Chapter Twenty-Five: A Visitor in the Middle of the Night

Xiao Ling hung up the phone with some disappointment.

That deliberate sweetness slipped down her haggard face and fell to the ground, shattered and disappeared.

That's obviously tears.

However, these tears did not help.

This money, which can obviously save the hotel from danger, is there, right in front of the eyes, it is clearly lit there, and in that system, it is also thickened and enlarged.

However, the number in front of you cannot be turned into cash in your hand.

It's an internal worry.

The siege and rumors that drifted away with the wind spread in the countryside again and again, attracting accusations and misunderstandings again and again, and the slightest carelessness led to the whole town and the whole town.

I don't listen to any explanation, and I just get crazier and crazier every time.

This is an external threat.

This heavy mountain, one inside and one outside, coupled with the "haunted" incident that is still fermenting on the Internet, has been promoted by batch after batch of Internet celebrities, and the impact is even greater.

This is the third mountain.

Overwhelmed. Xiao Ling also cried breathlessly.

It was almost evening, and the fifth aunt came in with a plate of food.

The rice is more fragrant than before, and the dishes are more hearty than before.

It seems that the fifth aunt is trying to find a way to solve the good rice and vegetables that she hoarded under this impulse.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ling, who had already picked up the chopsticks, burst into tears again.

The fifth aunt hurriedly reached over to help Xiao Ling wipe her tears, and her own tears were about to fall. The fifth aunt held back her tears, choked up and said, "Girl, it's not your problem." It's because my uncle and aunt are too greedy and have been doing a small business for half their lives, but they still fell into their own pits. Don't cry, come and eat. Otherwise, you see, your mother doesn't eat anymore. ”

Xiao Ling raised her head, and sure enough, her mother was holding the bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other, looking at Xiao Ling with a smile.

That's not going to work. If I kept crying like this, I would be better, but my mother was hungry.

Xiao Ling held back her tears, got up and took a pair of chopsticks, and handed them to the fifth aunt. "Auntie, let's eat a little together."

The fifth aunt took the chopsticks and sat down. "Your uncle is still in the store, and your aunt will go back and let him eat by himself in a while." Auntie eats with you. ”

The fifth aunt picked up the chopsticks, and the mother looked at Xiao Ling. Xiao Ling squeezed out a smile and said, "Mom, let's eat." ”

Mom lowered her head, picked up the food and stuffed it into her mouth. It seems that Mom is really hungry.

"Auntie, why are there rumors outside that I made more than one million?" Xiao Ling asked.

"Say anything, don't care what they say."

"It's all this dead Yang Guang, it's all his nonsense."

"Don't blame people. When we do business, no matter how big or small the business is, how much money we make, we can only know it, and we can't let people see it. "The chopsticks under the fifth aunt are seriously talking to Xiao Ling." You are still young, and your parents didn't teach you these things before, you should know. ”

"Hmm." Xiao Ling replied in a choked voice. In fact, this second turmoil was really caused by his own mistakes and stupidity.

Don't worry about this, after eating and putting away the dishes and chopsticks, Xiao Ling let her mother sit on the sofa and return to the computer by herself.

It was getting dark.

It's still so lively online.

The video that first discovered the "haunted house" has been quoted and diluted, and will only be used in those media reviews;

The first group of people who crowded the hotel, and the Internet celebrities who came from out of town a week later, their live broadcasts and Wilogg, filmed all the inside and outside of the small hotel and the town;

Room 202 in the back building, from morning to night, from inside to outside, the flower pot, the only flower pot with flowers in the back building, was edited by various styles of videos, spoofed by various grimaces, and set off by various sound effects, occupying the C position;

There are other gods, who have never been to the town, but from the materials of various Internet celebrities, they have cut the content and pieced together more bizarre and weird explanations, and even ...... Some people have made this a ghost game map......

This...... Who are these people?

Xiao Ling opened the broken system.

There are no new orders, no new news, only those evaluated content, which is being updated like a web novel;

And that money, the money that Xiao Ling is most concerned about, still shows that it has arrived.

Well, the most important thing is that the money arrives, and the most important thing is that you can't get it out.

If you can't get the money, the hotel can't improve, and there will be no rice oil at home.

It's sad to think about.

Xiao Ling didn't want to look at the computer anymore, so he collapsed backwards and played with his mobile phone.

opened the circle of friends, the number of likes of the previous two messages is still skyrocketing, and the comments are becoming more and more lively.

Xiao Ling didn't have any idea to reply, and he didn't have a state, so he ignored it for now.

Xiao Ling opened the chat page, the official account didn't want to read it, and those quick-melted chicken soup mixed with water couldn't save Xiao Ling's current anxiety.

Hey! Someone looking for me?

It's a colleague from the former company, Yeon-yeon.

"Ling Ling, there has been no news for so long, what's going on at home?" The time of the release was last night.

Uh, why haven't I read the news for so long?

"Hey, Yanyan, I've been busy for the past few days, I haven't looked at my phone, and I'm only seeing your message now. I'm sorry~" Xiao Ling added an expression.

Xiao Ling held the phone and waited for a while, but did not receive a reply.

Also, it's so late, people may be working overtime, or dating.

Overtime, hehe, when I was at work, I felt that I was being exploited by my boss when I got off work later. Now that I am the boss, I know that even if I work 24 hours a day, this work cannot be done.

Xiao Ling put down his phone and looked at the door blankly.

Some yellowish lights are trying to warm up on some cool nights.

It's just that this light is just shining fearlessly, and not even a single guest staying in the hotel can shine in.

Again, Xiao Ling's heart, like all the rooms upstairs and in the back building, was empty.

I don't know how long it took, my mother, who was sitting on the sofa, seemed to be yawning.

Well, it looks like it's late, let's rest. Anyway, there shouldn't be any guests today.

Xiao Ling got up and sent her mother back to her room to rest.

Xiao Ling took another look outside the door, and there were few stores with light left. The side streets were empty, and there was not a single person.

Xiao Ling turned around and closed the door, turned off the lights in the hall, and lay back on the bed.

Xiao Ling took out his phone. Well, Yeon-yeon replied to the message.

"Ling Ling, a courier will be sent to you in the next few days. It was sent to you by the company, so pay attention to it. ”

Express delivery? Courier of the company? What courier of the company?

Xiao Ling threw her questions to Yeon-yeon.

Waited for a while, but there was no response.

It's so late, Yeon-yeon should have slept too.

I guess she was just arranged by the company to inform me.

Anyway, sleep.

Put down your phone, put your arm back under the covers, and close your eyes.

The tiredness and tiredness of the day were slowly melted and dissolved by the warm quilt.

After a while, Xiao Ling fell asleep.

"Ah!!h

What was that?!

"Woo woo woo ......"

It was the woman's cry again, faintly, distantly, lowly, as if she didn't dare to cry out loud, and she couldn't suppress it.

It's panicking.

It's over, and I can't sleep anymore.

Today, I only cared about crying during the day, and I forgot to ask the fifth aunt which daughter-in-law was crying in the middle of the night.

"Do-do"

"Woo woo woo ......"

It's not right to cry today, why is there a knocking sound in the cry?

"Do-do"

"Woo woo woo ......"

One more sound. What's going on here?

"Who?!" Xiao Ling shouted. Half of it is to ask, and more is to embolden yourself.