224. Be a Death Squad

After lying down for a few days, Professor Shi's body lit up with a red light. After all, when you are old and fall down suddenly, even if you wake up, all kinds of small problems will pop up. As soon as I opened my eyes in the afternoon, I had a high fever in the evening, and the doctor hurriedly used medicine, while rejoicing: "I finally got sick!" ”

Sometimes the disease is hidden but it is not easy to take medicine, and the disease can only be treated, otherwise it has been a low-grade fever and coma before, and even the medication must be cautious.

Professor Shi had a toothache when he had a fever, and his tonsils were swollen like walnuts, and it took five minutes to say a word to his wife, which was reassuring.

Qin Qing has been accompanying him, and at seven o'clock, he was rushed home by his wife and Professor Shi hand in hand.

"Don't go back to your dorm, go home and rest." The lady said, "I'll call someone to see you off." "When Professor Shi fell ill, she had no master and couldn't remember anything, and when she woke up, she was fine here, and she called Xu Hanwen without waiting for Qin Qing to agree, and asked him to send Qin Qing home.

Xu Hanwen was taken aback, he hardly goes to school now, he is bent on taking the public examination, and he doesn't know about Professor Shi's illness at all! When he hurried over, Professor Shi was talking to Qin Qingbi.

Professor Shi asked Qin Qing to take a vacation, so he didn't have to go to class for the time being, and he would rest first. The old gentleman couldn't speak, the person burned like an electric heating bag, and he also pitied the students "You don't look good"

Qin Qing had no choice but to nod his head when he was told, and when he saw Xu Hanwen arrive, he rushed to the professor's bed: "Professor! Are you okay? How could it be sick? When did you get sick? How I don't know! Why didn't you call me? Kodaka: They'll be there soon! Not only did he come by himself, but he also informed the other classmates, all of whom were Professor Shi's protΓ©gΓ©s.

The senior wife put on a posture and dragged Qin Qing over and handed it to Xu Hanwen: "Send your junior sister home." "I also called the other students who got the news and wanted to come, so that they didn't have to rush, Professor Shi just woke up today, he wants to rest, he wants to come to see him, please come back in a few days. She pushed Xu Hanwen and Qin Qing out of the door, sent them to the elevator, and told Xu Hanwen to send Qin Qing home well and see her enter the house with her own eyes! Thanks to Qin Qing by her side in the past two days, her wife was grateful to her from the bottom of her heart.

Xu Hanwen was repeatedly told by his wife and promised: "I will definitely hand over my sister to her parents with my own hands!" ”

"Still kidding!" The master patted him gently, and asked him to leave quickly with love and disgust.

Xu Hanwen hurriedly said: "I'll come over tomorrow, early in the morning." ”

Qin Qing put the knife in his bag and carried it, along the way, Xu Hanwen asked about Professor Shi's condition, the two of them transferred to the bus and took the subway and then took No. 11, dutifully sent the person downstairs, and then remembered and asked: "What do you have in this bag?" Mentioned all the way. What he didn't say was that it was like having a million in his bag.

Qin Qing: "Knife." ”

A passing man hurriedly lowered his head and quickened his pace.

Xu Hanwen was first startled by the cool sentence "knife", and when he came back to his senses, he found that he was being treated as a nervous disorder by passers-by, and he was speechless for a long time, and after recovering his tongue, he asked: "What knife?" Antique? ”

"Kitchen knives." Qin Qing counted the age of the knife, "It's not an antique, it's just a hundred years of history." ”

"That's the owe point." Those who engage in their business are not too young for more than 200 years. Xu Hanwen waved his hand, "Go up, I'll wait downstairs, and I'll call me when I come home safely." ”

Qin Qing didn't come back too late, Qin's mother said, "It's a coincidence that you came back, there are freshly cooked chestnuts at home." "Tonight's freshly cooked porridge also has water chestnuts added to it." On the way back, I saw someone selling a cart, so I came back with a bag. ”

Qin Qing saw that there was something to cook and eat as a snack, so he took a bowl and brought it to the bedroom, took out the knife first, put it on the bookcase, and thought about going back to get a knife holder.

Although this kitchen knife is fierce, it is upright, and it has the effect of warding off evil spirits at home.

But with her, there are no evil things in the house.

It just so happened that Qin's mother came in to change the quilt cover for her, "You haven't changed it for you if you haven't come back for a few days, and you have changed it to sleep." "When I saw the kitchen knife at a glance, I got my hands on it! I immediately liked it, "What a good knife." How do you put it in the house? Mother Qin glared and took the kitchen.

