red and white

Anping's group went crazy in Fengdu all night, and it was already the morning of the next day when they returned to Chenghuang Temple.

Zhu Yinxiao and Wu Biyou drank a little too much. The two drunks staggered into the temple while fighting each other. Mu Gesheng took a look in surprise, "Are you back? How did you play?"

An Ping followed at the end, holding Zhu Yinxiao's high-heeled shoes in his hands. He was also poured a lot, barely kept awake, and looked at Mu Gesheng in a daze, "Ban Xian'er, what are you doing?"

Mu Gesheng lowered his head, "Can't you tell? Paint your nails."

Anping: "????"

Mu Gesheng and Chai Shuxin were sitting on the porch, next to a small bowl filled with red mud made from plum blossoms. Mu Gesheng took gauze and applied the red mud to Chai Shuxin's nails, then wrapped them in white gauze. Tie a small knot.

Chai Shuxin sat on the side, his hands were half wrapped, and his knuckles were slender.

"This is the ancient method of the Yao family. It's very troublesome. Man, you want to paint your nails too?" Zhu Yinxiao appeared out of nowhere, holding a big box in his hand, "Come on, brother, I'll paint it for you! "

Speaking of opening the box, a pile of nail polish rolled out, mixed with perfume and lipstick.

Wu Biyou, who was so drunk, also booed from the side: "Paint your nails!"

In the end, Anping was held down by two drunks, and his hands were painted cat's eye green. If he hadn't tried his best to stop him, Ubi would even have taken off his shoes.

Mu Gesheng had finished wrapping Chai Shuxin's nails long ago, and came to watch the show with his arms folded. By the way, he didn't mind watching the excitement and commented, "This color is good, and it's stylish."

Chai Shuxin stood aside, his fingers were wrapped in gauze, so it was difficult for him to use his hands, so he said calmly: "There is hangover soup on the stove."

Anping heard it and wanted to say thank you, I will throw these two drunks into the pot later.

After getting in touch these days, he found that Chai Shuxin just looked at strangers not getting close, but he was not cold-blooded, and his words and deeds were advanced and retreated, and sometimes he was even gentle.As long as you don't do anything, it's not too much to say a word of reason.

It's much better than Mu Gesheng, who is old and disrespectful.

Finally, the two drunks finally calmed down, Anping stretched out his brightly colored ten fingers, and pushed the two of them into the hangover soup pot.

Chai Shuxin put medicinal ingredients in the soup, and the effect was quick. Zhu Yinxiao rushed into the toilet, threw up while holding the toilet, and Wu Biyou finished washing with the water pipe. After waking up, he looked like he was owed money by others face, "Is there any breakfast? I'm hungry."

An Pingxin said that this stinky brother can turn his face faster than a book, and he will most likely be a scumbag when he grows up.

After Zhu Yinxiao vomited, he rinsed his mouth with the hose, echoed, "I'm hungry too, do you have any food?" He said and looked at Anping, "Why do you guys keep staring at me?"

Anping: "...Your false eyelashes fell off."

Zhu Yinxiao was not surprised, and skillfully tore off the false eyelashes and double eyelid glue, and waved his hands, "You guys eat first, I'll take off the makeup."

Ubi: "Lend me your late-night mask."

"Come on, let's go, man." Zhu Yinxiao embraced Wu Biyou, "Brother loves you, stay up the latest night and apply the most expensive mask."

Anping was speechless, and looked at Mu Gesheng, "You don't care?"

"What do you care? Punk health preservation is also health preservation, people have to learn how to save themselves." Mu Gesheng picked up his enamel jar, "Would you like an ampoule?"

Anping: "Brown sugar water with sweetened osmanthus again?"

"It's Coke soaked wolfberries."

"..."

"Fake." Chai Shuxin said, "It's black sesame paste.

Exhausted, Anping went to the kitchen to look for breakfast, a pot of shrimp wonton, and fried steamed stuffed buns.He filled a bowl of wontons and walked out of the kitchen with a pan fried in his mouth, just in time to see Zhu Yinxiao and the two coming down the stairs with facial masks on, each with a white face.

"I forgot it just now, and I just remembered." Zhu Yinxiao held a letter in his hand and handed it to Chai Shuxin, "Brother, Fengdu asked me to bring you the letter."

Chai Shuxin took the letter, opened it and read it, expressionless from beginning to end, and handed the letter to Mu Gesheng.

Mu Gesheng took a look and laughed, "What did I say before?" He said and looked at Zhu Yinxiao, "Fifth, it seems that you are going to stay for a while."

Zhu Yinxiao put on the mask and said vaguely: "The opportunity is rare, spend more time with brother."

Ubi looked surprised and kicked Zhu Yinxiao, "What's going on?"

Anping understood the cause and effect of the whole incident, and stood at the door of the kitchen with a bowl in his hand, his whole heart aroused.

Immediately afterwards, Chai Shuxin stood up, walked back to the wing room, and when he came out again, he was holding the red knife in his hand.

"Fuck! Why is he so angry?" Ubi frowned, "What the hell did that letter say?"

