there are not many tourists and not enough screams, they don't really want to reincarnate yet.

However, there were three Taoist priests who were waiting to save them, and Xiao Siming who showed appetite for them in the back. No matter how reluctant they were, they could only reluctantly take off their clothes under the watchful eyes of the crowd. .

The female ghost in white took off a wig that covered her face, revealing a pale face. Because she was hanged, her eyes almost bulged out of their sockets, and her tongue stuck out long enough to reach her waist. I can't take it back.

The one who jumped off the cliff and died was even worse. Not to mention his body was cut into several parts, and a piece of his head was also cut off. After the mask was taken off, the bloody face under the mask was exposed, and his brain was almost overflowing.

The only person who looked like a human was probably the one who committed suicide by drinking dichlorvos. At most, his face was a little purple, but against the backdrop of the other two, it seemed perfectly normal.

Everyone: "..."

Ruan Yang couldn't help but think, with their looks, acting in their true colors is obviously more scary than dressing up.

The three ghosts couldn't help but feel a little guilty when they saw that everyone was staring at them suddenly and didn't speak.

The three of them were quite polite, thinking that they were going to reincarnate soon anyway, so they sincerely bowed to Bao Xiaohu who was just scared by them to express their apologies: "I'm really sorry just now, hope you do not mind."

However, because the bow was too wide, a drop of blood rushed from the male ghost whose head had been cut off, and splashed on Bao Xiaohu's face.

Bao Xiaohu: "..." He wiped his face dully, looking at the sticky blood on his hands.

Then, he glanced at the three wild ghosts in front of him in a trance.

"........."

Bao Xiaohu moved his mouth, looking at the shape of his mouth, he seemed to be calling for help.

Then he thumped and finally collapsed to the ground.

There was a moment of silence.

Under the gaze of everyone, the long-tongue female ghost defended herself in a panic: "I didn't do anything this time! Master Mingjian!"

What a fat thing, isn't it just unable to resist the temptation to secretly taste a sip of yang energy?This person gets dizzy no matter what he says. Is it because of his poor health? Don't touch them even if his health is not good!

The three of them were extremely flustered, and they were afraid that the pot would fall on their own heads, so Daoist Lou withdrew his scrutiny gaze, and said in a very difficult tone: "...he must have fainted because of your fright."

"What!" The three ghosts were suddenly excited when they heard the words, and asked the priests for confirmation: "He...was he really scared by us??"

Daoist Chang Chang was left speechless by today's exorcism commission, which gradually turned into a mystery. Hearing this, he said impatiently: "Yes, it's you, and I don't want to see how scary you look."

It was originally a sentence of criticism and accusation, but when the three ghosts heard it, it seemed that they had heard some great praise.

"Wow, that's great, someone will be scared and fainted by us!"

There were faint tears in their eyes, and this excitement obviously did not seem to be fake.

This is the first person to be stunned by them!

"Thank you, thank you so much." The long-cherished wishes of the three ghosts were greatly satisfied at this moment, and they all let go of their obsessions, and completed the salvation of themselves.

The priests: "..."

After decades of practice, this is the first time to see a ghost transcending himself.

ojbk, now you don't even need to recite the rebirth mantra, let's go back to our respective houses and find our respective mothers.

------

When he came out of the haunted house, Team Li led people around and asked cautiously, "How's the situation?"

That thing behaved so arrogantly on Longling Mountain, could the masters be able to hold back?

As soon as the words fell, the three priests suddenly looked at him with very complicated eyes.

Li Dui was looked at inexplicably, and his eyes subconsciously looked at Xiao Siming, who he thought was the best professional.

Xiao Siming nodded at him, without any emotional fluctuations, and said calmly: "It has been resolved, but here may need to recruit new employees."

His calm demeanor and uncompromising tone always make people feel at ease. Captain Li heaved a sigh of relief, and thanked the masters: "Thank you for your hard work, everyone. Leave the finishing work to us. We will wait for the game later." I will pay you all."

His tone was so sincere, but the priests who were thanked by him felt that they deserved it.

The ghosts know that they just came to run with them today, Xiao Siming was responsible for catching the ghost king, and they didn't even have time to recite the mantra of rebirth when exorcising wild ghosts.

"Junior Brother," Daoist Lou greeted Daoist Yu with a headache, "I'm tired."

He glanced at the back of Xiao Siming's calm and handsome head, and felt that the wound on his shoulder began to ache again, and his entire shoulder felt a little heavy.