Qin Qing didn't have time to open his mouth at all, and when he followed, he saw Qin's mother take out a soaked bare chicken from the basin, "It just so happens that I was about to clean up the chickens, and the knives at home are not fast." You bought this knife new, right? ”

"Old knife." Qin Qing hurriedly said.

"At first glance, it looks like an old knife, and the blade is new." Before Mother Qin's words fell, as soon as the knife went down, the chicken was split in half, "This knife is really good!" It's like cutting tofu! Qin's mother also asked her to come and see, "Look, how clean this bone is." If you want to say that this is a knife, it is still a knife made by an old craftsman. Then she clicked a few times, and a whole chicken was stamped into an even chunk, "That's fast." Mother Qin also sighed, pouring oil and stir-frying incense while setting up a pot.

"Mom, what are you doing?" Qin Qing saw Qin's mother rushing the knife under the water, and there was not a trace of blood stained, and then she casually put the knife on the shelf, she had been worried about it just now, and was about to secretly take the knife away again when she saw Qin's mother pick up the board and pour it into the pot, with a thud!

Mother Qin covered the pot, freed her hands to cut the shiitake mushrooms and green peppers, and said, "I'll cook a dish for you, and then steam some rice." ”

Qin Qing's saliva overflowed.

…… Think about it again, how can this kitchen knife be put on the bookshelf and make the best use of it in the kitchen? If the knife had a spirit, it would have wanted to stay in the kitchen.

The news of Professor Shi's hospitalization finally spread throughout the school, and the wards were filled with students visiting the hospital every day, filled with fruit baskets, flower baskets and gifts.

Qin Qing felt that those two days were even longer, and now that she could sit there and chat with students for fifteen minutes every day, she felt very good.

My wife was also in a good mood, and when she saw Qin Qing coming, she "drove away" her, telling her to go to class to do her homework and not come to the hospital again.

"The hospital is not a good place, and it is not good for people who are not sick to come too much." My wife said that she now wears a smile every day, and Professor Guan Shi is more strict.

Professor Shi told Qin Qing that after he was discharged from the hospital this time, he would only take one student with him every year. "After this class is gone, I will have only one student left, and I will accept you after I send you away."

Qin Qing felt that she couldn't afford Professor Shi's love, she didn't have much talent in academics, it was a complete accident that she would enter this industry, and so far, the direction of her research is also very biased, and she can't get results.

Professor Shi told her not to be burdened, "What is a grade?" You want good grades, and by the time you get your paper, I can find you a bunch of people to attach your name, what's that? ”

Professor, you don't seem to be right.

"Mr. Dai...... It is the husband who taught me, he is a teacher of all kinds, as long as he has the heart to learn, he will teach. Professor Shi smiled bitterly, "I'm not like that. That's the only thing I don't learn from my husband. I have to pick students, there are students, what students want to learn, what I teach. Therefore, among his students, there are fewer people who are anti-bone, and even fewer who have to bite the professor on the contrary. In his life, in fact, there are not many people who really learn from Mr., but the most proud point is to look at people, which is what Mr. did not teach and will not.

Sir is a noble man......

Professor Shi closed his eyes tightly, and when he opened them again, he had already regained his calm, and he asked Qin Qing to find some books to read. "You can't go a day without reading, go find some books that interest you to read, there are good books to recommend to me, we can study together, lest my bones lie stiff on the hospital bed."

Qin Qing got Professor Shi's words, and was "driven" by his wife for four or five days, plus Professor Shi has too many guests now, so she went to add to the chaos, so she turned around and went to the library to find a book.

Is there anyone in the world who can spend his entire life reading all the books that interest him?

Qin Qing let out such an emotion when she stood in the school library, because she felt that it was already a great achievement for her to be able to read the whole library in this library.

Now she and Si Yuhan happen to be companions, but compared to her ease, Si Yuhan is a little too hard.

Seeing that Si Yuhan was struggling to write, Qin Qing went to buy two cups of coffee.

"Thank you." Si Yuhan took it, "By the way, my cousin asked you about it." ”

"What do you ask?" Qin Qing thought of that cousin who was a bit of a two, two to two, and he was still a good person.

"Do you know how to be psychic?" Si Yuhan said.

"How about it? What if it won't? Qin Qing asked.

Si Yuhan wrote for a while, couldn't hold it back, looked up and said, "Okay, I'll sue you, you are not allowed to laugh!" ”

"I don't laugh." Qin Qing took a deep breath, she felt that what she heard next might really make people laugh.

She'll hold back.

To put it bluntly, it is also very simple, that is, there is more money, less things, and idleness.

