My Death God Roommate

On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Murong's paper-making shop opened in the new year.

According to the custom in the north, in addition to the New Year sacrifices, some qualified families will go to worship their ancestors after visiting their relatives.

The four of them don't have any relatives to visit, and most of the shops are closed during the Chinese New Year. People who are used to being busy will feel very uncomfortable when they are suddenly idle.

Sang Yu sat on the sofa and played with her mobile phone after sending off a few waves of guests. The volume of the mobile phone was turned on, and beautiful background music came out.

Bao Xiaoxuan called Sang Tong, and when she heard that they had opened, she clamored to come and visit.

Kindness is hard to turn down, Sang Tong can only agree.

Three or ten minutes later, Bao Xiaoxuan came, with a joyful expression on her face carrying gifts in large and small packages.

"Master Mu, Master Sang, Xiaoyu, and Master Xiaofang, Happy Chinese New Year."

"Happy New Year, Ms. Bao, and Happy New Year, Sister Xiaoxuan."

"Xiaoxuan, come and sit down."

Bao Xiaoxuan sat on the sofa and complained: "After getting married, relatives on both sides have to leave, and there are especially many relatives on Jiaming's side, seven aunts and eight aunts, my face froze when I promised."

Bao Xiaoxuan took off her down jacket, and everyone saw her slightly swollen belly.

Sang Tong scolded: "You are really good, this place is so close to the funeral center, you dare to come here while pregnant?"

Bao Xiaoxuan smiled and said, "I'm still afraid of what those things are doing when I'm with you guys?"

Several people laughed it off, and Sang Tong asked again: "How many months?"

"Almost five months, she's a daughter." Bao Xiaoxuan caressed her lower abdomen, showing the brilliance of motherhood.

"Girl, your husband has no idea?"

"We all like our daughters. My daughter is such a considerate little padded jacket. It's just that my mother-in-law doesn't seem to be very happy, and her relatives are all around asking when they will have a second child."

Sang Tong comforted: "People of the older generation will have this idea more or less, the most important thing is your husband's attitude, and it's not bad to have two children. The only child of our generation who is unprecedented and future is more or less lonely. Think about it, decades later, a couple will have to take care of two elderly couples, without even a helper."

Bao Xiaoxuan rubbed her stomach and nodded in agreement: "That's right, when I was a child, I always looked forward to having a brother or sister to play with me. I plan to implement the second child plan in two or three years. It doesn't matter if I have children. A companion as the child grows up."

Bao Xiaoxuan heard the familiar music and glanced at the screen of Sangyu's phone, and said happily, "You play this game too?!"

Sang Yu took his eyes away from the screen for a second and then stared at the screen: "Well, the advertisement that popped up a few days ago, I downloaded it unintentionally. I started playing the day before yesterday and it feels good. Sister Xiaoxuan also plays?"

Bao Xiaoxuan took out her mobile phone: "This game is very fun, with a good plot! I heard that there will be different endings depending on the options. In the past few days, I browsed the forum and someone registered dozens of accounts and played more than 100 routes."

The two girls opened up the conversation box, discussing this new "national mobile game" with each other.

The other three people were confused, but it was not easy to interrupt seeing them so engaged.

Bao Xiaoxuan actually played games with Sang Yu in their shop all afternoon, she hung up on several calls from Li Jiaming, and finally Sang Tong persuaded her to say goodbye to Sang Yu reluctantly.

That night, after washing, Sang Yu and Murong lay on the bed.

Mu Rong said apologetically, "I'm going to work today."

Sang Yu unplugged the charger of the mobile phone: "Go, pay attention to safety."

Mu Rong's soul body came out of his body, stood at the window and looked back, seeing that Sang Yu had already started playing the game, he floated out.

A few days later, Qu Tingting brought an old man to the paper-making shop.

As soon as she entered the shop, she looked around, but she couldn't tell the loss when she didn't see a familiar figure.

"Hello, Miss Qu."

"Is Mu Rong there?"

Murong was making paper at the back when he heard the sound and came out.

Qu Tingting's eyes lit up, and she quickly walked up to her, "Murong~!" Her voice was full of joy.

"Hi Miss Qu, what can I do for you?"

"Oh, this is Aunt Liu, my mother's poker friend. Something happened to her family recently, so I brought her here."

"Please come and talk."

"Okay~" Qu Tingting followed behind Mu Rong step by step, so close.

Sang Tong frowned: "Yuwaer?"

"Huh?" Sang Yu held the phone in both hands without raising her head.

"A guest is here, pour a cup of tea."

"Okay, got it."

Aunt Liu had a sad face: "Don't bother."

Sang Yu sat back after hearing this.

Sang Tong glared at Sang Yu, and went to pour two cups of tea by himself. One was placed in front of Aunt Liu, and the other was deliberately placed between Mu Rong and Qu Tingting: "Miss Qu drinks tea."

