The whole world thinks I can exorcise ghosts

According to Du Niang's video, Song Nan prepared several dishes. He originally wanted to thank Fengyue, but Fengyue didn't eat much, and all the dishes on the table fell into Huang Diwen's stomach. Song Nan worked hard all night After eating, he slumped on the chair and didn't want to move anymore, so he kicked Huang Diwen beside him, "Clean up."

Huang Diwen didn't talk too much, he got up and picked up the bowls and chopsticks quickly.

Feng Yue frowned and stood up, "I'll do it."

Huang Diwen was very polite, and hurriedly said to Fengfeng, "Sit down and rest for a while, I'll clean it up."

Song Nan also said, "Let him clean up, he's the best at it."

Fengyue didn't like to hear these words, and he glanced at Song Nan displeased, "How can a child do this."

"Child?" Song Nan thought this was a bit funny, "Who hasn't grown up as a child? It is precisely because they are children that they should start working in elementary school."

These words are actually quite reasonable, but Fengyue just found someone, so he naturally hopes to make up for it in all aspects. It is naturally impossible for him to do tasks like picking up dishes and washing dishes, but Song Nan's words are indeed true. Unreasonable, Feng Yue had no choice but to grab the bowls and chopsticks from Huang Diwen's hands with one sleeve, and said firmly, "Then I should do it too."

Song Nan felt that Fengyue had taken the wrong medicine, and wanted to say that the meal was made for him to thank him, but he wanted to wash the dishes by himself. Stand up and follow the kitchen.

You can't let the guests wash the dishes, that would make him too unreasonable.

The two of them had a tacit understanding, one washing the bowl and the other rinsed with clean water. Song Nan remembered Fengyue's fastidiousness, so he deliberately used clean water to rinse the bowls and plates, then wiped off the water stains with a dry rag, and then put them into the bowls one by one. in the cabinet.

"Your brother said you are afraid of ghosts?" Feng Yue said suddenly.

Song Nan wiped the dishes for a moment, his expression was rather displeased, but he nodded, "Why did he suddenly mention this to you?"

"Just chat casually." Feng Yue saw that he had no signs of anger, and said again, "So you came to my house to look for me that time because Liu Hao was at your house, and you were afraid?"

Bringing up the old story again, Song Nan actually forgot about it at all. When Fengyue mentioned it, his thoughts at that time were instantly exposed. He sniffed in embarrassment, but refused to admit it , laughed at himself, "Don't I love money like my life? Knowing that you are going to start a project in our Black Water Bend, you have to find a way to make a fortune no matter what, isn't it the same as getting on the God of Wealth?"

This was said by Feng Yue out of desperation before. He thought that the speaker had no intention, but unexpectedly the listener meant it. Song Nan probably held a grudge, and deliberately said this to satirize him.

Feng Yue didn't take it seriously, and naturally there was no room for refutation, so he had to accept all the sarcasm, and attached his sincere apology, "I'm sorry, I was the one who opened my mouth that day, and I apologize to you."

"Stop what?" Song Nan asked unclearly.

"I said something wrong, I'm sorry." Feng Yue said again.

Song Nan didn't appreciate it, and his expression was slightly embarrassed, "You are right, I am a person who sees money and loves money like his life."

Fengyue: "..."

This topic can't be continued. Fengyue just felt that the two of them were so quiet and awkward, and wanted to find a topic to liven up the atmosphere, but he didn't expect to step on a landmine as soon as he opened his mouth.

As for Song Nan, it was entirely because of his petty thoughts that someone discovered him, so forget it, and the Lord asked you to come. How could he admit such a shameful thing?

The two cleaned up the kitchen with their own thoughts, and went upstairs together. When Song Nan entered Huang Diwen's room, he saw him sitting on a chair and watching food and broadcasts on his new mobile phone, with a satisfied smile on his face.

"Didn't that table feed you enough?" Song Nan took out the clothes from the closet and planned to take a shower.

"I'm full." Huang Diwen said without raising his head, "Watching other people eat is a kind of enjoyment. Although I am full, it can also be my spiritual food."

