haunted pillow

The two of them brought home a black cat they found by accident. On the way back, Cen Yu asked, "Do you really want to raise it?"

Lan Yu: "Otherwise, what should I do, it came here by itself - of course, you have half of the house, if you don't want to, then forget it."

He held the cat in his arms as he spoke, and pinched its front paws to make it look like a lucky cat: "Cen Yu? You don't mind, you see, it has nowhere to go, and it's pretty pitiful, isn't it?"

"..." Cen Yu waved his hand: "It's up to you."

Lan Yu immediately patted him on the shoulder vigorously: "I knew you would not object! Good brother!"

A mouthful of old blood choked Cen Yu's throat, and he almost choked to death: Little bastard, who do you think is a good brother?Who the hell wants to be your brother! !

But later, Lan Yu told Cen Yu in private that he always felt that this is not an ordinary cat. Generally speaking, a black cat is also a black cat. It is said that it has the power to ward off evil spirits. I haven't seen it before, so it's better to keep it by my side, so as to save it from causing trouble outside.

As he spoke, he followed Cen Yu's instructions and poured the pork and leeks that had been chopped for a long time into the basin, then poured onion, ginger, and soy sauce, and mixed them well with chopsticks.

Speaking of which, it turned out that Cen Yu was not only a good cook, but also made dumplings by himself. They specially bought leeks without pesticides, and made them by themselves when they came back. Cen Yu started from raising the dough to rolling out the dough. Long strips, cut into small square pieces with a kitchen knife, rolled out dumpling skins one by one, and the movements of his hands were smooth and smooth, which made Gan Lanyu dumbfounded.

"I'll go, you are amazing." He said dumbfounded, "With this skill, you can open a restaurant."

Cen Yu laughed: "It's not difficult, just watch me do it for a while and you'll learn it."

Lan Yu thought for a while, deeply felt that men in the new era are not defeated by others, so she nodded and sat down, and made dumplings with him clumsily.

He doesn't know how to cook at all. The most common noodles can be pasted in a pot. He tried it once when he wanted to eat dumplings. The result was that the noodles were so hard that he could smash a bag on someone's head. That kind, I couldn’t roll the skin at all, so I basically gave up after that one time.

Compared to Cen Yu, in just such a short time, he had already made half a plate of dumplings, and with a twist and a pinch of his hands, each of the dumplings that were made had white bellies bulging out, small and exquisite, very beautiful, and wrapped like Lan Yu. It is in stark contrast to the one that is swaying here and there, and it is poured on the table.

Even the black cat seemed to be laughing at him, pacing up and down on the dining chair, with a half-smile expression on his face, which made Gan Lanyu angry from embarrassment.

"When I was a child, I often went digging wild vegetables with my grandmother. When the shepherd's purse came out in spring, we would go digging the shepherd's purse together and come back with dumplings. I really like it—now you can buy fresh shepherd's purse in supermarkets, and there are also quick-frozen shepherd's purse dumplings. , but no matter how you eat it, it doesn’t have the same taste as before.” He also imitated Cen Yu to pinch the dumplings with two thumbs, trying to squeeze out a belly, but the result was still limp and unable to stand up, and ended in failure, “Hey , it's really difficult."

"Thinking about it now, only the older generation has such skills. Wen Wen doesn't know how to make dumplings. During Chinese New Year, I went to the old restaurant with him to have New Year's Eve dinner together. There are parents, and there is a bowl of dumplings for their brothers to try during the Chinese New Year, but they lost their two sons, and the two old people are alone at home on the night of the New Year’s Eve, looking pitiful, so we can’t enjoy eating.”

As he spoke, he didn't stop making dumplings in his hands, and as he wrapped them, his voice lowered: "As a result, some people have blessings that we don't have, but they just don't cherish them."

He is actually not very good at expressing the emotions in his heart, so Cen Yu has always been able to read his true emotions from his tone. Cen Yu put a wrapped dumpling aside and asked: "So, you Or do you want him to die?"

What he meant was to ask Lanyu if he wanted Wang Erzhe to pay for his mother's death.

"...Killing for life."

Gan Lanyu was silent for a very short time, almost speaking after a few seconds.

This surprised Cen Yu a little bit, because Lan Yu often gave him the feeling that he was very soft-hearted, very talkative, and said that money is the first thing in his mouth, but Cen Yu has known him for so long, and has never seen him. Really go to ask the client for some money, You Wei did it that time, and the old lady did the same this time.

So it was quite beyond his expectation that words like killing people came out of his mouth.

"However, I can't do anything about it." Lan Yu said again, "Although exorcising demons and ghosts is common in this business, the celestial master can't get blood on his hands, let alone I can't touch him, in fact, even if there are witnesses that day Or if it was captured by surveillance, depending on his Yue family... the death penalty was changed to a suspended death sentence, and the suspended death sentence was changed to a fixed term... There is no absolute fairness in this world."