Lou Daochang sighed in his heart: Sure enough, the waves behind the Yangtze River pushed the waves ahead, and the waves before them were about to jump to death on the beach.

------

When we parted, Daochang Lou took out his mobile phone after much deliberation, and asked if he could add a WeChat account.

"Okay!" Ruan Yang happily responded.

Recently, his WeChat friends have increased rapidly, and they are all buyers who bought the charm from Qu Haolin and found it to be very effective, and wanted to develop a long-term cooperative relationship with him.

At the beginning, he was always willing to come, but the number of friend applications rose rapidly like a rocket. In order to prevent the circle of friends from turning into a vegetable market in the future, he has not added many friends recently.

It is only now that Ruan Yang realizes that he has so many customers in his hands, and with this number of friends, he can start a micro-business.

Alas, I don't know if Master Lou's Taoist temple needs to buy charms?

No matter what, he was very happy to be able to connect with the official Taoist temple.

Before Xiao Siming had time to stop him, he held up his mobile phone and cheerfully added Daoist Lou as friends.

After adding friends, Daoist Lou asked again: "I don't know where Guiguan's address is. If there is a chance, Pindao would like to visit."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Xuan cast a complicated look at him.

Lou Daochang: "?"

Wei Xuan's eyes wandered, and he felt the need to explain to the Taoist priest who was over half a century old: "We are not from the Taoist sect, and we don't have any Taoist temples."

Lou Daochang was taken aback for a moment, obviously a little surprised: "Then you are..."

"Office, office, hehe," Wei Xuan took out Xiao Siming's business card and handed it over: "Linghe Office."

Lou Daochang took the black card with a confused expression: "The office..."

Wei Xuan smiled inscrutablely.

The business card has been upgraded again, and the five gold-plated characters of "Linghe Office" deeply hurt his eyes.

Daoist Lou looked at the three fellow daoists without a word, and he seemed to have just met them even though he had been working together for a day.

Daoyou Xiao raised his hand to rub Ruan Daoyou's fluffy hair, and there was a gentle expression on his stern face.

"Go home."

And Ruan Daoyou nodded obediently as if the other party said what he said, "Yeah."

Daoist Lou said: "Fellow daoist, go slowly." But he was secretly muttering in his heart, how strange the interaction between these two fellow daoists is.

Lou Daochang couldn't tell, anyway, it was very strange that the atmosphere between these two people was actually a bit close to ambiguous.

He glanced at Wei Xuan, who was unaware of this, and felt that he might be overthinking it. After all, he didn't seem to be surprised by the way Fellow Daoist Wei looked at it.

Forget it, don't want to.

With the laughter of tourists in his ears, Lou Daochang looked at the lush and mountainous Longling Mountain not far away, and his mood sank.

The appearance of the ghost king should be called by some kind of power.

I am afraid that this world is about to usher in a catastrophe.

------

When Ruan Yang and others returned to the villa, the sun was about to set, the sky was dyed a rosy red, and the aroma of dinner wafted from each house.

They were used to having dinner at this point, but when they entered the door, there was only one Mo Yu sweeping the floor in the courtyard, and Emperor Gaozong went somewhere.

Wei Xuan asked, "Where's the old emperor?"

Mo Yu, a left-behind child, gave him a deep look in his eyes: "I went grocery shopping."

Gaozong has gradually gotten used to modern life, and with the blessing of Mo Yu's spell, as long as he avoids noon, he can also walk under the sun like a living person.

He was not very happy at first, he had been a ghost for 1000 years, and he had long forgotten what it was like to walk, but after being threatened by Mo Yu, he learned to walk obediently.

Wei Xuan lay weakly on the stone table in the yard: "I haven't come back yet, I'm going to starve to death."

As soon as the words fell, a man and a woman chattered from outside the door. Wei Xuan leaned over the wall and poked his head out to take a look. He saw the old emperor who had gone out to buy groceries and hadn't returned after the deadline, and an aunt who seemed to be in her fifties walking in front of her. Together, the two talked and laughed.

The elders and aunts in this residential area are very wealthy, and they live a delicate life after retirement.

I heard the doorman mention it before, and the community recently held the third square dance competition.

Wei Xuan took a rough look. The aunt's hair was done into fashionable wool rolls, she was wearing a black wool coat, her face was lightly made up, and her face showed that her husband died early, and she had both children.

And the old emperor of his own family wrinkled his face into a brilliant chrysanthemum with a smile under the setting sun, and even changed his name in front of his aunt.

