He didn't know when he had changed his clothes, and he was wearing the same clothes when we were in this small building. Looking at him like this always reminds me of the time when we still lived here.

Before I could say anything, he picked me up, jumped up, and landed on the roof.

Although the small building is almost half a century old, the roof is still flat. Ren Qiancang also brought all my snacks up, put them in front of me and said, "You bought so much and you didn't have enough to eat at night?"

"Stay a lot here. Anyway, I can keep the ones packaged like this. I'll eat them next time I come back."

No one of us spoke anymore, we just looked at the stars in the sky, twinkling. After a long time, I said: "It would be great if we could live in this small building for the rest of our lives. I won't go back, okay."

"?" In fact, when I said these words, I was just in an ideal state. How could I not go back when the sun comes up?

Ren Qiancang also said: "Okay, I won't go back. I will live like this for the rest of my life."

"Well, you don't even know how painful I was during those days. I thought you really didn't want me anymore."

"Don't think about this. You have to have faith in me."

"When I was in pain, I didn't see you, but Mr. Bao drank with me."

Ren Qiancang laughed when he heard this, and gently rubbed my waist with his hand: "If it weren't for me, do you think Master Bao would ask an aunt like you to go drinking? I would be the one to go with the beer and food.

Bought without conscience!"

I opened my mouth but didn't know how to answer. I was in a bad mood at the time, so I really didn't think about it that deeply. Now that I think about it, it really is like this. With Mr. Bao's character, he would not invite me to drink. Even if I was in a bad mood,

No, he might try to coax you a bit, but it's unlikely that he'll pay for it.

"Then, then you just watch me and him drinking and getting drunk."

"Well, I also heard you say that you would never jump into a well."

"You were the one who carried me back to my room?"

"Nonsense! With Master Bao's body, even if he wants to carry you, he can't walk such a long distance. Give him a soft fifteen-year-old girl and maybe he can break out."

"What did you say to me that night?"

Ren Qiancang laughed, "Not bad, I still know that the man in the bed is me."

"Answer the question! What did you say to me? I seem to have heard you speak for a long time."

Ren Qiancang didn't answer, he just smiled and continued to rub my waist with his hands. "Stop rubbing and talk!" I yelled. Then he said: "How much do you remember?"

"Don't remember a word, just say it again!"

"Actually, it's nothing. I'm just telling you to remember to pick up our wedding dress. No matter what the future holds, you will be the only woman I marry in my life. Shang Shang, I really want to find a mountain to make it for myself.

A tomb. If we design it well and build it quickly, maybe we can play secret room games in our own tomb in the future. Wait for it later

When you get old and die, I will carry you in with my own hands. I will leave a tombstone inside and sleep with you. Maybe in a few hundred years, grave robbers will find our tomb, and they will be very surprised about what is in the tomb.

There are burial objects for every dynasty. I plan to bury everyone in the Ren family with us. Maybe someone will be bitten by our spiritual pet cat, Shangshang?"

Listening to what he said, my tears flowed down unconsciously. When I heard him calling my name, I quickly wiped away my tears and said, "Okay."

He reached out his hand and smoothed the bangs on my forehead that were messed up by the night wind. I pulled his hand down, saw that the fingertips had returned to normal, and raised my head and smiled at him.

He slowly lowered his head and kissed my lips.

From then on, no matter what happened, I trusted him. Because I knew that even if I died, he would find me and be by my side. He is my only relative in this world now.

The only family, the only lover.

Beauty is short-lived, and we still have to face those things. The next day, when we returned to the Ren family courtyard, when we first stepped in the door, a security guard said: "Sir, Mrs., you are back. Last night

At about one o'clock, security guard Ah Ren was hit on the head by a falling tile over there, and he was sent to the hospital overnight. Uncle Wu is taking care of it. He said that he would let you know when you come back."

Ren Qiancang and I were both shocked by this news. This yard is very strict in terms of craftsmanship and design. If something happens to this house, it will definitely not be because of the wind and rain, but because of the wind and rain.

There is something wrong with the aura here.

"Where did the tile slip off?" Ren Qiancang asked?

A security guard quickly led us the way. We bypassed the yard where we lived and headed to the northeast of the big yard. The northeast was the security guard's lounge. Some of the night shift workers slept here. Some of them didn't come back for a long time.

I live here. The courtyard is similar to the one where Mr. Bao lives, just a little bigger. It has the structure of a courtyard, and there are many security uniforms hanging under the eaves of the corridor.

