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Grandpa Qin was dumbfounded, gasped for several times before covering his chest, and pointed at Qingfu: "You, how many good brothers do you have!?"

Qin Shou stood on the stairs, his face was still tired, but he laughed out loud after being shocked: "Congratulations, old man, you have dozens of grandchildren."

Mr. Qin: "..." Dozens of plausible words? ?

Baiyi Wuchang deserves to be recognized as thick-skinned, and climbed along the pole: "That's right, brother, grandpa, happy Mid-Autumn Festival, family!" He tried to come in through the window, but Si Ji pushed his face hard, "Hey, you let me in, it's Mid-Autumn Festival, my grandpa will definitely want to see me, don't disturb our grandparents' reunion."

Or how to say that people flock together, and things form groups, and the dozens of impermanences behind him also called grandpa and brother in one voice, you push me, I push you, and swarmed into the window.

Si Ji was forced to be pushed down under the window, and Wuchang came in through the window, and stepped on him mercilessly. Although it didn't hurt, it was extremely insulting. Si Ji was so angry that he jumped up and grabbed the electric mosquito swatter next to him. Shouting: "A plague of locusts! Hurry up and beat the locusts out!!"

There was a commotion in the room for a while, Qing Fu sat at the table, and slowly turned his gaze to Emperor Fengdu: "The ghosts still have a holiday? No one dies during the Mid-Autumn Festival, right?"

"..." Emperor Fengdu was wronged and funny, and just now Qingfu asked him if the underworld said anything about the Mid-Autumn Festival, "It is said that there is no holiday in the underworld, it is just an area under their jurisdiction, and there are probably no souls to hook today."

Qing Fu: "Don't they know how to be eager to help colleagues?"

Emperor Fengdu: "Then other colleagues also finished their work early, and everyone went to the banquet together?"

Qing Fu: "..."

Damn, so to speak, the current wave is relatively small.

Qin Shouwu laughed so hard that he hit the handrail of the stairs, while Qin Lu helped Mr. Qin, who was clutching his chest, to the table and sat down. Qing Fu knocked on the table impatiently: "It's meal time, where should you sit? Locusts are forbidden." Serve."

The room was instantly quiet.

From this we can see the majesty of the eldest brother, and all the ghosts left honestly. Only Si Ji sat down obediently and muttered in a low voice: "The family is big and the business is big, and it's not like this for locusts. It’s fine if you can’t even take it home, and now you’re bringing other locust companions?”

The locusts didn't care what he was muttering. It doesn't matter that there are not so many bowls in the kitchen. They each touched their sleeves and found a set of bowls and chopsticks.

Si Ji and the others didn't want to talk about it, but Qin Shou was very interested: "How to make an offering? I'll give you some."

The locusts instantly overwhelmed Qin Shou and laughed at Shen Yi who was concentrating on eating.He thought for a while, and for the first time since his rebirth, he put down his chopsticks at meal time, and raised his phone: "Such a lively scene must be recorded, everyone looks at the camera, eggplant!"

Before pressing the shutter, he himself leaned in front of the camera, and his younger siblings squeezed into the camera with Yi Si, Qing Fu, etc., and with a click, dozens of noisy people or ghosts were squeezed into the small photo.

After taking the photo, Baiyi Wuchang was quite moved: "I didn't expect you, Brother Shen, to like such a lively atmosphere so much. Tell me earlier, we will go to your house for dinner every day from now on!"

Halfway through Shen Yi's Weibo post, he couldn't laugh or cry: "Then there's no need..."

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Because the number of people attending the banquet...the number of ghosts was more than expected, Shen Yan and Si Ji finished their meal at a faster pace, and went to the kitchen again to feed the locusts who were waiting to be fed.

After eating half full, Qing Fu felt a little sleepy. He put down his chopsticks and answered Mr. Qin's questions. Just after he said a few words, a shell-peeled, plump and delicious The prawns are dipped in vinegar thoughtfully.

Getting used to it came naturally, Qing Fu just lowered his head and ate without thinking.

