Mr. Qin who can hide

Then, their family, including Su Li, saw an unforgettable scene.

The wig was pulled up to the eyebrows by Mr. Qin, and the hairline was so low that it made people have nightmares.

Underneath are sunglasses and a mask, and the sideburns cover the entire ear, including the neck is full of hair.

The rambunctious boy burst into tears. His father immediately hugged the child and apologized before getting out of the elevator. His mother also looked at Mr. Qin with the eyes of a ghost, and ran out with her waist bowed.

The people outside who were about to come in looked at Mr. Qin's appearance, and then retreated with their outstretched feet.

Qin Xiu remained motionless until the elevator door slowly closed.

Su Li was also stunned. He had never seen the process of Mr. Qin dressing up, so he naturally didn't know that Mr. Qin had covered his ears with a wig. His terrorist outfit is already preconceived, and then most people will be frightened by his appearance, and then think that he probably dressed like that to block that horrible hairline.

Su Li put down the shopping bag and milk tea cup in her hand, then walked over to pick up Qin Xiu's hat, and put it on his head on tiptoe.

He could feel the eyes behind Mr. Qin's sunglasses looking at him. After putting Qin Xiu on the hat, he withdrew his hand and backed away.

Qin Xiu was a little nervous and curious: "Are you afraid?"

"Not afraid." Su Li smiled and said, "I just think it's funny."

He thought of the child who was scared to cry, and laughed himself first.

The appearance of Mr. Qin in the elevator was quickly spread throughout the community. Many people said that Mr. Qin, who lived in No. 1002 on the tenth floor, dressed up like that all day long because he had a monkey face, not because of his skin at all. Sickness, this news has become a topic of discussion among everyone. Only a very small number of people who have seen Mr. Qin's real appearance said that the rumors are not credible.

And soon, there was another public opinion. Everyone believed that besides himself and the college student who rented the house, there was actually another "Mr. Qin" in Mr. Qin's house.

Su Li laughed out loud.

Qin Xiu was a little helpless.

In a pleasant atmosphere, the two of them finally ushered in the New Year's Eve. Early in the morning, Su Li got up immediately, wearing a red coat and a red scarf that Mr. Qin accompanied him to buy, and she was very happy. It's like getting married.

Qin Xiu came out of the room, slightly stunned by the beaming children.

The kid bumped into him with an ouch, and slapped him in dissatisfaction: "Why, you don't even wear home clothes at home."

Mr. Qin honestly went to change into his home clothes, and soon the walking clothes came out, Su Li said: "Let's post Spring Festival couplets."

Qin Xiu hesitated for a moment, and Su Li said again: "I'll go and post the one outside the door first."

Qin Xiu checked the exchange point, and then walked out with him.

Su Li was stunned when she saw the person who appeared, and said, "Mr. Qin, why do I feel that you can appear anytime and anywhere?"

"Ah."

As long as there is an exchange point, he can do it anytime, anywhere, but Qin Xiu wants to save it for emergencies, because it is not safe for a person like him to walk in the world.

The child stepped on the chair and held a banner at the door. Qin Xiu supported the chair and reminded: "A bit to the left, right, yes, just right."

The kid was in a very happy mood. After pasting it, he jumped down and thought for a while, then ran back to the house with the chair in his arms, and started pasting the word "福" on the door of the room.

Qin Xiu followed behind his buttocks, watching him busy, but the other party refused to let him help. After posting it happily, he held up his finger that was dyed red by the red paper of the Spring Festival couplets: "Look at my little red hand!"

Qin Xiu laughed: "You will definitely win the lottery today."

Su Li shook her head and said, "According to your good words, I'm going to touch the stealth expert's red envelope!"

He cheerfully ran back to get his mobile phone, so frightened that Mr. Qin immediately stuffed 200 yuan into the red envelope.

A few minutes later, little red hand ran out aggrieved: "Gong Xi Fa Cai, try again, change your posture and look..."

Qin Xiu fell silent.

Su Li's black claws are simply unprecedented.

People can at least touch the God of Wealth card.

I made some food in the morning, and at noon, the two of them started making dumplings. The children had a lot of fun rolling out the dumplings, humming a song and shaking their heads: "New Year's is here, post Spring Festival couplets and steam rice cakes, and New Year's money is indispensable~"

Qin Xiu squeezed the dumplings and glanced at the children's swaying body from time to time, equally cheerful.

On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, someone sent a message to Su Li saying Happy New Year. Mr. Qin also received a lot of New Year's greetings in the text and Weibo. After making the dumplings, the two sat at the table together, each holding a bowl of dumplings. Qin Xiu suddenly took out a red envelope and pushed it in front of the child: "It's for you."

