I am short of money

Tong Qingyu gradually calmed down, Qian Simu patted her back and held her hand, it was really cold.

Sitting on her lap, he bowed his head and kissed her lips.

"Is it better?" Qian Simu asked her softly.

"You're a hooligan, sneaking in." Tong Qingyu muttered in a low voice.

Hearing what she said, Qian Simu's heart also calmed down slightly: "Otherwise, who do you think is playing hooligans on you?"

Tong Qingyu glanced at her: "You secretly changed logic again."

Qian Simu smiled and pinched her nose: "Okay, put away your things first? Let's talk when I wake up. Go to sleep, okay?"

"You carry me back to the bedroom." Tong Qingyu said shamelessly.

Qian Simu pecked at the corner of her mouth: "Okay."

Tong Qingyu quickly put away her things, Qian Simu carried her back to the bedroom according to his words, and lay on the bed, Tong Qingyu rolled into her arms, Qian Simu wrapped her arms around her waist: "Go to sleep."

Xu was coaxed by her, but Tong Qingyu fell asleep quite quickly.

Qian Simu turned off the light when he saw that she was asleep, and kissed her forehead: "Good night."

Tong Qingyu slept a lot more peacefully this time, and Qian Simu didn't get up early the next day when she was on vacation. When Tong Qingyu woke up at ten o'clock in the morning, Qian Simu was holding a medical book by the bedside. Glancing at her, the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "Are you awake?"

"Hmm~" Tong Qingyu stretched out his arms to hug her waist, and leaned his head up: "Why did you wake up so early?"

Qian Simu rubbed her head: "I'm used to it, are you still sleeping?"

Tong Qingyu shook his head quickly: "I'm hungry."

Qian Simu put down his book, lowered his head and kissed her: "I'll cook."

Usually when Qian Simu goes to work, Tong Qingyu cooks at home, and when she rests, she usually cooks.

"I want fried pork with bamboo shoots, it's in the refrigerator."

"it is good."

"What time did you wake up?" Tong Qingyu huddled under the quilt again and asked her.

"Seven o'clock, usually around this time."

"You only read medical books for three hours?" Tong Qingyu felt incredible.

"Otherwise?" Qian Simu didn't think there was anything wrong.

"It's nothing, you're amazing." Tong Qingyu rolled on the bed, still in a daze, and didn't plan to get up for the time being.

Qian Simu went to wash up, and then went to the kitchen to cook.

Tong Qingyu stayed on the bed, lay on the bed and played with the phone for a while before yawning.

Qian Simu moved quickly, and this time he was already chopping vegetables. Tong Qingyu leaned against the kitchen door and watched her chop vegetables after washing. His hands were slender and well-proportioned, and the movements of chopping vegetables were clean and neat. Tong Qingyu narrowed his eyes slightly. somewhat satisfied.

To Qian Simu, Tong Qingyu can't remember anything that should be regarded as past life memories. It's just that she seems to be vaguely remembering some things recently. They are not very good. If it is good, she won't have to borrow a baby. The body relives this life.

Those with destiny cannot be reincarnated, and once they enter the River of Forgetfulness, their souls will be scattered, so those memories of her growing up in an orphanage can only be reincarnated in the form of corpses.

But some people are destined to be entangled, just like her and Qian Simu.

"What are you thinking?" Qian Simu put the dishes into the pot, and when he turned around and saw that the man was in a trance, he asked warmly.

Tong Qingyu went to save her, put his arm around her waist: "I miss you."

Qian Simu's ears felt slightly hot: "Isn't it right in front of your eyes?"

"I want you to cook for me for the rest of my life." Tong Qingyu said in a low voice, but there was some uneasiness hidden in her tone. The dream of the past two days always made her feel very flustered. It's not gone yet.

Only holding Qian Simu and smelling her faint fragrance, Tong Qingyu felt a little more at ease.

Qian Simu was stirring the dishes in the pot, and scratched her waist with the other hand: "It's okay, aren't you still here?"

Tong Qingyu sighed softly: "I'm useless, if I'm as good as Boss Jiang, I can protect you."

After putting the dishes on the plate, Qian Simu turned off the fire before turning around and hugging Tong Qingyu: "Tongtong is very powerful."

"Look, you've saved a lot of people." Qian Simu kissed the corner of her lips, his eyes were gentle.

Tong Qingyu was suddenly pressed against the door by her and kissed her enough. He was a little dazed, and blinked those twinkling peach blossom eyes. Qian Simu couldn't help but put a kiss on her eyes: "The dishes are ready, I'll serve them." Soup."

