Five days have passed since Christmas, and tomorrow is New Year's Day. The Luo family trio came to Guangming Square that night. Unlike Fang Xiaoling, who rarely went out and was excited, Luo Xiang felt that his whole person was covered in a gloomy mist. Listening to the sound of the loudspeaker playing on a loop at the roadside stall, "You can't buy it for two yuan and suffer a loss, and you can't buy it for two yuan", he couldn't help but add viciously in his heart: "You can't buy anything for two yuan, you poor bastard!"

He's going crazy about money.

In the past two days, he asked Uncle Feng to help him find a job as a food delivery, which is a home-cooked restaurant next to the north gate of the municipal hospital. It stands to reason that he is not yet an adult, but since he has a relationship, the boss accepts him. This is just 2012, and the subsequent takeaway platforms have not yet started, and there are not many people who order takeout, and they mainly rely on phone orders.

Luo Xiang's strength lies in these two legs, which are much faster than normal and tireless, and do not need to ride an electric car to complete the task. Rao is like this, it is only five cents to send a meal, he works from school to nearly ten o'clock, and at most he only has twenty yuan in his account, which is barely enough for the two girls to eat for a day, Saturday and Sunday are better, but they are also very good.

It was soon time to pay the water, electricity and gas bills for the next month, and Luo Xiang began to seriously consider a plan to kidnap the owner of the electricity company.

The cold weather did not affect the enthusiasm of the square dance aunts in the slightest, there were more than a dozen dance troupes in a huge square, and the pedestrians came and went on the road between them, and the music on the left and right sides banged their eardrums together-

"When the sun came out, I climbed the hill, and when I got to the top of the mountain, I wanted to sing...... It's still early for the grapes to ripen, so what are you doing now?"

Apparently there is still more than a month before Valentine's Day, but for some reason there is a little girl selling flowers standing on the edge of the fountain pool. Seeing that she is wrapped thicker than Luo Xiang, there is no shortage of down jackets, cotton hats, cotton pants, cotton boots, and gloves, and she is a brand new set from head to toe, how do you look like a child from a big family. She neither sold nor begged, just stood quietly beside the two flower baskets, as quiet as a doll.

On the big screen in the square is Hu Ge's "Flying Immortals in the Sky". The three of them sat down boredly on a bench next to the grass. Fang Xiaoling muttered: "I knew I would have stayed at home, your square here is not fun at all, what is so beautiful about a group of old ladies dancing? It's better to have us there......"

An "old lady" who was less than forty years old happened to pass by, and when she heard this, she gave Fang Xiaoling a blank look.

"What's all the fun you have there?" Luo Xiang asked casually.

Fang Xiaoling rarely talked about her hometown, and Luo Xiang was really a little curious.

"Where are we......" Fang Xiaoling narrowed his eyes and said with a smug smile, "My people are all spirit spell masters, and when the festival arrives, everyone will run to the square together, light a bonfire, kill pigs and sheep, and then remove the bones. Manipulating animal ghouls is not the same as manipulating people, and young people who want to compete will control their skeletons to drill fire rings and jump arquebuses...... Finally, all the skeletons were lined up and entered the bonfire, and everyone ate the meat while sending them to heaven, hoping that they would go to heaven to say good things and bless us with good weather and peace in the coming year. ”

"Are you sure it's a good thing?" Luo Xiang was dumbfounded, "If they have spirits in the sky, they won't be able to wear your ancestors!"

Fang Xiaoling slapped him, and Luo Xiang still muttered to himself: "You guys call it a square, the slaughterhouse is not like you." ”

"That's right. Fang Xiaoling said suddenly, "Didn't you keep saying that you felt cold before?"

"Hmm...... It's just as cold in the heating room as it is outside, so it basically doesn't make a difference if I wear more or less. I'm used to it now. ”

"Then why are you still wearing a coat?"

"Are you stupid?" Luo Xiang glared at her, "I wear a vest and pants in the winter, so I can't be regarded as a psychopath?"

"What's that?" Fang Xiaoling shouted, "Didn't I wear a skirt every day before I bought a down jacket?"

"You don't need clothes to set off your mental problems. ”

Fang Xiaoling slapped him again, and then said, "I just figured out what might be wrong with you. Come, give me your hand. ”

As she said this, she took the initiative to hold Luo Xiang's hands. Suddenly, a warm current spread throughout Luo Xiang's body from the place where their skin touched, making him feel comfortable. It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and only a few seconds passed, and the little girl took her hand back. Luo Xiang suddenly felt empty in his heart, and he was silently chanting "I'm not Lolicon" while waiting for her explanation.

"How's it going, don't you feel warm?" Fang Xiaoling asked.

Luo Xiang nodded stupidly.

"Sure enough...... Fang Xiaoling said matter-of-factly, "This kind of cold is not the feeling of your body, but the soul. ”

"Soulful?"

"To put it simply, although I didn't know what went wrong that night, I recalled your soul back to your body, it doesn't mean that your soul and body have reintegrated. You can control it, but you don't go back to the way you used to be as a human. ”

Luo Xiang blinked his eyes and thought for a long time before asking:

"Are you sure you just prefixed it with 'simply'?"

"Idiot!" Fang Xiaoling scolded him, then sighed, "Let's make an analogy." The body of our ordinary people is like a coat that wraps the soul in it, which can ensure that the soul is not harmed by the evil spirit. Unlike you, your soul is now exposed, as if someone had wrapped a coat around you, so when your consciousness moves, your body can follow suit, but it doesn't protect you at all. ”

Luo Xiang was stunned and continued: "In other words, my soul is now sticking my coat to my back and running naked...... Damn, this is even more perverted than the average streaking method......"

"That's a good summary!" Fang Xiaoling leaned back with a smile, "If you meet a girl with psychic eyes, you have to slap you in the face!"

Luo Xiang subconsciously lifted his pants, and then remembered that this was useless at all. Tell me what to do, Luo Xiang didn't recruit anyone and didn't provoke anyone, and suddenly became an exhibitionist, and he was an exhibitionist in his soul......

"Eh, where is Sister Xiaobai?" Fang Xiaoling suddenly asked.

The two of them turned their heads around. Xiaobai was still sitting on the bench with them just now, but in the blink of an eye, there was no one in sight.

At this time, outside the field of vision of Luo Xiang and Fang Xiaoling, Xiaobai walked to the little girl selling flowers by the fountain. The little girl squinted at her, but she just squatted down with a smile, and picked among the little girl's baskets for a long time, and finally chose a bright rose.

"Help me wrap up. She said.

"Ten dollars a piece. The little girl rolled her eyes, "The packaging fee is two dollars." ”

"Please, it's cheaper. ”

"How much cheaper do you want me to be?"

"It's free. Xiaobai said without thinking, "Hurry up, wrap up! There are still thorns on the stem!"

“…… You're shameless. ”

The little girl glared at her for a long time, but in the end she relented and moved slowly. Xiaobai squatted in front of her, waiting for a few women beside her to chirp over, and suddenly asked:

"You're from the Cow Horse Group, right?"