When the taxi stopped at the north gate of the municipal hospital, Luo Xiang got out of the car with the girl and gave the driver a 100 yuan bill. However, the master looked at the two of them with neurotic eyes, and wanted to leave without saying a word. Luo Xiang hurriedly grabbed the window of the car and stopped him.

"Master, you haven't found the money yet!"

What are you doing, you don't have to look for money if you take a taxi with neuropathy, right?

The driver reluctantly shoved the change into his hand and accelerated into the eastbound traffic. Judging by his attitude, Luo Xiang didn't plan to tell him about the four finger prints he had just made on the outer frame of his car window.

It would take ten minutes to walk from here to Luo Xiang's house, and the girl still refused Luo Xiang's offer to carry her for a ride. It's just that this road doesn't look like the time to walk the mountain road just now, it's nearly eight o'clock, many people haven't eaten dinner yet, and the food stalls on both sides of the road are full. Luo Xiang led her through the middle of the road, and along the way her strange dress and limping appearance attracted the attention of many people.

"Why are they all looking at me?" asked the girl.

"Uh...... Because you're pretty. Luo Xiang said nonsense. After saying that, I couldn't help but regret it a little, wouldn't this seem a little frivolous? She wouldn't be angry, would she?

The girl just glanced at him lightly and said, "...... Boring people. "I don't know if he's talking about the spectators.

There is a spring water sheep soup restaurant at the mouth of the alley where Luo Xiang lives, and the owner's surname is Feng, and he has had a good relationship with the Luo family since the beginning. Boss Feng saw him coming from afar, and greeted him with a smile: "Hey, Xiao Luo, I haven't seen my skills for a few days, and I dare to take my little sister home?"

Luo Xiang responded with a smile, and suddenly remembered that the girl was still hungry, so he asked, "Is there any food you want to eat?"

The girl looked at him quietly, and the meaning in her gaze was very obvious - "You can do it yourself".

"Uh...... Uncle Feng, help me get a stir-fried lamb tripe, a pound of mutton, a minced eggplant, a fried pork in the snow, a shredded pork in Beijing sauce, a small crispy pork, a eight-treasure rice, and a honey mixed fruit......"

He paid attention to the girl's expression as he ordered, and it wasn't until he ordered the eighth dish that he saw the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, revealing a satisfied expression. This made him finally breathe a sigh of relief - eight dishes were worth two hundred yuan, and his wallet couldn't stand it if he ordered it again.

He finally added a pot of mutton soup, Uncle Feng gave him an "OK" gesture, and said with a smile: "Wait at home with your little girlfriend, I'll send it to you when it's ready!"

"Girlfriend?" the girl muttered in confusion, and Luo Xiang quickly pulled her away.

Luo Xiang's house has the largest and most imposing red courtyard gate in the entire alley, although it is useless. People and bicycles can come out of the small doorway, while motor vehicles ...... He doesn't have it at home. Of course, he has only been employed for three months, and he is a local high school teacher, and he was not pulled by Ma Yun's father to be the vice president. If he really wants, he can borrow money to buy four wheels in a few months.

On these two gates, you have to spend a little more money to buy the largest couplets during the Spring Festival, otherwise it will not be enough to match. Why didn't Pan Changjiang marry Yao Ming? The main reason was that the size difference was too great to be worthy of going together. In addition, because it is more conspicuous, it is often the target of small advertisements and spray paint, and now it is about to become a painted door. Once, Luo Xiang spent the whole day repainting the door, but when he went out the next day, he found that it had been made to look like the Berlin Wall. Luo Xiang immediately made a stupid decision, he decided to hide in the corner of the door at night to see who was destroying the door of his house, but he accidentally fell asleep by staring at it. When he got up on the third day, he found good news and bad news, the good news was that there was no more small advertisement on the door, and the bad news was that he had two stickers on his face.

The one above reads: "Ancestral old Chinese medicine, specializing in psoriasis".

