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The traffic accident that happened on a rainy day did not take long to make the local news.However, the media in the human world did not seem to be as well-informed as the ghosts, and their reports and comments on the matter were about a few hours late.This kind of incident is commonplace in the human world. Yu Qiuliang took the TV remote control and changed the channel. He thought that many people, like him, just glanced past it.Human beings are sentimental and ruthless creatures. They never feel pain when a knife cannot be pierced into them. The same kind of thing happens to others, and it is different from what happens to themselves.

This is one of the double standards that usually exist in the human world.

There is no class this afternoon, so Yu Qiuliang is happy to be at leisure. As soon as he gets home, he takes off his school uniform and throws them into the washing machine.On a rainy day, I should have stayed at home drinking hot water and reading a book, and what the hell did I learn!Yu Qiuliang unzipped his schoolbag and took out all the books inside and piled them on the table. Fortunately, he held the schoolbag in his arms and his books did not get wet.

Even if it is a textbook, it will be troublesome if it is wet by the rain.Those colored note-taking pens are not waterproof, and once they get wet, they immediately become a blurred mass of color.Yu Qiuliang didn't want his handwriting to be blurred and unreadable, he liked it to be clear.

In such a heavy rain, if you want to order takeaway, the store probably won't deliver it to the guests.Yu Qiuliang gave up the idea of ​​ordering takeaway, and ran to the kitchen to pester Yu Xiasheng for fried chicken.How could Yu Xiasheng conjure fried chicken for him? Yu Xiasheng secretly wiped out all the junk food in the house. Yu Qiuliang wanted to eat fried chicken, so Yu Xiasheng could only make him a chicken with dough.

"Watch your TV." Just like Yu Qiuliang is not used to people staring at him writing and doing quizzes, Yu Xiasheng is also not used to people watching him cooking.Yu Qiuliang watched from behind him, telling him that his back was on fire, and he almost threw all the eggs in his hand into the pot.In order not to cause a catastrophe, Yu Xiasheng had no choice but to drive Yu Qiuliang out of the kitchen, but Yu Qiuliang refused to leave, insisting that the TV programs were not interesting and he wanted to stay in the kitchen and watch Yu Xiasheng scrambled eggs.

Yu Xiasheng made another account for Lu Huaiming in his heart. He will ask Lu Huaiming to settle his salary and bonus in two days.Since he lived in Yu Qiuliang's house, within a few days, Yu Qiuliang left all the household chores to him, which made him feel like Yu Qiuliang's own mother.Thinking that he, Yu Xiasheng, has never been in a relationship for many years, let alone getting married. He doesn't even have a wife yet, so he has to cook and wash other people's children.Where in the world is there such a thing?What is this if it is not exploiting laborers?

"You don't know how to cook, so why are you making trouble here?" Yu Xiasheng angrily put the scrambled eggs on a plate, and asked Yu Qiuliang to take the plate and chopsticks.Yu Qiuliang smelled the aroma, and he was already hungry, so he immediately started running errands happily.Although he doesn't care about cooking, he still knows how to serve food.Yu Xiasheng narrowed his eyes, rubbed his chin, and added another condition to him: "From now on, you will wash the dishes after dinner."

"Hands are cold." Yu Qiuliang protested, "Can't you wash the dishes?"

"Are you using me as a babysitter? It's not enough to cook and wash your clothes, but also to clean the table and dishes for you?" Yu Xiasheng took off his apron, and looked at Yu Qiuliang with some disgust, "It's delicious and lazy, no wonder the stomach The meat is all connected together, round and round without a groove."

These words hit Yu Qiuliang's sore spot, he paused, and then stiffened: "Just brush! Who can't clean dishes!"

"Why don't you wash your clothes by the way?" Yu Xia was aggressive.

This time, Yu Qiuliang ignored him.

If a person has been outside for a long time and touches the cold water in the kitchen when he returns home, he may still feel that the water is warm.Now Yu Qiuliang's ability to perceive the outside temperature has weakened, but he can also feel that the water temperature is higher than the outside temperature, and he doesn't know when the heating will start. In northern cities, the period of time without heating is the most difficult.

Yu Xiasheng, an old ghost, is not afraid of the cold, and even boiled water, intending to take a bath.

