Strive for Science

The driver who drove Shen Changan was probably an employee hired by Dao Nian, because Shen Changan found that he was very polite to him, and when he stopped at the intersection of traffic lights, he would always ask him if he was thirsty, hungry, and tired.

Shen Chang'an, who had just eaten at Dao Nian's house, had a round belly and carried a large bag of ingredients and fruits: "..."

At the intersection, the old lady was walking tremblingly. Halfway there, the signal light changed. The car waiting for the traffic light at the back saw that the car in front hadn't left, and began to horn anxiously.

The rapid sound of the horn made the old man a little anxious. She wanted to walk faster, but her physical condition did not allow it.

"What are you doing running out at such an old age?!"

"Is there no one at home, let such an old man come out alone?"

Just after it rained, the weather didn't cool down, but it was a bit stuffy. One driver had a bad temper, so he couldn't help but poked his head out and yelled twice.

Some other drivers couldn't stand it anymore and yelled in turn: "You don't have any old people at home, why are you yelling?"

The man who yelled at the beginning, with a face of embarrassment, cursed in a low voice, and closed the window.The vehicles waiting around, the horns sounding from time to time, gave way to the zebra crossing in the middle of the road, as if it had become an isolated island.

Shen Changan said to the driver: "Brother, wait for me."

The driver was stunned for a moment, then saw Shen Changan get out of the car, ran up to the old man in a hurry, bent over and carried the old man to the side of the street, and then ran back quickly, less than 2 minutes before and after.

Hearing the young man's panting sound slightly faster than before, the driver drove the car through the traffic light intersection: "Mr. Shen, I heard that people who do good deeds will have very good luck. Wait, do you want to buy a lottery ticket? You might hit the jackpot.”

"If winning the lottery is really that easy, who would want to work." Shen Changan waved his hand, "I won't join in the excitement."

When he was a child, he sat on his father's shoulders to play in the street. There were many people selling scratch tickets on the street. He wanted to join in the fun, so his father took him to buy a few. In the end, he only got two scratch tickets, and he won a bed. Quilt.

He was very happy, so he coquettishly asked his father to buy him another ten tickets, but this time, he won nothing.

Dad took his hand and said to him: "Getting something for nothing can easily make people dizzy with joy, but life can't always be something for nothing. Dad hopes that Xiaoyou in our family, even if he doesn't pray to gods and Buddhas, he doesn't buy prizes." Draw a lottery, and you can also become a man who stands upright and succeeds on his own."

That day, his father accompanied him and gave the quilt he won a lottery to a widowed grandmother. When the father and son returned home, they realized that he hadn't bought the military cap he wanted most.

Dad said that he would go shopping with him tomorrow, but he left the house in a hurry after receiving a call from the organization that night.

The last thing he said to his father was "Dad, you have to come back early."

"Mr. Shen, the neighborhood you live in is here." The driver suddenly spoke, calling Shen Changan out of his memory.He looked out the window and thanked the driver.

"You're welcome." The driver got out of the car and opened the door for him, "I'll help you carry it up."

"No, no need." Shen Changan quickly refused, "Outside our community, the car can only park temporarily, and if you park for too long, you will be issued a ticket. I'm sorry to trouble you today, you should go home early to rest."

"It's my honor to be able to take Mr. Shen home." Seeing that Shen Chang'an really didn't want him to take him there, the driver said regretfully, "Then, if you have a chance, come and take my car again."

Shen Chang'an quickly said yes, and he was secretly relieved when the other party drove away. The people Mr. Daonian hired were not flattering others because of their business hobbies, otherwise their attitude would be too enthusiastic.

He was so enthusiastic that this delicate flower was a little scared.

I don't know how many vegetables and fruits Liu Mao packed for him. This big bag is really heavy, and the refrigerator at home finally has a place to use.

Hang Chi Hang Chi climbed several floors, Shen Changan heard the sound of the door opening on the fourth floor, raised his head and met Uncle Zhang's face.

"You went to other people's fields to dig and eat..." Uncle Zhang's always unhappy face suddenly changed, he stepped in front of Shen Changan in two or three steps, and stared at him with a serious expression: "What did you go out to eat? "

Shen Changan hid back, he really didn't realize that Uncle Zhang was so strong.He lowered his head and sniffed his sleeve, there was a faint smell of hot pot on it: "I had a hot pot meal with my friends."

Uncle Zhang stared at him for a while, with a serious expression on his face, and then slowly recovered his signature unhappy expression: "No wonder the smell is so obvious."

"Is it so obvious that you can smell it from a distance of several meters?" Shen Changan sniffed, lowered his head and took out a handful of vegetables from the bag and put them in Uncle Zhang's hands, "Uncle Zhang, these are vegetables that my friend gave me. If you can't finish it by yourself, it will go bad after a few more days, so take some back and eat."

"Vegetables?" Uncle Zhang looked at the dripping green vegetables in his hand, and looked at Shen Chang'an with a complicated expression, "Since you are willing to give it to me, then I'm not welcome, you wait here."

He turned around and entered the room, quickly took out a large box from the room, and stuffed it into Shen Changan's hands: "It contains a thousand-year-old wild ginseng, you can stew it and eat it."

Exchange a handful of vegetables for thousand-year-old ginseng, no matter whether the ginseng is real or fake, he feels like he has picked up a cheap liar: "Uncle Zhang, this is just a handful of vegetables, you don't need..."