This time, Cen Yu couldn't feel his real emotion from his tone.

This time, the dumplings were made well, and Lan Yu enjoyed admiring them for a while, when the black cat yelled at the right time, and he immediately stood up and put down the dumplings in his hands: "Why?"

It seemed to be grateful that it interrupted the conversation.

Cen Yu glanced at the black cat: "What happened to it?"

"Did you just come to a new place, afraid of strangers, or hungry?" Lan Yu walked over, looked at the small saucer of milk that was poured for it, and said helplessly, "Just make do with it, ancestor, it's my first time too. I have no experience in raising cats, the cat food I ordered online for you just now is expedited, and it should arrive tonight, why don't you drink some milk first?"

At that time, Cen Yu complained about what to eat, and bought cat food for it?

But this time he could see that Gan Lanyu was clearly shaken in his heart, but with his identity and position, it was impossible for him to say such a thing in person.

"Then there's no need to worry, anyway, there's something to drink, so just wait a little longer."

"Yeah." Lan Yu said, "I don't know what it likes to eat, so I went to the cat bloggers to see the brands they recommend, and I don't know if it can eat it."

He sometimes felt that Cen Yu was not affectionate towards the cat, but when he thought about it, Cen Yu had such a cold temper, it would be unrealistic for him to be enthusiastic, so he was relieved after thinking about it.

As a result, the canned food came at night, and Cen Yu happened to be cooking dumplings in the kitchen. Lan Yu opened the box and opened a can of food to feed it. The black cat didn't seem very interested.

"Hello." Lan Yu was puzzled, "What's the matter, you don't like this?"

The black cat nodded in reply.

"...No, brother, this can is very expensive!"

Lanyu pointed to the trademark and showed it: "I read the cat food recommendation on the Internet. Take a look at this. This is a New Zealand brand. It costs more than 30 yuan a can, which is more expensive than what I eat."

The black cat didn't buy it, and turned its head away, very arrogant.

Lan Yu: "What about this? This is canned chicken, and this, can this beef be eaten?"

Black Cat: "..."

Lanyu tried every can, but they just ignored him. In the end, he had no choice but to give up, and reluctantly took the opened can of cats back, staring at the column of product introduction on it.

Cen Yu next to him looked more and more wrong, and couldn't help asking: "Don't tell me, you plan to eat it yourself?"

"...Is this canned person not edible?" Lan Yu was stung in his mind, and muttered unwillingly, "It is said that more than 95% of it is meat, what a pity to throw it away."

Cen Yu: "..."

Black Cat: "..."

Lan Yu suddenly became angry with embarrassment: "Okay, I understand, I'll feed it to the cats in the community!"

There are not many living people in this haunted community in Nanyuanli, but because of the barren environment, there are quite a lot of wild cats.

He found a plate for the opened can and poured it out, and was about to take it downstairs to feed the wild cats, while muttering: "You don't eat this, you don't eat that, so what do you eat?"

The little black cat meowed, jumped into the kitchen, and slapped its black paw on the kitchen counter.

The dumplings cooked in the induction cooker on the table have already been opened, and the round bellies are all swollen. Looking at the delicious smell, Lan Yu was stunned: "You don't mean...you want to eat this?"

Wait, wait, can cats eat dumplings?

He just went online to read the Weibo of a cat blogger, and he said that cats can’t eat things with salt, and he still remembers it very clearly.

Cen Yu: "I don't know if ordinary cats can eat it, but it shouldn't matter."

Lan Yu was still hesitating, he had already picked up a dumpling, put it on a plate, and put it on the ground, Lan Yu hurriedly wanted to stop it: "Wait!"

But the black cat had lowered its head and swallowed half of the dumpling in one gulp, which startled him.

"It's really not an ordinary cat..." He finally said with emotion.

I could only put a few more dumplings into the small plate, and then put the dumpling wrappers one by one, let it cool down and eat slowly.

And that night, the daughter-in-law didn't sleep well.

She had a nightmare almost all night, and she struggled to wake up from the bed with sweat profusely: "The black cat is here... The black cat is looking for our lives!"

The son woke up with a start and shouted impatiently, "What the hell are you screaming at in the middle of the night?"

He tossed and turned on the bed, and finally fell asleep, so when he woke up, of course his face was ugly and impatient.

"Black cat, the black cat has come to our house, and the black cat is looking for my life." The daughter-in-law was sweating profusely, shivering all over under the quilt, and her face was pale.

The son was full of impatience, and shouted: "Crazy! It's been so old that I still believe this."

"No!" The daughter-in-law turned pale, "Do you know that it's a black cat, and a black cat attracts evil! I'm afraid!!"

"There is such a ridiculous thing, you must have remembered it wrong, don't talk nonsense in the middle of the night." The son was furious, said, turned over and fell asleep again.