Hearing Yu Xiasheng's urging, Yu Qiuliang became a little impatient.He rinsed the dishes one last time and put them back on the rack, then poked his head out of the kitchen and said to Yu Xiasheng in a vicious voice, "It's done, go take a shower."

"I told you to wash the dishes, and you have such a temper." Yu Xiasheng got up from the sofa, changed into a pair of slippers and walked into the bathroom.Yu Qiuliang went in after him, trying to wash off the smell of oily smoke from his hands.Yu Xiasheng glanced at him, took off his shirt on his own, Yu Qiuliang secretly observed Yu Xiasheng's abdominal muscles in the mirror, and finally couldn't help but turn around and ask, "What did you do before?"

"A babysitter for children." Yu Xiasheng's answer was extremely perfunctory.Yu Qiuliang never believed that he had been a nanny before. If he had been a nanny before, he would not have complained so much these days.Moreover, Yu Qiuliang didn't think that anyone's nanny would have eight-pack abs, and the bodyguards would be about the same.

"Forget it." Yu Qiuliang rolled his eyes and rubbed the soap on his hands again.Yu Xiasheng watched him wash his hands several times, and couldn't help but wonder if the smell of oily smoke in the kitchen was really so strong and unbearable.However, Yu Xiasheng soon realized that Yu Qiuliang was waiting for him to answer the question properly.The reason why the kid washes his hands over and over again is because it's too awkward to stand here and wait, and he has to find something to do and pretend.

Yu Xiasheng didn't have the habit of being stared at by children taking a bath, he put his hands on the waistband of his trousers, he didn't understand it, nor did he understand it.His and Yu Qiuliang's gazes met in the mirror, and after a silent tug-of-war, Yu Xiasheng raised his hand and surrendered.

"I used to be a soldier—are you satisfied? Can I go out? Little ancestor, please let me take a shower. I have been busy outside for a few days." Yu Xiasheng came over, opened the door of the bathroom, Involuntarily "invited" Yu Qiuliang out.Yu Qiuliang still had soap scum in his hands that he hadn't rinsed off, and suddenly became angry: "I didn't make you busy! Can't I just wash off the scum before leaving!"

"There's water in the kitchen too, be good, go to the kitchen and rush." ​​Yu Xiasheng clicked and locked the door from the inside.

If Yu Qiuliang washed his hands in the kitchen, then Yu Xiasheng's bath water would become cold. Yu Xiasheng delayed taking a bath for a long time, precisely because Yu Qiuliang was washing the dishes at that time and took up the hot water.Now that he drove Yu Qiuliang out, a thought suddenly came to Yu Qiuliang's mind: he would go to the kitchen to drain the hot water and let the old ghost wash his hair with cold water.Although ghosts are not afraid of the cold, bathing in cold water is definitely not pleasant. Thinking of this, Yu Qiuliang immediately giggled.But as soon as he walked into the kitchen, he suddenly remembered that this was his home. Yu Xiasheng used his home's water for bathing, and the water he put in the kitchen also cost his own home.Thinking of the fixed monthly living expenses, Yu Qiuliang felt a stomach ache.This time he let Yu Xiasheng go, and next time he must teach him a lesson.

Yu Qiuliang opened the textbook and thought there was nothing interesting, so he closed the book again and piled it aside.A boring thing like a textbook is simply killing people's imagination, no matter how rich the imagination is, it will shatter violently when it hits the textbook.Yu Qiuliang thought about it, and decided to get up and throw away all the high school math textbooks first, and put them into the recycling bin as waste paper, which is their last value.

He deliberately ignored the reality that the review period was not yet over. If others knew that he had thrown away his math textbooks before graduation, they would probably be dumbfounded and think him unreasonable.But in fact, Yu Qiuliang's grades will not improve much no matter whether he studies mathematics or not.He hates mathematics to the core. If there is mathematics, there will be no mathematics, and if there is him, there will be no mathematics. Throwing away the mathematics books, at least he feels better.

While Yu Xiasheng was taking a bath, he heard the sound of Yu Qiuliang's footsteps from the bedroom to the front door, and then the door seemed to open, and a gust of wind entered the room.Yu Xiasheng frowned, thinking that this kid was going to sneak out to play again, did the rain stop outside?I have to go out as soon as the rain stops, and the children really can't stay idle.

