The house is money, the story is life

A blurry white figure emerged in the air, watching Su Xia quietly - although Su Xia couldn't even be sure whether his eyes were open or not, he just knew that he was being watched by him.

Su Xia felt that this should be due to something similar to blood relationship, although the relationship between himself and him may be much stronger than the so-called "blood relatives".

A distressing firmness.

"This is really not a valuable thing. This silver is not pure. What's the use of taking it back?" Su Xia persuaded, "Go back, what's the big deal, as for being so serious? Let's just talk about it? Su Xian will be back soon, if he finds out that you are not here, he will definitely go crazy."

Bai Ying shook his head stubbornly, drifted close to Su Xia, and stretched out his hand to snatch the hairpin.Su Xia avoided it flexibly, frowned, and said, "How did I teach you? Although it's not worth much, it still belongs to the 'master'. Can it be taken casually? The bigger the more, the less sensible!" After thinking about it, similar things It seems that I have done a lot, the old man blushed, and said again, "And this is something that is very important to others! Can't you feel it? The smell of longing attached to it will make me cry, thanks You can do it..."

After all, Xie Shaosong has been secretly wiping away his tears in front of it these days.

Seeing that Su Xia didn't seem to have any intention of giving him the hairpin, Bai Ying immediately became unhappy, and the temperature in the room dropped several degrees.Su Xia rolled her eyes, and cautiously put the hairpin into her pocket: "Hey, I warn you, don't mess around. Tell you nice words, don't force me to take action against you, don't forget who put the hairpin on you. You raise such a big..."

Bai Ying's figure flickered for a few moments, and suddenly flew towards the door.

"Hey, where are you going! Come back!" Su Xia roared anxiously, and chased after her, but the moment she stepped into the kitchen, she let out a shriek like a tearing silk, and crouched on the ground with her head in her arms.

On the gas stove, two circles of flames are jumping energetically, that white shadow floating out.But it has disappeared.

Xie Shaosong stood outside the housing agency with the door closed, his forehead twitching lightly.

Doesn't close the door early or late, but when he was looking for a house, the boss slapped his ass back to his hometown, what's the matter?

...It can't really be like what the kid in Weiqiu's agent said, it's not time for me to move yet, right?

Xie Shaosong shook his head amusedly, turned around and was about to go to another agency.Out of the corner of the eye, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a child coming out of a nearby bookstore with a book in hand.Xie Shaosong was very familiar with the gorgeous comic book cover. It was his newly released booklet. He looked at it curiously, and then closed his mouth.

This child...it must be summer time, right?

He judged uncertainly.Judging from his facial features, it is true that the boy he talked to yesterday was not wrong, but his age...doesn't seem right?

The Zhou Xiashi I met yesterday seemed to be only a first and second grade student, but the kid in front of me must be in the fourth or fifth grade.

But that face—the key point is the temperament, it is really too similar...

Seeing the child walking away with the book in his arms, Xie Shaosong couldn't help but chase after him.Just two steps away, someone patted on the shoulder suddenly: "Mr. Xie?"

Xie Shaosong turned his head and saw Zhou Tang smiling at him.Looking back at where I was standing, I suddenly felt a little embarrassed—in front of a real estate agent, I was haunted by another real estate agent, which made me feel like I was caught cheating.

Zhou Tang didn't seem to care about it at all - of course he wouldn't let him see if he cared - he just squinted his eyes and smiled gently: "What is Mr. Xie looking at?"

Just as Xie Shaosong was about to answer, his eyes unconsciously met Zhou Tang's fox eyes, and he was startled suddenly.Yes, what are you looking at?The agency is closed... Then he should go to another agency. What are you looking for here?

He shook his head blankly, and was about to leave, but was stopped by Zhou Tang: "By the way, Mr. Xie, this is for you."

Zhou Tang handed a black square piece of cloth to Xie Shaosong, but Xie Shaosong was confused.Well, what does it mean to give him a rag?

"This is something your little tenant left me here, I think he might still need this." Zhou Tang smiled.

Little tenant?Are you referring to Su Xia?

Xie Shaosong took the "rag" half-believingly, and asked, "Do you know Su Xia?"

"There was a relationship once." Zhou Tang said, "If I really want to say, Xia Shi is more familiar with him."

"Ah, I got it." Xie Shaosong thought that the two children might be playmates, so he didn't go any further, put away the "rag", greeted Zhou Tang, and left in a hurry.Watching Xie Shaosong leave, Zhou Tang turned around and walked in the opposite direction. When he reached the corner of the sidewalk, he saw a little boy in a blue sweater leaning against the wall flipping through comics.

Zhou Xiashi happened to be standing at the junction of sunlight and shadow, half of his body was warm and bright, but the other half was hidden in the deep darkness, rendering a different flavor.Zhou Tang watched silently, then suddenly laughed, and took a picture with his mobile phone.

"Why?" Xia Shi asked.

"Take a photo as a souvenir." Zhou Tang smiled warmly, synced the photo to the cloud, and set it as the background desktop of the phone by the way.Looking up, Zhou Xiashi said softly, "Don't lean against the wall, the wall is dirty."

Xia Shi glanced at him, threw the book to him, and walked back with it in his pocket.

Zhou Tang looked at the cover, and said softly, ""Song of Plum Blossoms", do you like this?"

"I don't love it. Lu Haiqin asked me to read it, and no one wants to see this kind of child's stuff." Zhou Xia kicked the stones on the ground boredly and asked, "Did you give him the stuff?"

"Yes. But I don't understand, what is the origin of that black cloth? What is it for?"

"It's just a piece of ordinary cloth. It was cut from your suit this morning. Anyway, it's just what Su Xia needs. Don't worry about anything else," Zhou Xia said.Zhou Tang opened his mouth slightly: "It shouldn't be the one I bought last week, right?"

"What did you buy last week?" Zhou Xia asked blankly, "I took it directly from the closet, the suit on the far right. Is that very valuable?"

Zhou Tang sighed, walked forward quickly, patted the lime stain on Zhou Xiashi's back, then lifted the hood behind him, and put it on Zhou Xiashi's head.

Vigorously rubbing Zhou Xiashi's head through the hood, he shook his head helplessly and said, "Forget it, it's not worth more than you. Let's go, go home."

When Xie Shaosong arrived home, Su Xia was actively tearing up the toilet paper.

"Oh my god, what are you doing!" Xie Shaosong said in amazement. For the first time in his life, he saw the terrifying power of a brat—it's not that the room was messed up by him, on the contrary, the whole house, especially the living room, They are all very clean and well-arranged - if you ignore the two circles of flames still burning on the gas stove and the pot lid that suddenly appeared in the living room

But it's so well organized...it's weird, right?

The tea table and sofa in the living room have been pushed aside to free up a lot of space.There was a circle of straw paper on the ground, the edges were torn neatly, and various strange patterns were drawn on it with a ballpoint pen.When Xie Shaosong arrived, Su Xia had just put the last piece of straw paper on the designated place, and he didn't lift his head when he heard his question: "I want to deal with some disobedient little red guy."

Xie Shaosong: "...?!"

"One, two, three, four, five, six, very good, all the directions are in place... Uh, I still lack a piece of cloth, preferably black. Where is the black cloth?" Su Xia, who was kneeling on the ground, raised her head and asked.

Xie Shaosong, who was busy turning off the fire, froze when he heard the words, a strange feeling flashed through his heart.He raised his hand silently, pinching the black cloth that Zhou Tang gave him with his fingertips, as if he was holding upside down a strange dead mouse that suddenly appeared in the corner of his house.

"... What you want, shouldn't it be this?"