When I was at home, I was too arrogant, and I said "Zhen" every time, but now I am so approachable, I smiled and said to my aunt: "I'm home, if you have time tomorrow, let's go to the activity center to get acquainted." Dance steps?"

Wei Xuan got goosebumps all over his body from his tone like a young boy in Huaichun, and got down from the fence, tsk-tsk in his mouth: "Hey, there is something wrong!"

He sat down and sighed: "Winter hasn't gone yet, and spring is coming."

Mo Yu glanced at him indifferently, and looked at the window on the second floor of the villa with heavy eyes. Looking from this direction, he could vaguely see some figures by the window on the second floor.

He saw two overlapping figures by the window, their eyebrows furrowed tightly together.

What is Xiao Siming, the one who has always been chaotic and always abandoned, doing?

In fact, Ruan Yang is asking Xiao Siming for leave.

Today, when his parents came over, he realized that he hadn’t been home for a long time. In addition, a few days ago, his school girl told him on WeChat that the New Year’s performance was going on, and the travel agency was going to put on a drama and asked him if he could come to be narration.

But the place where he lives now is a little far from the school, not in the same district at all, and it takes more than an hour to take a taxi, and it is too much trouble to come and go, so he politely declined the invitation of the school girls, but agreed to be an audience to support them.

Adding up the two things, Ruan Yang asked for three days off in one go.

This still includes today.

Xiao Siming pursed his thin lips tightly, feeling very unhappy in his heart, but he also knew that he could not interfere with Ruan Yang's social life, so while criticizing the leave, he also hinted: "Go early and come back early."

His emphasis was on "return early", but Ruan Yang, who was asking for leave from the leader for the first time, was very nervous. He was afraid that Mr. Xiao would not grant him leave, so when he heard "go early and return early", he immediately cheered Nodding in response: "Okay! Then I'll go!"

The suitcase was placed at the door of the room, and he packed it before asking for leave.

Xiao Siming: "..."

He stared at the tightly closed door with a sinking face, and after a while, the door opened a small crack with a "squeak".

Ruan Yang poked his furry head in from the door, with two sweet dimples on his fair face, and said with a reddish cheek, "Mr. Xiao, you are such a good person! Thank you."

Xiao Siming, who was issued a good person card unexpectedly, said, "..." It was so angry and funny.

He stood at the window and waited until the figure dragging the suitcase disappeared from sight, but Ruan Yang didn't even look back at him.

Xiao Siming couldn't see any emotion on his face, but he was secretly angry in his heart.

Look, this is a heartless little thing.

Later, Wei Xuan came up and asked Xiao Siming to go downstairs for dinner. When he opened the door, he found that the boss was standing by the window with his back to him, looking at a certain place outside the window.

For some reason, he felt that the back of the boss didn't seem to be empty, but looked a little downcast.

The whole person looks motionless like a watchdog stone.

Bah, bah, bah, Wei Xuan complained to himself silently, what kind of husband-seeking stone, if Xiao Siming heard it, ten layers of skin would not be enough for him to peel.

"Boss, it's time to eat." Wei Xuan broke the silence, and said casually, "By the way, do you know why Ruan Yang asked for leave? Why did he leave in such a hurry that he didn't even eat dinner?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Siming turned his head and called him: "Wei Xuan."

Half of Xiao Siming's face was under the setting sun, and half of his face was hidden in the shadows. The red light of the setting sun coated the outline of his face with a halo, making it look unreal.

Hearing his serious tone, Wei Xuan couldn't help straightening his back, and said seriously, "Boss, what's the matter?"

Xiao Siming was silent for a moment, and then said softly after a while: "Come in, I have something to ask you."

Wei Xuan's hairs stood on end: "???"

It wasn't that he was joking, after working with Xiao Siming for so many years, he had never seen him look so serious.

The moment the door was closed, thoughts raced through Wei Xuan's mind, and various conjectures rushed out.

What's the matter, what's the matter, is it true that the boss is going to capture the underworld as those underworld messengers said?

Or is it that the Three Realms are about to launch a war again?

He even thought of the scene that Xiao Siming might tell him with a sad face that the law of heaven was about to collapse and the world was about to be extinct.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Siming was silent for a long time, and in the end he just frowned slightly.

"You..." His expression was indescribably weird, "Do you know what type Ruan Yang likes?"

Wei Xuan: "..."

"what?"

"What, what do you mean?"

