After adopting paranoid gods

Ji Tang chatted with the old man for a long time.He did not forget to ask the old man for his contact number and the million-word manuscript.

The old man is very happy that someone is willing to read the book he wrote, so he gave the manuscript to Ji Tang without saying a word.

Ji Tang borrowed the old man's manuscript, not simply to read what the other party wrote.

He wants to really help the elderly.

Like the old man, he wants people in this era to know more about the past, so that more people can become the light of this era and lead everyone forward.

Ji Tang took the manuscript and carefully hid it in the backpack she carried with her.He looked at the old man and asked, "Grandpa, I can help you publish this manuscript. But there may be some places that need to be revised and added. I hope you don't mind."

Of course the old man had no objection. He nodded and said with a smile, "It's all right. I'm really touched that someone is willing to help me..."

Ji Tang nodded her head: "Thank you, Grandpa."

Old man: "It's all right."

Ji Tang took the manuscript and went out to the activity center for the elderly.

Pei Baizhou was still quietly waiting for Ji Tang outside. When he saw Ji Tang's arrival, he raised his eyes and glanced lightly.

Ji Tang really spends only a few minutes with Pei Baizhou.In addition...he now has something to ask the other party for help.He clenched the corner of his clothes, shrunk his neck, and called the other party softly: "Mr. Pei."

"Ok?"

Pei Baizhou raised his eyebrows.

He suddenly noticed the thing Ji Tang was holding in his hand. "Is this manuscript the old man's?"

When he went to chat with the old man before.The old man had shown him this manuscript, but he didn't know much about it, and he didn't know that this manuscript was about the May Fourth era.

Ji Tang nodded her head: "Yes."

He raised his head, held a thick stack of manuscripts in his palm, and showed it to the young man.The corners of his lips were raised, and there was a gentle smile in his voice: "This million-word manuscript is about the story of your era."

There are many others who can remember them.

Pei Baizhou was slightly stunned.

He also didn't expect that this dilapidated manuscript would actually be a story of that era.

He thought that no one would remember, let alone spend so much time writing a book.

While glancing at Pei Baizhou's expression, Ji Tang carefully expressed his thoughts.

"...I want to make this manuscript better and more accurate, so that it can be appreciated by the publisher. Can you provide some of what you saw and heard in that era? I want to record it in this manuscript."

Pei Baizhou was truly from that era, and he was one of the heroes who led that era.

He has a deeper understanding of the May Fourth era than most scholars.

Pei Baizhou took the manuscript from Ji Tang's hand.

The handwritten manuscripts are very thick and old, and it would be uncomfortable for modern people to read them as e-books, but the manuscripts of his era were exactly this kind of handwritten manuscripts.He glanced over and could accurately capture the information in his eyes.

The old man wrote very carefully, and the cases outlined are all marked with reference notes.But even so, due to the constraints of the conditions, Pei Baizhou can still see many small problems.

The young man gently put down the manuscript, raised his head, and looked at Ji Tang.

"I can directly help him revise. I was a writer at that time, and I helped people revise many articles. I heard that many articles in the textbooks are revised or written by me."

The corners of his lips were raised lightly, and there was a bookish air in his demeanor.

"..."

Ji Tang was stunned, with a slightly astonished expression.But he quickly reacted, and he hesitated: "Really? Wouldn't it bother you a little?"

He originally wanted to let Mr. Pei dictate, and he would record and revise.Unexpectedly, Mr. Pei proposed a full package.

Mr. Pei was a great writer of that era.If the article is passed by him, it will definitely be excellent.

Pei Baizhou was amused by Ji Tang: "Of course not. I'm glad that some people can still love that era, and I would like to let more people pay attention to the people of that era."

Since then, if there is no torch, they are the only light.

Ji Tang was a little embarrassed, he scratched his head, and said softly: "Thank you, Mr. Pei, if you need help... you can also ask."

It suddenly occurred to him that Pei Baizhou was beheaded because of his writing criticizing the government, so he said straightly: "By the way, Mr. Pei, you don't have to be restrained when you write now. You can write whatever you want."

Write whatever you want, and do whatever you want.There will be no more cannibalistic societies.

There was an imperceptible smile on the corner of Pei Baizhou's lips: "Yeah."

Ji Tang looked up and looked at the young man.

He suddenly noticed that the roots of the young man's ears... were a little red.Like shy.

Ji Tang: "..."

It turns out that this ghost is shy.

Ji Tang took the manuscript and greeted Pei Baizhou: "Mr. Pei, you are home."

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As soon as Ji Tang came home, he suddenly found that all the small objects hidden in the attic had come running down, crowding at the door and waiting for Ji Tang.

As soon as they saw the young man behind Ji Tang, they exploded the pot one after another, and countless black air filled the air, as if they wanted to turn into a human form to find the young man's theory.

Ji Tang: "...?"

He reacted quickly, put all the small objects in his arms, and then quickly locked them into the attic.

Standing in the living room, Pei Baizhou watched Ji Tang's series of actions.

He suddenly remembered a few days ago, when he was still sleeping, and then a bunch of little things ran up to his chest to make trouble.

And he saw a rabbit jiojio protruding from Ji Tang's arms, the texture looked very familiar.Probably the guy who stuffed the furry jio in his mouth.

It turned out to be a useless puppet.

