I am miserable by being attacked by the social bully

The rice shop asked the boss for [-] catties of glutinous rice, but the boss wanted to be cheap and told his son to remember to put some milled rice in the glutinous rice for Qiusheng.

Before leaving, his son took out the fake glutinous rice and handed it to Qiusheng.The boss saw that the weight in Qiusheng's hand was a bit wrong, so he asked his son, "Why is it such a big bag? Is it mixed with milled rice?"

The son replied: "Some fathers, you said thirty catties."

The boss asked again: "Then how much glutinous rice do you mix?"

The son replied: "You said fifty catties."

The boss was surprised: "Huh? Isn't that eighty catties?"

The son replied: "No, Dad. I only gave 45 catties of milled rice and 75 catties of glutinous rice. Dad, you made a mistake. It should be [-] catties."

The boss slapped his son on the back of the head, hating iron for being weak: "You idiot!"

When Qiusheng returned home, he happened to meet a female ghost looking for him.

The two have long been in love with each other, but they didn't dare to steal their love in vain. When they were entangled, Uncle Jiu rushed out of the house and flashed a demon mirror at the female ghost. He fell to the ground, but his eyes were still glued to Qiu Sheng unconsciously.

Uncle Jiu sighed: "Look at the two of you, one is poisoned by a corpse, and the other is obsessed by ghosts. I took you two apprentices, and I am really unlucky for eight lifetimes!"

At this time, Wen Cai rushed out from the back room and happily replied: "Master, my corpse poison seems to be almost cured!"

Qiu Sheng looked at the female ghost, then at Uncle Jiu, and said bitterly, "Master, I seem to be fascinated by the romantic ghost."

Uncle Jiu was furious: "Listen, your words are incoherent. I think you two are probably dead!"

5. There are eight digits in my bank card!

As the story draws to the end, Uncle Nine persuaded the female ghost, "Don't be greedy for pleasure at this time, and you will be in pain later. If you really like him, you should understand that if you hang around him for one more day, just let him be with you." One year less life in the world. Humans and ghosts will end up on different paths, before I change my mind, you should leave quickly."

Qiu Sheng looked at Uncle Jiu, then at the female ghost, and finally said cruelly, "You'd better go quickly."

The female ghost sat on the ground, refusing to leave Qiusheng.Uncle Jiu turned his back helplessly, twisted his mahogany sword and stabbed at the female ghost.The female ghost couldn't dodge in time, and was getting weaker and weaker after being injured by the sword energy.

Seeing Master's mahogany sword attacking the female ghost's chest like a bamboo, and when she was knocked out of her wits, Qiu Sheng put his hands in front of the sword, "Master, don't kill her!" Then he said coldly to the female ghost behind him: "I will let you die!" Hurry up and go!"

The female ghost watched Qiu Sheng for a while, then finally got up and left.

Before saying goodbye, the camera gave the female ghost a very sad and beautiful side face. I don't know whether it was because of Uncle Jiu's disapproval or Qiu Sheng's reluctance to keep her tears from falling.

Or maybe it was at that moment that she first began to hate why she was a ghost.

By the time the film finished, it was already past twelve o'clock in the morning, and even I was going to take a shower and go to bed, but Liao Muqiu was still leaning on the sofa listening to the ending song intently.His expression was a bit different from usual, with a bit of thoughtfulness.

I ignored him, and took a change of clothes from the room and went straight to the bathroom to undress and take a shower.

When I came out, he still maintained that motion, which made me feel a little strange.Walked over and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "What are you thinking about? So engrossed."

Liao Muqiu raised his head, glanced at me with complicated eyes, and said in a low voice, "I don't think that female ghost is wrong."

I thought for a while and answered him: "No one said she did something wrong."

"She just likes people, even if they can't be together, she won't be killed."

I think what he said is a bit inexplicable, "It seems that she is not dead?"

"What if Qiusheng doesn't stop that sword?" He looked up at me with a very persistent look in his eyes, "Do you think that female ghost is still alive?"

I thought about it carefully and felt that what he said made sense, but I didn't agree with him. I told him, "Qiu Sheng will definitely stop that sword, because he also likes her, even though they can't be together. There are more than one kind of likings." , there is another way called protection.”

"I like you, I don't need to be with you, but I don't want to see you hurt either. Suffering because of you, suffering because of him, suffering because of myself, this is not what I want or want to see Besides, when Wencai almost turned into a zombie and bit Qiusheng later, didn't the female ghost push him to protect Qiusheng?"

"Love and love are things like this. You can see how the film plays. Don't take it too seriously. You are not a director. No matter how much you think about it, you can't dominate the purpose of the film."