He felt as if his ears had been crushed by a tank, otherwise he wouldn't have such outrageous auditory hallucinations.

Or maybe there was too much water in my head when I took a shower last night.

Xiao Siming cast a glance at him.

That look, to be honest, is enough to kill people on the battlefield.

Xiao Siming seemed to have never considered taking care of his subordinates' psychological endurance at all, so he simply made it clear: "You hang around him every day, and you don't even know this little information?"

Wei Xuan: "..." No, you ask me, how would I know!

He felt that he was wronged and was caught off guard, and suddenly remembered that Mo Yu once told him that the boss has someone he likes.

So is this an empathy?

Wei Xuan smacked his lips.

Ten minutes later, Wei Xuan came down from upstairs with two dark circles under his eyes.

Seeing his appearance, Mo Yu frowned and said, "What's going on?"

Wei Xuan: "I..."

He was in pain and couldn't tell.

I can't say, the boss asked me what kind of people Ruan Yang likes, I replied that he likes Nian Xia, and then I was beaten up by the boss who was old enough to be the ancestor of Ruan Yang in anger.

Wei Xuan opened his mouth, and finally replied dryly: "It's nothing."

He looked out the window, and saw the dry branches of the peach tree standing desolately in the cold wind.

But he has already thought of the scene of peach blossoms blooming on the tree.

It seems that this spring may come early this year.

------

Ruan Yang didn't know anything about Xiao Siming asking about his hobbies.

He took a taxi directly downstairs to his house, and as soon as he got out of the car, he was shivering from the cold wind blowing on his face.

He had some doubts in his heart: Is it so cold these two days?Why does it feel like the temperature has dropped all of a sudden?

Ruan Yang didn't know that Xiao Siming had set up a formation near the villa early in the morning. Although in order not to appear too abnormal, he didn't praise it to the extent that the seasons are like spring, but compared with the outside, the temperature around the villa is much higher Spend.

As soon as he felt cold, a warm current gushed out of his chest, which quickly warmed his whole body.

Ruan Yang reached out and touched the bead that was almost forgotten by him. Remembering that it was also given to him by Xiao Siming, he subconsciously sent Xiao Siming the second good person card for today, and murmured softly: "Xiao Siming gave it to him." Mr. is such a nice man."

The streamer on the bead froze for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, the bead, which was originally at a suitable temperature, suddenly heated up, like a person who is sulking.

Ruan Yang: "?"

He subconsciously reached out to grab it, but the temperature of the bead dropped rapidly again, as if afraid of scalding him.

Xiao Siming, who was far away in the villa, received Ruan Yang's voice.

He clicked on the little red dot, and the sound of the wind from the other end poured in, Ruan Yang's already sticky voice became softer, with a hint of eagerness.

"Mr. Xiao! The temperature of the bead you gave me fluctuated just now. Is it malfunctioning?"

Xiao Siming: "..."

Mr. Xiao is about to become angry again.

Ruan Yang read the message Xiao Siming sent back to him, and Mr. Xiao said that this is a normal phenomenon, so he should not worry.

He has extremely high trust in Xiao Siming, and Mr. Xiao said there is no problem, then there is no problem.

Mr. Xiao will never harm him.

Carrying the large and small gifts purchased from the mall, his parents were having dinner when he knocked on the door.

"Why did you come back so late?" Mother Ruan took the things in his hand, and was slightly taken aback: "You just started working, so you need to know how to spend money with restraint."

Ruan Yang wanted to say that I already have a six-figure savings, but considering his parents' ability to bear it, he just smiled and said: "I know, I just got paid, and I want to honor you guys."

Ruan's mother was very moved, and seemed to have put the idea of ​​"I want to stop my son from engaging in superstition" behind her.

"Wash your hands, Mom will cook another dish for you."

Ruan Yang obediently said: "Okay."

He walked into the living room, where Father Ruan was eating and watching TV.

Ruan Yang called out: "Dad."

Father Ruan nodded to him as usual, but for some reason today, his eyes hesitated.

Ruan Yang scratched behind his ears, a little confused.

He went to the kitchen to wash his hands and came out, seeing that his father Ruan Lishi was still staring at the TV.

Ruan Yang turned his head curiously, and found that the evening news was being broadcast live on TV. The hostess said in a straight voice: "The news of this station will continue to be broadcast. The Longling Mountain murder case that has caused everyone's panic has been successfully solved today , our reporter contacted the police in charge of investigating this case."

Then the screen changed, and Team Li's familiar face appeared on the screen.

