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Wu Yi tapped Wang Ling, and looked at me after a while: "I told you before, this is the 'secret force' of Chi Jiao Club, Suzhuangtang."

I frowned: "Sounds very familiar."

The goddess raised her lips: "This place has a lot of fate with me. It is a killer hall. From a distance, it has existed since the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties. It is also the trump card of Chi Jiao Society."

Just as I was about to ask something more, I saw Xiaoji flipping through my phone, and then walked over and said, "Master Zhuang, someone broke into the ancient building, and the meaning below is to ask if you can see blood."

The goddess glanced at him: "Day, what kind of blood do you see?"

Xiaoji smiled: "It's booming!"

The goddess waved her hand: "Forget it, I know who it is, let him come up."

I interjected, "Don't be Cao Cao?"

The goddess smiled: "No, but it's about the same. You know Ying Shuiqing, right?"

It dawned on me, but I didn't understand—this former King of Yama, now the Crown Prince of the Ying family, whether he was facing Meng Poting or the Gong family, he was regarded as the mortal enemy among old enemies. On the night of the New Year's Eve, he came This is not the time to smash things up!

Xiaoji prepared tea, and when the tea was brewed, Ying Shuiqing also came up, dressed in the dust, with snowflakes on the slim thick fleece coat, as soon as he came in, he felt a chill, but this prince is also very brave , Dare to break into the depths of the enemy camp alone.

"Master Zhuang, I'm sorry to bother you." Ying Shuiqing greeted her gently, and put the leather gloves aside.

"Don't bother, the visitor is a guest." The goddess glanced at Xiao Ji, who immediately signaled Ying Shuiqing to sit on the pear wood chair opposite the goddess, and at the same time offered the teacup beside her.

Ying Shuiqing was full of demeanor, at this moment he picked up the teacup and brushed it across the water, and only then did he point out the intention of coming at this time: "The Ying family has turned against the Chi family."

The goddess was not surprised: "So Qingqing, are you here to represent the family and make peace with me?"

Ying Shuiqing's movements were slow for a moment, and then she said without changing her face: "What does Master Zhuang mean?"

The goddess smiled slightly and did not speak, but after a long silence, she finally opened her mouth and said word by word: "Ying Shuiqing, you think of yourself too noble."

The atmosphere was somber because of this sentence, Ying Shuiqing lowered his eyes and sipped his tea, then put the teacup back on the table: "Can you hold grudges for what happened when you were young?"

"I hold grudges, but I don't remember them like that." The goddess said indifferently, "Qingqing, don't talk about your childhood. In the end, you don't want it yourself. I have done everything I can. If you don't want it, then don't close it." It's my business."

Ying Shuiqing said coldly: "Then why are you calling me Qingqing now?"

The goddess suddenly laughed: "Can't you hear that? Of course it's because of you."

Ying Shuiqing: "..."

It has to be said that countless heroes and philosophers have struggled with childhood past issues. This multiple-choice question is as deceptive as loving your father or loving your mother, but this situation can be described as even more deceitful. A nickname is so beautiful and resonant. It is difficult for the goddess to do it, but she is also very energetic.

Ying Shuiqing said in a low voice: "Gong Banmian, do you think that on the basis of not having palace makeup, you can beat Ying's family in the Baidao business war? Or in terms of fighting background, you can beat Chi Jiaoshe's 'Suzhuangtang' ?”

The goddess just smiled calmly: "In the previous generation of the Ying family, there were two proud daughters of heaven, Ying Zitian kept secrets, and Ying Zipao was scheming, but a few years ago I drove one of the five games of blindfolded chess crazy. It is indeed not my strong point, but when it comes to treachery and ruthlessness, who can compare to me, Wu Guanwang?"

Ying Shuiqing was probably blocked: "You..."

The goddess looked calm and indifferent, with cold contempt: "Prince, you can't play with me."

Ying Shuiqing: "..."

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☆、February 22

The New Year's bell rang, and I don't know where the first sound of firecrackers came from. The firecrackers exploded one after another, and the noise became one. smell.