"..." Mr. Qin slowly stopped to ask, and watched his grandson open his mouth naturally, lowered his head and bit the shrimp into his mouth, and even picked on the shrimp after eating, "Have you picked the shrimp thread?"

Mr. Qin: "??"

No, what's the situation? ?Emperor Fengdu, why did you feed his grandson shrimp?Is he, me, this, Emperor Fengdu such an approachable persona?

Emperor Fengdu: "Tick it, do you want to add some ginger to your vinegar? I see that your hands have been very cold on the way here, and the shrimp is cold..."

Mr. Qin: "..."

No, wait a minute! ! !How do you know my grandson has cold hands?How do you know my grandson's hands are "always" cold? ?

Looking at his grandson again, his face was full of "what nonsense are you talking about": "Can I get sick? But you still added ginger. The shrimp is very empty. Add some ginger and I will eat him as a crab claw."

Emperor Fengdu really got up and went to cut ginger. Mr. Qin carefully observed his surroundings. Except for being addicted to delicious food, he didn't notice the people who were moving here at all. So he continued to pick up vegetables with a normal face, as if it was not a big deal at all.

Mr. Qin felt his dizziness come back, and while Emperor Fengdu was going to the kitchen, he grabbed Qingfu's wrist in a dizzy way: "You..." He was still somewhat rational, and asked in a low voice, "What the hell are you and Emperor Fengdu doing?" relation??"

"?" Qing Fu didn't know why, "Didn't I say it before, we are friends."

Mr. Qin: "You're talking nonsense! Will your friend feed you shrimp??"

What's the matter, Qing Fu felt that old man Qin was making a fuss, and was about to say something when old man Qin slapped Qin Shou shrewdly: "You, feed your brother a shrimp."

Qin Shou's head was almost smashed into the bowl by Mr. Qin: "Ah???"

Old Master Qin used him as a tool, and immediately approached Qing Fu after the filming: "What do you think?"

One example is not enough, so old man Qin pointed at another casually: "Xu...Xiao Xu, feed your elder brother a shrimp."

Xu Xian's indifferent expression was instantly frightened: "?!"

What did he do wrong? He didn't even want to kill the monk today during the rare Mid-Autumn Festival banquet.

Old Master Qin leaned in front of Qingfu again: "What do you think?"

Qing Fu: "..."

It's really not that good. It stands to reason that Qingfu should be a little emotional at this moment, but in fact he looked at Mr. Qin and felt very speechless: "Are you so eager to prove that your grandson is a broken sleeve?"

Old Master Qin was heartbroken, and said in a trembling voice: "I just hope to wake him up and stop being a scumbag!"

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A "family banquet" starts at noon and lasts until three or four o'clock before closing the stalls.There are really too many locusts, it is a bit difficult to feed them, they still don’t leave after feeding, they lay crookedly in the living room and lay paralyzed: “Bowl, don’t wash the bowl, wait for us to rest, do it by yourself…”

Si Ji rolled his eyes: "Who will wash the dishes for you! You wash the dishes yourself."

Qing Fu was sitting by the sofa. He wanted to take a nap a long time ago, but was caught by Mr. Qin and recalled the past. Now he was so sleepy that he squinted his eyes and nodded his head.

Not only did Qing Fu not find this homely voice noisy, but it was particularly soothing, like a soothing lullaby, he couldn't help squinting his eyes, feeling drowsy.

Mr. Qin and Mr. Shen sighed with emotion: "The days are different now. How could there be air conditioners and computers in those days? Such a large table of food can only be found in the landlord's house. When we were most miserable, we ate tree roots. After chewing the soil, famine is commonplace, how many people died along the way?"

Sitting next to Qing Fu, Emperor Fengdu turned his head and saw someone who had already closed his eyes suddenly frowned when he heard a certain word, then raised his hand lightly to cover Qing Fu's ears On the ground, the spirit qi was surging, which isolated the famine from intruding on the eldest brother's sleep.

Even the tips of Qingfu's ears were slightly cold. Emperor Fengdu folded his palms together and covered them for a while before he felt a little warmth. But when his ears were warm, other places should feel cold. Qingfu moved unconsciously , replaced the ear with the face, sticking that piece of warmth.

