"Do you really believe that there are pig demons in this world. It's still a sign of you being in a hurry to go to the doctor. ”

"Yes. Why not. Otherwise. My son won't be what he is now."

"Boss Zhang. You're a parent. Your mood. Understandable. But it sounds. How ridiculous. Despicable. If. If there is really a pig demon. It would have taken the lives of your entire family long ago. Let you not go to Yellow Springs. And he became the lonely ghost. It can also make your son gender ambiguous. I don't know if I'm a boy or a girl."

"Little Master. After several years. I've thought about it for a long time. If only I could make my son get better and stand up like a man. I am willing to give up the slaughterhouse. May I be like the Muslims. Pigs are worshipped as if they were ancestors. And since. Do more good deeds. to wash away the sins of trying to harm living beings. Boss Zhang burst into tears when he spoke. Repeated determination. He only wants his son to grow up healthy.

"There is no end to the sea of suffering. Never too late to mend. Boss Zhang. Kindness in your heart. Sometime. You will be rewarded. ”

"Little Master. This is the birth date of all the ancestors and existing relatives. It's all on paper. You can show it to you. That's the problem. Let the children suffer this catastrophe"

Boss Zhang said and handed me a large stack of papers. It clearly writes the birth date and life deeds of his ancestors. and what existing loved ones do. This information can be described as very well written. It can be seen that Boss Zhang is also well-intentioned. Waste scheming.

I took the information in my hand and studied it carefully. No valuable clues were found. Looking at the birthdays of his ancestors, most of them are smooth and smooth. No surprises. It doesn't have much impact on future generations. Maybe it's because my Taoism is too shallow. And I didn't see too many hidden mysteries. If. At that time, we knew that there was a disease called transsexualism, and that was good. Of course. If there had been such a concept at the time. People won't invite me over. It's a waste of feelings.

"Boss Zhang. Your family's birthdays and natal characters are relatively soft and soft. It doesn't conflict with Ling Lang. In the next is not cai. I really don't see anything out of the ordinary. Sorry"

"The half-immortal said that it was the pig demon who caused trouble. Little Master, you vetoed it. And my family has been innocent for generations, and there is no problem. Then tell me, little master. What the hell is wrong with the child. It's hard to get a neuropathy. ”

"This. This one...... It's really hard to say" This question is still very tricky. How to answer that? It's harder than a fucking ghost hunt. Lao Tzu has never been so nervous even when he meets that powerful ghost. How could that be good?

"I was shocked to hear that the little master is a senior disciple of Master Shao Xingze. It must be supernatural. Mana is boundless. My old man, I beg you. Save my son. You can let me be a cow and a horse," Boss Zhang held my hands tightly and cried excitedly.

"Boss Zhang. Don't worry. I figured out that "I'm a little overwhelmed." Don't know what to do......

I was shocked to hear Boss Zhang's cry. The proprietress of the teahouse came over. She stretched out her arm with a sad face, and gently patted Boss Zhang's heartfelt consolation:

"My son's illness is not cured."

"Our son is not sick at all. He just felt like a girl. Why is this so? What have I done?"

"Last time. Why don't you come and tell me that it's a pig demon?"

"That's right. But this little master just said no," Boss Zhang pointed at me with some resentment. It seems like. As long as I say it's the pig demon who made trouble. It's as if her son will get better.

"This little master. You. Young. Grace to the world. You must save my godson," it turned out to be the godmother of the transsexual child. I'm afraid that the relationship between his godmother and his father is far closer than his own mother. Of course. That's not the point. When I was young, I wasn't interested in these male and female thieves.

"This eldest sister. I understand your feelings. But. This matter has to be considered in the long run. I guess I'd better meet this little brother first. After all, he was still so young. I don't dare to jump to conclusions. lest he be mistaken for life"

"It's fine. Maybe the problem is with the child himself. I should have thought of it a long time ago. I'll take the little master to my house."

At the strong request of Boss Zhang. I went to his slaughterhouse to find out what was going on. After all, nothing was found. Of course, I don't want to see bloody scenes. But. The sterile workshop inside really didn't let us in. At this time, it is necessary to go to Boss Zhang's house to meet his son. See what the hell is going on.

Boss Zhang's family lives in the suburbs of the county. It is a villa area surrounded by mountains and lakes. It's definitely the most lavish fucking mansion in a certain county. It's like a royal palace. rich people just enjoy it.

When Boss Zhang drove me to the villa area. The guards saluted. Then I got out of the car with Boss Zhang. Boss Zhang handed the car keys to a security guard. The security guard respectfully accepted the key. Then put Boss Zhang's car in the meeting garage. The butler service was absolutely attentive. I'm amazed.

