Of course, Wang Sen just thought about it with a bad taste, mainly to see if he could brush the ghost and save the little uncle.

From ancient times to the present, there are many customs and taboos in rural China.

For example, if you don't have an umbrella in the house, you will see strange things.

For example, when you are walking at night and someone calls you, don't look back.

For example, don't knock on the bowl when eating, and don't stick your chopsticks upright on the rice.

For example, when walking alone in the wilderness, don't make a fuss when you see something strange, don't look at it with your eyes, and so on.

"Alas, I don't know how this little uncle was recruited?" Wang Sen pondered.

Thinking of his lack of "professional knowledge", Wang Sen planned to call out the painting spirit to ask, after all, the painting spirit is also an old age, maybe he can popularize common sense for himself......

"Painting spirit, are you there?"

"Kumamon, come out!"

"Wonderful frog seeds, your garlic has fallen!"

"Hey, come on, boss, what's the matter with me?" A Kumamon bear came out.

"Where did you learn all that messy accent?" Wang Sen was speechless for a while.

"Let me think about it, the owner of the last painting is Northeast Yin, the last one is Shandong, then Hu Jian, and then ......"

"Okay, let's change back to your original appearance first," Wang Sen interrupted his memories and instructed, "A few hundred years old, what kind of cuteness do you sell." ”

"Come on, boss," Kumamon disappeared suddenly, and an old man appeared in front of Wang Sen.

"Tell me first, how much do you know about this ghost?"

"All things in heaven and earth are born ......" the painting spirit came as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Getting to the point!"

"It's the boss, I don't know much," the painting spirit finally explained seriously, "I know that according to the ability of ghosts, they are divided into ordinary ghosts, fierce ghosts, fierce ghosts, ghost cha, ghost kings, ghost emperors, and so on. In addition to that, there are our spirits and so on. ”

After waiting for a long time, Wang Sen didn't hear the painting spirit continue, he just heard the classification of ghosts, and was interested, "What else?" ”

"No ......," said the painting spirit with a sad face.

"Damn, it's really not modest to say that you don't know much." Wang Sen was speechless, "What's the difference between a spirit and a ghost?" ”

The biggest difference is that the spirit can only be seen by some special people. Ghosts, on the other hand, can choose to be seen or hidden. However, some yin-yang-eyed people or Taoist priests can see invisible ghosts by special means. ”

Wang Sen nodded, he thought of Xiaoqian, a female ghost who fell in love with Ning Caichen in Chat Zhai.

After chatting for a while, Wang Sen saw that the painting spirit really didn't know much, so he asked him to go back to the flyer and continue to stay.

……

Returning to the familiar county seat, Wang Sen sighed for a while, where he grew up in school, everything is still so familiar.

Passing by the commissary at the entrance of the community, Uncle Zhang shouted to Wang Sen, "Yo, the college student is back?" ”

Wang Sen responded politely, "Yes, Uncle Zhang, I see that you look good!" You're getting brighter and brighter. ”

Uncle Zhang touched his head: "...... The lad is really good at talking hahaha. ”

Walking into the familiar building of himself, Wang Sen walked up to his home on the third floor.

Before he entered the door, he heard his father shouting, "Hurry up, the child's mother come and take a look." ”

"Look at this stock, I've been picking it for a long time."

"Look at the 5-day K-line trend, the bulls are up, and the volume and price are rising."

"Look at this Bollinger Bands again, it's already past the middle gauge, the horn speaks."

"Coupled with the MACD bottom divergence, the KDJ golden fork is about to rise!"

"Mom, you give me back the private money in my leather shoes that I confiscated yesterday, now is a good time to increase my position!"

Wang Sen: "Dad doesn't have a long memory, and he still hides ...... in leather shoes."

"Mom, Dad!" Wang Sen pushed the door in, "I'm back!" ”

"Wow Sen'er is back!" Wang Sen's mother was pleasantly surprised, rushed over and hugged Wang Sen, "Come into the house, mom made a few of your favorite dishes, drink two cups with your dad at noon, and rest at home for a few days." ”

Taking advantage of his mother's stall to cook in the kitchen, Wang Sen quietly asked, "Dad, are you still speculating in stocks?" All the scallops on Zhangzi Island have run away, right? Still holding it? ”

Wang Sen's father gave him a chestnut, "What do you say, stinky boy, that scallop knows to crawl away, but can't climb back?" ”

The lunch was very rich, because he knew that Wang Sen was coming back, his mother specially made a table of dishes, all of which he loved to eat.

"Come on, kid, eat this." Wang Sen's mother kept serving him vegetables.

"Mom, I haven't seen you cook this dish before, are you new?" Wang Sen looked at a plate of fried shrimp with chicken and asked suspiciously while eating.

"The new ones are the ones you learned from your father," Wang Sen's mother said as she picked up the vegetables with him, "The chicken and shrimp, plus the eight secret seasonings and side dishes, are very difficult to make." ”

"So complicated? Learning from Dad? When will Dad make this dish? What's the name of this dish? Wang Sen asked.

"The name of the dish is 8 stir-fried shrimp and chicken."

"Blind 8 fried ......" Wang Sen, "Mom, you are awesome!" ”

Wang Sen's father: "......", silently turned off the stock software on his mobile phone.

After spending a warm night at home, Wang Sen also revisited the villain books and novels that he used to particularly like. However, without the pressure of the college entrance examination, it seems that there is no longer the good feeling of secretly reading extracurricular books as before.

Early the next morning, Lao Wang took Wang Sen and got on the bus in the county seat and rushed to Wang Sen's grandfather's former hometown in the countryside, Xiaowo Village.

The bus bypassed the eighteen bends of the mountain road, and finally arrived at Xiaowo Village when Wang Sen was dizzy.

After getting out of the car, Wang Sen took a deep breath of air, the air in the mountains was still fresh! When did Jiangcheng PM2.5 ever fall below 120?

Casually looking around, Wang Sen found that the slogans posted at the head of the village were constantly keeping pace with the times. It should be because the village resolutely implements the "second child" policy above, and there is a slogan written on the wall at the head of the village:

"It is the unshirkable responsibility of the village chief to let the whole village conceive a second child!"

He walked to the village with Lao Wang, and after walking a few steps, he saw a group of people chatting around the door of a house, not knowing what they were talking about.

Seeing Wang Sen's father and son coming, an old man who looked like a village chief walked over, "It's Xiao Wang, right?" Are you back? ”

Wang Sen was wondering how the old man knew him, and Wang Sen's father had already nodded, "Hello village chief, I heard that the second child of the Zhao family suddenly became ill, so I rushed back to take a look." ”

Wang Sen: "...... It turns out that Xiao Wang didn't call himself. ”

"This is the dog, I brought him back to see it, he played with the dog when he was a child. What's going on? ”

"Well, it's a long story." The old village chief told me about the dog's leftovers that night.