I pulled him up from the sofa and continued: "So, don't think about it if you have nothing to do. And today's thing is that it is already late, and you can also go to the room to be those unspeakable beauties Sweet dream."

Then, he pushed him to the room next to me, "No matter how excited you are, don't damage the sheets, or you can wash them yourself. You see, I'm actually very generous to you, right?"

After hearing this, he leaned on the door frame with an expression like a fool, and he was stunned for a long time before he realized it, and said angrily to me: "Fuck you!"

I laughed it off and closed the door of his room casually.He went to his room, fell into bed and fell asleep.

The next morning I was woken up by a phone call from the boss. He said that he had sent someone to bring the luggage downstairs to my house, and told me to go downstairs to carry the luggage.

After I hung up the phone, I walked into Liao Muqiu's room and found that there was no one on the bed.I was stunned for a few seconds, and walked inside. When I was close to the bed, I tripped over something and almost fell to the ground.Looking down, it turned out to be Liao Muqiu.

At this time, I didn't bother to think about why he was sleeping on the floor, so I kicked his ass, "Your luggage has been delivered, go downstairs to get it by yourself."

He glanced at me sleepily, and smiled in a daze, "Mom, good morning, I'll come out for dinner later, you go out first."

As soon as I heard this, I knew he wasn't awake yet, so I kicked his ass again, "Bring your luggage back and sleep with you until the end of time, no one will care about you, wake up quickly."

After I finished speaking, I waited for a few minutes, but Liao Muqiu still didn't respond.There was no other way, so I had to amplify the move.

I knelt down and slapped him in the face, "Qiuxiang in your dream ran away with Ruhua's dog next door, why don't you hurry up and chase him?!"

Sure enough, within three seconds, he sat up angrily, "Why the hell did you slap me in the face again?!"

I smiled, "Isn't this to wake you up? Your luggage has already been delivered. It's downstairs, go and get it yourself."

He glared at me, and his tone carried Jing Ke's determination to assassinate the King of Qin, "Damn it, if you slap me in the face next time, I will die with you!"

I was overjoyed and asked him, "What is the method of dying together?"

"I'll let you die without a burial!" he said.

"What is the law of death without burial?" I asked again.

He was silent for two seconds, then pointed at me viciously and said, "Don't let me know who your girlfriend is, or I'll rip her apart!"

These words are very lethal, but I don't know why, they are very funny when they come out of his mouth.So I continued to tease him, "Why is the individual so flawed? Are you going to rape her?"

He squinted at me, "Rape is against the law, am I that stupid?"

"Then what are you going to do? Take her here?"

"Do you think I look like someone who robs others?"

I smiled and looked him carefully, "I think you really look like the kind of person who likes to poach people's corners."

He looked at me disdainfully and said, "I only have one word to say to her."

"What?" I asked hastily.

He stretched out a finger, "There are eight digits in my bank card!"

As soon as these words came out, the air was silent for a few seconds.

I stood up silently, and told him as I walked towards the door: "It's okay, don't be delusional, wash your face and go get your luggage, and buy some buns from the bun shop downstairs." After finishing speaking, I left Liao Muqiu's house. room, no longer pay attention to the nonsense behind.

While he was carrying his luggage, I went into the bathroom and took a shower.

The temperature was too high yesterday, even though I turned on the air conditioner, I was sweating a lot when I went to bed at night.It was uncomfortable to stick to my body. I turned on the shower and poured cold water on it, and I felt instantly refreshed.

Responding directly to the advertisement that I don't know if it is Sprite or Qixi, my heart is chilled and my heart is flying.

When I walked out of the bathroom, it happened that Liao Muqiu came back dragging his luggage, with two bags of steamed stuffed buns in his hand.

I smiled and said to him, "If I knew you would really buy it, I should have asked you to bring two more cups of soy milk."

He glared at me, "What do you mean if you knew you would really buy it?"

I laughed for a while and told him: "Because if you don't buy them, I still have two bags of quick-frozen dumplings in the refrigerator, and we can eat them."

"Your mother!" He swung the box, almost hitting my instep, "I knew you did it on purpose! Take your bun and go on a blind date with it!"

After finishing speaking, I threw the steamed stuffed bun into my arms, bent down and dragged the luggage to his room.

Gouging me out while walking, like a Meng girl crying over the Great Wall.

I took out a bun from my bag and stuffed it into my mouth, followed him into the room.I saw him open the box, and there was a box of linen clothes, linen trousers and linen robes, just like an ancient dance god.

The key is that when he was arranging, he was very neat. He showed me two pieces from time to time, and said how about the style and material of this piece.

It made my head dizzy and my eyes dazzled, and I finally endured it.