Inheriting a building, I became the richest man

In the end, he couldn't twist the little hand of fate and brought the leader home.

Qi Jun drove the car into the yard, and Xiao Meng looked around nervously. He didn't see the old man in the yard, so he couldn't be sure if the old man was in the house...there was a high probability that he was.

After parking the car in the garage, Xiao Meng and Qi Jun carried their things and walked home together, praying along the way, sir, please don't perform supernatural events tonight.

After entering the door, Xiao Meng quickly checked the first floor with his things in fear.

The uncle is not on the first floor, Xiao Meng let out a long breath, but his heart is still hanging, and he is always vigilant.

Qi Jun put the things into the kitchen, watched Xiao Meng walk over carrying the things and looked around suspiciously, took the bag in his hand, "What are you looking for?"

Xiao Meng's eyes were still looking at every corner of the kitchen, and he casually said, "The pigeon lost its son. After it was released last night, it spent a night outside, and it hasn't come back yet."

Qi Jun smiled and said, "Last time, I looked pretty good."

Speaking of which, Xiao Meng was really worried about Birch, frowned, and said absent-mindedly, "Pretending to be the troublemaker."

Qi Jun smiled even more, and suggested, "If you don't go home like this, you can tame it a little more."

Xiao Meng thought, yes, training pigeons?Can consider it.

Qi Jun started to cook, and Xiao Meng was standing beside him all the time, always ready to deal with the uncle's sudden "attack".

While watching the whistle, Xiao Meng looked at Qi Jun's skillful knife skills, and asked with admiration, "Do you often cook by yourself? That's amazing."

Qi Jun put the chopped ingredients on the plate and glanced at him, "You don't need to use honorifics, let's start with friends first, I want to be closer to you."

Um?This... why does it feel weird?

Xiao Meng's eyes were full of doubts, Qi Jun held a tomato in his hand, and stretched out his arm naturally, "Help me hold it."

Xiao Meng helped Qi Jun roll up the sleeves of his shirt carefully. Qi Jun's hands and arms looked very powerful and had the charm of a mature man. The seemingly ordinary action of rolling up his sleeves was inexplicable, so Xiao Meng felt There is nothing that can be said... ambiguous.

Qi Jun withdrew his hand and looked into his eyes, "Thank you."

It's just a look with no emotion, but Xiao Meng is inexplicably a little nervous.

He had this feeling before, Qi Jun is sometimes like a charming fairy, every look and every movement makes people think too much.

Xiao Meng moved away from Qi Jun silently.

The food is under the pot, but the uncle has never shown up, Xiao Meng's heart is finally half relieved, which room upstairs may the uncle sleep in?

Xiao Meng said silently in her heart, don't wake up, as long as you stop until Qi Jun leaves, everything can be discussed in the future, even if you stay at home for two more months.

The aroma in the pot was tangy, Xiao Meng swallowed his saliva smelling the aroma, Qi Jun was shining in his eyes.

This kind of peerless good man, the person who can have him in the future must have saved the earth in his previous life.

After finishing dinner so peacefully, Xiao Meng began to believe that "everything is suitable" in the almanac is true.

Thank you Qinglong, I really have to look up the good and bad of the almanac when I go out in the future.

I haven't come out until now, so I should be fine tonight, right?

Xiao Meng completely relaxed, and his shoulders that had been tense and tense finally relaxed, and he brought the several plates of delicious dishes into the restaurant with a happy expression.

Qi Jun saved a separate portion of each dish and packed it in a crisper box, "Let's heat it up for breakfast before going to work tomorrow, it seems that you always eat it after you go to the company, eating breakfast too late is not good for your stomach. "

Xiao Meng did not have the habit of having breakfast at home. He didn't know how to cook, and he was worried about sleeping time, so he could only go to the supermarket on the way to work to buy sandwiches and milk to take to the company.

Seeing Qi Jun walking towards the refrigerator with a stack of crispers, Xiao Meng suddenly felt an inexplicable warmth in his heart, and also had very unrealistic expectations.

It would be great if I could be roommates with Qi Jun...

Qi Jun walked to the refrigerator and opened the door, "I can put it on the fresh-keeping layer of the refrigerator for you..."

"Snapped!!!"

"Yes...huh?" Xiao Meng was thinking wildly about arranging the bowls and chopsticks, when he heard the sound of the fresh-keeping box falling from the kitchen, he hurried over to have a look.

I saw Qi Jun standing stiffly at the open door of the refrigerator, holding the fresh-keeping box with one hand, and the fresh-keeping box fell to the ground.

Why does this picture seem familiar?

Xiao Meng walked behind Qi Jun strangely, and looked into the refrigerator—Day, sir? !

In the spacious double-door refrigerator, the uncle was wearing white pajamas and a nightcap curled up with his knees in his arms. Several compartments passed through his body, like a dismembered corpse. The ghost head on the top layer was frozen. Pale and pale, facing Qi Jun with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth.

Xiao Meng: "..." You won.

Qi Jun: "..."

The uncle smiled ethereally, "Oh, look at this handsome gentleman, it is such a pleasure to have guests and friends from afar! On behalf of the August family, I would like to express my sincerest..."

"boom!!"

Xiao Meng stepped forward to close the refrigerator door expressionlessly, shutting the uncle's voice inside, and turned back with an embarrassed smile, "I almost forgot, this refrigerator is broken, or... Mr. Qi, why are you crying?"

Xiao Meng looked at Qi Jun's flushed eyes and the two tear marks on his face in shock, confused, what's the matter?

Can Qi Jun really see ghosts?

Speaking of which, when Lao Zhang and Tang Qiuyue played before, Qi Jun either cried or threw the plate, Mr. Qi was very suspicious...

