reborn daughter-in-law

Tie Shu has been laughing since he got in the car, his smile is restrained and a bit wicked, Xia Huo shook his head, and said how it was incredible that he seemed to be a different person after flying the leaves.

Tieshu sighed, put his hands on his forehead and leaned on the back of the chair to pant for breath, his breath was not very steady, a little fluttering, his eyes stared straight at people, it looked abnormal.

"Look at your vibrancy, haven't you come out yet?" Xia Huo's voice was not high, slightly hoarse, which sounded very comfortable.

"Well..." Tieshu hummed and continued to float there with his eyes closed, but he was afraid in his heart that he would not be able to hold back and expose everything.

The time and place are right tonight, as long as he is pretending to be entangled with summer fire, perhaps, what he has been looking forward to for a long time will happen.

Xia Huo understandingly opened the car CD for Tie Shu, and played him a soothing song according to Tie Shu's preference.

He took the initiative to invite Ying to send Tieshu tonight because he had selfish intentions, and Xia Huo also felt that today is the right time and place, if he didn't enter the house in the name of sending Tieshu, he might not have such a good opportunity to have a showdown with Tiemu alone.

He drove quietly, letting Tieshu "scatter the medicine" by the side, just hoping not to disperse too quickly, at least after he saw Tiemu's showdown.

If that person is really reborn after the tree, it directly means that the real Tiemu has left. Xia Huo really doesn't want to tear the window paper all at once, leaving Tieshu unprepared.After all, the feeling of losing a loved one is not good, let alone his younger brother who has been dependent on him since he was a child.

The car drove towards Tieshu's house steadily all the way, the mobile phone in his trouser pocket vibrated suddenly, Xia Huo took out the mobile phone, and the name of Hei Deng was displayed on the caller ID, Xia Huo turned his face slightly, closed his eyes and said "Happy" Tieshu, after thinking for a while, hung up the phone, and at the moment when there was no urgent matter, it would not be better for him to go home and surprise him after confirming Tiemu's identity.

However, Xia Huo didn't want to startle the Tieshu next to him who had "entered the state" when the phone called over and over again, so he gritted his teeth and pressed it, and then turned off the phone directly.

The condition of Iron Tree was a bit bad, Xia Huo frowned tightly, and helped him up the stairs, turned on the air conditioner in the bedroom, adjusted it to a suitable temperature, and then played a soothing tune for Iron Tree, letting him Mediation and venting in my own way until the drug energy in the body is completely dissipated.

He sat with Tieshu for half an hour, and seeing that Tieshu should be fine, Xia Huo quietly got up and walked out of the bedroom to Tiemu's bedroom.

However, he was in vain, and there was no sign of Iron Wood upstairs or downstairs...

Standing in the darkness, Xia Huo was completely stunned, completely unaware of the figure hiding in the darkness behind him, who was staring at him with extremely paradoxical eyes, with a ferocious sneer on his lips.

When Tieshu left, he told the nanny that he would not come back tonight, and asked the nanny to wait for Tiemu to fall asleep on time, and he would come back early tomorrow morning.

Tieshu talked to the nanny especially within the range of Tiemu's hearing. During Lu Jie's birthday banquet, Tieshu called back many times, getting a little drunk each time, until the last call before twelve o'clock, he dressed in a suit He passed away drunk before he finished speaking, creating an illusion for Tiemu at home—if you want to do something, you can do it tonight.

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Tiemu had indeed fallen into the situation that Tieshu carefully stepped for him, so he hurried back to the shanty town, even though everything was so unbelievable and unscientific, he still made up his mind to find Xiao Liuer and explain everything.

He really missed his little Liu'er, so he couldn't help but log in to his writing account and wrote a prose expressing his feelings, but it was quickly deleted by him, and he never logged in to that account again, the account of a deceased author Wouldn't it be appalling to rewrite the text?Ji Shu didn't want to make trouble for himself, but the trouble had already found him, but he didn't know it.

He disguised himself very well, but no matter how vividly he acted, he was not the real Tiemu after all. As Tiemu's closest relative, it was impossible for him not to notice the abnormality of his younger brother. In this way, it can only be said that he is one foot taller than the devil. The iron tree road is one foot high.

This is not the first snow in Jiangcheng, but Jishu is surprisingly excited, he can't wait to put on his wings and fly to "home" immediately.

He ran desperately, breathing in the smell of snow greedily, panting heavily, he was about to be suffocated mad.

Jishu, who has been dormant for so long, is fully prepared. He is determined to escape from Tiemu, and after meeting Jiliu, he takes his younger brother away.