Song Nan was very speechless, and heard Huang Diwen say, "This phone is easier to use than the previous one, and it doesn't freeze at all."

"That's for sure." Song Nan felt a little disgusted. Anyway, the mobile phone cost him more than half a month's salary before, but after changing to a new mobile phone, he began to think that the previous mobile phone was not good, so he said quite displeased, "You get what you pay for, how much is mine, how much is this, is there any comparison?"

Huang Diwen didn't hear the displeasure in Song Nan's words at all, and nodded in agreement, "I also think, no wonder you were gnashing your teeth to buy a fruit machine."

"Bite who?" Song Nan asked with a black face.

Song Nan had long been immersed in the anchor's appetite and couldn't get out. He didn't hear what Song Nan said at all. Song Nan waited for a few seconds and saw that he ignored him, so he left the bedroom with a question mark on his face.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that since the day Huang Diwen's cell phone disappeared, Feng Yue has never taught himself to read and learn idioms.In the past two days, when they talked, they always liked to include some words that he couldn't understand, which gave him a headache.

When Song Nan entered the bathroom, he thought that Fengyue didn’t seem to be busy recently. He probably forgot to teach himself how to read characters. Bar.

After making up his mind, Song Nan went to Fengyue's room after taking a shower, but there was no one in the room.

Song Nan was coming out of his room in doubt, and when he turned around, he bumped into Feng Yue who was about to enter the room at the door, both of them were taken aback.

Fengyue was only wearing a silk nightgown, but the nightgown was not tied, and it was left open casually, exposing a large chest and abdominal muscles. Underneath was a pair of silk pajama pants of the same color and material, hanging loosely. On the hip bone, it feels like it will fall off if you pull it lightly.

Song Nan hurriedly turned his gaze to his face, and when he met Shang Fengyue's slightly puzzled eyes, he moved them away in embarrassment, and finally stared at the white towel above his head.

"Looking for me?" Fengyue spoke first.

Song Nan nodded hurriedly, and Feng Yue raised his chin at him, signaling him to move aside so that he would not block the door.

The two stood facing each other, the door was not spacious enough, so he had to step back half a step to let Fengyue enter the room, and he also followed into the room after retreating.

"What's the matter?" Feng Yue wiped his wet hair twice, put the towel on the back of the chair, and asked Song Nan.

When Fengyue put his hands on the towel, the nightgown on his body opened and closed according to the movements. Song Nan's eyes were attracted by his upper body, and he couldn't move his eyes away for a while, as if he was in a daze.

Feng Yue waited for a few seconds, and seeing that he didn't answer, she turned her head to look at him, and found that he was staring at herself for a moment.

Feng Yue raised his eyebrows, thinking of the scene when he took off his clothes in the office and asked Song Nan if he saw anything on him, he couldn't help but find it funny. At that time, he regarded Song Nan as a suspect, now thinking about it , Song Nan probably thought he was mentally ill at that time.

Thinking of this, Feng Yue subconsciously pulled the strap of the nightgown and tied it lightly with a live button, hiding the large area of ​​skin on the chest and abdomen under the thin silk nightgown.

"What's wrong?" Feng Yue asked again.

Only then did Song Nan regain his senses, and secretly frowned. He always felt that there seemed to be some kind of magic on Fengyue, which made him unable to move his eyes away.

"Ah," Song Nan touched his nose in embarrassment after nodding his head, "Well... I don't know if it will disturb you, I have written all the characters you taught a few days ago," he said from behind He took out a small book and handed it over, "If it's convenient today, let's teach something new."

Fengyue didn't expect that he came to ask him to hand in his homework. In the past two days, because he found someone, he was both happy and uneasy. forget.

Feng Yue glanced at the time, and it was still early, so he nodded, "Go and get Xiaowen's dictionary, today we will learn according to the dictionary."

Song Nan went back to Huang Diwen's side, rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find this dictionary, set a bedtime for Huang Diwen, and went to Fengyue's side.

As for Fengyue, he used another banner.

Although he found him, he didn't know anything about Huang Diwen, and there was no resonance between them. He wanted to know too much, including the jade finger on his body that symbolized his identity.