Qi Jun's slightly out-of-focus gaze fell slightly, and he was silent for a moment, then said in a hoarse voice, "Huanhuan has been gone for ten years..."

"Huanhuan?" Xiao Meng stared at Qi Jun's expression.

Qi Jun supported his forehead, "The pet dog I raised when I was young."

"Why do you suddenly think of your pet dog ten years ago?" Xiao Meng asked suspiciously, "Did it sleep in the refrigerator before?"

Qi Jun's sad tone was flawless: "Its snacks are in the refrigerator, and every time I open the refrigerator, it will be very happy."

"So you cry every time you open the refrigerator door?" Xiao Meng's tone was full of sympathy.

Qi Junsheng has nothing to love: "...just occasionally."

Xiao dreamed for a while, picked up the fresh-keeping box on the ground calmly, looked back at Qi Jun, and suddenly opened the refrigerator door.

Qi Jun raised his eyes subconsciously, and suddenly met the eyes of the uncle in the refrigerator.

Xiao Meng naturally put the crisper into the refrigerator, and looked back at Qi Jun curiously.

The uncle raised the corners of his mouth with his strangely white face, and waved his hand at Qi Jun: "Hehehe, look at this handsome gentleman. We are destined to meet again from a thousand miles away!"

Qi Jun's two lines of tears flowed "shua", and under Xiao Meng's gaze, he slowly raised his hand to cover his mouth, "Huanhuan..."

Xiao Meng stroked her chin and thought: "..." Is it really because of the dog?

Xiao Meng closed the refrigerator door, and Qi Jun's tears stopped.

Open it again and cry again.

Close it again, and it stops again.

Xiao Meng squinted her eyes and began to open and close the refrigerator door quickly in front of Qi Jun.

On, off, on, off - cry, stop, cry, stop

The uncle's voice paused after a while: "See you again...meet...look...oh...?...it's not over!"

Qi Jun couldn't bear to hold down Xiao Meng's hand, gritted his teeth and said, "Enough."

Xiao Meng has already confirmed that Qi Jun can see ghosts. Not only can he see ghosts, but he is also afraid of ghosts. He smiled meaningfully: "I want to help you overcome it. I always feel sad when I open the refrigerator. It hurts my eyes too much. But It doesn't seem to work, so if it doesn't work, let's raise another one."

Qi Jun looked at Xiao Meng complicatedly: "..."

The two stared at each other for a few seconds, one thought that they would be seen through or they would lose their horses, and the other thought that they could play well to help the leader save face.

Xiao Meng enthusiastically said: "You can't eat for free. I'll give you one another day. What kind of dog do you like?"

Qi Jun was silent for a while: "It's all right...not Teddy."

Xiao Meng responded with a smile: "Actually, Teddy is quite smart and doesn't shed hair. Then Shiba Inu, the smiling face of Shiba Inu is very cute. I have always wanted to raise one, but unfortunately I already have pigeons."

Qi Jun raised his eyebrows slightly: "..." Wasn't he seen through?

Qi Jun looked at Xiao Meng's flawless smile, relaxed a little, curled the corners of his mouth wearily, his voice was still a little hoarse, "I want you to like it."

They actually ate dinner in such a peaceful way, and the two looked at each other calmly throughout the whole process.

In the middle of eating, the uncle floated out of the refrigerator, muttering, "It's time, it's time." He floated to the sofa in the living room and picked up the remote control to turn on the TV.

The TV turned on, and the Shuangseqiu lottery program was playing loudly, "Now draw the winning numbers for this issue..."

Xiao Mengmeng, now that each other knows that the other can see ghosts, so let's pretend together.

Xiao Meng gnawed on a piece of pork ribs without raising his head, "The TV is turned on regularly, and I buy color balls every day. My dream is to make a fortune by drawing prizes."

The uncle shouted excitedly: "1! 1! 1!"

Qi Jun didn't even look at the ghost, and put a piece of meaty pork ribs in his bowl: "If you have a dream, you must stick to it, and it will definitely come true."

The uncle floated up and waved his fist: "8! 8! 8!"

Xiao Meng said happily: "I'm very lucky recently. The house and the car have already been drawn. Maybe I can realize my dream soon. When I win the big prize, I will definitely treat you to dinner."

The uncle danced square dance in the air and shouted: "5! 5! 5!"

Qi Jun smiled and said, "I hope that day will come soon."

The uncle took off his head and shook it with his hands: "9! 9! 9!"

Xiao Meng put down her chopsticks contentedly: "It's a pity that I didn't buy it this time. I don't know which lucky person got rich overnight again today."

The uncle exploded and danced in the living room in pieces, screaming: "I got hit!!!!"

Xiao Meng was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned his head to look at the uncle, his eyes slowly widened: "..." Hit, hit? !

Qi Jun also looked over in surprise.

The uncle took off his wig and fell to the ground, with short frosty white hair and tears streaming down his wrinkled ghost face: "5000 million!!! Son, we are rich now! We don't have to wait for you to die, our whole family can live together Good day!"

Xiao Meng was already dumbfounded, and he reflected for a long time before getting up and walking to the TV, glanced at the winning numbers on the TV, and then at the string of black serial numbers written on the uncle's pale palm, gasped in disbelief in one breath.

Xiao Meng's eyes were full of heartache.

But... the uncle is dead.

The uncle rushed over and knelt and hugged his leg, begging with tears streaming down his face, "Please, only you can help me, my lottery ticket is in the clothes of my dead body, please help me find the lottery ticket, take it Go give it to my son and let him claim the prize!!"

ah?corpse? !

Xiao Meng bit her lower lip in embarrassment: "..."

In the middle of the night, let him throw the grave?

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-10-2818:21:16~2020-10-2915:44:34期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Liang Sheng;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Qingyue Wuyou; 20 bottles of grape peaches;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!