Ying Shuiqing didn't stay for long. After drinking the cup of tea, he got up and said goodbye. Yama's half indifference.

When leaving in such a polite way, she still paused when she passed me, then Ying Shuiqing glanced at me, then looked at Di Jinzhuang again: "May I ask, this is the one you are going to marry, Chai Ji is the parent?"

The goddess did not respond positively, but frowned slightly, and put the teacup in her hand on the table: "Ying Shuiqing, listen carefully. My wife, you are not allowed to act rashly."

Ying Shuiqing withdrew her gaze and continued walking towards the stairs: "Ying understands."

When Ying Shuiqing finally disappeared at the end of the stairs, Xiao Ji leaned over and said with a smile: "Look at the Ying family's crown prince, he is quite crazy, Mr. Zhuang, do you want the people below to shave this former King of Yama?"

The goddess glanced at him: "I think you are crazy too."

Xiaoji curled his lips: "I call it the same hatred."

"You can't wait for the new year to be safe." The goddess smashed the lid of the teacup on his chest, causing him to take a step back. It seemed that she had used real strength, "The last new year, if you make trouble for me again, I beat it."

I stayed on the ninth floor of Suzhuang Ancient Building for about half an hour, the sound of firecrackers still did not stop, but it was related to tomorrow's engagement ceremony, the goddess finally took a scarf to cover the lower half of her face, and then took me down. building.

It was snowing again outside, and the wheels of the wheels were all frozen by the solidified ice shells beside them. Xiaoji was directing people to pour warm water and sprinkle salt, while the goddess bowed her head and tied the buttons of her cloak: "Let's go along the road first, It's freezing to stand."

I hesitated and said, "But your feet..."

"It's okay, I don't need to go on stage anyway."

I sighed, asked Xiaoji to bring a cane and handed it to her, and then walked her on the sidewalk covered by the eaves of the store with my arm.After walking for a while, I was originally thinking about the engagement, but I lost track of it. I was silent for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "Do you hate men very much?"

The goddess glanced at me indifferently: "It depends on the product number."

I didn’t expect that the goddess would also look at the type of man, and my interest was instantly ignited: "Which product do you dislike the most?" I asked and wondered if it was the kind of straight man with late stage cancer, the kind of aura between a man and a goddess Absolutely not.

The goddess said: "I would like to be an ordinary couple and grow old together with my son - whoever says I will break up with someone."

From my understanding of the goddess, what she meant by "break off friendship" definitely didn't mean a clean break, but——to die with you! !

Seeing that the goddess didn't look like she was joking for a while, she asked again: "What is more acceptable?"

The goddess thought for a while: "Scum."

Ouch, my mother...Goddess, your taste is really unique...

Then I heard the goddess laughing and saying, "It's cool to beat up."

I:"……"

We were not walking fast along the street, but the speed of the troublemakers was obviously not proportional to our speed. Before we reached the end of an intersection, a thunderbolt suddenly popped out from an alley and rolled to my feet.

In a hurry, I kicked it away and didn't kick it right. Leizi rolled to the side of a snowman, and then there was a bang, and the snow and dust splashed away, hitting my head and face.

The goddess calmly patted the snow on her body: "It's quite powerful."

I was choked and coughed a few times, and looked into the alley: "Which family's brat..."

There was a sound of laughing and joking in the alley, but it was impossible to see clearly because of the light, and then a slightly surprised voice said: "It didn't blow up!" Then the man seemed to run a few steps away, and shouted hoarsely, "Brother Your skills have regressed!"

I frowned, wiped off the snow on the goddess's cloak, and continued walking forward with her on my arm, but at this moment, someone in the alley murmured in annoyance that "Sao bitch" hid quickly.

The goddess suddenly stopped, and after a pause, she turned around slowly, facing the alley, with her forehead covering half of her eyes: "Who scolded you?"

Several people in the alley had been exposed to the street lights at this moment, and they looked at each other, and one of them admitted carelessly: "My lord, what's the matter? You still dare to fight?"