So when Song Nan happily returned to Fengyue with the dictionary in his arms, spread out the notebook and took out a pen to pretend to be studying humbly, Fengyue was a little absent-minded.

Although Song Nan doesn't have the slightest foundation in writing, his memory ability is amazing and his learning ability is also very strong. Sometimes Fengyue can't help but think that if he and Huang Diwen are adjusted, he might really be the seed of a good university.

Thinking of this, Feng Yue couldn't help feeling a little sorry for him.Thinking about it again, most of the reason why Song Nan couldn't go to school was because of his family background. According to Huang Diwen, the family environment was not good at that time. The boy was a picked child, so he was given up as a matter of course.

Song Nan sacrificed so much in order to help his younger brother, but unfortunately his younger brother was not a good candidate for school. Even so, Song Nan was not at all reconciled, and even spared no expense to send Huang Diwen to a tutoring school to study full-time.

He has no selfishness towards Huang Diwen. Feng Yue thinks about Huang Diwen's identity to himself now, so he can't help feeling a little sympathetic to Song Nan at the moment. He thought of other places while teaching, and asked without thinking too much. , "Have you ever thought about going to school?"

Song Nan was writing the words Gang Fengyue taught him stroke by stroke. He was startled when he heard the words, and looked up at him in surprise, "Study?"

"Yeah." Feng Yue said, "Study in school, isn't there an evening school or something, if you want to learn, you can try."

Song Nan shook his head amusedly, "I'm already old, what kind of books do I still study?" After that, a self-deprecating expression appeared on his face, "Besides, their night school doesn't teach older 'children' like me. ah."

"You have good qualifications and a strong memory. Even if you start studying now, you can achieve something in time." Feng Yue encouraged.

"What's the fake thing?" Song Nan basically understood the words, but it was the first time he heard the idiom in it, and he was quite shocked, "Who is it?"

After asking, I found it incredible, thinking to myself that Fengyue usually looks serious, how could he speak so obscenely?

Feng Yue had black lines on his face, Rao was very determined, and the expression on his face was also cracked at this time, he twitched the corner of his mouth, "Who knows."

"Then what date did you just say it was a holiday?" Song Nan was full of curiosity, "What do you mean?"

Feng Yue frowned, thinking that although Song Nan had a good learning ability, his comprehension ability was like a mental retardation. Sometimes a question can kill you.

But thinking that most of the reason why he was like this was because of Huang Diwen, the depression in his heart turned into sympathy, and he explained patiently, "It means that although you have no foundation, you are very capable of learning, study hard There will definitely be something in the near future.”

"Forget it." Song Nan waved his hand, and said indifferently, "Why do I want that achievement? If my family can produce a number one scholar, it means that the grave of the old Huang family's ancestors is smoking. Besides, I have time to learn from you recently. Learning, after you finish this project and leave, I have to find other ways to find a more stable job, and I don’t have that international time to study.”

Recently, Song Nan has been learning to read characters from himself. He thought he was a person who was interested in learning and was particularly self-motivated. Unexpectedly, Song Nan rejected his proposal without even thinking about it. Fengyue was very disappointed.

"Is money so important to you?"

Song Nan just finished writing a line of the characters he had just learned, and when he heard the words, he began to write again, and looked at Fengyue helplessly, "For rich people like you, money is naturally not important, but for us." After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and gestured in the room, "For people like us who have to plan carefully before making a decision to buy a table and chair, it is really important."

After Song Nan finished speaking, he remembered that Feng Yue said that he was reluctant to spend money because of Huang Diwen's lost mobile phone. He was a person who loved money like his life. The dictionaries and notebooks on the phone were also put away.

Feng Yue gave him a puzzled look, "You haven't finished writing yet."

Song Nan held the dictionary and notebook in his arms and stood up from the chair, Chong Fengyue smiled slightly, "Let's stop here today, and I won't disturb your rest."

Feng Yue didn't know what happened to Song Nan's sudden behavior. He didn't seem to say anything inappropriate, did he?