But soon, Yu Qiuliang ran back again, jumping and jumping three times at a time, which made Yu Xiasheng puzzled.Yu Xiasheng unscrewed the shower, hot water poured from the top of his head, and flowed down his wet hair.He whistled comfortably, feeling that the living conditions here are much better than Lu Huaiming's.

Lu Huaiming's residence was not bad in the past, but compared with the new high-rise buildings, the dilapidated residential areas in the past seem to be lagging far behind.Compared with the new building area, Lu Huaiming's house has also become very small and crowded. It can accommodate one person, but if you want to accommodate more than two people, the space is very cramped.

After Lu Huaiming became a ghost, he could come and go freely, and took up very little space resources. It's not impossible for him to come and live with Yu Qiuliang.However, he is busy with work, and he doesn't want to appear in front of Qiuliang often. Yu Qiuliang can't meet him even if he wants to, let alone live together.Yu Xiasheng dried his hair, then unscrewed the door casually, he was wearing his trouser belt, when suddenly a head protruded from the door.

"Done the wash?" Yu Qiuliang poked his head outside the door, looking very bored, and wanted to have some fun with Yu Xiasheng.Yu Xiasheng was apprehensively looked at by him, dressed neatly, looked him up and down, and asked vigilantly, "What are you doing?"

What can Yu Qiuliang do?I just wanted to ask him about something.She didn't continue the story that Gu Jia told last time, as if she had forgotten about it.Regardless of whether she really forgot or pretended to forget, Yu Qiuliang was too embarrassed to ask.He didn't dare to ask Gu Jia, and he was even more embarrassed to ask Lu Huaiming, so he could only follow Yu Xiasheng around.

"Wang Lin, I told you last time, do you remember?" Yu Qiuliang leaned on the door frame, watching Yu Xiasheng blow his hair.The old ghost was born with a good skin, and blowing his hair was so sinister, Yu Qiuliang stretched out his salty pig's hand, and touched Yu Xiasheng's abdomen again.

"If you have something to say, talk about it, touch it here and there all day long, and chat with girls?" Yu Xiasheng stepped aside, and raised the hair dryer to Qiuliang's face.The whistling hot air came out of the hair dryer, Yu Qiuliang yelled "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

If it wasn't him who was wronged, then he could blame Yu Xiasheng, but in fact, he was the one who committed the crime, and Yu Xiasheng was just defending himself.It's okay, I didn't pick up the bag.Yu Qiuliang rubbed the back of his head, thinking as if to comfort himself.

Last time, Yu Qiuliang couldn't hold back his words and told Yu Xiasheng about Wang Lin. He originally thought that Yu Xiasheng would let it go and wouldn't take it to heart, but Yu Xiasheng did remember it, but he kept Forgot to tell Qiu Liang the follow-up.The old ghost stared at the mirror and took care of his hair slowly. Then he organized his words and told Yu Qiuliang what he had been suppressing for a few days: "Wang Lin is her mother."

"What?" Yu Qiuliang turned pale with shock, "Wang Lin is one year younger than me! Does she have a child!"

Yu Xiasheng felt that there was something wrong with this sentence, so he reorganized it for 2 minutes, and then said: "Wang Lin is Gu Jia's mother."

Yu Qiuliang: "..."

This relationship is a little too messy.Gu Jia is his senior sister, but Gu Jia's mother is his senior sister.No wonder atheists don't believe in the theory of reincarnation. This thing is indeed too messy for ordinary people to understand.Yu Qiuliang was silent for a while, and finally gave up sorting out the intricate relationship. Wang Lin is Wang Lin, and Gu Jia is Gu Jia. He doesn't need to care about who is the senior sister and who is the senior sister's mother.

"She wants to find her mother, and it has nothing to do with you. From now on, you don't care about her affairs." Yu Xiasheng didn't want to explain, he stuffed the hair dryer into the cabinet, bypassed Yu Qiuliang who was blocking the door, and planned to go back house to sleep.There are various incidents happening in this city every day, the ordinary ones, the strange and mysterious ones, all need him and Lu Huaiming to deal with.They are usually very busy, but during this time Lu Huaiming's daughter seems to be in love, the father often goes to observe his son-in-law, his job naturally falls on Yu Xiasheng's shoulders, and Yu Xiasheng is overwhelmed out of breath.