After Ji Tang dealt with the other ghosts, he suddenly found that the timer rice cooker in the kitchen was boiling.

Before going to bed last night, he cooked regular millet porridge in the small rice cooker.

He hurried over to fill out the millet porridge.He habitually cooked the porridge for two people, but it suddenly occurred to him that Mr. Pei didn't like to eat, so he could only put the porridge for two people into a bowl for himself to eat.

It would be nice if Mr. Pei likes to eat.

He can cook delicious food for Mr. Pei every day.

Ji Tang couldn't help thinking.

He took out the small bowl, but suddenly saw Pei Baizhou at the door of the kitchen.

Pei Baizhou stared at the porridge in his hand.

Ji Tang: "..."

He did try to feed porridge to the sleeping Pei Baizhou before.

Even tried to pry each other's mouth.

Ji Tang was a little embarrassed, and apologized: "Mr. Pei, when you were sleeping... I tried to feed you something, but I'm sorry if I offended you."

Pei Baizhou: "..."

In his mind——

The boy would indeed come to him with the porridge in his hand.

But none of them touched his chin with their fingers, and then put the porridge in front of his nose.

Give him a sniff.

Then take it away.

Even if he shook his eyelids and fingers very vigorously to signal, the boy ignored him.

Ji Tang seemed to see the strange expression on Pei Baizhou's expression.

He continued to explain: "I didn't want to bully you by prying your chin. You fell asleep at that time and couldn't eat, so I had to feed you manually. But I didn't succeed in the end..."

"Manual feeding?"

Ji Tang blushed: "Just put your finger into the mouth, press against the lower teeth to prevent the mouth from closing, and then feed the porridge in."

This action is so intimate.

Even if he was wearing gloves, he would be embarrassed.

Pei Baizhou suddenly realized.

He finally understood why Ji Tang didn't feed him.

It turned out that it was because of... shyness.

Pei Baizhou glanced at the porridge in Ji Tang's hand, and smiled maliciously: "Why don't you try it now? After all, when I was sleeping, you only gave me the smell of porridge to whet my appetite. Make up for it."

Ji Tang: "..."

"..." Ji Tang held the bowl of millet porridge in his hands.Obviously the porridge was already very cold, but he still felt like he was holding a hot potato.

He thought for a moment, then said slowly, "Just once."

Just treat it as feeding a Porcelain kitten.

Pei Baizhou smiled.

He sat on a chair by the dining table, obediently waiting for Ji Tang to be fed.

Ji Tang wanted to sit on another chair to feed the young man, but before he could sit down, his body was suddenly grabbed and forced to sit on the young man's lap.

Ji Tang: "..."

He subconsciously wanted to stand up, but because the young man was too tall, he might touch his forehead when he stood up.

Ji Tang picked up the bowl, bit the bullet and said, "Just take a bite."

He took a mouthful of millet porridge, then held the young man's chin with the other hand, gently pressed his index finger against the other's cold lips, and then poked it in.

Before Pei Baizhou could fully open his mouth, he squeezed the small spoon into the opponent's mouth, and pulled out the spoon as soon as the porridge was poured.

Season sugar is indeed fed.

But Pei Baizhou was unsuccessful.A lot of sticky porridge dripped from his mouth, wet the clean blue shirt.

Pei Baizhou: "..."

Ji Tang quickly took out the tissue and wiped it clean for the other party.

His hands were very hot, and his fingertips left the touch of the other's lips.It was obviously cold, but it made his fingers burn.

He raised one eye and looked at the young man.

Pei Baizhou was not as cold as Fu Linshan, who could smile and bend his eyebrows, but these expressions always gave people a sense of alienation and politeness.

Ji Tang sighed lightly.

But suddenly, he seemed to see other emotions in Pei Baizhou's cold expression.

He saw again... Mr. Pei's ears were slightly blush, spreading to his cheeks.

Ji Tang couldn't help it, and asked, "Mr. Pei, why is your face so red?"

Pei Baizhou: "..."

The young man was stunned for half a second, but he quickly realized that his voice did not hide anything.

"A mosquito bites my face."

Ji Tang: "..."

Mosquitoes don't bite a ghost in the face.They can't even see ghosts.

He wanted to pretend that he didn't hear Mr. Pei's explanation, but what happened next really made him unable to bear it.

——A lot of gas came out from behind Pei Baizhou.

This gas was supposed to be the black color of Li Gui, but it turned pink at this moment.

They floated out, condensed into small pink bubbles, and surrounded the young man snorting.

Ji Tang could barely figure out why there were balls of pink air coming out.

The black air is related to the emotions of the ghosts, the more the ghosts are angry, the more black air they have.Conversely, the more shy or excited the ghost is, the less black it is, and it even turns into another beautiful color.

Shy stone hammered.

Now the little pink air balls are whirling around the young man's head, but there are not many of them to attract attention, and the young man didn't notice it either.

in case……

Ji Tang said a few more words, will there be more bubbles?

Ji Tang raised the corners of her lips irresistibly.This is the first time he's being playful.

He thought carefully for a moment, and finally thought of something that could make Pei Baizhou shy.

He held back his smile, pretending not to see the pink air, and said solemnly: "Mr. Pei, it's agreed, I should prepare a wedding for you. Have you thought about your marriage partner?"

Pei Baizhou had many fans in that era, and there must have been many girls who liked him.