The vicinity of Si Yuhan's grandfather's house used to be the suburbs of the city, and he could go into the city to sell vegetables by driving a small tricycle. There are several villages nearby, which used to live by farming, and the most promising thing in their village at that time was to go to work in the city, even if it was to open a small restaurant in the city, they were doing business, and they were envied by the people in the same village.

Si Yuhan's mother was also a member of the city back then, she was a female worker, and almost all of her brothers and sisters were workers, and the living conditions of the family at that time were also very good.

Later, the society developed too fast. First, the whole family was laid off, all of them lost their jobs, and then went to farm? All the land was taken away by the village, and their family had long since lost their land, not to mention that no one in the family knew how to do farm work. There are many people like them in the village.

But within a few years, their village will be connected to the highway!

And then it's the money that I've never seen before.

Under the ups and downs, even if the people in the village have money, they are very careful. All they can think of is buying a house, buying a shop in the city, and earning rent!

And then still live in the village.

Si Yuhan's grandfather's generation, as before, is still wearing clothes that can be covered for twenty yuan in the bazaar, Adidas's sweatpants and sneakers.

Si Yuhan's mother occasionally buys donkey cards and uses fairy water.

The fastest to accept "I'm rich!! This consciousness is the third generation, that is, Si Yuhan's cousin.

It's a pity that there are two layers of elders on it, no matter how much bank deposits there are, the family still has three meals of white noodles a day, but there is meat and fish, which is all made black, and my cousin dislikes it, so his mother has a black face: "What are you eating?" Your mom won't do it! ”

My cousin doesn't have any money in his hand, he only has pocket money, and this pocket money is given by his mother, and he gives twenty ...... each time

The cousin wanted more, and the continued to black his face: "Twenty is not enough? Twenty yuan is enough for you to smoke the Yellow Crane Tower! ”

My cousin's mother's attitude towards giving men pocket money is to smoke, so twenty yuan is enough to buy a good pack, and that's fine. Is there anything else in the village where there is anything else to spend money on? What should I do if I give too much to find a young lady? If you get sick again, you have to treat it!

Life in the village is very calm and boring, and the leisure and entertainment are also very simple and straightforward. After moving here from the village to demolition households, a massage street appeared next to it! I don't know if these farming backgrounds have such delicate living needs.

However, business is good, and at night there are eye-catching large light boxes on the street.

The men of the village also gamble for a small amount of money, but they do not bring children to play. They all know each other from all over the country, and they play with the children here, and the children's families will come after a while, and it will not be good to fight.

"So, he's usually quite empty." Si Yuhan said.

"You've laid so much groundwork, I understand, what stupid thing is your brother going to do?" Qin Qing asked directly.

"He's having fun with his guys and wants to go to the highway intersection to summon spirits." Si Yuhan covered his face.

I don't have a face to see people!

Qin Qing was stunned.

"Tired of it?" She glared at Si Yuhan, "Why don't you stop it?" "Is this a joke? It's quite innovative, go to the highway intersection to recruit.

Si Yuhan leaned on the table: "I stopped it, can I stop it?" I only realized that this was not the first time, this time he wanted to call the two of us to go, so he told me. ”

Qin Qing thought about it, there was no solution to this matter. Before the accident, everyone thought that the accident would not happen to them, and when they thought about it after the accident, they wanted to strangle themselves to death at that time. The problem is that now, Si Yuhan can't stop it, because they don't believe that something will happen to them. Even if she stopped her, these people wouldn't believe it.

"If something happens," she said.

Si Yuhan looked up expectantly.

"That's what they deserve." Qin Qing said.

Si Yuhan told Qin Qing that he also wanted to find a way for her, "Is there no way to avoid it?" Do amulets work? ”

Qin Qing shook his head: "I don't know, I haven't used the talisman." But I think that since I can go and ask for the amulet, I just don't do it. "If you want to do it, you have to bear the consequences.

Si Yuhan said: "Actually, there may not be an accident, they have been there several times." ”

Qin Qing thought about it, how could he hit a ghost so easily?

"This time it will definitely work!" Huang Shan said, "There have been deaths at this intersection!" Sure you can get it! He looked at the intersection, and the red purple sky was slowly pressing, and the clouds were dyed the color of the setting sun.

The intersection in front of it branched off, and it merged into one here, because there was no road sign to warn, so occasionally there would be cars that could not see clearly that there was also a lane next door and crashed together.

"You said that!" Lu Wei lit the incense and threw it on the ground, "Please don't come to your business again!" ”

Some of the other boys lit incense, some burned yellow paper, and threw it at the intersection, and gradually, the green smoke gathered together and spiraled into the sky. Paper ash is like a gray butterfly, fluttering.