Yu Xiasheng has worked in this industry for decades, and every time a colleague leaves, he has to be busy for a long time.It stands to reason that he has long been used to being busy, even if all the tasks belonging to Lu Huaiming are assigned to him, he can handle them with ease. Unfortunately, there is a small change this year, that is Yu Qiuliang's sudden death.Yu Xiasheng was forced to come here to take care of his children. There was no vacation at all. Human office workers still have time to rest, but his rest time was all fragmented and basically couldn't be pieced together.He pressed his temples and felt a little pain in his brain.Yu Qiuliang entangled him like an octopus again, preventing him from going back to the house to rest.

"I'll call you Grandpa, can you let me go to sleep?" Yu Xiasheng dragged Yu Qiuliang to the bedroom step by step.His steps were firm, as if he was about to walk across the grasslands and over the snow-capped mountains for a [-]-mile long march.

From the bathroom to the bedroom, there are only a few short steps, and it is not as difficult as twenty-five thousand miles.Yu Xiasheng climbed onto the bed with difficulty, while Yu Qiuliang was on his back, heavy like a hill.At this moment, Yu Xiasheng felt that he was the foolish old man who moved mountains.

I don't know if Yu Qiuliang is Taihang or Wangwu.

"What bad things did senior sister do before?" Yu Qiuliang asked relentlessly, and he had to hear an answer from Yu Xiasheng, "You didn't ask me to look for her, but I think she's pretty good."

"Well, it's the same thing... She has killed people before." Yu Xiasheng was dizzy.He wanted to push Yu Qiuliang off, but he was afraid that he might not be able to use his strength properly, causing the precious young master to fall to the ground.Now that things have happened, he can only pray in his heart that Yu Qiuliang will find out with his conscience and climb off his back as soon as possible.

Sensing his discomfort, Yu Qiuliang finally rolled off his back.Yu Xiasheng turned over and faced the sky on his back. Before he could catch his breath, Yu Qiuliang suddenly climbed onto his stomach again.A boy who is nearly 1.8 meters tall, no matter how thin he is, his weight cannot be very light. Yu Xiasheng was so crushed that he rolled his eyes and almost died again.He raised his hand tremblingly, pushed Yu Qiuliang down, and gave an ultimatum: "Stay away from me, if you make trouble again, I will beat you."

"You are fucking domestic violence, you are not human." Yu Qiuliang sat up abruptly and punched Yu Xiasheng.Yu Xiasheng was angry and funny, before he could put his words into practice, this kid hit him first instead.The key to dealing with children is patience. If you can't bear it, you have to be stunned by them first.By that time, no matter how many talent training plans are planned, they will be so messed up that they cannot be implemented.

Yu Qiuliang punched Yu Xiasheng, and then urged him to tell him the old news with a shy face.News has its beauty, and old news has its beauty. As long as you don’t know the ending, it’s all interesting.With his head covered, Yu Xiasheng listened to Yu Qiuliang's non-stop nagging—who told him that the kid had a dull personality and didn't like to talk?Is it Lu Huaiming's irresponsible old thief?Apart from being a bit weird and quiet when reading extracurricular books, this brat is simply an annoyance at other times. In his previous life, he was probably a disturbing fly. In this life, if he catches this piece of meat, he will keep buzzing around him. hum.

"Her classmates were jealous of her good grades in the college entrance examination, so they ran to her home and killed her mother. She couldn't bear the blow and committed suicide by jumping off the building in school." Yu Xiasheng was concise and only wanted to explain the story clearly as soon as possible. It was pretended to be an accident, but it was later discovered that it was a homicide. The police were going to arrest her classmate, but when they arrived at her classmate's house, they found her dead."

"Senior sister killed it?" Yu Qiuliang asked.

Yu Xiasheng didn't answer.After finishing the task of telling the story, the old ghost tilted his head and fell asleep.

"Stupid." Yu Qiuliang scolded him in a low voice, "The storytelling is so fucking bad."