[Traveling] Stepfather Clearance Plan

I couldn't walk on the way home, so I took a taxi.

Along the way, I sat on the back seat and fiddled with the Pixiu pendant for a long time. I found that although this item is a street item, the workmanship is surprisingly delicate, and the luster is also very moist. It looks beautiful and feels good in the hand. It is really a good piece Gadgets.At that time, I had been entangled with that person for a long time, but finally buying this thing was worth the money, which made me feel very comfortable.

It was about 10 o'clock when I got home.I didn’t sleep all night before and walked for almost two hours in the morning. I was really exhausted. In the taxi, my eyelids fought frequently, and when I went up the stairs, my feet felt like I was stepping on clouds.When I entered the room, I saw that the little devil hadn't gotten up yet, so I threw my bag at the door, went to the bedroom and threw myself into the bed, thinking that even if the king of Hades arrived, he wouldn't want me to get up.

Therefore, it is quite reasonable to say that people with insomnia are not sleepy.This time I was too sleepy and I didn't have the heart to think about what I had or what I didn't, so I fell asleep in less than 2 minutes.

Didn't really have any dreams.

I was woken up by the slanting sun, and opened my eyes to check the time. It was already past 4 o'clock in the afternoon.I don’t know if it’s because of the psychological effect of the brave one. I really felt that I slept very peacefully this time. After waking up, I didn’t feel any fatigue at all, and my spirit was very good.

The kid seemed to have just woken up, he was brushing his teeth and washing his face in the bathroom, and he didn't close the bathroom door, so I stood at the door and glanced at him.With a bandage on his right hand, he can only brush his teeth with his left hand. Don't look at this kid's ability to climb walls, touch high cornices and walk walls with his left hand, but the trivial task of brushing his teeth is very clumsy, and his appearance is quite funny.

I couldn't help laughing out loud, and suddenly felt that the dreams and fantasies I had the night before were extremely absurd.

Just a normal 15-year-old kid, that's all.

He heard my voice, turned his head to look at me, and asked something, because he had a toothbrush in his mouth, which seemed a little vague.

I pondered for a while, walked up to him and squatted down, grabbed his ankle and took a closer look. His fair skin was smooth and there was no trace of scar.

He was a little surprised, but he didn't pull his legs back. He spit out the toothpaste and rinsed his mouth before asking me, "What's wrong?"

I looked up into his eyes and asked in as serious a tone as possible, "You didn't hurt your ankle?"

"I sprained once while playing basketball, and I was on crutches for a long time, but it's fine now." He replied while wiping off the water droplets on his face with a towel.

"Did you get any other injuries? A knife wound or a sword wound?"

He froze for a moment, then burst out laughing, "Why do you suddenly think of asking this?"

"It's nothing." I gave him a blank look, walked away resentfully, and stopped at the door of the bathroom, but he followed me and almost bumped into each other by accident.

"Let's cook and eat together tonight, and I'll help you." I said.

"Okay." He nodded, and asked again after a while, "What do you want to eat?"

I thought about it carefully for a long time, and answered cautiously: "Tomato scrambled eggs."

We went to the supermarket together and bought several large bags of vegetables. Considering that his arm was injured, I volunteered to mention it all by myself, and he was not polite to me.It turned out to be really heavy, and I almost broke my two arms when I walked home. In order to save face, I had to put on a relaxed and happy expression on my face, which was really hard to describe.

I watched him cook and finally realized how inconvenient it is to chop vegetables with one hand.So the dinner was basically cooked by me under the guidance of Master Bai Jinghao, and the three dishes on the table at the end were quite eye-catching, especially the coveted tomato scrambled eggs.

This is the first time in my life to eat a dish made by myself, and my heart is full of pride.The little ghost tasted it and said "it's good", and I quickly ate a few mouthfuls. It didn't happen the kind of accidents that I like to see in TV dramas. error.

Overall, dinner was very enjoyable.After tidying up the dishes, the kid said he wanted to borrow my computer, and I gave it to him without asking. It turned out that he had downloaded the application form for returning to school from the middle school he was in before, and filled in all the contents. good.

I was a little surprised.Before, he had always fantasized that he was the young master of a demon-eliminating family who lived in the mountains and had little contact with the world. He didn't want the matter to come to an end now, and he had to go back to school.

"You really go to the attached middle school. You told Li Guimei that you didn't lie to others?"

"Of course not... No, I can only say that it wasn't all... At that time, getting rid of that scorpion was a bit of annoyance, otherwise I really didn't want to involve her." His typing hand paused for a while , as if sighing softly, "I was in the attached high school before, and it was not easy to pass the exam from Jiutai. At that time, I got involved in a lawsuit and had to suspend my studies. Now that the matter is settled, it is a serious matter to go back to study."

