"The clerk guessed right, the numbers that start with these four digits are usually used by us dead souls." Li Youfu nodded, affirming Liu Feng's guess, and then he said in a slightly anxious tone.

"Mr. clerk, I hope you can take care of my ex-wife's affairs, I can only stay in the yang world for three more days at most, and if I exceed the time, I will have to go over there."

"You're in the Yang Realm, and there's still a time limit?" Liu Feng asked with some curiosity.

"Of course there is, if there is no limit, the yang world is full of dead souls, wouldn't it be a mess?" Li Youfu saw that Liu Feng was curious, and without waiting for him to ask, he told everything he knew.

"As far as I know, after death, people can only stay in the sun for seven days, and after seven days, they will go down to report, if they are strong-willed and obsessive, they can stay for a longer period of time, but not more than seven hundred and forty-nine days at most."

"It's all about seven, what's the truth in that?"

"I don't know very well, according to what several seniors told me, when people are alive, there will be a change in the body every seven days, and after seven days, the blood cells in the body are almost replaced, and they say that it is the same after death, there will be a change every seven days, as for the specific change, I don't know."

"It seems that some of the things passed down by the ancestors really make some sense."

After listening to Li Youfu's narration, Liu Feng felt a little emotional, in the past, he was scornful of things such as the first seven days, and the excesses of seven seven and forty-nine days, but now listening to Li Youfu's words, it seems that there is quite a lot of knowledge in it, which involves the big secret of life.

"Okay, I'll help you with this tonight, just wait to hear the good news." Liu Feng and Li Youfu said goodbye, turned around and walked out of the alley.

……

"Mom, I'm back." As soon as Liu Feng went home, he shouted.

However, before he could hear his mother's response, he heard another voice.

"Ouch, isn't this Xiaofeng, I haven't seen him in a few days."

Liu Feng glanced at the living room, at one end of the sofa, his father was reading the newspaper, and next to his mother, there was an aunt in a plaid coat, who was greeting him warmly at this time.

"Hmm." Liu Feng replied without being salty.

He didn't have a good impression of the lattice aunt in front of him.

This aunt's name is Zhang Rong, she used to work in the same factory as his mother, her ability to do things is average, but she likes to compare very much, and her vanity is also strong.

She came to Liu Feng's house to visit her old colleagues, but in fact there was only one thing, to show off!

Showing off how much her son has a lot of money to make, showing what good things her son bought her, by the way, Liu Feng despised it for nothing.

After graduating, her son worked as a manager in a foreign company, and he could earn more than 500,000 yuan a year, although it was not a lot, but it was enough to despise Liu Feng.

Sure enough, as soon as I said hello to Liu Feng, this aunt began to show off again.

"Sister Lin, you said that young people nowadays are really lavish in spending money, just a few days ago, my son bought me a car, I heard that it is a famous brand in the island country, and it costs more than 200,000 yuan."

"You said that I have old arms and legs, even if I have a driver's license, I don't dare to drive, you say this stupid child, isn't this spending money indiscriminately?"

Aunt Lattice complained, but anyone could hear it, and she was so embarrassed in her words.

Liu Feng's mother sat next to her, and she didn't say anything, but she smiled in agreement, with a little embarrassment on her face.

Seeing that his mother was deflated, Liu Feng was unhappy and stepped forward to speak.

"Aunt Zhang, it's best not to drive if you don't dare to drive, there are many cars on the road now, if something happens, your son will have to spend money to buy you other things!"

"......" Aunt Zhang's face darkened.

"Poof......" Liu's father, who was drinking tea, almost squirted out the tea.

"Xiaofeng, how do you talk, it's not big or small." Mother Liu reprimanded Liu Feng a few words, and then apologized to Zhang Rong: "I'm sorry, Sister Zhang, this dead child doesn't pay attention to what he says, don't take it to heart." ”

"No, Xiaofeng also grew up watching this, how can I go to my heart?" Aunt Zhang pretended to laugh a few words, and then changed her words.