"En." Tong Qingyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and after hearing Qian Simu's words, he obediently took out the dishes.

After the two had dinner, Tong Qingyu asked Qian Simu if he had any plans for this month?

Qian Simu thought about it seriously: "It seems that there is an academic exchange meeting scheduled for the beginning of next month, and the hospital asked me to go to Shejiang Medical University."

Tong Qingyu thought for a while, and checked the location of the medical university: "In the north of the city?"

"Ah."

"No. 112, Shangyang Road"

Tong Qingyu's face suddenly turned pale: "Don't go."

Qian Simu suddenly realized something, she took Tong Qingyu's hand: "Did you figure it out last night?"

"Well, in the north of the city, on Shangyang Road, the crime of the five elements is gold." Tong Qingyu said tremblingly.

"Okay, then I'll tell the hospital to change someone." Qian Simu followed her, not wanting anything to happen to him, nor did she want her to worry.

The two of them nestled on the sofa, Qian Simu opened the variety show she usually watched, but Tong Qingyu always looked sleepy.

At twelve o'clock, I suddenly received a wechat from Boss Jiang.

[Boss Jiang: Do you want to have hot pot at night? 】

Tong Qingyu rolled her eyes, maybe she can ask Boss Jiang to see what she can do.

【Tongtong: Come, I want hairy belly, enoki mushroom, fish ball, shrimp paste, egg dumpling】

[Boss Jiang: Eat fart, bring milk tea. 】

Qian Simu watched Tong Qingyu chatting with Boss Jiang, and asked curiously, "How old is Boss Jiang?"

"I don't know, maybe a child of one or two hundred years old." Tong Qingyu pouted.

Qian Simu chuckled lightly: "Boss Jiang is quite interesting."

"Bah, don't you just bully Mu Qiuqiu every day?"

The two took a nap, packed up, and drove to Lanting, Tong Qingyu drove.

I went to the nearest milk tea shop to buy milk tea. Boss Jiang said that Ru Le and Chu Chu were not there, so he only bought four cups.

It was the first time Qian Simu met Boss Jiang seriously.

But it is not the first time to Lanting.

When the two walked in, there was no one in the store, and Tong Qingyu dragged Qian Simu up to the third floor.

"Don't you need someone to guard the shop?" Qian Simu asked curiously.

"Do you see anyone coming in? It's also the off-season for tourism." Tong Qingyu said lazily.

"As for stealing things, only someone can steal them away. What can be taken away belongs to him, and what doesn't belong to him can't be taken away." Tong Qingyu explained to her.

It was the first time Qian Simu knew of such a shop, and these antiques seemed to be authentic.

"The things in this store are all alive." Tong Qingyu smiled: "Boss Jiang, as long as you can afford what she wants, she can give most of what you want."

"It's amazing." Qian Simu said softly.

While talking, the two had already gone upstairs. Qian Simu saw a woman in a white T-shirt preparing ingredients. The woman's face was cold, a bit colder than Qian Simu's.

"Here we come." The woman greeted them lightly, and then adjusted her position.

"Qiuqiu, where's the boss?" Tong Qingyu took Qian Simu's hand and handed her the gift he brought, and then placed the milk tea on the table.

"I'm frying the hot pot base." Mu Qiu pointed to the kitchen.

"Oh." Tong Qingyu pulled Qian Simu closer: "My doctor Qian, Qian Simu, Mu Qiu."

"Hello." Qian Simu held out his hand to Mu Qiu.

Mu Qiu needed to shake her hand: "Hello"

"I'll go check on the boss." Tong Qingyu put the bag on the sofa, dragged Qian Simu to find Boss Jiang.

Entering the kitchen, Qian Simu saw a woman with her hair tied in an apron stirring the hot pot ingredients.

"Boss~" Tong Qingyu moved closer to Boss Jiang: "It smells so good."

"Heh, I don't even look at who made it." As soon as Boss Jiang opened his mouth, Qian Simu suddenly understood that Tong Qingyu probably learned a lot about this language art from this boss.

"Your Doctor Qian?" Boss Jiang looked at Qian Simu and smiled gently at her.

"Yeah, isn't it pretty?"

"It's a flower in a good hospital, and it's you who love it, alas."

Tong Qingyu made a gesture to hit her, but Boss Jiang swung the spatula horizontally: "Don't do it, my Qiuqiu family is still here, don't try to tarnish my innocence."

Qian Simu: ...

