The Squeamish Little Brother of the Actor

Soon it was time to take wedding photos, and they were going to Marriage Mountain.

They went to take wedding photos, which shocked many people.

The first is Chen Yun. She only has Qiu Ci as an artist. Qiu Ci is on vacation, so she naturally has no job to do. With a high salary in her hand, what can she do if she doesn't work? She packs her bags and shows up in the old house the door.

The second is Lin Yuan. She is simply idle and has nothing to do. She wants to see the two of them take wedding photos, and the two big boys take wedding photos. How can her mother not show up? Of course she wants to go.

Finally, there is Qiu Li, it is strange that he appears in the old house, he is not as idle as Chen Yun, nor is he a mother like Lin Yuan.

The reason why he wanted to take wedding photos with him was because the company had a lot of work to do, and he had to be busy helping to find a suitable bone marrow. In addition, his father would throw a document over from time to time, which made him physically and mentally exhausted.

I heard that looking at the green water and green mountains and breathing fresh air can relieve physical and mental fatigue, so he also came.

Ran Dongling saw that Qiu Li was alone, and there was no Samoyed around him, so he asked him, "Uncle, aren't you going to take Samoyed on a business trip? You went to Marriage Mountain with us, what about Samoyed?"

Why did he take the dog with him on a business trip?

Qiu Li was confused and was about to speak when he met Qiu Ci's suggestive eyes.

Oh, he understood, this is the eldest nephew cheating on his niece and daughter-in-law again.

Although he didn't know what this had to do with him and Samoyed, Qiu Li turned his mind a few times and decided to help his eldest nephew get over this difficulty first.

"Oh, Samoyed, my friend said that he wanted to shoot a pet commercial. It would cost money to hire a dog model. If he could save a little, he asked me to borrow it."

The problem of the absence of the dog was also solved, and now all the servants were present, and a row of plain commercial vehicles drove to Yueshi Village.

Taking wedding photos can be done in one day, but they had to stay in Yueshi Village for two days in case Ran Dongling would be tired after traveling back and forth.

Returning to the familiar village again, there is not much change here from when they left, but there are more young people who have returned from other places.

Lin would like to rent two connected private houses, one for himself and the other for the accompanying staff and bodyguards.

They went to Yueshi Village today, and the cameraman in the studio will go to the mountain to scout spots in the afternoon. After they finish scouting spots, they will start shooting tomorrow.

"Qiu Ci, I'm afraid there will be too many mosquitoes tonight, so remember to light up the electric mosquito coils." Lin Yuan looked around the house, but was still not satisfied. After all, the houses in Yueshi Village are not as good as hotels, and they can only make do with it. .

"Understood, you guys also remember, the mosquitoes here are poisonous."

Qiu Ci still remembered that when he was recording a program here, Ran Dongling was bitten by a mosquito, half of his face turned red, and the director was so scared that he thought his job would be lost.

Thinking about it now, Ran Dongling's pitiful appearance at that time could still clearly appear in his mind, he smiled faintly, and went to find the little man who was chatting with Qiu Li in the courtyard.

"Uncle, I said before that I would take a wedding photo with the Samoyed, but brother Qiu Ci said that you were going to take the Samoyed on a business trip, so I didn't take the photo." Ran Dongling was still a little disappointed when he talked about this now.

"This..." Qiu Li paused for a while, but couldn't figure out how to respond to Ran Dongling.

No one wants to take wedding photos with other people's dogs!

"I think it's better for two people to take this wedding photo. On the day of your wedding, when we take a family portrait, let's take the Samoyed together."

"Okay then, but can a dog fly? Do I have to buy a plane ticket for it? Can cats fly too?" Ran Dongling had a new question.

……

After chatting with Qiu Li for a while, Qiu Ci came to Ran Dongling with his daily snacks, "Are you hungry, eat some snacks first, I can't eat so soon."

Ran Dongling was indeed a little hungry. He was very hungry recently, and his stomach always became empty not long after eating.

Picking up a milk steamed bun in the bowl, he slowly gnawed on it.