"Don't be afraid." Zhu Yinxiao stood in front of him and said vaguely: "The mask will crack."

Chai Shuxin's expression was still calm, and there was no trace of anger. He drew his knife out of its sheath and slashed on the ground, splitting a yin and yang gap instantly. He turned his head and looked at Mu Gesheng, "I'll go back as soon as I go."

"Take it easy." Mu Gesheng reminded: "Your nails were painted just now."

Chai Shuxin paused, put the Licking Red Knife back on his back, "We won't fight today."

As he spoke, he looked at Wu Biyou behind Zhu Yinxiao, "Follow me."

Before Wu Biyou could react, he was directly lifted by the collar by the other party, and Chai Shuxin leaped and jumped down.

"F*ck I haven't taken off the mask, you fucking—"

The crack closed quickly, and some of Ubi's screams disappeared deep underground.

Mu Gesheng folded the letter into a paper airplane, threw it away, then stood up, "Let's go out today."

Zhu Yinxiao paused, "Fourth brother, I just took off my makeup."

"It's okay, sometimes you can't die without makeup."

"...Can you tell me where we are going?"

"On the outskirts of the city, go to the park."

Anping had never heard of any parks on the outskirts of the city, but Zhu Yinxiao's face changed slightly, he went back and took off the mask, and put on a flat black windbreaker, "Let's go with our legs?"

It was the first time for Anping to see Zhu Yinxiao in men's clothes, ignoring the flirtatious pink hair, he looked a bit like a dog.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, Anping asked, "Why are you dressed like this?"

Zhu Yinxiao turned up his collar and rolled up his cuffs, "Do you know what occasions you need to wear black clothes?"

"Take ID photos and 007?"

"No." Zhu Yinxiao shook his head, "It's marriage and going to the grave."

Of course, Zhu Yinxiao would not suddenly go to get married early in the morning. When he got off the taxi, Anping realized that there was a cemetery in front of him.

Good guy, going to the grave is like going to the park.

Mu Gesheng is still holding his enamel jar, which looks like the posture of an old man who wakes up early and takes a walk.

The flowers and trees in the cemetery are scattered, and it is quite quiet.Zhu Yinxiao bought a big bouquet of red roses, Anping looked at it for a moment, thinking to himself who is he going to visit the grave for?

Mu Gesheng stopped in front of a cemetery, "Here we are."

Anping did not expect that the inscription on the tombstone was actually Song Wentong.

"Second brother, although I don't know where you are happy now, the brothers still came to see you, isn't it very interesting." Mu Gesheng sat in front of the tombstone, took a sip from the enamel jar, "I didn't bring you Paper money, since you don’t live in Fengdu anyway, you won’t need it anyway.”

Anping lowered his voice and asked Zhu Yinxiao beside him, "Is Mozi buried here?"

"The ashes were thrown into the sea." Zhu Yinxiao replied in a low voice, "He was impatient and buried in a field for decades."

It is very similar to Song Wentong's style.

Mu Gesheng opened the enamel jar and dumped it in front of the tombstone.Anping smelled the clear and mellow aroma, and then realized that the enamel jar contained wine.

"This is the homeland, erect a monument, and leave a memory for the Mo family."

After pouring the wine, Mu Gesheng stood up, paused, and said, "Fortunately, I bought it early. If the land price is now, I can only set up a memorial tablet for him by the stove, and I can eat with the Stove Lord during the Chinese New Year." Sesame candy."

Anping: "..."

Mu Gesheng took out a stick of incense from his pocket, struck a match and lit it, and inserted it into the copper stove in front of the tombstone, "Second brother, I'm here to tell you something this time, I didn't cause trouble again—Zhuzi Seven There is a meeting at home again, if you are absent, I will light the incense for you first."

He said with a smile, "Don't worry, with brothers around, the Mo family won't suffer."

Anping vaguely recalled the scene in his dream, when all the disciples gathered in the Ginkgo Study, there was a copper stove and an incense stick in front of the screen.

He opened his mouth suddenly and asked Zhu Yinxiao: "Is your grandpa okay?"

Zhu Yinxiao was inexplicably asked, "I have a bunch of grandpas, which one are you talking about?"

The two looked at each other, and Anping didn't know why he suddenly thought of Zhu Baizhi.

Then he came to a little understanding - the only ones who gathered in the waterside pavilion and lived for a long time were only the elders of Zhu's family.

Mu Gesheng seemed to know who Anping was talking about, "Elder Zhu is in good health, and you will be able to see him when the seven families gather in a few days."

"By the way, about the gathering of seven families mentioned in Judge Cui's letter." Only then did Anping realize, "You agreed?"

"Sooner or later." Mu Gesheng took out a mountain ghost to spend money, "Decades have passed, so we really should see each other."

He said with a smile, "It just so happened that I made a fortune, there is an auspicious day recently, and it is suitable for team building."

Anping looked at the mountain ghost spending money in Mugesheng's hand, and realized that Zhu Yinxiao was right, and Mugesheng remembered some things that happened back then.

