The ex-boyfriend I slagged was the king of ghosts

How about sealing it?It's not cheap to seal.

Meng Qinglang peeled a banana for him: "Master, I don't think the manhole cover is secure and can be easily dropped, so don't cover it at all."

"You children, I don't understand." Old man Feng shook his head, took a bite of a banana and said, "Bananas are quite sweet."

Meng Qinglang smiled: "Then I will buy it for you next time. I don't understand. Since, as you said, that well can only bring misfortune, you might as well sell it."

"Can I do that immoral thing? If others don't know about it and then open the well, blood relatives within three generations will be affected."

Meng Qinglang's hand peeling apples was a bit slow, and he tentatively said: "What if...someone doesn't care about these and wants to buy them?"

"Hurry up, I'm done eating bananas."

"Right away." Meng Qinglang handed him the apple, "Seriously, do you want to sell it?"

Old man Feng glanced at him: "The ancestral property, don't sell it, you boy...couldn't the developer find it?"

"What?" Meng Qinglang was confused.

Old man Feng nodded: "It's okay. If you weren't an Oscar winner, you wouldn't belong to them. That's all right. Uncle knows your kindness. Didn't you feel uncomfortable being detained yesterday? It's because of your unsatisfactory health that it scared you. Wait until you are discharged from the hospital." Already, I’ll give you a stewed chicken to calm you down.”

Meng Qinglang narrowed his eyes with a smile: "Then thank you first."

After leaving the hospital, Meng Qinglang began to inquire about the developer, but there was a new competitor out of nowhere, and things were difficult.

Feng's small courtyard house is located in the old housing area in the inner ring of City B, surrounded by bungalows from the [-]s, which have no value for preservation. Since the ring road was built, it is located in a transportation hub, and the land price has increased in value.

In this land where every inch of land is expensive, instead of having a large one-story house, it is better to build high-rise buildings to ease the housing shortage. Because Feng’s courtyard is located in the center, it is also included in the scope of acquisition, but it will not be demolished. It is planned to be repaired and made into the center of a small garden. architecture.

Ideals are good, but how could Meng Qinglang agree?This was the only reincarnation pool he could afford, so every day after class, Meng Qinglang went to the hospital to care for the elderly. Tail.

Old man Feng glanced past Mu Ying's eyes, and after a couple of glances he didn't care.

Compared with Meng Qinglang, who looks slightly oily, old man Feng prefers the curly-haired Muying. The two sat opposite each other on the hospital bed. Old man Feng taught him how to play chess. After losing two rounds, Muying started to win consecutively. Old man Feng repeatedly said that he would take it to show off to his chess friends, and then sighed to Meng Qinglang: "In the past two days, I can figure it out. Your kid has nothing good, so you gave birth to a good brother."

"...It's all because I'm so gifted androgynous."

After old man Feng was discharged from the hospital, Meng Qinglang finally ate old man Feng's stewed chicken. I have to say that the craftsmanship was very good, but it was far worse than his... Muying was very satisfied with the meal.

Meng Qinglang thought for a while, and decided to grab old man Feng's stomach first, talk about feelings first, and then talk about buying a house. A good salesman...a buyer must also be able to play the emotional card.

The next day, Meng Qinglang bought the ingredients and took Muying to the courtyard to cook for himself.

That day, with the fragrance wafting all around, old man Feng's chess friends wandered around with their hands behind their backs and chatted. Old man Feng laughed so hard that he couldn't even close his mouth, and finally waved his hand: "Add vegetables!"

"Oh, old Feng, you picked up a filial son after being ill."

"That's right, I'm still a student of Jinghua University."

"It also comes with a little grandson."

Muying: "Grandpa is good."

"Hey, this is his brother."

"Oh, that's great! The young man is more handsome than your brother!"

Chef Meng Qinglang: "..."

Meng Qinglang was afraid that the taste would be too good, so he didn't use the system's pot, and the dishes were only home-cooked. He was afraid that these old people couldn't stand too greasy food, so the oil from the braised pork came out and melted in the mouth, and he stewed two Fish, fried a few green vegetables, steamed rice as the staple food, took out the tea leaves in the small pot of his storage system by the way, brewed a pot and brought it up. For old men who love to drink, Meng Qinglang made his own The medicinal wine was taken out.

Since then, he has become the most popular cub in this alley.

Muying has been with Meng Qinglang for a long time, and this is the first time he has had a meal cooked by Meng Qinglang. He has heard that Meng Shen's craftsmanship is first-class in the underworld, better than the chef's god in heaven. He has never eaten the meal of the chef's god. But Meng Shen’s meal——it’s so good!

He must make money, buy a house with a kitchen, and eat Mengshen's food every day!

At the beginning, Meng Qinglang asked him to wipe the food stains from the corners of his mouth, but later Mu Ying used his strength to break down all over, so he ignored it.

The old man likes well-fed children, and the look in Muying's eyes is ten degrees more loving.

"This child is fine in everything, except that he is a little thinner."

"Eat more." The old man sitting next to him caught a piece of fish for him, "Eat more fish, and grow up smarter."

"Thank you, grandpa." Muying was already full, and slowly drank fish soup and ate fish.

An old man turned around and asked Meng Qinglang, "Why didn't you go to school?"

Meng Qinglang put down his chopsticks: "I just came to City B, so I don't have a place to stay, and I can't borrow books."

