dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Two flowers bloom, each representing a branch:

In the blink of an eye, Hua Jiunan and Xiao Wuxin had been chanting sutras in the Grand General Temple for three days.

Its mother statue is even more lifelike:

It seems that it will dance lightly at any time; or fly against the wind.

During these three days, the rest of the people were immersed in their practice, but they suffered from Chen Daji.

This kid has cleaned the sanitation of the temple countless times.

He doesn't care if it's harder, more tiring, or more work.

In Chen Daji's own words: Cleaning up the godmother's house is what a son should do.

What makes him miserable is: the work is done by himself, and the godmother doesn't care about the food!

"Boss, you are finally done!"

"Let's go home quickly, I'm so hungry! Let my mother make pork stewed vermicelli for us to eat!"

Seeing Chen Daji's embarrassed look, Chang Baye smiled.

"If you compare people, you will die, if you compare goods, you will throw them away."

"Little brat, are you a pig? What else can you order besides eating!"

Chen Dage didn't mind Chang Baye's "pertinent" evaluation.

Instead, he muttered softly.

"Baye, stop talking, I'm going to vomit after eating boiled noodles in snow water for three days!"

Chang Baye, who was still laughing cheaply just now, was startled immediately, and then quickly checked the package he had carried so hard.

"Oh shit, I'll fight with you, little bastard!"

"Did you make half a box of instant noodles that I saved from living frugally?!!!"

"What the hell, why is the pot still leaking?"

"Why, are you so hungry that you ate the iron pot?!!!"

Seeing that he was about to be beaten, Chen Daji hurriedly hid behind Hua Jiunan.

"Baye, don't be impatient, listen to my explanation!"

"I didn't eat the pot... You've all been sitting around stupidly for the past few days, no one cares about us."

"When I cooked the last half pack of instant noodles last night, I was so sleepy that I fell asleep."

"When I woke up, the fire was burning, the water was gone, the batter was battered, and the pot was leaking..."

Although Chen Daji tried his best to defend, instant noodles are Chang Baye's favorite, and the big black pot is his soul mate.

Now that my favorite person is exhausted and my partner is neglected, how can our eighth master let it go!

After some violent beatings, Chen Daji finally couldn't stand it anymore, and signed a series of "unequal treaties" with Chang Baye tearfully.

The most important of these are as follows:

First: "tribute" three boxes of instant noodles to Chang Baye on time every month, and they must be of the Baixiang brand;

Second: Find a blacksmith to repair the big black pot within one day. The patch must be repaired in a good-looking shape, preferably a big bug;

third:......

fourth:......

......

1: From now on, as long as Chen Daji is still alive, he must wash Chang Baye's big flower pants every day, and beat him hard if he can't clean them!

For the first 99 items, Chen Daji accepted them with humiliation.

Whoever made him wrong was the first, and he couldn't beat Ba Ye Chang, but in the last one, this kid quit.

"Baye, you are going too far!"

"Let me wash your underpants for you, isn't this obviously a bully?!!!"

Chang Baye narrowed his snake eyes and smiled threateningly.

"What? You don't agree, kid? Do you still want me to beat you again?!"

Seeing this, Chen Daji hesitated immediately, stepped back and waved his hands again and again.

"Baye, don't get me wrong!"

"I mean, you never wear shorts when you go out, what do you want me to wash..."

Hearing this, Chang Baye tilted his head and pondered for a moment.

In the end, I came to a conclusion: what the little bastard said seems to be fine...

So I was unwilling to cancel one, but still said that I would think of a new one to add.

Not for anything else, just to make up an integer!

Ba Ye Chang, who had let out a bad breath, only felt refreshed, and his whole body was indescribably comfortable.

Put the leaking pot on the head with a puff, curl up the big tail, and carry everyone out to go home.

"Sir, please sit still, let's go!"

For some reason, Hua Jiunan feels that everything is very warm tonight:

The sun has just set, and the silver moon rises. .seven

Although the snow is white and the cold wind is still there, there is seven points more warmth in the wind.

In the small courtyard, the deaf mother-in-law closed her eyes slightly, leaning on the rattan chair and smoking a pipe.

Covered with a thick down blanket.

The smoke from the kitchen is curling up, and the housewives are talking and laughing softly while preparing dinner.

Zhao Aiguo and Chen Fu sat on the low stools next to the wicker chairs and played chess.

This can not only entertain the time, but also serve the deaf mother-in-law and the elderly at any time.

After Hua Jiunan entered the door, he first bowed to the two elders, Chen and Zhao.

Then he tried his best to lower his footsteps and walked to the deaf mother-in-law, and said softly.

"Grandma, we're back."

The deaf mother-in-law immediately opened her eyes with a smile on her face, and sat up with the support of Hua Jiunan and Chen Dage.

"Oh, thank you Eighth Master, our two eldest grandsons are back."

"Is everything done in the temple?"

Hua Jiunan squatted down to beat the old man's leg while answering.

"done."

"The work this time is all planned."

Chen Daji was not modest either, he just smiled.

"Grandma, don't worry, I am diligent."

"Godmother's temple, we have cleaned it hundreds of times inside and out, and now we can't find any dust!"

"Grandma, if you don't believe me, you can send my dad to drive to check now!"