Song Nan walked to the door, turned his head suddenly, and said with a smile on his face, "I'm an ordinary person, I love whatever is good. Money is the best thing for me besides my brother. It can make me feel better. My brother and I have food to eat, new clothes to wear, and a comfortable life. My brother will be in high school next year, he will go to college in the future, and he will marry a wife. I need it for everything. I can always be a person I despise the illiterate, but I can't live without money." After that, Song Nan collected his mind and said in a very positive tone, "So, money is really very important to me. I have known that making money is not easy since I was eight years old. , but you are different, you look like you grew up with a gold spoon in your mouth, so you can dismiss money so calmly, we have always been people in two worlds, I can't understand, I don't blame you, but Please don’t always look at others from your own perspective.”

Song Nan said so much in one breath, he didn't notice that he used the two idioms that Fengyue taught him just now in this passage, he just felt angry, he thought Fengyue was different from other rich people, because everyone Because they can see ghosts, they should be friends.

But Song Nan felt that he was thinking too much. In Fengyue's eyes, he would always be the money-loving layman who would ask others for labor fees for any effort, but he himself was a noble person who regarded money as dung.Because of this, Song Nan saw clearly the gap between them. Fengyue is a tenant of his house and also his boss. He receives his salary as a driver, and everything he does seems fair and just. , are actually inferior to him.

Song Nan couldn't help but find it funny. Fortunately, he thought they were already friends before, but he was too naive, not everyone can be friends.

Song Nan said good night politely and distantly, then pushed the door and walked out. He didn't close the door as usual, this time it was very light, so light that he couldn't see it with his own eyes, and he couldn't even hear the door close. Voice.

Song Nan stood behind the door, breathed a sigh of relief, and then entered Huang Diwen's room.

Song Nan opened the door and went in. Huang Diwen was already lying down, leaning his back against the wall and seemed to be fast asleep. Song Nan glanced at the alarm clock on the desk, and it was 09 minutes past the stipulated 30:10.

He put the dictionary back into the cabinet under the desk. He planned to put the book in together, but after thinking about it, he pulled out the chair and sat down.He went to the door and turned off the light in the room, only turned on the small lamp on the desk, opened the book, and wrote many times the few idioms Fengyue taught him tonight.

Every time he copied it, the words he said to Fengyue would be replayed in his ears, like a repeater.

When Feng Yue asked him if he wanted to go to school, he was stunned.

"Thinking" and "doing" are two different things in a sense. Many things can be thought about but not done.

He has thought about this problem since he was very young, but he has been thinking about it for more than ten years, isn't it just thinking about it?

Huang Ding's country was not rich, and even a little poor. While he brought blessings to the Huang family, it was equivalent to adding more mouths to the Huang family. Considering the family background of the Huang family at that time, it was indeed difficult to raise two sons .

Later, Huang Dingguo saw in him a different ability than ordinary people, so he changed his career without saying a word, from a tobacco farmer boasting to a Fengshui master, and started a fortune-telling business.At that time, Song Nan was his pair of yin and yang eyes, and it was because of Song Nan that his "family business" became bigger and bigger, and finally became famous in the whole village and town.

Later, the family environment improved day by day, and Huang Dingguo had no plan to send him to school. He was Huang Dingguo's assistant and had to help the family earn money.For him, Huang Dingguo has the grace of saving his life and nurturing him. Although he is illiterate, he also knows the meaning of these words, which cannot be repaid for the grace of nurturing, so he has no complaints for so many years. For a fool who can't learn well, he is willing to earn money to send him to the best school, even if all the hard money may end up in vain.

But this does not mean that he is a person who does not seek to make progress and does not think about his future. He has also thought that if he transfers with Huang Diwen, he can easily get into a good university with his clever little mind. The Huang family wins glory, but his surname is never Huang, and there is no Huang family blood in his body, so Huang Dingguo didn't intend to let him fight for the glory for the Huang family from the beginning.

Besides, with his current situation, there is no possibility of any future.With the weak light, Huang Diwen's sleeping face was covered with oil. Song Nan raised his face and exhaled to the dim ceiling. He promised Huang Dingguo that he would let Huang Diwen go to university no matter what, even if he was 30 years old. At the age of 50, his future is tied up with him, and his own thoughts are not important at all.

[The author has something to say]: This chapter is a bit fat~