"Teacher Zai! Teacher Qiu!" A clear child's voice came from outside the door.

The three of them looked at the door, and found that it was a dark-skinned child—the little black child who gave Ran Dongling Spicy Coke back then.

She didn't expect him to remember her, and she didn't expect her to remember him. Ran Dongling first praised her memory, then greeted the little black boy, and asked the bodyguard at the door to let him in.

"Hello, long time no see, why are you here?"

The little black boy rubbed the back of his head, pointed to the private house opposite, "My home is here, I'm not here, where should I be?"

It was such a coincidence that the house they rented was just across from Xiao Heihai's house.

The little black boy was playing outside, and went to the bathroom on the way home. As soon as he went out, he saw two tall men with big arms on the opposite side. He was curious, so he came over to see what was going on.

"Teacher again, do you want to eat spicy strips? I just bought them." The little black boy took out a pack of greasy spicy strips from his trouser pocket and handed them to Ran Dongling.

"I can't eat." Ran Dongling shook his head, but didn't take it.

The little black boy thought he was being polite, and wanted to force it to him, "Eat it, my mother gave me five yuan, and I can buy ten packs of spicy sticks, this pack is not bad."

"Thank you, but he can't eat it now. Eating too much spicy strips is bad for your health. You can't eat it every day if you have money." Qiu Ci took the package of spicy strips, put it aside, and had a meeting with the little black boy. Little joke.

"Oh, but the spicy noodles are delicious." He justified himself, "Mr. Qiu, I don't eat them every day. I don't eat them when I have no money."

Seeing that his eyes were fixed on the milk steamed buns, Ran Dongling picked up a steamed bun and handed it to him.

"Let's eat together."

The little black boy was not too polite, he ate it after taking a few mouthfuls, and he smacked his mouth after eating, "Mr. , I will teach her again."

Several adults were amused by his words, Qiu Ci went into the kitchen, set aside one for Ran Dongling to eat, packed the remaining milk buns in a clean bag, and took them out to the little Heihai.

"Thank you Teacher Qiu, hey! I forgot that my little brother is still waiting for me, I have to go, Teacher Qiu, teacher, uh, see you again, uncle!" The little black boy got the steamed bun and ran away in a hurry.

"Chou Ci, are you going to visit Marriage Mountain this afternoon? My sister-in-law said she wants to go shopping, otherwise she will be busy taking pictures tomorrow, so she won't have time to go shopping." Qiu Li asked the two of them.

It doesn't matter whether Qiu Ci goes or not. They climbed Marriage Mountain once, which is not as novel as Lin Yuan.

"I'm going, brother Qiuci, I want to visit the Marriage Temple."

Go and see if his little wooden sign is still there, and if the God of Marriage has sent out his wish.

He wanted to go to the Marriage Temple, so that Qiu Ci accompanied him.

After lunch at noon, a group of people set off for Marriage Mountain. It just so happened that the sun was not strong today, and there was a breeze blowing, which was very suitable for climbing.

There are fewer tourists on weekdays, and even fewer tourists come to climb the mountain, almost none.

The staff members wanted to find a spot in the mountains, so they did not climb the mountain with them. When Lin Yuan and Chen Yun saw the flowers at the foot of the mountain, they stopped and said they would go up after taking photos.

Ran Dongling is the precious lump, no one dares to order him, Qiu Ci wants to accompany the precious lump, and there is no time, so only Qiu Li is left.

Holding the camera bitterly, he lost himself in the words of Lin Yuan and Chen Yun, "Move forward, the legs will grow longer" and "45-degree direction, the photos taken this way will look good".

Everyone had their own business to do, after Qiu Ci and Ran Dongling greeted them, they walked up the mountain, and a few bodyguards followed behind them not too far away.

"Should I carry you up?" Qiu Ci asked him.

Ran Dongling shook his head, rejecting Qiu Ci's kindness.

"No, I can climb up by myself."

"Then let's crawl slowly." Qiu Ci didn't force him, and proper exercise is also good for the fetus.