Qu Tingting looked embarrassed, Sang Tong was about to stick to her body, so she had no choice but to take two steps back to take the tea: "Thank you."

Mu Rong's ruthlessness does not mean that Sang Tong is lacking. This Miss Qu has never left Mu Rong's eyes since she entered the door. She will never allow this kind of thing to happen, and will kill any signs of threatening her sister's happiness in the cradle. .

Sang Tong simply moved a stool and sat next to Murong: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Aunt Liu sighed heavily: "Our old man passed away a few years ago. He may have some unfulfilled wish and has been reluctant to reincarnate. He often haunts the house to torture the child."

"How did you know?"

"I married him at the age of 17 and have lived together through thick and thin for 50 years. I can feel it as soon as he comes back."

"Auntie, do you miss uncle too much? I feel that sometimes it's not allowed."

"I'm getting old too. I'm a person who stepped into the coffin. Sometimes I can see something vaguely. I was ill a few days ago. When I got up to drink water in the middle of the night, I saw the shadow of my old man. He I kicked and beat the child in my son's room. I persuaded him a few times before he left. The child fell in the afternoon, his body was black and blue, and he was almost hit by a car. After the old man passed away, everything went wrong at home, and the health and work of the son and daughter were not very good. Master, please help, Tingting said that you have real skills, help me to ask my old man what is the wish, tell us and we will help him Do it, let's go."

Sang Tong and Mu Rong looked at each other, saw Murong nodded, and said, "Auntie, do you remember the year of your uncle's birth and death? Tell me about your birthday too."

Aunt Liu mentioned a few dates, and Sang Tong counted her fingers, and looked at the old man in front of her again.

The old man in front of him was full of sadness, his face was yellow and his eyes were dull, and the clothes on his body were half old and not new. It was obviously old clothes before the first lunar month.

Sang Tong calculated the horoscopes of the two of them. This couple is poor and humble, middle-aged and prosperous, and they both live a long life, at least they will both live to be 80 years old.

But her husband died before he was 70 years old, and the word "Xiaoyao" was not seen from this Aunt Liu.

For the elderly, being filial to their grandchildren around their knees, being healthy and not worrying about food and clothing is the greatest happiness. Aunt Liu did not even wear new clothes, which is in serious conflict with numerology.

"We took over this matter, did Miss Qu tell you about it?"

"Say it. Girl, Auntie doesn't have much money on hand. I can only take out [-] yuan, is it enough?"

Qu Tingting glanced at Aunt Liu in surprise: According to her mother, Uncle Liu has left six or seven properties, and there is still a considerable savings enough for Aunt Liu to spend her old age comfortably.

Aunt Liu felt Qu Tingting's eyes and smiled sadly, but said nothing.

"Since this is the case, I will give you a discount, and I will only charge you four thousand. If the matter is not very difficult, I will not increase the price. Of course, if it is not possible, I will not charge you a penny."

Overjoyed, Aunt Liu took out a stack of pink notes from her bag, counted forty and handed them to Sang Tong on the spot.

Sang Tong casually opened Murong's drawer, put the money in, and snapped his fingers: "Work."

In the elevator, Aunt Liu explained: "I used to live with my wife, and my son and daughter shared an apartment. After the old man passed away, he moved in with his son. He might not be awake yet. Please be gentle."

Sang Tong looked at the time, it was almost a little bit sooner, and this young man was able to sleep quite well.

Aunt Liu's son lives in a nice apartment with two bedrooms and one living room of over a hundred square meters. Judging from the decoration, the family is not short of money.

From the moment she entered the door, Auntie Liu was very careful and moved lightly. She even squatted down on the ground to gently put down the slippers for Sang Tong and the others.

Murong frowned, and asked softly, "Auntie, does your son usually work the night shift?"

Aunt Liu shook her head, and everyone became more and more puzzled.

Sang Tong walked around the living room and found nothing wrong: "Auntie, can I see your son's room?"

Just then, the door of the room opened.

A shirtless young man came out with his messy hair squinting his eyes. The bruises on his body hadn't healed. It could be seen that the fall was indeed serious.

"Mom, what to eat?"

"Mom just went out on business, and there are some dumplings left in the refrigerator, should I steam them for you or fry them in oil?"

The man snorted and complained: "Dumpling dumplings, eat dumplings every day, every day, you have nothing to do all day, so can't you do something else?"

"Shouldn't you just eat dumplings during the Chinese New Year? Then what do you want to eat, and mom will make it for you?"

Aunt Liu's son's eyes lit up, and he saw four beautiful women sitting in the room, and immediately became energetic: "Then let's fry the dumplings, who are these, Mom?"

"Sir, could I trouble you to put on your clothes first?"

"Oh, sorry." Aunt Liu's son turned back into the room.