"Isn't old man Feng's house empty? Let's live here first. The children can't delay going to school. It's close to Yunduo Primary School, just a few steps away, and you can pick up the time when you're shopping for groceries."

"My family also has a vacant house, if you can't, live in my house first."

Old man Feng sneered: "Can your family be as big as mine? Don't think that I don't know what your plans are, you just want to eat and drink, don't think about it, just stay with me, and remember to bring snacks for the children when you come to eat in the future .”

"In this way, I will take care of the procedures for borrowing the card and so on. You see... I occasionally drop by and so on..."

"Okay, how about you?"

"The vegetables grown in my yard are all natural and can be eaten by children."

"My son threw me this tablet and will bring it back next time."

"That's it, Lao Zhang, hurry up with your student card, you can't delay your school."

Oh, simple old men.

Meng Qinglang smiled shyly: "Then... please trouble the gentlemen."

At night, Meng Qinglang stood on the school playground directing the scary ghost: "That is to say, I have to scare the uncle so much that he dare not live at home, but Uncle Feng has a bad heart, so he shouldn't be too scary to scare the ghost, understand?"

"My lord... this... is a bit difficult, can you be more specific?"

"Hmm..." Meng Qinglang glanced at his watch, "It's a long story, the dormitory is about to be closed, you can figure out a way for yourself." After finishing speaking, he slipped away.

The head-holding ghost thought hard, and he called the head-holding ghost to advise him, and finally came up with an idea before midnight.

The next day, Meng Qinglang went to see Uncle Feng with some vegetables, and saw him sitting in the yard with two dark circles under his eyes, sighing.

done? !

The excited adrenaline was secreted rapidly, Meng Qinglang's eyes lit up, he suppressed the corner of his mouth that was trying to turn up, and said with concern: "Oh, what's the matter, sir? Didn't sleep well?"

"Hey, I don't know what's going on, I had a nightmare last night..."

"Tell me quickly! What did you dream about?"

"It was a vast expanse of whiteness, and there was nothing in the yard. I was the only one squatting by the well. The wind was very cold, and I couldn't find my way back to the house. After a long time, I suddenly heard it say to me..."

"what?"

"It said...meow."

Meng Qinglang was so "frightened" that his pupils dilated for a moment.

"Then a cat who didn't know where it came from barked all night in my yard. It was so loud that I couldn't sleep."

"Hehe... Maybe... Maybe." Meng Qinglang put down the dishes, glanced at the scary ghost hiding in the shade of the tree, and said while processing the dishes, "Think about it every day and dream about it at night, the well is already gone. Seriously affecting your life, I see... you might as well sell it."

Uncle Feng showed the old fox's smile with panda eyes on his face: "Hey, I knew you had selfish intentions, but...don't even think about it! If it weren't for seeing that you are a good cook, you are not a bad person, so I would have kicked you out a long time ago." .”

Now that it's out of the way, Meng Qinglang has nothing to hide, so he moved the horse and moved closer to him: "I'm not a developer, but I just like this house, and didn't you say that this well is not good for the whole family? "

"So, you, Uncle Feng, can't cheat you anymore."

"To tell you the truth, I... actually... do that."

"which aspect?"

"that is……"

"How dare you! Let go! Me! Pigeon! Son!"

Meng Qinglang turned his head, Sheng You looked down at him with his hands behind his back, with a cruel smile on his lips: "But you didn't allow you to sleep in my bed, so you dare to go to the hotel to open a room?! You are so brave, you are not afraid of me ...don't want you?"

People in the village do not have the habit of closing the door. Although it is a village in the city, these old people are used to opening the door when there are people at home, so that it is convenient for people to visit, dogs to beg for food, and cats to catch mice. Will come in casually.

Meng Qinglang had long forgotten about Sheng You. He was not used to such a position, so he shook the water off his hands and stood up. Although he couldn't look at him because of his height, he obviously had a lot more confidence.

"I think, where to live is my freedom."

Sheng You frowned: "You are proud of being favored."

Old man Feng looked back and forth between the two suspiciously, tugging at Meng Qinglang's sleeve: "What job did you say you were doing?"

Meng Qinglang didn't realize the misunderstanding between the two very keenly. He felt that he should explain it clearly, but...he didn't know what the starting point of the misunderstanding was, and he didn't know where to start to explain it.

But rejection is always right.

Meng Qinglang looked at him seriously: "I don't think the two of us are suitable."

Celebrity paparazzi are "close" like a family, Sheng You never took them seriously, so he was negligent for a while, and the news of "Sheng You's suspected breakup less than half a month after the official announcement" appeared on various online media.

Xi Yan rolled on the bed laughing while hugging her mobile phone: "Yes!"

Soon, Sheng You's team's crisis public relations team took the opportunity to hype it up and brought Sheng You's resident variety show "Mr. Kitchen" to the heat.

Sheng You and his "Little Boyfriend" co-starred in "My Mr. Kitchen"? ? ? "Little Boyfriend" debut on screen? ? ?Extra interviews?Please lock on Entertainment Satellite TV, we will see you next Friday night!

Xi Yan held the phone with a serious face: "Shen Ru, when is my itinerary?"

"next month."

"Turn to next Friday."

"I have already communicated with the director team, temporarily..."

"Just tell them, I'm going to expose a big-big-big-news on the show, the kind that the ratings soar."