The goddess raised her eyebrows: "It's promising."

I also saw the appearance of those people clearly. To be able to deal with Yan Luodian and Meng Poting, the Chai family must also have sharp eyes. At this moment, from the top of those people's heads to their toes, I can probably guess what they are—— The "scalpers" who are circling in the black market have never been blackened.

Since there is no referrer above, it is simply born to be killed by others. I just let go of the goddess and wanted to go forward, but the goddess stopped me: "What are you doing? Do you still want a dog to bite a dog?"

I paused, then nodded in understanding: "That's right, it's not appropriate to make trouble on New Year's Eve..."

Before he could finish speaking, a muffler suppressed the sound of a shot, annihilated in the overwhelming sound of firecrackers.

But after the long and shrill cry, the sound of distant firecrackers could not be suppressed. While the others were still in a daze, the goddess turned a deaf ear to the cry and pulled the trigger one after another. on the legs.

Afterwards, several cars braked behind him, Xiaoji opened the door and came out, and the doors of the accompanying cars also opened in all directions. Meng Poting's men and horses came out in a single file, standing in the wind with snow slag, wearing uniforms with black background and red stripes. A cordon was formed.

"Master Zhuang." Xiaoji carefully approached and comforted him, "You... It's New Year's Eve, relax a bit!"

The goddess turned her face and said softly, "I am having fun with the people, can't you tell?"

Xiao Ji said with difficulty: "...I can only see that extreme joy begets sorrow."

This battle was also common in last year's underworld melee.And when this scene is set up, it means that "there is a murder case here", but when Meng Poting's scene is set up, it means "this place is being cleared."

The former is not suitable to stay for a long time, and the latter is not to stay when you see it.

The goddess slowly approached the people with broken kneecaps, ignoring the voices begging for mercy, and pointed a gun at one of them: "You scolded, I remember your voice."

"My lord..."

The goddess shattered his skull with a shot: "My wife, I have never scolded myself, let you take the first prize, do you think I can swallow this breath in my heart?"

Hot blood and traces of pale brains were sprinkled on the snow surface, and just as the goddess was about to aim at the next one as usual, Xiao Ji suddenly stepped forward and held down the gun, and immediately comforted him: "Mr. Injury to the body! This trivial matter, I will do it for you!"

Xiaoji did what he said, and pulled the trigger as soon as he took the gun. This time, he aimed at the heart, and a puff of hot blood was sprinkled on the snow. Clean and packed in nylon rain cloth.

After that, Xiaoji took out the chlorpromazine injection from the cloth roll on his belt and gave it to me, saying that it was for the goddess on the way.

I was a step behind, and just about to ask Xiaoji, he handed the gun to his subordinates to change the magazines, shook his head and said to me: "Master Zhuang has been cultivating himself in recent years, and it seems that his heart has softened a lot. Even we The few in the nuclear layer usually offend her, so she can pass it with a smile. But when she becomes aggressive and her relatives deny her, I will try to dissuade her, but if she puts it on a nylon rain cloth, I will have an extra little self.”

I laughed and said, "After three to five years, I will let you learn how to maintain your health, and make your master makeup softer than a rabbit."

Xiaoji curled his lips, said nothing, opened the driver's door with a look of "I don't see a show", and went in without saying a word.

……

The car stopped beside a villa in "Wangruo Villa", warm white lights, tall and straight sycamore trees, everything was covered with a faint glow, suddenly like a fairy tale.

After bidding farewell to Xiaoji and entering the door with the goddess, I fumbled for the switch of the light socket on the wall: "Banmen, I feel that every time you see Ying Shuiqing, you have a very bad temper."

The goddess turned on the light accurately: "Is there still a pattern? I always thought I was moody."

I sighed: "I think if it's moody, if those bastards scold you, let's just scold them. If you scold them, you don't know what to say, scold you..."

The goddess folded her hands and leaned against the wall, and smiled when she heard this: "How do you want to scold me?"

