Safe purchase, I have a little experience

Orphans and widowed mothers, which one is the orphan and which one is the widowed mother?

This is indeed a difficult multiple-choice question. For Song Yan, no matter which one he chooses, it doesn't seem right.

Lu Qiu added in time: "You, the old mother who is waiting for him to come back, I, the orphan of the Zhao family."

After speaking, Lu Qiu hung up the phone.

Just kidding, after learning about Gu Sheng's disappearance, Lu Qiu's mood suddenly became heavy.

Gu Sheng disappeared.After the No. [-] Middle School opened for business, he disappeared so suddenly, which made Lu Qiu immediately think of the evil spirits in No. [-] Middle School.

Perhaps, after the start of business, the spiritual power of the evil spirit will be much stronger, and Gu Sheng should have been dragged somewhere by it.

To be honest, Lu Qiu could tell, and Gu Sheng should also know in his heart that he would not live long.

Creak, creak——Suddenly, Lu Qiu heard a sound similar to the breaking of bones in the campus.He looked up from the concierge, and vaguely saw a person with his head almost folded on his stomach, walking crookedly towards the teaching building.

Presumably this is the "teacher" who came to turn off the multimedia.Lu Qiu quickly lowered his head and never took another look.

A few minutes later, he returned to the door of the classroom with a flashlight, and saw that the multimedia was turned off.Fortunately, he encountered nothing along the way.

Lu Qiu put the weekly sign back on the table and checked the time.

At ten o'clock, it's time for the supermarket to open.

There must be many people who can't wait.

The owners of the haunted house who came tonight seemed to have something to say to Lu Qiu, but they were also very restrained, and they didn't ask Lu Qiu directly, but kept sneaking glances at Lu Qiu.

Lu Qiu thought to himself, probably that's what it looks like when he's showing affection in secret.

As a boy, of course you have to be a little more reserved, as if you didn't see it.Lu Qiu maintained that little smile on the surface, and looked at them frankly, and after eleven o'clock, finally, someone couldn't help it.

It was a haunted house owner with a round face. After hesitating for a long time, he finally showed his kind smile and asked Lu Qiu tentatively:

"Well, Chirp, what do you usually do? Where do you go after the supermarket is closed?"

As soon as someone raised his head, the courage of the people next to him immediately grew, and soon someone said:

"He's still the porter of No. [-] Middle School, so he must be going back to the porter at night."

Lu Qiu followed the voice to find the person who said this, but it was useless. The other people present couldn't bear it anymore. You asked Lu Qiu one by one, and the questions they were most concerned about were the same:

What is the relationship between Gu Sheng and this supermarket?Does your boss know that you have worked so hard to make money?

Compared with the siege of those haunted house bosses last time, this time it was less scary, but it was even more uncomfortable.In the confusion, Lu Qiu was thinking. He was about to say something when he saw a familiar person enter the supermarket and cast a confused look at the owner of the nearby haunted house:

"What porter? I carpooled home with him last time."

Lu Qiu stopped talking.

He looked at the frail person who broke into this small supermarket bravely, feeling relieved.

With a thought in his heart, Lu Qiu raised his hand to signal to the owners of the haunted house that the supermarket was about to close, then he went straight to the man and said briefly:

"After get off work, let's carpool together."

One day, my unrivaled hero will come to me with the QR code of the carpool group. Regardless of the surprised eyes of others, I firmly follow behind him and be led to the warm taxi by him.

But we sat in the car, but fell silent.

Lu Qiu caught a glimpse of the person next to him browsing through the mirror area.He sighed in his heart and looked away, knowing that the man's face would gradually become ugly in the future.

If he didn't sleep for so long today, if he looked at the mirror area a little, he wouldn't be lured into a taxi by Lu Qiu in a daze.

In fact, before the man named A Ming saw the mirror area, he was also terrified. He thought, why did he get in the same car with this man again?

Lu Qiu didn't go to see him, and just gave the driver a place name casually, planning to get off later.

After finishing all this, Lu Qiu leaned back, closed his eyes and meditated,

While waiting for the next traffic light, Lu Qiu heard the sound of the system, as well as the message notification tone of WeChat.

There are haunted house tourists joining the group.

Lu Qiu remembered that the haunted house owner also joined the group, so he turned to look at A Ming, but he saw A Ming tremblingly looking at the scenery outside the window.

Forget it, let him read the news first.

Lu Qiu opened the WeChat group, only to see new messages popping up constantly.In addition to welcoming the parents of new students, more parents are "handing in homework" to the teachers.

"Mr. Xiaohong, this is yesterday's recitation homework, please check it."

I have to say that at first glance, it looks like a learning atmosphere, which can make new parents feel at ease.

Except for the tourists, everyone knows that these parents are the owners of the haunted house, and everyone is just role-playing.

After Lu Qiu sent a few words of applause and welcome, he was hit by the teacher:

"Mother Zihao, where is the child's homework?"

Miraculously, when Lu Qiu clicked on the photo album, he saw that there was a video of a child reciting automatically, and he only needed to send it to the group.

Looking at the cover of the video, Lu Qiu didn't dare to click on it.

On the cover, the child standing with his hands behind his back is smiling, which is exactly the same smile as the other children in the group. The corners of his mouth are perfectly curved, standard and stiff.

Not only that, the child's face was still blue, his eyes were straight, and he looked at the camera without emotion.

It can be said that the classmates of the tourist's children are all ghost classmates, ghost children.

After a while, Lu Qiu looked at A Ming again.

It seems that this is... Zihao's father?

"Then what?" Lu Qiu leaned closer, "Look at the group, it's time to hand in your homework."

"By the way, the teacher asked me to check it first before sending it."

Ah Ming remembered that he had indeed joined such a group.So he clicked on the group message, and then the photo album, revealing the frightened expression that Lu Qiu showed just now.

Not only that, but he almost threw the phone out and yelled in a low voice:

"Tao, I don't have such a sinister son!"

Although the voice was very low, the driver in front still heard it, and he looked back in the mirror calmly.

At this moment, he must be suspecting that his passenger has some serious mental illness.

Tsk, it's time to round things up.

Lu Qiu smiled and grabbed his finger on the screen, firmly but firmly, and told him:

"Father Zihao, you can't blame the child for being cloudy.

Some people who come here advise you, as a father and a man, if you spend more time with your child every day, don’t let your wife hang around your son every day, and let her go to the side to play with your mobile phone, will the child not be masculine? "