"..." Mr. Qin and their conversation stopped, and they stared at the two young people... Well, they are not young either.

...Suddenly it feels like their existence is a bit redundant.

Others, though, were apparently more comfortable—or thicker.Meng Jiangnu and Nie Xiaoqian were sitting side by side on the opposite sofa, holding their faces together and eating sugar. Others were doing what they were supposed to do, and even the errands who were paralyzed to dry their bellies were too lazy to turn over to avoid their eyes.

... Scumbag, this one still swears that they are just friends!

The old man Qin was heartbroken, and he stretched out his hand to shake Qingfu awake, and when he talked about it carefully, the people beside him who were doing their own things suddenly jumped up and rushed up to suppress him: "Oh! Oh!! What are you doing! "

Nie Xiaoqian said emotionally: "What a beautiful picture, do you really want to break it?"

Mr. Qin: "??"

What a beauty, he saw the scumbag sleeping.

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It was almost five o'clock, and the guests of the dinner party came one after another. Si Ji was nervously chasing locusts in the living room: "There are so many living people, and you won't lose your life if you hit them? Hurry up, hurry up."

The impermanences cling to:

"Living people need happiness, locusts need love too!"

"That's right, we only need a little ration, which is enough to survive this indifferent autumn..."

"We could just squat in the kitchen and not go anywhere."

Si Ji: "..."

What kind of care do locusts need? What locusts need is pesticides.Still squatting in the kitchen, ready to make a dish and eat a dish?

But Wuchang didn't leave, and Si Ji couldn't help it. His elder brother seemed to be in a particularly good mood today, and he didn't even plan to exterminate the locusts.

Qing Fu was really in a good mood, he leaned on the sofa and had a sweet dream, dreaming of his grandmother and master, one combing his hair and the other playing chess with him, even when he woke up, there was a faint smile on his face—— —Then he opened his eyes and saw Emperor Fengdu.

Emperor Fengdu didn't expect Qingfu to wake up as soon as he said he would wake up, and he should have retreated in time to make a qualified pillow that can come and go as soon as he is called, but seeing the light smile on Qingfu's face, he didn't move at all. .

Anyway, left and right were just punched, and it wasn't the first time.Emperor Fengdu calmly prepared to face T.

But Qing Fu didn't move.

The old man Qin's question at the dinner table suddenly popped up in his mind at this moment: "Will your friend feed you shrimp?"

He couldn't help but linger between the eyebrows of Emperor Fengdu, and gradually he was stared into the eyes of the other party with a hint of retreat, and slowly sat up straight.

At the door, several familiar old men had already brought their family members together.Because it was another old man's birthday banquet, it was only held at the venue of Mr. Qin, and there were some unfamiliar faces among the guests, most of whom talked well and dressed luxuriously. Young people in Fu's age group are probably the children they brought.

Mr. Qin didn't care, that's what he had agreed on, and there were dozens of errats squatting in his back kitchen, so a living person was like a ball of yarn.

Qing Fu couldn't sit still, got up and took the initiative to help greet him. During the exchange of pleasantries, he saw several younger brothers and sisters helping at the door. Xu Xian was being held by an old lady happily: "Xu Xian! Xu Xian from Science Xiaomeng, right? I He is a loyal fan of Science Xiaomeng, hey, I can still recognize you." The old lady finished her eyesight, and then went to take out her mobile phone, "To tell you the truth, I went to T city some time ago and saw you My lady! I even took a photo with her..."

"?!" Xu Xian was shocked, and hurried over, "Really..."

What, Xu Xian was speechless at the first glance. The white lady in the old lady's mouth is a stone statue. Cixiang is quite kind, but she has half a cent relationship with his lady.

The old lady still stared at him with her mouth open in shock.

The old sisters next to you started booing with each other:

"This is the famous old lady Bai from Dongluan Temple in T city, don't you know?"

"Oops, science Xiaomeng's very well-founded persona is about to fail. Grandma told you that this old lady Bai is a statue of an old woman standing in the fairy temple of Dongluan Temple in T City, and she is Xu Shilin's mother, Bai Suzhen. Said It was because of Fa Hai’s suppression that the number of years had expired, so he came out of the pagoda and made a vow to eradicate suffering beings.”