Boss Zhang and I walked to the door of his villa. Looking at his family's rather magnificent and luxurious villa. There will definitely be a hole in it, too. I kept admonishing myself in my heart. You have to be careful when you speak. This is a rich man. Things are taken care of. Huge banknotes. If. If you don't get it right, you're going to get into trouble.

I was warmly invited into their villa by Boss Zhang. Just walked into the foyer. I was attracted by the antique furniture arranged inside. Carving dragons and painting phoenixes. It's magnificent.

Walk into the living room as well. All the antique furniture. With an antique feel. Chic. It's like dreaming back to the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Needless to say. This must be Boss Zhang's personal preference. But for me. Relatively depressing. But I don't think that's what Boss Zhang's son is asking. How can a boy who thinks he is a girl have a relationship with these families? Right.

I just walked into the living room and didn't stop yet. Boss Zhang's family came out to greet me. It's like greeting the God of Wealth. They were all busy greeting me. After my politeness. Boss Zhang's son came into my sight. That's right. I don't know if I don't look at it. I was shocked when I saw it. This little kid if you don't look closely. You can't tell he's a boy at all. He has a melon seed face. Fair skin. Dressed in pink and tender, she looks like a shy girl when she sees me. I'll take a look. This is not an ordinary situation.

"Little brother. Come. Come to my brother," I greeted him. Try his reaction.

"Hey. I'm a little sister. Not a penis. You're mistaken," he said, looking disgusted when he heard me call him his little brother. Followed by. Something unexpected happened. He actually hummed 'I'm a girl'. I'm a girl. Girls who love beauty. Cute schoolgirl. When I think about it later, I'm a little skeptical. The songwriter of Xu Huaiyu's 'I Am a Girl' is from this transsexual teenager. It made me have a rare and strange expression on my face.

"What's your name?"

"Zhang Duoer," he said delicately.

"Nonsense. Your name is Zhang Jianyi. When did you call Zhang Duoer? Who gave it to you. Bastard"

"Dad. What are you fierce? I hate the name Zhang Jianyi. I like the name Zhang Duoer. That's why it's called. Don't you think it sounds good. ”

I saw that Boss Zhang just wanted to get angry. I stopped it. Because. I thought to myself. If you annoy this transsexual teenager Zhang Jianyi. Nothing will be found today. Quick fixes are my style.

"Brother. Why didn't you go to school today?" I approached him again. Probe his mouth.

"Today is Sunday. Fools"

I heard embarrassed laughter. Depend on. Oh, Mr. Yin and Yang was made like a fool by him. I glanced at Boss Zhang. He hurriedly made amends. Say:

"Inuko. Young. Not sensible. Don't be surprised, little master. It's all because I don't have a good education. I'm sorry."

"Out of the way. Is there no taboo in fairy tales? A lot of the time. We adults always act stupid in front of our children. ”

"Little Master. That's angry. ”

"No, I didn't. I'm just telling the truth. Children have always been the mirror of us as adults. Reflecting the good and evil in our adult world"

"Little Master. It really confuses me."

"Sober people. Never confused. And the foolish are not necessarily sober"

"It's hard to be confused."

"Yes"

Just when I was wrapping Boss Zhang around. But a few minutes. The little boy, who called himself 'Zhang Duo'er,' actually ran into her sister's bedroom and ran out wearing a pair of women's high heels. I was dumbfounded. also provoked his second sister to chase him out and shout:

"Zhang Jianyi. Give me back your heels. Don't get me dirty. You little scoundrel. It was a birthday present from my mom."

"Sister. You lie. You said it. This. All I need is 100 in math. You'll give me these heels. I did. Why would you break your word. How can you do that. Second sister, you don't talk about credit."

"You go to find your third sister," his second sister scolded him.

Then. There was a little cute girl walking in the side hall. At first glance, it is Boss Zhang's third daughter. As soon as he appeared, he complained:

"Brother. Sneaking my clothes all the time. I can't find my clothes every day. Father. You're going to have to take care of it, too."

"I didn't. It was the third sister who said it. Her clothes are mine."

"Brother. Give me back your heels. Did you know? You're going to be laughed at. If you're a boy, you can't wear high heels. How you let your classmates see you. How can I play with you in the future"

"I don't care about that. Then you will treat me as a sister in the future. I'll be able to wear it."

"Dad," his second sister didn't know how to persuade him. I had to go back to my bedroom angrily.

"Return your second sister's shoes. What does a boy look like this?"

"I don't. Who makes me like it. Who would say no to what they like?"

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