He Miao is obsessed with furniture again.

At first, I bought a bulk bookshelf on a certain treasure, and after spending nearly an hour completely evaluating it, He Miao looked at his works and was very satisfied. This feeling is the same as the feeling of accomplishment after the delivery of a project has been completed.

The cycle of doing a project is very long, and the sense of accomplishment of building furniture comes quickly, and He Miao quickly became obsessed.

Then she bought wardrobes, hangers, and dressers.

Tonight, she prepares to challenge this most complex dresser.

Things fell to the ground, and He Miao sat on the cold floor tiles in his living room, studying the drawings.

For the sake of insurance, I watched the assembly video, and probably solved the use of hexagonal head bolts and self-locking nuts.

It's a shame to say that He Miao didn't really know what these nuts and screws were until he started installing these furniture.

She'd only heard of them at project meetings before, or seen them on warehouse classification tag cards, but she really didn't know what they would be used for.

Practice makes sense.

Now she understands that self-locking nuts are used for anti-loosening fixing, and hex head bolts are used to work with hex head nuts to fasten and connect two sub-pieces with through holes.

When He Miao was working hard, Cheng Xidong's voice came.

After the two of them "pierced" the window paper, they would have voice calls every night, thunder could not move, even if they did not talk, they did not hang, just listened to each other's movements, silently did their own things, occasionally took a few sentences, and often "chatted" until Cheng Xidong fell asleep, making a loud noise, and He Miao hung up silently.

He Miao held a screwdriver in one hand, stood up with difficulty, walked to the chair and picked up the mobile phone, hung it in the "hands-free gear", and put the mobile phone on the ground casually.

"Hey, what are you doing?" The old-fashioned opening, He Miao has long been used to it.

He Miao's hands were busy

"I'm wearing a dresser. ”

"The kind with opening and closing mirrors?"

"That's right. ”

"This is more difficult than the bookshelves you installed before, the cabinet. Cheng Xidong was worried in his tone.

"I've seen the drawings and no problem. He Miao said with confidence.

"Do you understand the drawings?"

"What do you mean, I'm also in this industry anyway, and there is nothing I can't understand about the drawings, not to mention that this kind of drawings is very simple, and even fools can understand it. ”

He Miao shouted, Cheng Xidong really underestimated her.

"Oh, then you pretend to be good, and if you want me to guide you, start the video. ”

"Oh, it's boring for such a trivial matter. He Miao used "pseudo-Cantonese" to indicate that there was no pressure.

"Oh, the hen. "Cheng Xidong has learned from it.

"Aha. He Miao smiled low, and fell to the ground laughing for a while.

After the joke, Cheng Xidong didn't bother, He Miao just finished his work little by little with such a heart-to-heart effort.

When the mirror was installed in the back, Miao Da Mei happened to arrive home, He Miao spent more than three hours with the help of Miao Da Mei to finally get everything done, and then carefully carried it into the bedroom with Miao Da Mei.

She excitedly took a photo and sent it to Cheng Xidong.

"Isn't it good for me?"

He Miao made an arrogant expression.

Cheng Xidong said in the earphones: "Monkey Sailei." ”

The two of them chatted for a while, because Miao Da Beauty was back, He Miao needed to be low-key, she typed, Cheng Xidong spoke, and He Miao also heard Cheng Xidong in the middle, his mother asked if he had gone out to eat and watch movies with He Miao recently, Cheng Xidong was very strict, and he sent it away in three or two sentences.

"Why don't you explain it to your mother?" He Miao asked by typing.

He Miao heard the sound of rapid tapping on the keyboard, and estimated that Cheng Xidong was brushing a copy.

"My mom will interfere if she knows too much and gets involved. You don't want to be subject to your mother-in-law in the future, do you?"

These words are awkward everywhere in He Miao's ears: just report the progress to his own mother, how can it be related to the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law? ?

He Miao sent a black question mark.

"How about I tell you a story later?"

He Miao suspected that Cheng Xidong didn't understand the connotation of her emoji.

"What's the story?"

"Don't you like to listen to ghost stories? I went home today and searched for a few articles on the Internet, enough to read until you fell asleep. ”

Cheng Xidong said with great interest.

He Miao had a bad premonition.

"No, no, no, I have a special listening software, it's good to sleep and listen to it every day, it's not troublesome. He Miao hurriedly refused.

"Don't listen to it today, listen to what I read to you. I'm not a bad reader, I was selected by my teacher to participate in a recitation contest when I was a child, don't worry. ”

The more Cheng Xidong is so confident, the more He Miao doesn't believe it.

But she felt that it was not good to hit Cheng Xidong's enthusiasm, so she still agreed.

This agreement, what is "one misstep into a thousand years of hatred", He Miao does not know, He Miao understands what it means to "a little head into a thousand years of hatred".

Cheng Xidong read two stories, and He Miao really couldn't bear it.

The first tells the story of a wronged young lady who was buried alive and buried her soul.

"Uh-huh-cough-cough" Cheng Xidong cleared his throat and began to tell the story of "painting sound and color".

"Once upon a time there was a rich lady. ”

As soon as He Miao heard this beginning, she had no interest in listening, and this kind of "from the precursor" was automatically converted to "Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple on the mountain, and there was an old monk in the temple who was telling stories to the little monk." ”

She shook her head, no longer hopeful about the content of the story, and wanted to see how Cheng Xidong performed it.