"..." Xu Xian narrowed his eyes and looked at it. This statue is quite new, and it is basically a modern craft. Regardless of whether there is Xu Xian's white lady in this world, anyway, this statue must have no spirituality.

He was thinking about how to solve this problem, and the old lady who was pulling him also recovered from the shock, and instead of making fun of the sisters, she said righteously: "Wrong! We are not careful and rigorous. I just I recalled Xiaomeng's screen recording. From the beginning to the end, neither Xiao Xu nor anyone else mentioned Xu Shilin. I suspect that Xiao Xu's character design should be a version of Xu Shilin that does not exist..."

Qing Fu: "..."

The old lady is indeed a loyal fan of Xiaomeng, and she has learned the essence.

Just being speechless, another group of people poured in from the door, and they arrived before they arrived: "I heard that Mr. Qin's family has a little Internet celebrity, brother Guomin?"

"?" The people who were exchanging greetings turned their heads one after another, who, why did the people who came to the banquet speak so eccentrically.

Qing Fu frowned slightly, followed the prestige, and saw a group of familiar people walking in the door, he turned his head and looked at the original owner's memories, only to realize that these were the original owner's former friends, but then he took the initiative to cut off contact with the original owner .

The disconnection was not because the original owner did something bad, but because the original owner was found out after doing something bad, and was kicked out of the family with no money, and lost the value of continuing to get along with each other.

Yisi walked over from the side, and whispered to Qingfu: "Do you still remember the person who revealed that your leg was broken? I checked, and that's all."

Qingfu's eyes immediately changed, he was about to do something, when a gust of cold wind blew from behind, and all the ghosts who had been hiding in the kitchen rushed out without showing their appearance: "Oh, I'm a bit full of food, I'll take a walk here."

Dozens of errands lined up to pass through the few dudes who were still posing at the door, and from time to time stretched their arms and kicked their legs, hitting people on their bodies.

All the people in the hall had gathered after hearing the sound, and a few old comrades-in-arms came out in a crowd, and were about to scold them severely, when they saw those dandies suddenly curled up in the The ground, hissing and fighting as if it was very cold, stretched out his hands and breathed non-stop, and there were also those who yelled and covered their eyes and stomachs. The most exaggerated one was the one who made the sound at the beginning, and performed three dances like a child learning to dance on the ground. Rolling forward crookedly, like being kicked away by an invisible person.

"..." The old comrades backed away slowly, all raising their heads and whistling as if they hadn't seen anything.

Other guests who didn't know the truth clapped and laughed: "I was taken aback at the beginning. I said earlier that the actor was invited by Science Xiaomeng. It's the Mid-Autumn Festival. It's hard work."

Some elders who knew these people were stunned: "Isn't this the son of Lao Hu and Lao Chang's family? He's not an actor! What about Lao Hu and Lao Chang? They haven't come yet?"

Immediately, someone spontaneously joined in: "Hey, I'm not an actor, and it's not that I can't act. You say Mr. Shen, Professor Yi, which one is an actor? As the saying goes, life is like a play, and the best acting skills are actually around us."

Those dandies couldn't swear, couldn't open their mouths when they wanted to ask for help, their teeth were fighting with each other, looking at the guests who were laughing not far away, they suddenly felt desperate: No, no! !Something is really wrong, it seems like there is a ghost! !Look at us, save us!

No one realized that something was wrong, only Qin Fu's calm and evil face was gradually approaching them in the laughter: "Yes, because it is the Mid-Autumn Festival, our actors also need to go home and reunite with important people, so here I won't stay any longer, I will send them away."

The dandies were extremely desperate. When they were pushed out of the hall by invisible forces, they could still hear the people inside applauding enthusiastically and discussing:

"Hey, I never thought that Lao Hu and Lao Chang's son has such acting skills! Look at this expression, it's so vivid."

"Very good, this non-physical performance is simply professional!"

