Here, when Xu Ziyin returned home, Xu Tao was sitting on the sofa. Next to him, Xu Yan stared at the red hair and called "Grandpa", making the old man very happy.
When I saw my son coming back, I immediately lost my temper and said, "You are neither home nor going to the company all day long. I don't even know what you are busy with."
Having long been accustomed to his double standards, Xu Ziyin didn't care. He walked over and sat down, "Isn't he back?"
Seeing a bunch of messy things on the coffee table, he casually said: "What are you doing?"
Xu Tao snorted and didn't want to pay attention to him.
On the side, Xu Yan immediately helped and said: "Uncle, these are grandpa's old things. Let's take them out and take a look."
"Xiaoyan is still sensible and willing to listen to what an old man like me has to say, unlike you who only make me angry." As he said that, he glared at him again.
Xu Ziyin glanced at Xu Yan with a half-smile, and snorted, "This kid is sensible? Who doesn't know that he is a famous bully in school, and he can only pretend to be good in front of the old man for a while."
After all, he didn't have any bad intentions, so he didn't reveal it. He yawned and said lazily: "Then you can continue playing with your good grandson. I'm going to bed."
After saying that, he walked upstairs.
Xu Tao muttered "I knew it was like this" and didn't bother to pay attention to him. He turned to Xu Yan and said: "Xiao Yan, help grandpa go upstairs and take off the phone. Grandpa can also take a picture and send it. What's the name of sending it?
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"Weibo." Xu Yan reminded.
"Yes, Weibo, grandpa also jumped on the bandwagon."
"Okay, grandpa has always been the most fashionable." Xu Yan said something to coax him, and went upstairs to get his mobile phone, "Hey grandpa, someone called you just now, called...Master Qiu?"
Hearing this, Xu Tao's expression became solemn, and he sat up straight, his face full of surprise, "Give me your phone quickly."
Master Qiu has not heard from him since he retired more than ten years ago. Why did he suddenly call him now? Is he out of the mountain?
He hurriedly called back, his expression a bit nervous and excited.
Xu Yan looked at him from the side and saw that his back was slightly bent, holding his mobile phone in both hands, and there was a hint of respect on his face. He couldn't help but feel strange, who did he know across the way, who could actually make his grandfather look like this?
Unfortunately, there was no connection there.
Xu Tao couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He guessed that Master Qiu was busy and didn't dare to continue fighting, so as not to disturb him.
Taking his mobile phone and putting it aside, Xu Yan asked curiously: "Grandpa, who is Master Qiu?"
"Master Qiu, he is a divine fortune teller and his fortune telling is very accurate." Thanks to him, he was able to avoid danger back then. Master Qiu was his savior.
Fortune teller? Xu Yan frowned. For some reason, Jiang Tang suddenly came to mind. That girl was also a fortune teller.
He intuitively had a bad impression of this kind of person and said: "Grandpa, have you been deceived? There is no magic in this world. They are all charlatans."
"Don't talk nonsense." Xu Tao rarely had a serious face towards his beloved grandson, "Master Qiu is a real divine divination, and he speaks straight and straight. He is not comparable to those liars."
Xu Yan was still skeptical, but seeing his serious face, he didn't confront him.
I guess she is really powerful, not just that little girl.
Thinking of Hou Daming always praising her in front of him these days, he snorted and felt a little unhappy. He didn't know what this girl was capable of. Hou Daming just helped her to speak. Even Mr. He looked at her and started talking to her.
Very close relationship.
really weird.
Xu Tao knocked on his sore waist and said to Xu Yan: "Xiao Yan, help grandpa bring me some dog skin plasters that your uncle brought back."
Not to mention, the plaster doesn't look good, but it works quite well. His rheumatism has improved a lot.
I don’t know where that guy bought it. I’ll buy some more if I have a chance.
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The next day, Jiang Tang opened her eyes and felt refreshed. She sat up, but before she stretched out her waist, her stomach suddenly hurt. She took a breath and leaned back against the wall.
They all forgot about it.
But today it doesn't seem as painful as yesterday.
Looking down at the merit points on her wrist, she suddenly laughed.
It has actually risen to 200!
In other words, it rose by fifty in one day!
It can be considered a blessing in disguise.
If she continues to stay, she might be able to raise her salary to a thousand, and then she can find a hotel to stay in and no longer have to live on the street.
Thinking of this, she felt very good, took out a piece of talisman paper, folded it into a paper crane, said something to it, raised her hand and threw it out, "Go."
The paper crane flapped its wings, passed through the door, and headed to the next room.
Jiang Tang curled up the corners of her lips, supported her chin with her hand, and looked sideways slightly, thinking about the person next door, feeling happy.
Next door, He Chen was sitting on the bed holding his laptop. Suddenly something appeared in front of his eyes. He narrowed his eyes and stared slightly.
The paper crane landed on his computer, its long beak moved slightly, and a crisp sound came out.
"Mr. He, good morning. To express my gratitude, I just gave you a divination. Your fortune is very good today. It is another day of making money. I would like to congratulate Mr. He in advance."
"If Mr. He wants to say something, you can click on the paper crane and tell me."
Hearing this, He Chen stretched out his hand and nodded. Zhihe turned his head and turned his ears sideways, as if waiting for him to speak.
However, after a long time, he still did not speak.
Zhihe couldn't help but tilt his head and look at him, blinking his cinnabar-lit eyes, looking a little silly.
Just like its owner.
Raising his hand to put away the paper crane, he patted the wall to signal that he was getting up.
Jiang Tang also knocked, quickly washed up, walked out with strength, and waited at his door.
The pain she felt today was finally within the range that she could bear. After a while, she felt the pain disappear. She breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at the door. Sure enough, she saw the door handle moved and He Chen walked out.
"Mr. He!" She greeted with a smile and raised her hand.
He Chen seemed to have guessed that she was here. He nodded slightly and walked forward.
Jiang Tang hurriedly followed.
Breakfast was still instant noodles. Aunt Li cracked an egg into it and added vegetables. It looked good.
Smelling the aroma, I ate the ginger candy with great satisfaction.
On the side, seeing her like this, Aunt Li couldn't help but feel a little sad.
Then he looked at He Chen, who was eating toast and caviar slowly, and couldn't help but feel a little guilty.
Can the husband really bear to eat so well and let the little girl eat so cheaply?
She also couldn't understand why it was so difficult for her husband to bring a girl back. The little girl was very good-looking, always smiling, and looked very lovable, so why was he reluctant to give her something good to eat.
It's not kind of me to eat more than 200,000 yuan for myself and let the little girl eat for two yuan.
It may be said that the richer people are, the more stingy they are, but she doesn't think her husband is a stingy person.
Then why did he do this this time?
Aunt Li was puzzled, but that didn't stop her from feeling sorry for Jiang Tang.
Jiang Tang didn't mind at all. Instead, he breathed a long sigh of relief, with a bright smile on his face, "Thank you!"
She just likes to eat instant noodles!
He Chen said nothing, his eyes passed over the cinnabar mole between her eyebrows, and he suddenly thought of the paper crane.
His eyes flashed slightly, and he tightened his fingers a little, and he touched something like a piece of paper.