I thought about it for a while: "...bereft of conscience."

The goddess laughed out loud and shook her head while laughing: "Yi Shu, that's not how you scold people. I saw that you haven't scolded people much. You haven't even greeted my mother, sister and eight generations of ancestors. Do you think a How much derogation can idioms cause?" After finishing speaking, he said solemnly, "But I can't teach you to swear, so, remember, people like me can't be scolded by rambunctious words, so you have to choose nice words to scold. , because we can't do it, so it will feel extra harsh."

I tentatively asked, "Full of children and grandchildren?"

The goddess raised her eyebrows slightly, and smiled faintly: "It's really good to scold."

It wasn't until a long time later that I realized that Di Jinzhuang wasn't lying. Every word she said had meaning, but at the time I just thought her tongue was poisonous. It was only when I slowly wrote my memoirs that I figured out a deeper meaning.

Chi Rong once wrote a metaphor in his memoirs to illustrate the difference between the palace half-mask and palace makeup - just like a hermit crab, although the soft part inside is the one that preys fiercely, it is always the outside that bears water pressure and danger shell.The goddess of make-up with an enchanting face, has been smiling in the face of the storm from all directions, but never speaks.

……

The following day, February 22, was So Er's birthday, and So Er's engagement day.

When I woke up, I didn’t see the goddess. What I saw was a huge floor-to-ceiling window, covered with a layer of translucent soft curtains like sand and snow. The warm sunlight outside was shining long and brightly, reflecting the room with a layer of milk-colored light. membrane.

I was tired of being in bed for a long time, and then I slowly dressed and went downstairs. On the stairs, I heard the sound of the TV, the sound of chopping vegetables, and the sweet and soft food aroma.

I paused for a long time.

This is the most impressive morning for me in the past 18 years. The right time and place make people feel that all the good things are with me.

And even though I can have countless opportunities to repeat such a moment many years later, the most important thing in this moment is missing after all, so that this moment has been replayed in my mind over and over again, but it can never be replayed in reality.

The saddest part of life is this.

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☆, eventful spring

On the morning of the first day of the new year, the firecrackers on the side of the road had not been swept away, and there was a sea of ​​red, and because the engagement plan was in accordance with the customs of the old society, red was posted everywhere, and this red added red, I feel like I'm going to get pink eye.

The Chai family is very beautifully organized, and the master of ceremonies is also good at talking, but Xu Shi is used to presiding over Western-style weddings, and suddenly proposed a kiss to confirm love at the ceremony.

Left and right are not particularly excessive requirements, but the mask of the goddess cannot be taken off.In the end, she kissed through the mask and I through the hijab, as if our hearts were separated.

To be honest, I am very dissatisfied.

It would be fine if there was no kissing procedure, but since there is such a beginning, there must be a corresponding ending.So after the ceremony, I daringly pestered the goddess and asked for a zero-distance kiss.

The goddess didn't evade much, just pressed the mask: "I dare not take it off here, do you dare?"

I... dare not.

So I adopted a compromise strategy and prepared to bite my neck.It's just that it's cold in winter, and the Goddess's official attire is also very thick. I pulled the collar for a long time, and finally undid a few troublesome buttons in the style of Chinese knots. There was a slap on the side.

The door opened.

I turned my head and saw that Fan Jinglan, who came to congratulate her, stood in a daze first, and then the father who was holding Chai Zhumeng also stood in a daze. Make a beckoning cat pose, and then exclaim: "Meow!"

I:"……"

goddess:"……"

This time, the father was the first to react. He held Chai Zhumeng in one hand and pulled the door with the other, with a smile on his face, and he muttered in bits and pieces: "Excuse me...don't disturb...you, you guys...okay Year Lily..."

The door was closed again, and the sound of driving came from outside, and the voices dispersed in an instant.

Afterwards, the goddess said to me about the good-natured Lily: "I can't tell it normally, but my father-in-law is pretty good at talking."

I:"……"

Goddess, let me tell you the truth, my father was scared to death...