I saw that the column of his home address was not empty, so I asked, "Do you live in the dormitory of the school?"

"Well," he nodded, "it's more convenient to live outside."

"That's right, I can still go to you for dinner and drinks in the future. If you live in a dormitory, I don't think it will work." As I said this, I suddenly felt that I could often take the kid out to play and bring me Thinking about the bad boy makes one's blood boil, so he found a piece of paper and copied his address. "Yes, that's right, I can go for a walk with you every now and then."

After such a conversation, I feel more and more that the little ghost is an ordinary person who is as real as I am in terms of identity and experience. The previous experience in the Bai family and what Li Xiao said to me, thinking about it now, are like a scene. like a dream.I finally felt more at ease in my heart, so I wanted to ask the little ghost about all these things. After thinking about where to start, I asked, "By the way, little ghost, is there really such a person as Pu Yangwen?"

"Yizhi told you?" He didn't raise his eyes, and didn't stop editing the form, he replied casually, "What did he say?"

After some consideration, I decided to tell him Li Xiao's exact words, "He said that Pu Yangwen was me, and you saved my life, but I caused you to betray your relatives and brothers, and finally buried you alive in an ancient tree. in the trunk of a tree."

He paused this time, turned his head to look at me, frowning tightly, which made me tremble for a while.It took him a while to smile as if he couldn't hold back, and shook his head helplessly.

"It turned out that in his eyes, I was such a useless wretch who was slaughtered."

I was confused by him.Does this sentence mean that this matter itself is nonsense, or is it expressing dissatisfaction with Li Xiao?My heart, which had finally fallen down, hung up again this time.

He went back to continue filling out the form, and his tone became calm again, "Han Yu, do you believe this? What else did he say?"

The kid's words almost have the same meaning as Li Xiao's presumptuous ridicule towards me at the end.At that time, Li Xiao said that reincarnation and rebirth are all nonsense, I am who I am, and Pu Yangwen is just an unknown person who has not even been recorded in official history.

But this ambiguous statement is still unacceptable even now.Maybe the little ghost told a more interesting story along with Li Xiao today, and I can still be sure in my heart that the two of them are working together to fool me, but now it seems that they are deliberately concealing some key points.

"He's talking about something everyone in your business knows... If it's true, don't you hate me?"

The kid didn't answer this time, but just filled out the form as if nothing had happened, then closed the document and closed the computer.

"Han Yu, there's something I've always wanted to ask you." He glanced at me, then turned his head to look in the direction of the door, and said after a while, "...where did you get that thing?"

I was taken aback, and it took me a long time to realize that he should be talking about the Pixiu pendant.I came back from the outside at noon and went straight to the bedroom and fell asleep. I should have taken out the things in my pocket when I entered the door and put them on the cabinet at the door together with some keys and coins.

He changed the subject too suddenly, but there was nothing concealed in his expression. Did he not want to answer my question or did he mean that the Pixiu pendant was also related to this matter?

I muttered in my heart, and answered his question: "I went to the big temple in the morning. I wanted to worship the Buddha, but they didn't open the door today. As a result, I didn't succeed in worshiping the Buddha. I met a street vendor who pestered me for life and death." I want to sell this thing to me, saying that it can ward off evil spirits and bring good fortune and wealth."

"Did you buy it?"

The kid's tone was extremely surprised, which made me startled again, "I bought it, what's wrong?"

He thought for a while, then asked, "Can I see it?"

I was completely confused by his mysterious reaction, turned around to the door and took the Pixiu and handed it to him, "Isn't it just a plastic pendant, what's the problem?"

He took it and looked at it very seriously for a long time, and then asked me for a flashlight and a magnifying glass to check it over and over several times. The more he looked at it, the more serious his expression became.

I was really pushed by him, and asked loudly, "What's going on?"

He turned off the flashlight, stared blankly at the Pixiu for a while, and then replied, "It's not plastic, it's beeswax."

"...What do you think this is?" I heard it clearly, but the word "beeswax" is quite unfamiliar to me. Could it be a kind of candle?

"This is beeswax." The kid repeated it slowly, probably seeing that I still didn't understand, and then explained: "Do you know amber? That kind of transparent fossil of ancient resin, some of which have small bugs in it What?"

I nodded.

"Beeswax is similar to amber. It is also a fossil of ancient resin, but it is opaque and denser than amber. It is also more precious than ordinary amber."

When he said this, I probably understood the problem.Even if I don't know anything about the antique market, I know that every piece of real amber is expensive. Since beeswax is more expensive than amber, this piece should not be much cheaper now. It can't be spent on a street stall. Things you can buy for a buck.