Stopping and stopping along the way, until Qiu Ci had three garlands on his head and Ran Dongling himself had three garlands on his head, they finally climbed to the top of the mountain and arrived at the Marriage Temple.

The Marriage Temple is quite different from when they first came here. The original simple appearance has completely disappeared, and it seems that it has been renovated again. The pavilions and vermilion railings in the temple reveal low-key wealth everywhere.

Ran Dongling:? ?

He blinked, suspecting that he had come to the wrong place, but they climbed the Marriage Mountain. Could it be that there are two temples on the Marriage Mountain?

Qiu Ci took off the garlands from the heads of the two of them, and put them on the steps beside him, thinking that he would take them away later when he went down the mountain.

He took the hands of the people beside him and led Ran Dongling into the Marriage Temple.

The temple is also very rich, and even the gold lacquer of the God of Marriage has changed into real gold.

But the appearance of the God of Marriage did not change, and his eyes were still kind. Ran Dongling and the God of Marriage looked at each other for a moment, wanting to kneel down and worship God.

"Benefactor, little benefactor."

A slightly familiar voice sounded behind him.

The two turned their heads and found that it was the old monk who had tried to cheat them of money.

When I first saw this old monk, he didn't have much flesh on his body, and his arms were as thin as dry bones. Now when I saw him again, the old monk was full of air like a balloon.

Simply put, he has gained weight.

Things got weird, Ran Dongling's scalp was numb, and he grabbed Qiu Ci's hand tightly.

Brother Qiu Ci has such a strong yang energy, he shouldn't be afraid of ghosts.

"Two benefactors, long time no see." The old monk clasped his hands together and bowed to them.

Chou Ci was held by Ran Dongling with one hand, so he could only bow slightly as a courtesy, "Master, long time no see."

Grandmaster?Brother Qiu Ci actually called a deceitful old monk master?

Ran Dongling's expression now is like a cat who doubts life, looking at the hatred for a while, and then turning to look at the old monk, frightened and puzzled.

The old monk said slowly, "Thank you for the generous donation at the beginning, the marriage temple can only be repaired a little."

Donate generously?Minor repairs?

According to Ran Dongling's understanding of this old monk, the minor repairs he mentioned must be more than minor repairs, but the generous donation he mentioned must be generous donations.

"Brother Qiuci, have you donated money?"

"Well, I donated a little money." Qiu Ci didn't directly mention the donated money, for fear that Ran Dongling would make trouble with him.

"How much is a little money?" Ran Dongling asked further.

"The benefactor is generous and donated 500 million yuan." The old monk mentioned the 500 million yuan, his eyes narrowed into a smile.

These days, it's hard to meet someone as wronged as Qiu Ci.

"What? Brother Qiu Ci donated 500 million?!"

Ran Dongling couldn't believe it, how could Qiu Ci be so stupid that he was tricked by the old monk.

Could it be that his nickname of "little idiot" was infected by hatred?

"Hey, little benefactor, your body is important, don't get excited." The old monk made a gesture of calmness, "The benefactor is so generous, the God of Marriage heard the benefactor's heartfelt voice, and entrusted the old monk with a dream, and asked the old monk to give you the blessings every day. Knuffer."

The old monk took them to the big tree outside the main hall, pointed to the small wooden sign on the tree and said: "The wishes written by the benefactor on the wooden sign, but the old monk is happy for it every day, just wait for the blessings to be fulfilled, and the wish will come true." .”

When it came to family members, he said that again, Ran Dongling was not angry yet, but fell down again, thinking that being cheated of 500 million yuan didn't seem like a bad loss.

A gust of wind blew by, and the small wooden sign on the tree was blown rattling.

Ran Dongling looked at the place where Qiu Ci had hung the wooden signs for him. There were many new wooden signs there, and he couldn't find which ones were written by him.

"Can I still write small wooden signs?" he asked the old monk.

"Naturally, the old monk will also be happy for the wish on the new wooden sign."