At that time, Tian Suanzi used a hexagram to predict the fate of the country. What exactly does the hexagram predict?

Coupled with the unbearable shadow of what happened in Penglai back then, what does Chai Shuxin think of the gathering of the seven families?

How did he become a Rakshazi?How did Mu Gesheng survive?

As the breeze blows, Anping's thoughts are mixed for a while.

"I remember that my second child liked red." Mu Gesheng glanced at the rose in Zhu Yinxiao's arms, "Don't send flowers next time, just stick couplets on his tombstone."

Zhu Yinxiao smiled slightly: "He doesn't hate it."

As he spoke, he took out one and placed it in front of the tombstone.

Zhu Yinxiao is also a wonderful person, if he buys a bunch of roses, he will give one away, and he will take all the rest back.Sitting in the taxi, Anping was still complaining, "Why did you bring this flower back?"

Zhu Yinxiao said with a smile: "I guess there will be guests coming today."

Mu Gesheng raised his hand in the front seat, holding a coin in his finger, "You guessed it right."

Anping: "?"

The taxi stopped in front of the Town God's Temple, and I saw Zhu Yinxiao's locomotive from a long distance away in Anping - a girl was sitting on it.

Based on the lessons learned by Zhu Yinxiao, a master of women's clothing, whether she is a girl remains to be verified. The other party is wearing a slender coat with a white high collar turned up, surrounding a delicate porcelain cheek with a faint rose color.

She was wearing a pair of gloves, and her fingers were neatly folded together in front of her knees. She looked very well-bred in every move—except for sitting on Zhu Yinxiao's motorcycle.

"As expected." Zhu Yinxiao smiled, opened the door and got out of the car.

The girl's eyes lit up when she saw him, she jumped off the motorcycle, and took a large bouquet of roses, "How did you know I was coming?" She tilted her head as she spoke, "I didn't put on makeup today, it looks like I'm going to call you uncle .”

"What's your uncle?" Zhu Yinxiao rubbed the top of the girl's head, "Brother."

Anping looked out the car window, "Who is that?"

"Our eldest lady here." Mu Gesheng said calmly: "The current head of the Chai family, Chai Yanyan."

Several people entered the Chenghuang Temple, Anping quietly said to Zhu Yinxiao: "I thought you bought these roses for Mozi."

"The main reason is that it's cheap to buy flowers at the cemetery." Zhu Yinxiao shrugged, "It just happens to be by the way."

Anping: "..."

In the incense hall, Chai Yanyan hugged a futon, kowtowed to Mu Gesheng upright, and said crisply: "The old ancestor Gongxi Facai!"

"Don't call it that, dead people think they are old." Mu Gesheng smiled and waved his hands, and took out a red envelope, "This year's lucky money."

"Family has family rules, etiquette cannot be broken." Chai Yanyan took the red envelope, "Thank you, ancestor."

"Yes, your family pays attention to this." Mu Gesheng added tea to the enamel jar, "Your uncle has gone to the field, and when you come back at night, remember to stay at home for dinner."

Chai Yanyan agreed, and Anping heard it strangely from the corner, "Who is the uncle that Banxianer is talking about?"

"It's my brother." Zhu Yinxiao went back to his room and changed into a short skirt and knee-high boots, and was applying lipstick with a mirror next to him, "Didn't he go to Fengdu, commonly known as going to the ground?"

Good guy, those who didn't know thought they were going to plant rice seedlings with their trouser legs rolled up.

Anping didn't know what seniority his uncle was, so he couldn't figure it out, and asked, "What's the relationship between Lingshuzi and her?"

"You mean a banquet? Her father was the adopted son of Chai Rendong, the eldest lady of the Chai family. Chai Rendong is her grandmother." Zhu Yinxiao said: "According to her seniority, she is probably my granddaughter... This girl has often come to the Town God's Temple since she was a child. Playing, he was very wild when he was a child, but he became a bit of a human after he became the head of the family."

As he said that, he laughed, "You haven't seen her fight with Ubi, it's like the second and fourth child going to the house to break the tiles."

Looking at the well-behaved Chai Yanyan in the incense hall, Anping couldn't quite imagine it.

But when Chai Yanyan came out of the incense hall, he saw it—the girl threw herself into Zhu Yinxiao's arms, "Hey, my sister Zhu! You've shown your original form!"

"Where is it?" Zhu Yinxiao, who had regained his status as a master of women's clothing, said, "Look, does sister's lipstick look good?"

"Looks good!" Chai Yanyan nodded again and again, "Sister, shall we go shopping in the afternoon?" He raised the red envelope in his hand and said triumphantly, "I just took the lucky money!"

At this time, she was not at all like a polite lady, but a quirky girl with lively eyes.

Anping was confused by their address, "Wait a minute, is he your sister or your uncle?" How are the seniority of the Zhuziqi family calculated?

"To outsiders, he is called uncle, when he wears men's clothes, he is called brother, and usually he is called sister." Chai Yanyan made a face, looked at Zhu Yinxiao, "isn't it sister?"

Zhu Yinxiao nodded and said, "We are a socialist sisterhood."