Su Li was puzzled: "Huh?"

"Red envelope." Qin Xiu said, "It's the New Year's money given by my uncle."

In order to make the children happy, Mr. Qin took the disadvantage of being an uncle for a while.

But Su Li was shocked: "You are one year older than me, what kind of uncle and what kind of New Year's money?"

He decided not to.

Qin Xiu was speechless for a moment, and after a while he said, "Actually, I'm already 48."

"..."

"Take it."

"...Are you really 48?"

"..." In fact, it's more than that.

It is also correct to say that he is hundreds of years old.

Qin Xiu didn't speak, the kid took it as acquiescence, he pushed the money back, and then took out a red envelope: "Actually, I even prepared a red envelope for you."

Qin Xiu exchanged the two red envelopes on the table and said, "Take them both."

The child happily opened it, and was immediately shocked.

He seems to have taken advantage of it again...

Mr. Qin is really super embarrassing.

The guilt-ridden children happily ate more than half a bowl of dumplings because they got a big red envelope.

At night, before the Spring Festival Gala, Su Li suddenly exclaimed: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhxesaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...! A lot of Jin Jiang coins, I want to give him thunderbolts!"

Mr. Qin calculated carefully. He sent 500 RMB of Jinjiang currency to the child, and Jinjiang charged a 5.00% handling fee, and then the child gave the 500 RMB to himself, and Jinjiang charged 50.00% of it...

Old Liu is cheap again.

...Mr. Qin's mood is extremely complicated.

Qin Xiu decided to tell Su Li about this matter, but before he could say a word, he heard the other party happily turn to him and say, "I have evolved into a super king!"

……

He really didn't know what Su Li liked in the stories he wrote.

You must know that Qin Xiu would gnash his teeth every time he typed, and he would smoke at least fifty packs of cigarettes after a book to relieve the irritable mood in his heart.

However, looking at the child's cheerful face, he suddenly felt...it was worth it.

He rubbed the other person's head and said, "Don't spend money on unnecessary things."

For Su Li now, rewarding an author he likes is actually a very extravagant thing. Su Li also knows very well that he blushed from being rubbed, silently despised his poor virtue in his heart, and then bored He said dully, "I know."

He doesn't know how to describe this feeling, but he really likes stealth experts.

Every time he reads the story inside, Su Li always feels empathy. In fact, every time he writes an article with the stealth expert, he can't help but hope that the other party will give the villain a good ending. He once mentioned this in the book review. I have been there, but no matter what, the villain is killed by the protagonist every time.

He can feel the sadness of the protagonist, so this is something that he has been unable to figure out, why he still does things that obviously make him unhappy.

And what is the author's purpose in describing it like this?

Many people have the same problem as him.

But stealth experts have never given any explanation.

Su Li was secretly puzzled, and secretly felt sorry for the protagonist——

Inexplicably, although the villain will die every time, he just feels that the protagonist is more distressing.

Su Li couldn't help asking Mr. Qin: "Have you read the books of stealth experts?"

"Very little." Qin Xiu was telling the truth. He never bothered to revise the stories he wrote. Typos were usually handed over to the proofreading team. He even refused to read his own book again.

There is no need to revisit the pain that has been experienced in person.

Su Li tilted her head.

"Actually, I really think you are probably an expert in stealth."

However, the stealth expert seems to have started writing books when he was very young. If Mr. Qin is really 48 years old, it is probably possible, but he is obviously lying to himself-what 40-year-old person would be so young !He believed in what Mr. Qin said that he was one year older than himself.

Qin Xiu didn't know what to say, so he could only stare intently at the TV broadcasting the Spring Festival Gala.

Su Li didn't have to wait for Qin Xiu's answer. In fact, he rarely watched the Spring Festival Gala. The most important thing was that he didn't have anyone who watched the Spring Festival Gala together. Sitting with Mr. Qin at the moment, it was commented as "every year is better than one year." He also watched the program "Bad Years" with great interest.

Unknowingly, the clock gradually reached zero o'clock.

The host of the show shouted the countdown to welcome the new year.

Su Li turned off the lights in the room, then took out the fireworks sticks that had been prepared from the table, lit the lighter, and waited for the last second of the host's countdown.

With a sound of "chi", the firework stick was ignited in the room, crackling and flickering sparks, burning from top to bottom.

"Look!" Su Li laughed, and turned her face to signal Mr. Qin.

The snow-white face is particularly exciting under the reflection of the fireworks.

The pyrotechnic stick less than fifteen centimeters quickly burned downwards.

Qin Xiu suddenly leaned over and pressed his lips against his.

The kid holding the firework stick was stunned with a smile, and his eyes, which always shed tears easily, were full of bewilderment.