Ran Dongling re-wrote the small wooden sign, and wrote a small wooden sign for his father, elder brother, second brother, third brother, unborn child, and vengeance.

Qiu Ci also wrote a small wooden sign. He didn't avoid Ran Dongling, and put the ink on the table to dry after finishing writing.

Ran Dongling inadvertently, really just inadvertently, took a peek at his wooden sign and found that the wish written on the wooden sign of vengeance was related to him.

【May Ling'er get whatever she wants, be healthy and happy】

"Benefactor, I wonder if I can take the opportunity to say a few words."

"it is good."

Qiu Ci behind him followed the old monk a few steps away, only Ran Dongling was left standing under the tree, looking at the small wooden sign.

He picked up the small wooden sign, and used a physical method—exhale through his mouth, and after quickly drying the ink, he added a sentence behind the small wooden sign.

【Brother Qiu Ci is too】

After a while, Qiu Ci returned to him, and asked softly, "Has Ling'er finished writing?"

"It's finished, Brother Qiu Ci, hang it up quickly, and hang it on the highest place, so that the God of Marriage can see my wish at a glance."

"it is good."

Chou Ci took some skill and time to really hang the wooden sign they wrote on the highest place, a little distance away from other wooden signs, which is very conspicuous.

The god of marriage must be able to see it at a glance.

brush - brush -

There was a wind blowing, and Ran Dongling saw the small wooden sign they had just hung up, the tallest one was blown away by the wind.

"Brother Qiu Ci, look, the God of Marriage has heard our wishes, and now he wants to bring our wishes to our father, father, and eldest brother, second brother and third brother."

"Well, I will definitely bring it."

They didn't stay in the Marriage Temple for long, and they were about to go down the mountain while it was still daylight.

On the way down the mountain, Ran Dongling looked in a good mood and kept singing, calling it an early education for children.

"La la la baby, I'm daddy la la la, Brother Qiu Ci is father, we love you very much, let's grow up quickly la la la—"

He chatted for a while, unable to match his own curiosity, leaned close to Qiu Ci and asked him, "Brother Qiu Ci, what did the old monk just tell you?"

"Want to know?" Qiu Ci raised his eyebrows, but did not tell him directly, as a trick.

Ran Dongling nodded quickly, and finally shook her head, "If you want to tell me, just tell me."

Qiu Ci laughed, remembering what the old monk had said to him just now.

[The predestined relationship is unresolved, the blessings of this life have been determined, the benefactor and the little benefactor don't need to worry too much, if there is a fate in the future, we can see each other again. 】

Qiu Ci groaned, and told Ran Dongling, "He said you are very blessed."

Ran Dongling was still waiting for him to continue, but after Qiu Ci finished, he stopped. He continued to ask, "Brother Qiu Ci, did the old monk only say that I am very blessed?"

"Yes, you are very lucky."

"What, he must be lying." Ran Dongling pouted, and felt that the old monk was talking nonsense, and he thought the old monk would tell Qiu Ci the way to rejoice.

As he walked, he felt his legs were tired, so he tugged at Qiu Ci's sleeves.

"Brother Qiuci, I'm tired, you carry me down."

Qiu Ci stopped and glanced at his stomach, "Will it hit your stomach? I'll carry you down, okay?"

"No, no, I won't push you, I want you to carry me." He stretched out his hands, wanting to carry him with hatred.

Qiu Ci squatted down, waiting for Ran Dongling to lie on his back, and then he steadily walked down the mountain with his whole world on his back.

Ran Dongling started singing again.

"La la la Qiu Ci elder brother carrying the little lucky star down the mountain——"

Hatred was infected by him, and he rose up with him.

"La la la obediently is my little lucky star."

The tune he sang was strange, and it wasn't like Ran Dongling's clear and clear voice, on the contrary, it looked very weird. When he finished singing, he laughed first, and Ran Dongling was lying on his back, laughing too.

A gust of wind blew through the wooden sign, through the treetops, and through the hair of the two, taking their laughter far away.

The author says:

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