The next one reads: "Ancestral psoriasis, specializing in the treatment of old Chinese medicine".

After that, Luo Xiang lay in bed for a week - not angry, he found out that he was allergic to paint.

Now the courtyard gate of Luo Xiang's house has become an iconic scenery on this alley. In the past, some illiterate foreign tourists regarded this as the unique culture of the Far East, and had to take a photo with the owner Luo Xiang. Luo Xiang is also half a bun, and he was sandwiched between a foreign couple to take a group photo, which is enough for him to blow for half his life. It's a pity that after the photo was washed out, he felt a little shameless.

On the left side of the background is written: Invoicing on behalf of others, on the right side is written: Monopoly on counterfeit drugs, and the horizontal batch is on Luo Xiang's head: Please find XXX for the treatment of infertility...... Luo Xiang was a little worried that the leak of this photo would cause diplomatic problems.

All in all, in short, there are countless stories about these two broken doors, if anyone wants to see it, let's go back and publish a special book "Dream of the Red Door" or "The Big Red Door". I won't talk about it here, it's all a few hundred words, and if I don't return to the topic, someone will abandon the book again.

Luo Xiang was about to take the key to open the door, but saw the girl take out a piece of talisman paper from her arms and stick it on the door.

"What are you doing here?"

"Set up a formation, lest anyone sneak up at night. The girl replied briefly.

Luo Xiang suddenly remembered the trick she made last night, and a slap of her hands could make this yellow paper burn, and she didn't know how long she had practiced this trick and how much tuition she had to pay to learn it. His eyes widened to see how the girl had done it, and then he saw her muttering a few words, and then took out one from her bosom - a lighter?

With a "click", the rune paper ignited, and in a blink of an eye, it burned to ashes. The girl clapped her hands: "Okay, open the door and go in." ”

Luo Xiang was dumbfounded: "Wait a while! You're not right! How can you use a lighter?"

The girl raised her chin: "...... Why, using a firearm is still sexism? Is this only for you men?"

"It's not...... That's not what I meant!" Luo Xiang's face wrinkled like an old eggplant, "I mean...... What about that trick you did last night? The one that burns me all over my body with a 'snap'? Why don't you use that?"

“…… Because I'm hungry. Do you have any questions?"

In the girl's stupid gaze, Luo Xiang shook her head, opened the courtyard door and led her in.

Not only the courtyard gate, but the girl seemed to be very concerned about the safety of her surroundings. She pasted another piece of talisman paper in the middle of the courtyard, in the corridor on the first floor, on the staircase on the second floor, and on the balcony, and each time she took it out of her bosom and lit it with a lighter. Luo Xiang watched her take out the talisman paper from her chest, which was as flat as a board, again and again, and didn't know how she did it. Could it be that the girl's chest is all four-dimensional, or does she have a legendary attribute that is even rarer than the airport - the collapse of the airport?

His instinct told him that he would be beaten up if he asked such a question, so he sensibly gave up on the inquiry.

When all this was done, the girl followed him into the living room of the main house. She looked around, her eyes sweeping every corner of the room, the sofa, the coffee table, the walls, the floor...... Nodding his head lightly as he watched. It seems that she is quite happy with the living environment here.

Finally she stood next to the TV, pointed to the widescreen flat-screen TV, and said, "I know this, there are people acting in it." ”

Huh?

Luo Xiang heard a sense of erudition and wisdom in her tone, and she didn't know where she got this kind of mysterious confidence.

Then she pointed to the computer in the corner: "I also know this, I can buy a train ticket." ”

Belch......

Is this girl a Mayan or a cave man?

After showing her wealth of knowledge twice, she finally sat down on the sofa and said the third sentence:

"When are we going to eat?"

"Uncle Feng will deliver it immediately. Compared to that ......" Luo Xiang decided not to investigate her background first, he moved a small stool and sat down opposite the coffee table, stared into her eyes, and asked in a very serious tone, "What did you mean by saying in the car, I am already a dead man?"