……

After the wedding engagement, at the end of February and the beginning of March, the battlefield of the goddess will be transferred to Baidao.

I didn't do any research on business warfare. The goddess was busy with the affairs of the G.BMZ group all night, contacting the major agent families and setting up a nail layout.Besides helping Fan Jinglan at Chai's house, I can only study the goddess' recipes.

A handwritten recipe that is neither thick nor thin, not only describes the ingredients and seasonings, but also marks the taste on the side.I flipped through it briefly, and found that all the dishes that the goddess can taste are salty and sour, and there are also a few tasteless staple foods, such as the biochemical weapon eight-treasure porridge.

Instead, I picked a few simple recipes and made a whole pot on the big stove of Chai’s.As soon as it was in the bowl, I heard a phone call from outside. I wiped my hands on the apron and went out to answer it. Unexpectedly, when I came back, I saw Chai Zhumeng dipping his finger in the bowl and putting it in his mouth. .

Me: "...Fuck you brat!"

Unsurprisingly, Chai Zhumeng was sent to the hospital.

Outside the ward, Fan Jinglan had a serious conversation with me: "Since you know that your cooking skills have reached the point of being inferior to pigs and dogs, why do you put the bowl where children can get it?"

I:"……"

What the hell is it about Lao Tzu's cooking skills!

Fan Jinglan loves her son eagerly, this one-sided sex lasted too long, and finally attracted the goddess, and Meng Poting's top physician, Xiaoji, was also brought by the goddess to Chai Zhumeng for diagnosis and treatment.Because Fan Jinglan has been under the official Wang Jiwei for many years, she also got angry at me before, and now she lowered her eyebrows and looked down: "Master Zhuang, don't bother you to make this trip, it's all right here."

It was freezing cold, and the goddess was wearing a thick downy cloak, her forehead hair hanging down to block her thick black eyelashes: "What do you mean it's okay? My brother-in-law is hospitalized, I always want to show it."

Fan Jinglan was stunned for a moment: "There's no need..."

"Let Chai Zhumeng inherit the city king."

"……what?!"

I was also taken aback, but the goddess held my hand with a peaceful expression: "The marriage between Meng Poting and the Chai family will not change because of this incident, what does Master Fan think?"

Fan Jinglan was still hesitant, probably because she didn't figure out whether the goddess was angry or she was really planning to do it. She walked around between her son becoming Chai Dang's parent and offending Meng Poting, and she still bowed her head and said, "No, Chasing Meng is still young. Young man, this position is still taken by Yi Ji as the head of the family..."

"Since Chai Zhumeng is still young, isn't my father-in-law very good?" The goddess said lightly, "The position of head of the Chai family has been vacant for a long time, why don't you let fifth master Chai take the top?"

Fan Jinglan hesitated for a while, and asked tentatively, "Master Zhuang's meaning...?"

The goddess said: "Yi Shu is my third white guest."

This sentence made Fan Jinglan suddenly realize, and at the same time she seemed relieved: "Yes, I forgot, then do as Master Zhuang said first, the Chai family's direct line is withered, and the city king of the ten palaces of hell can only be Chai. Five to take over."

The goddess nodded: "Very well, then I still have some trivial matters, so I will take my wife's farewell first."

"Master Zhuang, go slowly."

……

Going around in March, I had nothing in March last year, and I had nothing in March this year.

Lifting Chai Ji's status as the head of the family and putting it in other people's hands feels like releasing power from imprisonment. However, when the goddess does it, I just feel relaxed and comfortable.

On the night when Dad became the king of the city inexplicably, I returned from a dinner with the goddess. After taking a bath, the goddess leaned on the bed holding a large stack of documents to read, her damp hair was draped over her shoulders, and the curtains were soft gray gauze Boman, brush on her body.

A moment later, there was a gust of wind, and the satin that fell was like dark clouds covering the sky, but they were as elegant as wings.

