Chapter 12: The Empty House
Song Jingxing looked at the kid combing his hair from behind.
Thinking of the little girl I saw in the morning, I had some doubts in my heart.
Could it be Brother Zhang's new occupant?
Brother Zhang is the son of Grandpa Zhang and Grandma Ding upstairs in Song Jingxing.
It's just that he hasn't lived here for a long time, after Grandpa Zhang and Grandma Ding died a few years ago.
He renovated the house and rented it to couples who came to work from other places.
I think this little girl is a new tenant.
"What are you doing?" Song Jingxing asked out loud when he saw her squatting there motionless.
The little girl, as if frightened, got up and ran upstairs.
Wellโโ, Song Jingxing also wanted to ask her if she wanted to play with Xiao Yan.
Most of the people living in this old community are elderly, and there are basically few children.
So Xiao Yan doesn't have any friends, and she is usually quite lonely, Song Jingxing wants the two of them to be friends, and they can usually play together.
I didn't expect the little girl to run so fast, and she disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Song Jingxing didn't care, returned to the house, put the Buddha statue that Sister Zhou invited back for him, and lit a stick of incense.
He didn't believe in these things before, but now he faintly believes.
Wu Yushu said that weirdness is born from human desires.
So as a god that has been worshipped for thousands of years, even if it didn't exist, it is estimated that there is now one.
So it's better to be cautious and have a sense of reverence.
After worshipping the Buddha, Song Jingxing continued his great cause of exchange.
He wants to increase his survivability.
However, the range of survivability is a bit broad, and it is not easy to define.
So Song Jingxing wanted to increase his fighting ability first, at least when he was running for his life, he wouldn't drop the chain.
But when it comes to fighting ability, there are too many virtual characters who have fighting ability.
Take Marvel as an example, Kim Ji, Punisher, Black Widow, Captain America, Black Panther, Deadpool, etc., except for superpowers, their fighting abilities are all first-class.
So there are so many to choose from.
On the contrary, Song Jingxing didn't know which one to choose for a while.
So the end result was abandoned.
Mainly because his remaining exchange points are not enough to exchange any of them.
Of course, it can also be exchanged as a percentage like self-healing ability.
But think about it, forget it, leave a little exchange point for backup, after all, as long as there are enough exchange points, it is more useful than any fight.
As long as there are enough exchange points, if you encounter an enemy, the opponent's life can be exchanged, so what more bicycle?
However, Song Jingxing spent 300 exchange points and exchanged his ability to play mahjong for the drawing skills of a comic master in the real world.
After all, this master has been playing mahjong for many years, and it is useless to have painting skills.
So Song Jingxing, who was idle, began his painting career.
He had already thought about the content of the comics.
It's a very heartwarming story.
A story that makes people laugh.
The story of a dad and a cute little piggy.
......
Song Jingxing is immersed in the world of comics, and time passes imperceptibly.
Da, da, grunt......
Suddenly, he was awakened by the sound of marbles rolling upstairs.
Looking up at the window, it was already completely dark.
Da, da, grunt......
There was another sound of marbles rolling.
But this time, Song Jingxing didn't care anymore, thinking it was the little girl he saw in the afternoon.
Song Jingxing put down the pen in his hand and stretched his waist greatly.
I'm going to get myself something to eat.
Although Song Jingxing has been single for so many years, his cooking skills are limited to the following noodles.
But over the years, it is also an old craft, and the taste is particularly good.
Song Jingxing added an egg to himself.
Halfway down, you can hear the sound of kicking outside the door.
This familiar rhythm, you don't need to look at it, you know it's a little kid.
"You little pig, didn't my uncle tell you ......"
Song Jingxing opened the door and found that not only Xiao Yan was there, but Sister Zhou was also there.
"Hey, Sister Zhou, come in quickly. Song Jingxing hurriedly let them in.
"Xiao Yan has to come to play with you, won't it disturb your work?" Zhou Lanxin walked in.
"No, but have you had dinner?" asked Sun Jingxin casually.
"I've eaten it early, what's the matter, you haven't eaten it yet, right?" Zhou Lanxin raised her eyebrows and said.
"Hehe, I'm too involved in painting to forget, I'm making a note. โ
"You play with Xiao Yan, I'll help you. Zhou Lanxin said and turned around to go to the kitchen.
The movements are familiar and natural.
"No, it'll be fine right away, you sit with Xiao Yan for a while, or go to my study, there are figurines in it, let Xiao Yan pick one to play." โ
"Huh, are you willing to give up your baby?" Zhou Lanxin was very surprised when she heard this.
In the past, Song Jingxing would never let Xiao Yan touch his baby.
"What's not a baby, now I can see it. โ
The reason why Song Jingxing said this was because they were all collected by him in the past.
And now, in terms of mental age, he has passed the time to be obsessed with these things.
"Then I don't want it, it's all something improper. โ
"How can you say that?"
Song Jingxing muttered.
But anime characters, sometimes there really aren't too many clothes.
So in the eyes of some people, it seems so unserious.
But while they were talking, Xiao Yan had already slipped into his room.
Song Jingxing said while scooping up the noodles: "You can take Xiao Yan upstairs to play, isn't there a child similar to Xiao Yan in Brother Zhang's tenant upstairs?"
"Tenant? The previous tenant had been out of rent for several months, and the last time I met Zhang Ming, he asked me to help him keep an eye out for where there was a rent. โ
"Huh?"
When Song Jingxing heard this, his chopsticks shook and he almost dropped the noodles on the pot.
Where did the voices from upstairs come from?
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing. โ
Song Jingxing didn't explain much, for fear of scaring Zhou Lanxin.
Song Jingxing's community is a seven-story small high-rise.
There are 14 units in one unit, with two doors to the other.
The house where Song Jingxing lives is Brother Zhang's rental house, and even the room type is the same.
As soon as Song Jingxing brought the noodles into the living room, Xiao Yan smelled the fragrance and ran out of the study.
Then he climbed directly into the chair and sat down, looking like he was waiting for the meal to start.
"This is uncle's dinner, besides, haven't you had dinner at home?" Zhou Lanxin said with a smile and a smile.
"But I still want to eat. โ
Xiao Yan stared at the boiled poached eggs in Song Jingxing's bowl.
"You kid, how can you eat so much?" Zhou Lanxin said.
"It's a good thing that children can eat. โ
Song Jingxing brought her an empty bowl and picked out the poached eggs in his bowl to her.
Xiao Yan was full of happiness while holding the bowl, thought about it, and pushed the bowl to Song Jingxing again: "Add some soup." โ
"Ha, you really know how to eat. โ
"Uh-huh, I'm number one. โ
Xiao Yan unceremoniously accepted Song Jingxing's praise.
Zhou Lanxin was laughing beside her, trembling all over.
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