Su Wei was startled, and she clenched her hands subconsciously, and the talisman fell into her palm. She originally wanted to put it down, but then she thought about it and raised her eyebrows again: "Don't you make any sound when you walk?"
Jiang Tang glanced at the unpacked baggage, her eyes slightly darkened, "You have a guilty conscience."
When Su Wei heard the word "thief", her face burned and she said angrily: "Who is the thief!"
"I don't even want this pile of rags like yours to give to me!"
With that said, she walked out quickly.
Jiang Tang glanced at her back, rubbed the copper plate with her fingertips, and raised the corners of her lips slightly.
Didn't anyone tell her that the fortune teller's belongings should not be tampered with?
Walking all the way to the bedroom, Su Wei patted her chest and said, wow, she was shocked, this stinky girl.
She looked down at the talisman in her hand, curled her lips, and threw it casually on the table.
What a piece of junk, who cares about it?
When I saw the flowers in my hands, I laughed again.
Su Xue happened to pass by the door, and when she saw the flowers in her arms, her eyes flashed slightly, "Weiwei, you flower..."
"Sister." Su Wei turned her head and said, "Your flowers are so well grown and so fragrant. I brought them from Jiang Tang's bedroom. How can that country bumpkin use such a precious flower?"
When she mentioned ginger candy, she curled her lips in disdain.
After saying that, she carefully placed the flower pot on the bedside, took her arm and said coquettishly: "Sister, can you give me this flower? I like it so much."
"Isn't this good? Let's give this flower to Xiaoyue. Can I give you another pot?"
Su Wei was a little unhappy. Just as she was about to speak, she heard a light voice coming from the door, "No, just give it to her if she likes it."
Turning around, he saw Jiang Tang leaning at the door, looking at them with a leisurely expression.
"You know what's going on." Su Wei snorted, thinking she was scared, her eyes flashed with satisfaction, and she said arrogantly, "The flowers my sister grows are not worthy of a poor guy like you."
Jiang Tang was still smiling, "Then enjoy this blessing."
As she said that, she glanced at Su Xue with the end of her eyes, and the half-smiling look in her eyes made her feel panicked, as if her thoughts had been read through.
She lowered her head subconsciously, and the hand holding the corner of her clothes curled up unconsciously. Then Su Xue raised her head with a smile, "Then wait until I cultivate new flowers and give them to Sister Xiaoyue."
"No." Jiang Tang refused bluntly, "Also, I told you, my name is Jiang Tang."
After saying that, she left directly with her hands behind her back.
She spoke mercilessly, and Su Xue's expression was a little ugly. Seeing this, Su Wei defended her and shouted at the door: "Jingtang is Jiangtang, you don't deserve the surname Su."
Su Xue tugged on her sleeve and said disapprovingly: "Weiwei, don't talk like that."
"That's what it is..."
Listening to their voices, Jiang Tang only thought it was funny. They were really good sisters.
As if she was afraid that Su Xue would be uneasy because of Jiang Tang's arrival, during lunch, Jiao Wenjuan kept holding dishes for her, and the mother and daughter made love and affection. Jiang Tang didn't even raise his eyelids, and seemed not to let her go at all.
Same in mind.
Su Xue glanced at her and said, "Little... eat more Tangtang."
As he said that, he was about to pick up the vegetables for her. Jiang Tang moved the bowl away and said, "No, I can pick up the dishes myself."
Su Xue's hand suddenly hung in the air.
The atmosphere instantly became awkward.
Su Wei was about to get angry, but Su Zhe glared at her, so she reluctantly gave up. In the end, she still glared at Jiang Tang unwillingly, feeling that she was ignorant.
Seeing this, Jiao Wenjuan quickly stretched out the bowl and said, "Mom likes this, thank you Xiaoxue."
In one sentence, the situation was settled, and Su Xue smiled gratefully at her, which made Jiao Wenjuan even softer.
She raised her head and glanced at the aloof girl opposite her. After all, she was her biological daughter. After thinking about it, she tried to open the topic: "By the way, little Tangtang, I heard that you grew up in the mountains, right?"
Jiang Tang glanced at her, nodded, and said nothing more.