"You look down on my ginseng?" Uncle Zhang raised his brows, his face seemed to say "If you don't accept it, I will blow your head off." Shen Changan was a little timid, and stuffed the ginseng into the vegetable container in the bag.

"If you like these dishes, why don't we cook more at night when I cook?" Shen Chang'an thought that Uncle Zhang would refuse, but he didn't expect the other party to hesitate for less than three seconds before nodding his head.

What an awkward old man.

When Shen Changan returned home, he stuffed everything into the refrigerator. No wonder the bag was so heavy. In addition to vegetables and fruits, it also contained two pieces of fresh and tender lean meat and a few stick bones.

Fresh bones can't be stored for too long, Shen Changan couldn't bear to waste good things, so he washed the bones, threw them into a casserole and stewed them.

After preparing the ingredients for dinner, Shen Changan nestled on the sofa a little bored, and turned on his phone to send a message to Dao Nian.Today he ran to other people's house to eat and take, still a little embarrassed.

Chang'an: Dao Nian, did you wake up from your afternoon nap?

Year:.

Seeing this full stop, Shen Changan knew he was awake.I chatted nonsense with him, although the other party would only answer him with one or two words or punctuation marks, it didn't affect Shen Changan's interest in the conversation.

When he was a child, he was very talkative. Although he has become more normal these years, the problem of chatterbox has not been completely cured.At the end of the chat, he even mentioned to Dao Nian about Uncle Zhang who exchanged a thousand-year-old wild ginseng for a handful of vegetables.

Chang'an: I feel like a liar who takes advantage of the lonely and widowed elderly.

Year: Didn't take advantage.

Shen Changan hugged the phone and rolled on the sofa, with such a confident tone, even he almost believed it.

Chang'an: I can't finish eating so many dishes. The day after tomorrow is a holiday. Would you like to come to my house to try my handicrafts?

Dao Nian looked at the phone screen indifferently with an indifferent expression. He never interacted with busy humans, and it would be troublesome to go to other people's houses.

Year: Good.

However, occasionally, it seems... it doesn't matter?

After dinner was ready, Shen Changan went downstairs to knock on Uncle Zhang's door, and the door opened just as soon as he knocked. Uncle Zhang was wearing a tunic suit with his hands behind his back: "The meal is ready, let's go."

Seeing Uncle Zhang's aura, Shen Chang'an thought in a daze that he had seen a certain big shot.

After eating a meal, Shen Changan watched Uncle Zhang drink half of the casserole soup in a daze, and hurriedly found a box of Jianwei Xiaoshi tablets from the drawer and handed it to Uncle Zhang: "Uncle Zhang, how many tablets do you always take?"

"No need." Uncle Zhang wiped his mouth with a paper towel inscrutablely, "Do you know why you are the only one living on this floor?"

Shen Changan: "Maybe they all went to other places."

There are four families on each floor of this building, but it may be because some young people in Wuming City go out to work, and most of the elderly live in the countryside, so it is not surprising that the houses are empty.

"Heh." Uncle Zhang smiled, as if he was laughing at Shen Changan as an ignorant young man, "Before you moved in, there was another family living on this floor, but within two weeks, they moved out. You know why?"

"They think there is no elevator in this building, so climbing the stairs every day is too tiring?" Shen Changan thought for a while, "Climbing up and down the stairs every day is really tiring."

The inscrutable look on Uncle Zhang's face was replaced by anger: "You are a young boy, can't you be more active, open, and novel?"

"That means the family owes huge debts, and they are afraid of being found out by their enemies, so they can only keep moving." Shen Chang'an feels that Uncle Zhang has taught him the right lesson, and reality is sometimes worse than novels and TV dramas.

"What kind of debt do you owe? It's because this building is haunted." Uncle Zhang threw two digestion tablets into his mouth, "You have lived here for more than a month, and you didn't realize that there are very few residents in our building? "

Noticing that Uncle Zhang was eating Xiaoshi tablets, Shen Changan was afraid that he would become angry with embarrassment, so he pretended not to see anything: "Although I didn't see how many residents there are in this building, I didn't see a ghost either. Uncle Zhang, ghosts and gods There is no basis, it’s good for you to be in awe of these, but don’t be too obsessed, if you encounter something, you should call the police..."

"You know what a fart!" Uncle Zhang snorted coldly, "You have merit and spiritual energy all over, but you are mortal with naked eyes. You are simply reckless."

Shen Changan: "..."

We are all ordinary mortals, so don't let anyone dislike anyone.

"Then tell me, where is the ghost on the floor I live in?" Unable to reason with the old man, Shen Chang'an had no choice but to present the facts to make Uncle Zhang sober.

"She is an earth-bound spirit. She lives on the same floor as you every day and is tortured every day. Fortunately, it rained only once in a hundred years yesterday, so she took this opportunity to escape from the building." Uncle Zhang ate one after another. Four digesting tablets, "If she doesn't leave, she will be driven out of her wits by your merits."

"Oh." Shen Changan stood up indifferently, and put away the dishes, "Uncle Zhang, watch TV by yourself for a while, and I'll wash the dishes."

Uncle Zhang: "I didn't lie to you."

Shen Changan nodded with a smile: "Yes, I know."

Uncle Zhang: "..."

But it is clearly written on your face, "I will just quietly watch you talk nonsense", you know what a fart!

"Washing the dishes, I'll take you to see ghosts right now!" Uncle Zhang stood up from the stool, "If I don't let you see it today, I won't be named Zhang!"

The author has something to say: Chang'an: The next thing is to witness the moment when supernatural legends no longer appear, hehe.