I went to close the window while wiping my hair, then curled up next to the goddess, half-closed my eyes and said: "Banmen, I think the mask of the city king needs to be remade. You see, my father took off the mask after the banquet, all A few creases were pressed on his face, and the nasolabial folds were all pressed out."

The goddess hummed, and then said: "Does it seem that I have ulterior motives for removing your power in this way?"

I said, "It's more like a golden house hidden girl."

The goddess covered my face with an idiom dictionary: "To be honest, will you feel empty when you're with me?"

I ignored the idiom dictionary: "Anyway, this ending is pretty good."

Even so, I often think that if I get rid of the secrets that I don't know about, she can declare her gender with all the makeup on. With her power, who can do the opposite, at worst, there will be more normal harassment.

But then I thought it was wrong. Although the Great Heavenly Dynasty has not yet passed the gay marriage bill, there are still many people who disturb gays!

...Hey, in this world, as long as you are an individual, you are not safe anymore.

I reached out and pressed the idiom dictionary, and wiped my face deeply.

……

The bloodless business war lasted until the middle and late March, and it was still evenly divided.

The leaders of this generation of the four Bai families are Ying Shuiqing from the Ying family, Chi Jiaoshe from the Chi family, Chi Rong from the Chi family, and Gongzhuang from the Gong family.

Although the Ying family and the Chi family were in a situation of falling apart and did not join forces, but the Ying family was not only the crown prince Ying Shuiqing, the more powerful role was his mother, the head of the Ying family, Ying Zitian, and the Ying family's Taishang Laojun, you should open the scroll.

In this fight between dragons, snakes and tigers, the situation is stalemate, both sides are exhausted, it is extremely difficult to tell the winner.

At the end of March, there was a major event that completely broke this ups and downs.

Chi Rong is pregnant.

When I heard the news, I fell off the chair and covered my face with a bowl of sesame paste in my hand. My first thought was that I must not let her senior brother know, otherwise Chi Dazhao would lose his life.

It's a pity that Meng Poting, who has regained control of the Wangchuan River, has information faster than Huang Dachu's. When I found the goddess, she was already suppressing the matter.

Based on my friendship with Master Chi, I negotiated with difficulty: "Ban noodles, this depends on Chi Rong's own opinion..."

Although the goddess is wearing a mask, her pupils seem to be frozen. One can imagine her expressionless face at the moment: "Yi Shu, this is not something she can decide on her own."

I put the phone on the table: "I can't get through all her calls, can you contact her? I'll go talk to her."

"No, there's nothing to talk about."

I comforted: "Little girl, I feel dizzy for a while..."

The goddess picked up a large stack of documents on the table, threw them on the ground, and scattered them all over the floor. She said angrily, "She's dizzy! She didn't tell me until she was five months pregnant!"

I:"……"

Master Chi, it's not that the sister-in-law doesn't help you... It's that you are fucking looking for death.

This time the goddess is really angry, on the verge of going berserk, I don't have any potion, so I can only call Xiaoji.After a few minutes, Xiaoji hurried over and gave me the whole cloth roll.

"32 sticks of chlorpromazine, [-] sticks of diazepam, and barbiturates are too weak, so I didn't put them on." Xiaoji said frightenedly, "Look at it, Master Zhuang has been mentally unstable since the beginning of the year. , Master Chi is still making trouble at this time..."

I put the cloth away: "Chlorpromazine is the most effective medicine?"

Xiaoji nodded, but then instructed: "But don't beat me too much, it was originally for the level of a real mental illness."

I rested with the goddess for a while in the office of the Sirong Building, and seeing that she was still pressing her forehead in silence, I hugged her and whispered, "Go home first?"

The goddess was silent for a long time before replying, "You don't have a driver's license."

I heard that her words were loose, and immediately called Xiaoji again, and then summoned this guy, and the actual role was transferred from the personal doctor to the driver.

There was no incident along the way, but the bad thing happened at the door of the house——Chi Rong came to plead guilty.

Chi Rong, who hadn't seen her for a long time, was standing by the side of the road, wearing a thick down jacket. Fortunately, she was pregnant in winter, so she couldn't see anything when she wrapped her clothes.