Tong Qingyu gritted his teeth and went out.

Boss Jiang has fried the hot pot base, and then he can start cooking the hot pot.

Mu Qiu had already prepared all the ingredients, Tong Qingyu sat with Qian Simu, Boss Jiang sat with Mu Qiu.

"Why do you think of me today?" Tong Qingyu said quite moved.

"Oh, Rule took Chu Chu's ghost there, I want to eat hot pot, but you know, Qiuqiu can't taste anything, even if I die in front of her, she can still look at me innocently, it's so boring Yes." Boss Jiang answered truthfully.

Tong Qingyu looked at her with heartache: "So I'm just a spare tire?"

"Wake up, you're not even a spare tire." Boss Jiang said with a smile after taking a sip of milk tea.

"Heh, who will be your spare tire? I have Dr. Qian from our family. It's rare." Tong Qingyu cast a disgusted glance at Boss Jiang.

"Our doctor Qian can accompany me to taste delicious food!"

Boss Jiang narrowed his eyes: "Look at you, so what, you can't get cards while playing games."

Tong Qingyu: ...

Qian Simu scalded Tong Qingyu's hairy belly, dipped it in the ingredients and fed it to her. He always felt that this was a quarrel between elementary school students. Are these children who are one or two hundred years old?

Fortunately, Boss Jiang and Qian Simu had a chat later, Tong Qingyu and Boss Jiang were chatty, Qian Simu was not a dull type, only Mu Qiu was seldom talkative, and the meal was quite harmonious.

After eating the hot pot, Tong Qingyu and Qian Simu were in charge of cleaning up the dishes. Boss Jiang asked them if they would like to drink, Tong Qingyu said no, and they wanted to drive, but Boss Jiang didn't force them.

After tidying up, the four played another mahjong table. Qian Simu was lucky, but Tong Qingyu and Boss Jiang were not.

At the mahjong table, Tong Qingyu told Boss Jiang about her two-day dream, and asked Boss Jiang for his opinion.

"People who can interfere with your hexagrams?" Boss Jiang took out the cigarette case and was about to smoke one quietly, but Mu Qiu took it away before he took it out.

Glancing at Mu Qiu sadly, Boss Jiang continued: "I can't help you with this, I'm not good at this."

Boss Jiang said that there was nothing he could do to help.

Tong Qingyu asked her again: "Can I really not practice?"

"No." Boss Jiang glanced at her: "You can know the destiny, so how can you let you practice, but you should know that your merit is not useless."

Tong Qingyu's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"You can just try it. Anyway, you do so many hexagrams for people every day. Why keep those merits? It's useful to keep them. When your lifespan is exhausted, if you have enough merits, you can reshape the ghost body and seek help in the underworld." He's a half-time official, but your doctor Qian can't, you think about it, and you two are now fused with each other, life and death, what's the use, she dies and you die."

"That's right, I'm not interested in working for the underworld either." Tong Qingyu said nonchalantly.

"That's it."

"Then what about the ghost last time? What's going on?" Tong Qingyu asked puzzled.

"Oh, that, Doctor Qian of your family is the lost soul of that woman, but only one soul cannot be reincarnated, it is likely to re-enter the River of Forgetfulness, but this soul died because of mistakenly picking up a bunch of bodhisattvas from King Qin Guang. A brand new soul was bred by the river of Wangchuan, who was reincarnated and became a Daozi with outstanding talent."

"The old zombie and this woman were husband and wife before they were alive, so they wanted to let Dr. Qian's soul return to her body. Before she died in the last life, the old zombie planned to put a soul curse on her. If the woman died, your doctor Qian must die too. .” Boss Jiang spread his hands.

"Can you solve it?" Tong Qingyu asked cautiously, holding Qian Simu's hand slightly.

"I don't know, I'm still looking for it." Boss Jiang said helplessly.

"Doctor Qian, why are you so miserable?" Boss Jiang expressed deep sympathy.

Qian Simu smiled wryly: "This is indeed born with bad luck."

"Oh, by the way, anyway, you are born with Dao body, so let's take this thing and practice it again, lest people keep thinking about arresting you and making you a puppet or something." Boss Jiang took out the □□ Dharma book and gave it to Qian Simu.

Qian Simu took it and thanked him earnestly: "Thank you."

"You're welcome, just pay money, and I'll sell it to you for less than 1000 yuan."

Qian Simu couldn't laugh or cry, but finally transferred the money.

The author has something to say: Dr. Qian: You really belong together