After his death, he was reborn as a fool for so long, just for this moment, he hid some objects that could be pawned for money from the iron tree, and at the same time, he planned everything, thought of everything he could think of and might have. emergencies that occur.

As long as Xiao Liuer is willing to accept the fact that he is reborn after death!

However, all the beautiful blueprints he had constructed in his mind collapsed when he stood in front of this empty door.

Where have you been?

Where did they go?

Ji Shu was a little dazed, he said that he could never get through to their mobile phone calls, so they had moved away long ago...

Suddenly he ran downstairs and headed straight to Huang Meng's house. He knew it was the middle of the night, but he had no choice, because Huang Meng's place was his last hope.

dong dong dong-

Jishu's hands and feet trembled uncontrollably, biting his back molars and covering his beating heart, slamming on the door frantically, open the door, open the door, open the door quickly, please come out and open the door quickly! ! !

"Who the fuck is that, who stays up late at night and pretends to be a ghost and smashes the door??"

"Uncle, it's me, I'm looking for Da Meng."

The door opened, and both inside and outside the room were stunned.

"Is this Huang Meng's house? Is Huang Meng there?"

"No, it's not there, you've found the wrong place."

Seeing that the people in the house were about to close the door, Ji Shu panicked, and hurriedly reached out his hand to block the door that was about to be closed, and exclaimed in pain: "Did you rent or buy this house, do you know where the family who lived here moved to? "

"You ask me who I ask? I don't know if I don't know, get out!"

"Then who did you buy this house with? Can you tell me the phone number of the contact person? I'm really looking for something urgent about the family, so I beg you."

"Let go, believe it or not, I'll cut you off???"

"Then do you know where the Ji family from the opposite building has moved? Huh? Brother, if you want to know, just tell me, please."

"Get out of here." The man was in a hurry, he waved his hand and gave Ji Shu who was blocking the door of his house a pestle, and then closed the door with an angry expression on his face.

Ji Shu staggered back feebly and took two steps to stabilize his figure, clutching the backpack on his body tightly, his fingers turning white.

Like a wandering soul, he left the door of Huang Meng's house in a daze and returned to his downstairs, sitting on the steps of the door with his knees folded, and guarded it all night.

At dawn, the dazed Jishu slapped his face and went downstairs, going straight to Aunt Wang's house to find someone.

It was another strange face who came to open the door for him. In the end, he finally found out what he wanted to know from a guard who bought the house.

"Are you looking for Huang Meng? Hey, are you his relative?"

"The son has made a fortune and bought a high-rise for his parents. He has long since stopped living here."

"Where did you move? I really don't know."

"Where does Huang Meng go to work? Well, where did the old Huang's son say he worked?"

"What game company didn't say?"

"Yes yes yes, the game company is that kind of online game, network administrator, yes yes yes, network administrator hahaha."

"Cut! Who knows if you buy a high-level man or not, just listen to his hag bragging."

"Jiliu? Hey, do you know that there is a family named Ji here?"

"How do I know? I'm not a local tenant here. The old people have all moved away. I don't know."

"Are you asking, or are you asking—oh, old Tian, ​​you just came back. There is a young man here who is looking for a family named Ji, have you heard of it?"

"Who is looking for Ji Liu's family? Is it you? Are you?"

"Hey, it's a pity. The whole family fell apart when the eldest died. The younger one was also a stubborn donkey. He jumped off the building and died on the spot. Oops, his face turned into a gourd of blood. It's so bloody."

"It's a pity that there are two such good sons. Gambling is harmful."

"Young man, if you want to worship, go to the place where the ashes are stored in the funeral home..."

"Do evil, do evil..."

Ji Shu sits in a daze in the taxi, going through the conversations just now over and over again in his mind, his little Liuer is gone...

He came back to life, but Xiao Liuer died...

Hahahahahaha...

A bolt from the blue is nothing more than that.

"It's time to arrive, brother, 58." The driver stopped and turned around, waiting for Jishu who was sitting in the back to pay the fare.

But to see this man in a trance, taking out money in a daze, grinning foolishly, and then tears falling from his eyes, it is really as shocking as hailstones.

"No need to look for it." Ji Shu pushed the door and got out of the car. The driver clearly saw that he was smiling, but the tears couldn't stop flowing, or you can put it this way - he clearly saw that he was crying, but suppressed his screaming. He couldn't stop raising an arc of a smile, what a strange person...

Looking at the three words funeral parlor, I really feel that this place of the dead is unlucky. Could it be a mental illness with violent tendencies?

The driver master felt scared.