This rich lady was raised in a deep boudoir, and feudal etiquette made her not go out of the door, but her father made an exception for her in order to marry well in the future, so he hired a teacher in the county town for her to teach her to read and write, but I didn't expect the two to fall in love for a long time. ”

He Miao listened to Cheng Xidong's "woo woo lur" little monk's way of reading the story, and held back several times before he stopped it.

Out of respect for Cheng Xidong's works, He Miao waited until Cheng Xidong's story was finished before making an evaluation.

"Do you know what your problem is?

He Miao didn't want to embarrass Cheng Xidong with Gangpu's half-joking way of speaking.

He Miao didn't understand at this time, too euphemistic rhetoric or ridicule didn't have any effect on a straight man like Cheng Xidong, to put it bluntly, there was no amount of a c in his heart.

"My hen. "Cheng Xidong still has the same example.

"You read the same as the little monk's recitation, there is no true feelings, do you understand the true feelings?"

He Miao came up with the heuristic teaching model of being a teacher before.

"Understood. ”

He Miao couldn't figure out whether Cheng Xidong understood it or not.

"I'll try again. ”

"Hmm. ”

He Miao is still too naïve.

The story of Cheng Xidong's "performance" next is the widely circulated story of the red fingers in the school women's toilet.

Legend has it that as long as a girl goes to the penultimate pit of the women's toilet at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night to go to the toilet, a hand will definitely reach out and ask in a deep voice: "Is there a paper (finger)?"

Originally, the storyline was old-fashioned, and with Cheng Xidong's excessive performance, He Miao was disgusted to death.

"He Miao~He Miao~"

originally thought it was over, but Cheng Xidong didn't know what kind of wind he was smoking, so he deliberately "screamed" and added a little trill.

"He Miao~, do you have fingers?"

He Miao obviously heard that Cheng Xidong deliberately pinched his throat and lowered his voice.

I can't take it anymore.

"Cheng Xidong," He Miao suddenly called his name seriously, and Cheng Xidong immediately became normal.

"What's wrong?"

"When you go to bed tonight, you must remember," He Miao also deliberately lowered his voice.

"What?" Cheng Xidong wondered.

"When you go to bed tonight, you must remember to lock the doors and windows of the house and draw the curtains. ”

He Miao's voice became lower and lower, strange and mysterious.

"Ahh

Cheng Xidong pretended to be calm, but his tone was already timid.

"Don't you know? Don't talk about people during the day, don't talk about ghosts at night, you mentioned them, and after a while, when the ghost door was wide open, they came to you. ”

"Then those anchors you listened to, why are they okay?

Cheng Xidong is still making the last struggle, but He Miao is sure that the effect he wants has been achieved.

"They're all recorded during the day, it's a rule, don't you know?"

"I don't know. ”

"You remember that when the time comes, you must lock the doors and windows of the house, and the curtains must be drawn. Otherwise, when the time comes. ”

He Miao's tone was full of fear.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Xidong's tone was eager.

"When the time comes, they will lie down the window and watch you, and stand by your bed while you are asleep. ”

Before He Miao finished speaking, he heard a sound of "Kongdong" on Cheng Xidong's side.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" He Miao asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's okay. When Cheng Xidong replied to He Miao, He Miao obviously heard the sound of stabbing and stabbing, and the signal over there was not very good.

After a while, the normal call resumed, and he hurriedly said good night to He Miao and hung up.

He Miao was so happy that he went to bed.

Cheng Xidong didn't tell He Miao when he was killed, he was frightened by He Miao's serious "intimidation", pressed the switch of the indoor light in a panic, and fell a big heel.

Otherwise, He Miao would have hugged her stomach and laughed breathlessly.

He Miao confirmed that Cheng Xidong was a coward, and the two of them went to Xitang together, but Cheng Xidong, who couldn't resist He Miao, bought two tickets to the haunted house in the basement.

The two of them "staggered" to the basement floor, at first they went in the wrong direction, and they arrived in the back kitchen of a restaurant by mistake, when the boss pointed out the direction with a spatula, He Miao stood in the depths of the haunted house, and the invisible, eerie entrance, Zhengse said: "Otherwise, let's not play." ”

"What's wrong?" In fact, Cheng Xidong couldn't ask for it in his heart.

"I think this basement is too complicated, I'm afraid that we will get lost in a while, and it will be bad if we can't get out. ”

He Miao's reason is really "reasonable, it can't be more reasonable".

"Yes. Cheng Xidong nodded thoughtfully, and then pulled He Miao to sneak away from the gate while the ticket seller was not paying attention.

I don't even want 65 tickets.

In fact, both are cowards and are afraid of ghosts.

The main He Miao, like some girls, is afraid and wants to see it, and wants to prove that she is bold.

Then it often happened to her to sit in the living room alone on the night of New Year's Day to watch "The Conjuring", and she was so frightened that she kept her eyes open until dawn.

When I went to a haunted house, I felt that there were too many people, so I kicked a special door with my foot, and I was scared by the staff who pretended to be ghosts inside.

Of course, these are all "unspeakable secrets" related to one's own image.