Xiaoji hesitated for a moment, and drove the car over without daring to look left and right, but the speed was much slower, and the goddess of preparation would stop at any time.

The goddess did not speak and closed her eyes.

The car drove all the way to the garage, and then I helped the goddess to get out of the car, but as soon as I turned around, my heart sank, and Chi Rong actually drove the car to follow her. Panic.

If Chi Rong's car didn't back up, it would be equivalent to blocking the road.The goddess watched the car approaching indifferently, stopped and turned off the engine, then Chi Rong opened the car door and got out, holding the corner of her clothes and slowly approaching, her voice was also low: "Master Zhuang..."

The goddess didn't look at her, but kept her gaze on the figure of the co-pilot of the car, and said coldly, "He's from Chi Jiao Society."

Chi Rong lowered his head: "I know, you said it."

"Chi Rong, since you are so obsessed with your brother, don't recognize me as a senior brother." The goddess suddenly sneered, "Why are there two Chi Chi families? Merge them, isn't Chi Jiao Club originally surnamed Chi? You dear brother."

Chi Rong said in a low voice: "It has nothing to do with Chi Jiao Society, this person... is Xiao Dan's cousin."

"Xiao Dan? I remember, when I rescued you from the mental hospital, you insisted on going back and finding this person."

"he died."

"So you didn't hesitate to lie to me, so many times, to marry your own memories?"

"I... just want you to agree."

There was a long silence, and the winter wind blew past the dry branches with crispy skin.

"Crazy." The Goddess suddenly said in a low voice, laughing lowly, "Your Chi family members are all lunatics, your brother is too, and so are you, the only one who is not crazy, he died 12 years ago...you don't even I can't even remember!"

The goddess suddenly pulled forward, and kicked Chi Rong's car regardless of her foot injury. She still seemed to be puzzled, pointed to the side and said impatiently, "Copy a guy for me."

I heard that I hurriedly picked up a flower pot and passed it over. The goddess showed no mercy, grabbed the flower stem and slammed down the heavy cast iron flower pot. In an instant, the front window glass of the car was deeply smashed out, and glass slag splashed everywhere. Suddenly, the car's alarm system sounded, and the airbag wrapped the young man tightly.

The goddess sneered, opened the car door, violently pulled out the young man who was still stuck in the airbag, threw him on his back on the ground, and took the flower pot with half of the ceramic pot left on his forehead.

Chi Rong immediately came back to his senses, and stood in front of the young man without saying a word. In desperation, I could only hold the goddess's arm, but I couldn't bear her many years of knowledge, so I could only persuade him: "Bring noodles, mix noodles!" In front of the house in broad daylight! New Year’s just passed! Smashing cars for fun! But don’t kill people at this time! Otherwise, no matter how good the feng shui is, it’s still a haunted house!”

Then I avoided Chi Rong and kicked the young man lying on the ground angrily: "You still don't get out? You're fucking looking for death and don't stay in the auspicious feng shui place!"

Due to the effect of the injection of chlorpromazine on the road before, the goddess reluctantly stopped, but Chi Rong just stopped getting up, lying on the ground with a smile on her lips, and said, "You beat me to death. "

I:"……"

Xiaoji, quickly give me a shot of chlorpromazine too!

But the goddess suddenly let go, the flower pot fell to the ground with a thud, and then she was silent for a long time, as if she had exhausted her strength, she whispered wearily: "Chi Rong, go live your happy life and treat me as if I were dead."

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☆, hostess of makeup hall

Chi Rong's matter seemed to be abrupt, but actually after I sorted it out, I found it quite logical.

Firstly, brother Mo Ru, my younger sister, I have been skeptical about the two families of Chi Chi since early on. The pronunciation of the surnames of these two aristocratic families is exactly the same, so I am not afraid of confusion?It wasn't until the goddess said it that I didn't know that the origin of these two families is more than just this surname.

