Intellectual retardation system: Even ancestors are afraid of crazy criticizers and gossip lovers

Someone will confirm soon.

It's okay for the young lady to drink a bottle of Erguotou in one breath. Some of them are good drinkers. He made sure that the guest was lying on the table and was still looking back in a daze and talking nonsense. He saw that everything was fine.

No, the other companion was eating calmly and was obviously fine.

"Guest, please use it slowly. If you need anything, please call me."

Yan Li nodded and continued eating. He felt the line of sight from the direction above his head. He didn't even need to raise his head and looked at it with his soul.

Dual perspectives and dual senses are so capricious.

If it weren't for binding this body, I might be able to play with the body and so on.

Chen Minghui smiled and shook his head. He had been paying attention to the two of them since they came in, and he also saw the heroic feat.

"Why are you laughing?" The person next to him saw him smiling and stretched his head to look. It was very lively below, and he didn't see who the other person was looking at.

Chen Minghui had already withdrawn his smile and said seriously: "Help me check..."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it..."

There are many people at the dining area, which proves that the food is very good.

"Have a meal."

"Ah? Ah...eat..." Shu Yue was confused and couldn't hold her chopsticks steady, and ended up not eating anything.

Yanli didn't care at all. He was very satisfied with his meal, but the drunk person opposite didn't take a bite.

She wiped her mouth and waved to the distance. When the waiter came, she pointed at the person who was trying hard to feed herself but couldn't feed her, and said to the waiter: "Feed her..."

"Sorry guest, we don't have feeding service here." The waiter refused with a smile.

"1 yuan to feed."

"Pfft..." The person upstairs spit out the tea, obviously hearing this sentence.

At this time, the management came over, heard the conversation, and motioned to the waiter to feed him.

Someone fed her, and Shu Yue opened her mouth to eat in a drunken state, chewing carefully and swallowing slowly.

The person opposite Chen Minghui wiped the tea from his mouth and apologized to the person next to him who had been sprayed with tea.

Then he looked down at the scene below and could only see his profile.

Although he looks ordinary, he...

"It's interesting isn't it?"

Chen Minghui looked at the people who were eating obediently, not making any noise when they were drunk, and nodded silently.

The two of them didn't look at the same person at all.

When the other party paid the bill, the man saw Chen Minghui getting up, and he followed suit.

downstairs

Yanli looked at the confused but well-fed man and said, "Let's go, go home."

"Huh? Oh..." The drunk Shu Yue reacted a few beats slower.

The waiter who received a tip of [-] yuan helped the God of Wealth to deliver the person to the door.

"Let her go and let her go."

The waiter hesitated, but waited for the person to stand up straight before letting go in fear.

"Let's go."

As soon as Shu Yue heard this, she moved forward obediently.

Yanli watched from behind as she was in a daze, but she fell down, not even there, and found it very interesting.

Not even 2 minutes later, someone approaching Yanli warned: "Don't touch her."

It's a pity that the other party didn't listen.

Chen Minghui held his arms slightly to prevent Shu Yue from falling. Because of her tilt, he leaned forward slightly. He raised his head after standing still and said to Yan Li: "You are not very qualified as a friend!"

The man standing next to him knew that they knew each other and looked at them with interest.

Yan Li smiled slightly and said directly: "Shu Yue, come here without answering."

Shu Yue heard the voice that was deeply rooted in people's hearts. It was a tall figure, stretching out his hand to let her pass. She waved her hand, waved away the hand that was restricting her, and walked towards the other party.

Yanli stretched out his hand to support him slightly, looked at the confused man, and pointedly asked the man: "Do you like it?"

Chen Minghui was stunned for a while. He didn't expect the other party to suddenly say such a sentence, and he didn't know how to answer.

But seeing that the other party was not prepared to listen to his answer, he leaned over and hugged the princess. She passed him easily and said with a provocative smile: "I won't give it to you...weak chicken."

