The curly-haired old lady was buying salt and spoke in a small voice.

"Is it her? ”

"That's her. ”

"It's normal, it's not as terrifying as Lao Wang said. ”

"I just touched her hand. ”

"What's wrong with her hand?"

"It's like ice, it's scary. ”

Zhou Xufang touched her hand, it was quite cold, and her body temperature was much lower than that of ordinary people. It would be nice if the curly-haired old lady's voice was quieter, she heard very well, about more than twenty times that of a normal person, the curly-haired old lady lived next door to her, and liked to play mahjong, it was 0:00 last night, and the curly-haired old lady was sticky and flowered, and howled excitedly, and she was woken up by wearing silenced headphones.

She parked her tricycle in the garage, didn't take the elevator, and went to the stairwell on the first floor.

She glanced outside, but there was no one, so she meowed.

A gray cat came out from behind the abandoned furniture at the bottom of the stairs and looked at her timidly: "Meow." ”

It's a gray cat.

Zhou Xufang opened the cat's canned food and poured some water into the bowl next to the old furniture, and the gray cat barked softly twice and ate happily.

She stroked its little head along the cat's fur, and it obediently did not move.

"Am I going to be a cat demon?"

She muttered to herself, and the gray cat meowed.

She pursed her lips, a little lost: "But I can't understand what you're saying." ”

"Meow~"

She said again: "Meow." ”

The gray cat also meowed, "Meow." ”

It doesn't seem to be, although she can jump very high like a cat, but she is not a cat demon, nor is she a fish demon. After squatting for a while, when the kitten was finished, she got up and walked upstairs. The moon came out outside, and the street lights were cold and white, and I saw that the sensor lights on the first floor to the seventh floor of the seventeen buildings were all on in a few seconds.

Backbite.

WeChat came with news.

Zhou Xufang clicked on, in addition to 'WeChat payment', 'WeChat team' and several official accounts, there is only one dialog box, called Group Head.

Group head: Jiana Film and Television City Notice: The crew of "Wuye" will shoot tomorrow on the 10th, and will need 10 extras for men and 12 women (20 to 35 years old), with a male height of 170+ and a female height of 160+, and the fee is 150 (ends at 3 o'clock in the afternoon), and will gather at the C1 subway entrance of the film and television city at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning.

Group head: WeChat registration, first come, first served!

Zhou Xufang signed up, then opened the takeaway software and ordered a noodle.

The imperial capital Jiang's family is located in the suburbs of the villa area, independent courtyard, four-storey antique building, the appearance of the atmosphere, this is the residence of Mrs. Jiang, on weekdays, the Jiang family is busy, busy with political affairs, busy with business, most of the time is not here, Mrs. Jiang set the rules, on the fifteenth day of the first month of the month, whether it is entangled in important matters or not, to get together.

Mrs. Jiang's five children under her knees, plus the side branches, and more than a dozen grandchildren, have all arrived, except for the old man Jiang Zhi who has not yet appeared. Just him, the old lady's bureau dares to be late.

"Grandma. ”

Mrs. Jiang sat next to the girl in the fourth room, her parents were gone in the early years, she was raised under Mrs. Jiang's knees since she was a child, and her mother was the fourth in the family, and she was the most loved daughter of Mrs. Jiang.

The girl took her mother's surname and recognized Mrs. Jiang as her grandmother, and the old lady named her and Fuxi.

Jiang Fuxi said to the old lady: "It's already eight o'clock, you have a bad stomach, drink some soup first." ”

Three courts and five eyes, the appearance of the ancient rhyme, the temperament is also gentle and virtuous, Mrs. Jiang has always loved her, and her flat face has softened a little, and said: "Wait for Brother Weaver to be together." ”

Jiang Fuxi said yes.

During the banquet, the daughter-in-law in the second room picked up the conversation: "Mother, have you heard about the Ming family?"

The old lady's second son, Jiang Weili, entered politics and married Luo Changfang, the third daughter of the old man of the Luo family, and was helped away by the first daughter, Jiang Fu.

The old lady is seventy and three, the ancestor is a Beijing official, the heritage of the century-old family has been left, she is the lady from everyone, at such an age, her hair is still meticulous, she is wearing a purple cheongsam, her eyebrows and eyes are sharp, and she can see her shrewdness and upbringing.

"Which thing?"

Luo Changfang said with a sad face: "The four girls of the Ming family asked Brother Zhi'er to throw them into the sea, drank a lot of water, and are still lying in the hospital at this time." ”

This is a complaint.

There is no one in the third room, only Jiang Weaving is the only seedling, which is the most loved by the old lady, how can the other rooms not be red-eyed.

Old Madam Jiang lowered her head and drank tea, her face was as usual, and she was unclear: "I heard about it." ”

Throwing other girls into the sea, in the end lost a little bit of everyone's son's bearing and self-cultivation, Luo Changfang's face was unhappy: "Brother Zhi'er is inevitably too much, the juniors are playing around, and if you move the real character——"

The old lady interrupted: "Kidding?" She put down the lid of the cup in her hand, raised her head, and her eyes were sharp, "Brother Zhi'er's body, is it that the four girls of her Ming family can afford to play?"

Luo Changfang: "......"

What else can she say as a daughter-in-law, the old lady is really too doting on this little grandson. No one dared to sue again, and the people at both tables waited quietly and did not say anything more.

"Brother Lin," Old Madam Jiang ordered, "The project that cooperated with the Ming family has been suspended for the time being." ”

Brother Lin is the eldest grandson of the Jiang family, the only son of the eldest son of the old lady, and there are not many grandchildren of the Jiang family, except for Jiang Zhi, Jiang Xiaolin is noble.

He nodded and obeyed the old lady's order.

At this time, the old housekeeper Jiang Chuan came in: "Old lady, the little young master has arrived." ”

Before the people could enter, they heard a cough.

The old man is finally here.

Old Madam Jiang had a smile on her face, and instructed the girl next to her: "Fuxi, go to the house to get a dress for Brother Zhi'er." ”

Jiang Fuxi got up and went to the house to get his clothes.

Jiang Zhi was weak, and the late autumn night was cold, for fear of freezing him.

The old lady asked the housekeeper again, "Is Brother Zhi'er's soup stewed?"

Egawa replied: "It's warm in the kitchen." ”

The little young master was discharged from the hospital today, and the tonic soup for health cultivation began to stew at noon, and the entire Jiang family was treated like this.

The old lady smiled, "Come quickly." ”

"Yes. ”

"Grandma. ”

At the door, Jiang Zhi came in slowly, walked slowly, panting gently, and occasionally couldn't help coughing.

Old Madam Jiang immediately stood up on crutches: "Brother Zhi'er, come and sit here with grandma." ”

The Jiang family at the two tables, now they all stood up, no matter how unhappy they were, they had to hold this delicate and expensive young master.

The old man of the Jiang family, it is the old lady's heart, the old lady's liver, and the old lady's baby sweet canteen, I can't wait to spoil him.

Jiang Ori is used to being a little ancestor in this way.

The next day, it was overcast.

Jiang Xiaozu made trouble on the set again, threw the script in his hand, and threw the word lightly: "Stop." ”