"However, Xiaofeng's character and temper have really changed, to have this kind of character, it's not easy to go out to find girls, now girls, the requirements are high, having a house and a car is the minimum standard, and you have to have a sweet mouth, you can coax people, just Xiaofeng's character, you can't scare people away when you go out."

"I'm also worried about this, big sister, do you have a suitable one over there, introduce one to my Xiaofeng." When it came to Liu Feng's marriage, Liu's mother couldn't help but feel a little sad on her face.

"Don't say it, my son really knows so many, he has to look good, he has to have a figure, and his work income is not bad, but people have a high vision, and his usual consumption level is also high."

"Just last time, I heard my son say that a few of their friends went out for a meal, and the money for drinks alone cost more than 8,000, and you said that your Xiaofeng was ......."

Aunt Zhang sat on the sofa and crackled with a smug face, Liu Feng didn't continue to listen, turned around and walked to his room, he was afraid that if he stayed for a while, he couldn't help but punch Zhang Rong's old face a few times.

When he returned to the room, the first thing Liu Feng did was turn on the computer and log on to a website called Yue Reading Literature Network, which mainly serializes some online novels and is very famous in the industry.

When Liu Feng is not working, he writes novels on it.

First, because of his hobby, and secondly, his salary is not high, and writing novels can more or less subsidize his family.

However, his talent for writing novels doesn't seem to be too high, and he has been miserable for several books in a row, and it is not until now that this supernatural novel is a ghost king in my previous life, and his grades have improved slightly.

When he is fine, Liu Feng likes to read readers' comments on the Internet, and when he sees good reviews, he can be happy for a while, but when he sees bad reviews, his face is not very good-looking.

Just like now, his face is a little dark!

"What the hell is this all about, author, did you teach Chinese by a physical education teacher?"

"Reading other people's supernatural novels, I'm trembling with fear, reading your supernatural novels, I'm trembling with laughter!"

"Seriously agree upstairs, this novel can laugh out of a pig in the middle of the night!"

"Trash novels, ruin my youth!"

"Go back and finish elementary school first, author, the novels written by the bricks are better than yours."

Looking at these comments that seriously distorted the facts, Liu Feng's face became darker and darker.

Is the novel I wrote so bad that I can even write better than I can move bricks?

"These readers, what level of appreciation, such a good-looking novel is depreciated for nothing, at first glance, they are here to deliberately make trouble, ban, all ban!"

In a fit of rage, Liu Feng immediately gave away several forbidden packages.

After the ban, Liu Feng still felt that it was not enough, put on a vest again, and posted several comments under the book, highly praising this work, especially praising the author's writing talent!

After doing this, Liu Feng felt a little more comfortable in his heart, and uploaded a big chapter, and was going to code another chapter, but at this moment he smelled the fragrance from the kitchen, and he was still worried about Li Youfu's affairs, so he decided to stop for a while, eat first and finish Li Youfu's affairs.

"And the show-off is gone?" Liu Feng walked out of the room and asked while helping his mother clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

"Leave early." Mother Liu smiled, and then persuaded: "Xiaofeng, you should be her face in the future, and you have to pay attention to what you say, so as not to make people unable to come to the stage." ”

"Can you blame me, her son buys a green onion, she can show it for three or four days, who can stand it?" Liu Feng pursed his lips and said.

His parents also laughed when they heard it, Liu Feng was really right, this Zhang Rong is really like this, she can make up some things to show off, not to mention that her son is mixing well now.

"If you want me to say, this person, sometimes it's fate, you said that if Xiaofeng hadn't happened six years ago, he wouldn't be worse than her son." Liu's mother said with emotion while eating.

"What about eating, what are you doing with all these old things?" Liu Feng's father's face changed slightly, and while picking up vegetables, he stepped on Liu's mother under the table.