Mr. Bao was standing in a corner of the yard, holding a large blueprint in his hand. When we got closer, we saw him pressing a compass on the blueprint.

When Mr. Bao saw the two of us walking over, he said, "You're back?" He waved to the security guard who was leading us and told him to go back to work. When the security guard walked away, Mr. Bao said, "This place is

Seven tiles fell and hit a security guard. I also injured a major artery. I was still awake last night and drove their security guard's car to take people to the hospital. If I hadn't been good at driving...

"

"Tell me about this tile!" Ren Qiancang interrupted him.

This house is only an imitation of the Qing Dynasty, but it is not the real one built in the Qing Dynasty. The tiles used are not ordinary glazed tiles, but are made of modern craftsmanship. They are very strong and not easy to be blown off. This kind of tiles will hit people hard.

My body is really bleeding.

Master Bao took the floor plan of the big courtyard and said: "Looking at this place from a compass, the flying stars are very dangerous, and the time is also in the Yin hour. Moreover, this place is linearly symmetrical with the well in the northwest. The blood energy here can affect

Get over there. Doesn’t Wu Guang always catch the corpse and feed it once every fifteen years? There are still ten days left this time, so the corpse will find some food for itself. Why is this?"

"The original balance has been broken, so she has to find some food for herself." Ren Qiancang looked at me and said, "Shang Shang, go back to the small building to sleep tonight. You will be more competitive here.

It’s usually more dangerous.”

"What about you?" I asked.

"I'll stay." He paused, looked at me, and said, "It's okay, she won't hurt me."

"Um, sir?" A timid voice came from behind us. The three of us turned around and saw two security guards standing behind, wearing baggy T-shirts and baggy shorts. Both of their hair were messy.

, looking like they just got up from bed. They said: "Is this place really haunted?"

When we were talking, we didn't even notice anyone nearby. The security guard originally worked in four shifts, and there were people who lived here for a long time. No matter what, there were people in this yard. But Bao Ye just retreated.

The security guard who led the way looked like there was no one else here, so he said that. But someone still heard it in the room.

One of the two security guards said: "Sir, I...we have long heard that this place is haunted. But we have never seen it. Now Aren is so hit by tiles that he is almost dead. We, we, we

Still not doing it. Look, three months’ salary..."

After hearing these words, Mr. Bao shouted: "*** three months' salary back?! Who told you that the tile was smashed by ghosts? Besides, you have to leave on your own. If you want to leave, just leave. If you want,

No money!"

"Master Bao!" Ren Qiancang said, "Okay. If they want to leave, just leave. If you stay and work hard, you will suffer even greater losses. You can wait until Uncle Wu comes back to collect the three months' salary from Uncle Wu, and then say I agree."

Already."

"Yes, sir, you are a very good man."

The two security guards went back to the room and I whispered: "If you agree to let them leave, if other security guards see it, they might leave too. By then, various operations at home will be inconvenient."

"That's right, Uncle Ren, if you give them three months' salary properly, what if other people want to leave too? Do you know that Wu Guang keeps all kinds of things in the courtyard secret for the people who work in the Ren family,

How many books has he bought? As a sweeper and table cleaner, my salary is higher than that of other white-collar workers. Their security guards also receive three or four times the salary of ordinary security guards outside."

"That's enough. Let the businessmen recruit people after leaving this group. Naturally, the newcomers who come in will not be controlled by Wu Guangneng. Our affairs are not over yet. We need more people in the family to stand by our side."

I nodded, thinking what Ren Qiancang said made sense. The people in the family here have all worked with Uncle Wu for many years. If there are any differences, Uncle Wu might be more popular than Ren Qiancang.

We need to take this opportunity to replace everyone. Because what we are going to do next will be more dangerous. The Ren family must become a stronghold for us.

At noon that day, news came back from the hospital that Aren had died. He was sent to the hospital for rescue. I thought he would be able to survive. But at noon, news of his death came back. The cause of death was entered into his body.

There was too much blood in his body, and he didn't know which link had gone wrong, causing his body to strongly reject the blood that didn't belong to him. When he was rescued again, he was not rescued, so he just left.

A-Ren's departure seemed to have become a charge for the replacement of people in the family. That afternoon, many people came to us to ask about their resignation. Wu Guang was still busy in the hospital, so he turned on the phone and asked Ren Qiancang if he was still planning to quit.

If there is a plan to hold a wedding, A-Ren's death should be treated as a work-related injury and Uncle Wu can take part in it himself. Otherwise, it will be difficult for the family to hold a red event.
Chapter completed!