"Pfft..." The man next to him looked at the person who was hugging him and leaving, and then looked at his shriveled friend. He couldn't help laughing, and then said to his dumbfounded friend.

"Funny, right?"

The two of them watched Yan Li hugging the person so easily, stuffing the person into the back seat of the taxi, then got into the front seat and left.

The person next to Chen Minghui: This is the first time such an interesting woman has appeared.

Ordinary appearance can no longer hide the shining points of the other party.

……

The two parents took over their children. They were relieved about the girl in front of them and thanked them:

"Thank you for sending Xiaoyue back."

"You're welcome." Yanli left with a faint smile. When passing by the garden, he paused and went upstairs.

I have given up my plan of counting ants in the garden at night, and I want to maintain my image as a gossip ambassador.

Don't be perverted in front of acquaintances...

……

"1..."

Gu Mengmeng looked at the ants on the table. What did the girl say about ants just now?Or one?

The progress bar grows.

Yanli returned to work and squatted in the corner. There was a group of ants here.

When tourists come in, it's customary to look at the coffin, no one there?

"11...12...13..."

The tourist turned his head stiffly. A figure in the corner was counting. Next to her lay a corpse. The fingers of the corpse were gone.

This...is counting on the fingers...right?

Former tourist?

Yan Li turned around, she was wearing red contact lenses today.

"Ah ah ah ah..."

The mood is up, the cognition is certain, and it doesn't suit the atmosphere and mood.

Yan Li: Today is another day of hard work.

Looking at the screaming figure running away, she lowered her head again.

"14...15...15? 16..."

Apparently the same one has just been counted and the progress has not moved.

……

"1436...1437..."

"???" People passing by looked at the squatting figure, and the other person seemed to be counting?

Someone was curious and couldn't help but stretched his head to take a look and saw that the other person was counting ants.

Who goes into the park to count ants?

What a leisure time... It's getting dark.

Yanli stood up and stopped moving, staring down at his legs.

Legs: So numb, so numb...let me slow down.

……

The next day, Yanli put down the folding bench and moved to another position to continue counting new ants.

"1545...1456...1456!"

It was only the second one and it was repeated. Did the one I counted yesterday move?

She clearly remembered that the first one came home, so it couldn't have suddenly flashed back to her.

There is only one possibility, traitor!

Yan Li picked up the ant, pinched it gently, placed it in the same place as yesterday, and watched it fight in groups.

Well...he is indeed a traitor!

Watching the ants being pushed back to the ant hole, Yan Li sat back and continued counting.

Even if you count like this, you can't count many ants. After all, not many ants leave the house.

only……

Looking at the ants carrying the food, Yan Li left in silence.

Another day off, early in the morning, Yanli changed his position again and placed bait next to the ant nest.

Maybe the bait was relatively large, so countless ants came out and formed a circle, large and small, for Yanli to slowly count.

She felt that there were too many repetitions, so she took the small stool and moved to another place.

Same bait, same action.

"2456...2457..."

She counted very carefully and slowly, not allowing herself to misread a number.

She actually doesn't even know multiplication anymore because she forgot, after all, hell doesn't teach multiplication tables.

She is only made up of gossip and secrets.

So it was always ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million, or ten million. In her eyes, they seemed to be just casual numbers. It was also because those old ghosts liked to say: What is money? I have never seen it, it is just a series of numbers.

……

Yanli is as busy as usual every day, and everyone is used to it, including her broad face every day, and everyone thinks she looks like that.

Speaking of the widening of the face, it is probably due to chewing betel nut and eating too much hard food.

It became ordinary, resulting in fewer customers coming for good looks, and the business of the haunted house began to decline a bit, but there were still many challenges.

After all, this is the most difficult haunted house, and no one can make it to the end calmly.

Of course, except for Shu Yue... the one who ran out of the haunted house with a smile, everyone just assumed that she was frightened and excluded her.

Even the secret admirer's legs were shaking when he came out.

Everyone ignored Yanli's incompatibility.

Everything is the work of the system…