Jiao Wenjuan also felt a little embarrassed, but she continued to ask: "So how are you doing in the mountains? What do you do?"
"I'm living a good life. I go jogging with my second master in the morning, make some money by helping people read Feng Shui and tell fortunes during the day, and check out dirty things at night."
After hearing her words, several people's mouths twitched together, reading Feng Shui? Fortune telling? What are these things?
Jiao Wenjuan's eyelids twitched, and she subconsciously murmured along with her words: "Dirty, dirty things?"
Is that what she thought?
Jiang Tang gave her a meaningful look, "Yes, it's what you thought. Although there are no ghosts in this world, people will leave something behind after death. If they did many evil things during their lifetime, or were violent when they died,
If it is too heavy, it is very likely to turn into evil spirits and affect strangers. At this time, you need to do rituals to drive away evil spirits. Fortunately, it is not difficult, but you have to stay up late, as the third master often said."
After the words fell, several people on the table fell silent. The whole living room was silent, only the corners of their mouths that kept twitching showed the unrest in their hearts.
Is this a matter of staying up late? You stayed up in the middle of the night and actually went to catch ghosts!
Although she has said that there are no ghosts in the world, the dirty thing she mentioned is no different from a ghost in their eyes.
Still doing things...
They knew that she grew up in the mountains and might have a hard time, but they never expected that she would actually do the dance!
When she thought of that scene, Jiao Wenjuan's eyes went dark, and she also lost some thoughts of being close to her.
If this matter spreads, what will others think of the Su family.
The daughter of the Su family is a charlatan and a charlatan who talks nonsense.
Thinking of this, her expression changed a bit.
Taking in her expression completely, Jiang Tang continued to eat her meal heartlessly, and soon finished it. She put down the bowl, stood up and said, "I'm done eating, you guys eat slowly."
After saying that, he walked upstairs happily.
I clicked my tongue in my heart. Although Su Xue and Jiao Wenjuan were not biological mother and daughter, I had to say that they still had some similarities.
For example, they all like to think of themselves as good people.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the line between his middle finger and ring finger. It probably wouldn't take long before it would be completely severed.
She was waiting for that day.
When I returned upstairs, I suddenly found an extra message on my phone. When I opened it, the smile on my face instantly brightened a little.
[He Chen: Documents]
[Introductory information on programming.]
His style is still concise and concise, but the information is very detailed, which is very suitable for beginners. It can be seen that the person who compiled the information is very considerate.
Jiang Tang looked at her cell phone. She was not used to typing on her cell phone. She had never learned the pinyin. The pinyin method her master taught her was the fanqie method. How to type on her cell phone was really a blind spot for her.
Just as she was thinking about it, she clicked on the reply box and saw a blank box above it. She placed her finger on it and scratched it. A line appeared on it, and her eyes lit up.
His fingers quickly started writing on it, and he quickly sent the message.
[Jiang Tang: Thank you Mr. He, I will take a good look at it. 】
[Also, thank you, Mr. He, for helping me set up the handwriting screen. I like it very much.]
She originally planned to tell him about what happened at Su's house and say that she was safe, but she was a little slow in writing.
Looking at the video button at the bottom, she sent another message.
He family.
He Chen sat at the main seat in the conference room, listening to his subordinates' speeches expressionlessly. He glanced at the screen of his mobile phone with his peripheral vision, gently twirling the beads on his fingertips, his expression unmoving.
On the side, the assistant looked at him quietly, secretly frightened.
I accidentally missed a Buddhist bead again.
Mr. He seems a little absent-minded today.
Just as I was thinking about it, my phone suddenly rang.
He Chen picked it up, and even though he seemed careless, the assistant still saw that he cared.
He picked it up and read it immediately.
This is something that has never happened before.
Who sent him the message?
The assistant was curious, and was about to look at it for a while, when he saw his expression slightly paused, his slender fingers holding a pen, circling a place on the document, and said softly: "Redo it, let's break up the meeting."
Soon, everyone left.
The assistant was the last to leave. Before closing the door, she couldn't help but glance at him again, and saw his eyes falling on the screen of his mobile phone.
He Chen also looked at the latest news with focused eyes.
[Jiang Tang: Mr. He, do you have time? Can you make a video?]