"Ruan Lishi, come and serve me some food." Ruan's mother called out from the kitchen, but got no response, she poked her head out and called, "Ruan Lishi!"

Father Ruan still acted as if he hadn't heard, his eyes were fixed on the TV.

Although Ruan Yang was very curious about how Captain Li ended this matter in a scientific way, Ruan's mother needed help, so he could only look away from the TV reluctantly: "Mom, why don't you give up?" I'll take it."

Ruan's mother felt sorry for her son, and after going out, she elbowed Ruan's father: "What are you doing? My son finally came back."

Father Ruan glanced at her, didn't say anything, just pointed at the TV with his finger.

Ruan's mother turned her head to look, and saw the face of Li Dui appearing on the TV.

Familiar, too familiar, they just met this morning, and they were still wondering if the other party invited him.

"..." The second elder fell into silence again.

Ruan Yang ate this meal with chills in his heart.

Their family rules are not very strict, especially when parents usually have to go to work, the dining table is the best time to talk.

However, the parents, who usually chat while eating, suddenly became very silent today, staring at themselves with eyes that wanted to speak but stopped talking and wanted to speak.

He didn't know that this was a gaze that subverted the world view.

Ruan Yang ate this meal very unpleasantly. When he was almost [-]% full, he put down the bowl, said quickly: "I'm full!" and slipped into the room.

Back in the room, he deliberately didn't close the door tightly, but left a gap, put his ear gently on the door panel, and listened carefully to the communication between the two elders in the living room.

"I don't see any problem."

"Or let's do this first. If we find anything wrong, it's not too late for us to change our minds."

Ruan's mother was still a little worried: "That's what you said, it's too late if something goes wrong."

Ruan's father took a sip of beer. He has always been open-minded, and thinks that Ruan Yang is his genetic self. "Give the child some independent space and respect his choice."

After that, he said again: "Didn't you invite someone to play cards tomorrow afternoon? Go and relax."

Ruan Yang closed the door softly, sat at the desk and thought for a moment, a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind, he opened the suitcase, and took out the talisman paper and cinnabar brought back from this trip.

He recalled the appearance of the Lucky Charm in his mind, and drew four or five pictures in a row, and finally one of them was acceptable.

He went to take a shower, and when he turned his head, his eyes fell on the charm on the table.

I don't know if Mr. Xiao will praise him when he sees it.

When he realized it, he realized that he had already photographed the spell and sent it to Xiao Siming.

... At this point, Mr. Xiao may have fallen asleep.

Ruan Yang's heart beat faster, and he was hesitating whether to withdraw, when he received a second reply from Xiao Siming.

[Is it a lucky charm? 】

I'm back! !

[Yeah, why isn't Mr. Xiao sleeping? 】

Delete delete, no matter how you look at it, it is a restraining tone.

[Yes, Mr. Xiao, what do you think of my painting? 】

Delete delete, no matter how you look at this sentence, it seems to be asking for praise!

Ruan Yang rolled around on the bed with his mobile phone in his arms.

ah!Why is it so difficult to reply a message!

Xiao Siming stared at the beating "The other party is typing" on the chat box, looking forward to it for a long time, and finally the phone vibrated.

【Um. 】

Xiao Siming raised his eyebrows, thinking that the person on the opposite side had been typing for a long time, but he only sent such a reserved and pertinent reply.

When he read this word, he felt that there was a sense of stupidity inside and out.

Ruan Yang was holding the phone and buried his head in the pillow.

He is angry.

Well, what an answer!

Might as well ask for praise!

Just when he wished he could turn back time, the phone vibrated for a while, and when he looked up, he found that it was actually Xiao Siming's call.

With a trembling hand, Ruan Yang connected.

"Hello, Mr. Xiao?" Ruan Yang stuffed himself into the quilt, and said hello in a low voice.

Xiao Siming's voice seemed to be even deeper through the network cable, as if with a thin hook, gently scratching his ear: "Haven't slept yet? Why are you still drawing symbols so late?"

Ruan Yang's ear that was close to the phone was red as if it was about to bleed, and he unconsciously pinched the corner of the pillow with his fingers: "Well...it's going to be given to my mother."

He paused, then asked in a low voice, "What do you think of my painting?"

Xiao Siming seemed to chuckle slightly on the other side, and the words he said were pleasant: "The painting is beautiful, not bad."

After getting the compliment he wanted, Ruan Yang's face was full of enthusiasm, and he dug his fingers on the pillow for a long time.