Moreover, it is said that Chi Rong was imprisoned in a mental hospital by her elder brother Chi Jiaoshe a long time ago, met a boy with the same mental illness, and had a little affection. Although the platonic love did not go to the end in the end, this memory made her Without hesitation, she fell into the emotional trap that Chi Jiaoshe once again laid for her.

I can only say that I don't understand mentally ill love.

The second is the clue. I remember when I was not in the dark, my relatives formed a group of Buddhas and came to make a big disturbance in the Heavenly Palace. I called and asked for help, but Chi Rong probably didn’t see the phone clearly, and directly scolded her... Suspected little boyfriend.

... Hey, it's still early in the underground.

The third is that since November, Chi Rong seldom appears when it is not necessary, especially after the goddess and I returned from Tibet, I hardly saw her figure, and I didn’t even see her in the New Year. The replies are very busy, very busy, I am very busy.

I'm busy, I'm busy raising a baby.

……

Since the last time we met, Chi Rong didn't show up again, and he didn't even send a wedding invitation.

Although this episode was very exciting, the goddess seemed not to be disturbed much after she lost her temper once, and continued to show her emotions and anger, and then devoted herself to the business war between the two Gongying families.

It's just because day and night, this season of winter turning into spring, even though the protective measures are good, the goddess still contracted the flu, and the illness became like a mountain, and it turned into inflammation immediately before it reached a day.

Xiaoji also said that there is no way, saying that Zhuang Ye's body is too resistant to antibiotics, no matter how much antibiotics are used, he can only adjust slowly.

On April [-]th, I learned to fold a jar of origami cranes. I was not very good at it, and all of them were crooked, lacking wings and necks, but the origami paper was well chosen. Looking at it together is also very pleasing to the eye.

I went home with the jar in my hand, touched the bedroom, and handed it to the goddess beamingly: "Bangnoodles, this is all my love for you!"

The goddess was holding the cough-clearing loquat candy in her mouth, looked at it for a while, and then said, "It's so much in love... It's crooked."

I:"……"

I kicked off my slippers and climbed onto the bed, dejectedly: "You don't like this gift?"

"like very much."

I looked up: "But why do you have this expression?"

The goddess paused and said, "I was just thinking...why did you give me a gift on Ching Ming Festival?"

I:"……"

I was dumbfounded, and immediately clarified: "I finally found out, isn't today your birthday?"

The goddess frowned: "Birthday?" After thinking for a while, she said, "Oh, that was yesterday."

I frowned: "No, isn't your birthday different every year? Wasn't it April [-]th last year?"

The goddess closed the book lightly: "I forgot to tell you, my birthday is on the lunar calendar, and every year is really different."

I:"……"

You didn't say it sooner!

Since I missed my birthday and there was nothing to celebrate, I sighed and put the jar aside, and hugged the goddess' waist: "Have you ever made a wish on your birthday?"

The goddess was spinning the pen in her hand. Hearing this, she lowered her head and glanced at me: "I will do it myself if I can, and I won't want to if I can't. There's no need to make a wish."

I snorted and said, "Then there must be some idea? Is there anything you want in particular? Or a place you want to go?"

"The thing I want the most right now is the life of Chi Jiaoshe, but I think I can get it soon." The goddess said softly, "As for the place I want to go, I want to go to Mount Everest."

"Mount Everest? Why didn't you say anything earlier, we only went to Tibet a few years ago!"

"That's not okay, my game is not over yet, what if I can't get off if I go up?"

I got up expectantly: "Then when the marriage chess game is over, shall we go again?"

The goddess looked at me and smiled slightly: "Okay."

"What if you don't come down?"

"Then just die there, I'll let Laze live for 49 days, it's not a loss."

……

The temperature difference before and after the Tomb-sweeping Day was too large. First, the uninterrupted sunshine for a week almost made the sprouts in the green belt emerge. Then a sudden heavy snow fell on the [-]th, which completely suffocated these impatient seedlings.

Goddess lung inflammation increased, respiratory failure, can not