At this point in time, there were still guests coming one after another, and some people saw this group of dudes acting strangely outside the door. It was strange, but when they heard the lively discussions inside, they all showed regret, and even shouted. : "It's late! Didn't see it, can you do it again? Encore! Encore!"

The dandies collapsed: Ann your mother! ! ! !

They were pushed and shoved all the way to the garage by the servants. Not to mention tears and snot, the urine was about to come down. After regaining a little bit of autonomous control of their tongues, they immediately began to cry:

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I changed my ways, brother, no, big brother, spare our lives!"

"Dad, Dad, don't kill me!"

Dozens of errants showed up with red lanterns, and the scene of ghostly shadows frightened the cries of the dudes back into their throats.

Emperor Fengdu also wobbled after Qingfu, watching Qingfu frighten people: "Be honest, be a man with your tail between your legs in the future, and don't let me find out that you are making trouble again. See, I have not only people above me, but also people below me. Some are ghosts. You all know how to go back and talk about what happened today, right?"

There was also a dude who rolled his eyes and wanted to go back and exposed it. He was slapped by Bai Yiwuchang, nose to nose and said quietly: "Think twice before doing things, there are two eyes that are always looking at you outside the window..."

Although Wuchang in white is good-looking, he can't stand it as a ghost, his face is pale, the blood under the skin looks like a spider's web, and his pupils are also extremely strange, almost filling the entire eye socket.

Dandy was so scared that he really peed out, crying and saying: "No, don't, I was wrong!!"

I don’t dare to turn off the lights to sleep at night anymore, woo woo!

The dandies helped each other up, stumbled and escaped, and the servants also rushed away: "Let's go, let's go back to the kitchen and squat to eat!"

Emperor Fengdu followed Qingfu with great interest: "Why don't you beat them yourself."

Qing Fu raised his hand and made a weighing gesture, a little worried: "It doesn't look like you are forbidden to beat..."

Unlike Emperor Fengdu, the touch is getting better and better.

While the two of them were talking, they walked back to the lobby, and saw a few uncles coming over in a daze: "Qin...Qing Fu." In the ups and downs of the business field, they have contacts with big figures from all sides, and they have heard of Qing Fu more or less. They usually don't say the name of Fu, but they know it well, so they are quite respectful, calling Qing Fu's Taoist name, "Where are our sons who are useless?"

Several people were quite puzzled: "We agreed to go to the banquet together...Why do I hear Lao Han and the others say, what important people do you say they are going back to accompany?? Parents and mothers are here, what else is important to them? people??"

"..." Hold on, sometimes you don't need to correct a lie yourself, Qingfu said calmly, "I don't know, that's what they told me, why don't you ask after you go back."

The few people had no doubts at all, and when they turned to leave, they got together and muttered angrily:

"Okay, it must be a secret relationship. Why do you have to avoid your own parents and live alone? What kind of family background does this woman have!"

"Hiss, isn't it a woman?"

"Hey, hey, my high blood pressure is about to come out, this... I'm not in the mood to stay at this banquet, I have to go back and ask!"

All the people present saw the excitement, expressed their understanding one after another, and some persuaded them to stay. The children and grandchildren have their own blessings, but don't the parents know the temper of their own son?They all rolled up their sleeves and got ready to rush home to torture and extract confessions.

Shen Yan came out of the kitchen, indicating that the banquet could begin, and everyone gathered in the dining room, only Fahai was still surrounded by people, it was bustling.

I don't know who started it first, but Fahai was forced to cut the red line again in order to find a marriage, but this time everyone's atmosphere is very good:

"Hahaha, as expected of Fahai, whoever gets the share."

"Don't tell me, the calculation is quite accurate. You see, Lao Qi doesn't believe in evil, and when he calculates his age, his mage can calculate it at once. He has been divorced twice, and now he is still arguing about the third marriage. "

"I think, let's be more scientific. This should be because people who want to count marriages generally have some problems. Who else counts this?"

"Hey master, why don't you figure out when Xiao Xu's Weibo will be related to you?"

Fahai:"…………"

Fahai cut the red line diligently, why did he want to tie Fahai's heart? ?