Listening to the shallow breathing sound coming from the receiver, Xiao Siming regretted that it was a voice call.

You should just press video chat directly.

Ruan Yang pursed his lips, for a moment he didn't know what to say, the two of them were silent for a while, until the sound of Ruan's mother getting up at night came from the door.

Ruan Yang was like a high school student who was afraid that his parents would find out that he had a puppy love. He was so frightened that he quickly reached out and turned off the bedside lamp, then wrapped the quilt tighter, and whispered to the other end of the phone: "Mr. Xiao, go to bed early, good night. "

He didn't hang up the phone until Xiao Siming said good night.

In the dark room, Ruan Yang's curly hair was messed up by himself.

He touched his hot cheek, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether it was because of boredom or simply because of Xiao Siming's phone call just now.

Ruan Yang threw the phone at the end of the bed like a bomb, closed his eyes, and tried to fall asleep without thinking about the phone.

This is only the first day of the long vacation, and tomorrow he has to go to school to watch a drama performance by the travel agency.

Half an hour later, he reversed the direction on the bed, and then rolled from the head to the end of the bed wrapped in the quilt like a caterpillar.

In the end, he stretched out his hand from under the quilt to pick up the mobile phone at the end of the bed, and told himself that he just wanted to check what time it was.

The time is ten twenty-three in the evening.

There are no new messages in the notification.

So annoying.

Why is it only one day since the holiday?

Ruan Yang threw the phone away, shrank it back into the quilt, and closed his eyes resignedly.

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The next day, Ruan's father and Ruan's mother went to work as usual.

Ruan Yang wandered around the supermarket in front of his house, bought a lot of ingredients, and then groped into the kitchen like a thief.

In a burst of ping-pong-pong-pong-pong bomb-like movements, the purchased ingredients finally turned into lumps of unidentifiable things, and they went into the trash can downstairs together.

When Ruan Yang was throwing out the trash, he was still thinking, maybe he should throw these things into the hazardous waste.

When Ruan's mother came back from work, she was very surprised to find that the kitchen utensils in the kitchen looked brand new.

She was about to ask Ruan Yang for questioning, when Ruan Yang rushed over and mysteriously handed her a piece of yellow paper: "Mom, aren't you going to play cards? Take this with you."

Mother Ruan looked at the spell in her hand: "..."

She hovers on the verge of speaking out to teach children not to be superstitious.

Ruan Yang walked to the door with his schoolbag on his back, and said, "I'll go to school, today the school holds a New Year's Day performance."

Mother Ruan: "...go early and return early."

Forget it, maybe he should listen to Ruan Lishi's words and respect his son's career.

But this kind of thing... She looked down at the plain yellow talisman paper in her hand.

Is it really that mysterious?

The corners of Ruan's mother twitched. Although she didn't really believe it in her heart, when she went out to attend the appointment, she still put the talisman paper in her wallet by a ghost.

For Ruan Mu and her little sisters, the poker table is the most emotional connection.

In fact, most of the topics discussed are inseparable from the family, mainly around children.

This table talks about Aunt Li's son's admission to the civil service, and that table talks about Aunt Zhang's daughter successfully studying in graduate school.

All in all, the poker table is the battlefield, and apart from the discussion of poker skills, there are more subtle comparisons.

The coat that Ruan's mother was wearing today was one of the gifts that Ruan Yang gave her yesterday.

The sharp-eyed little sister saw that the coat was expensive at a glance, and said, "Wen Hui, is this a New Year's Eve gift that your old Ruan bought you?"

Ruan's mother followed her eyes, realized that she was talking about her clothes, and said with a smile: "He is so romantic, Xiao Ruan bought it for me."

One sentence even attracted the attention of the people at the next table.

Ruan's mother just smiled and said nothing. At this time, Xiu's son is more hostile than Xiu's husband.

Sure enough, after a while, someone said sourly: "Ruan Yang just graduated this year, right? Did you find a job so soon?"

Ruan Wenhui responded while touching the cards: "Yes."

I don't know why, but she seems to be very lucky today. If she wants to touch Dongfeng, she can touch Dongfeng, and if she wants to get rich, she can get rich.

The man asked again: "How much is the salary? Two days ago, the boy in my family was still complaining to me. This year's employment situation is severe. Interns don't have food allowance for three thousand a month. Without a high degree, they can't find any comfortable jobs. "

Mother Ruan said, "Thirty thousand."

The man followed closely: "I touch!"

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