Chapter 1 My grandmother is a monk
"Yang Busi"
This road seems to have no end, and the place of light is obviously not far, but Yang Busi just can't walk through. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info
The voice behind him never stopped, and Yang Busi wondered in his heart, "MBD Laozi, this is going to be popular, is it already so well-known?" ”
Grandma said that on the way back, there must be a lot of resentful ghosts and lonely ghosts, and they finally found a substitute for the dead ghosts, how could they let themselves go so easily.
"You can't turn back if you die," Yang Busi gritted his teeth and reminded himself realistically.
"No, I'm grandma, what are you running, come to grandma to hug me."
"Yang Busi, I'm Su Yue, why are you running so fast, wait for me."
"Little four, ......"
......
"The phone you are calling has been stopped, please recharge for him, please press one for the red envelope, press two for Alipay, press 3 for bank card transfer, the specific payment methods are as follows, please take notes, WeChat account *********, Alipay account **********, bank card number **********"
"Sorry,thesubscriberyoudialedisnotavailableforthetimebeing"
"Yang Busi, the old lady swears, call again, call again, and finally call again, and if you don't answer the phone, the old lady will ......" The girl stared at the phone in her hand viciously.
At this moment, before the broadcast, the phone rang first.
"The junior also has love, the junior also has love, and no one cares about the world of the junior."
The girl was stunned for a moment, took a deep breath and prepared for the next battle of words.
"What's wrong with Xiao San'er?"
"If you dare to call the old lady junior, I will beat your mother until she doesn't recognize you."
"What's wrong Yang Busan?"
Yang Busi is good at being a man, obedient and not tough.
"Where are you dead, I won't answer your phone for half a day. What's going on at home? I told you that my mother was going to bring the male god back today, didn't you promise me to clean up the house. What do you mean by a stinky sock on the coffee table, half a box of old yogurt, a T-shirt and four banana peels, are you sincere? ”
"Sister, don't worry, listen to me."
"Talk about a fart, what else do you have to say, now you know that you are called sister, right, let me tell you Yang Busi, you don't have to say anything, you ...... Hey, hey! ”
"Yang Busi, you bastard!"
......
"Your sister?"
Yang Busi glanced at Zhou Meili, and Erlang's legs were put on the table, "Under the whole world, except for Yang Busan, those who dare to speak to Lao Tzu like this have already died in the crematorium leading to tomorrow." ”
"Eh, what are you doing, there are a few meanings to say that things are always done." Yang Busi screamed and a kid jumped up from the chair.
"Hey, I said Yang Busi, you're just a bear. I don't know how many pounds or taels you have, look here. Zhou Meili smiled and pointed to the upper left corner of the live broadcast screen.
"See what?"
"Look at the numbers, look at it, 128634, how about it? A lot, right? ”
"Yes, much."
"So, do you think that this girl asked you to run to me in the middle of the night to really appreciate your half-baked artistic level, just your ghost story that deceived a three-year-old child and didn't work, do you think this girl can really expect him to attract fans and attention?"
"So what are you...... Amitabha, poor monks don't eat pork. ”
"Yang Busi, you are really a bear, I think you will live with your old Zhuhuang little sister for the rest of your life."
"Bang!"
"Eh, open the door, I have something to say."
"Squeak~"
"What's wrong?"
"I don't think you're right, art comes from life, and from this point of view, when it comes to ghost stories, Zhang Zhen's artistic level is not necessarily higher than mine. Also, my sister is only 25, her legs are longer than yours, her breasts are bigger than yours, her face is more beautiful than yours, and her nose and mouth have not been fixed at all. I'll just say you girls, squeeze your chest and show your legs to deceive the two old men, what can you show off, buddies are not good and serious 801 radio hosts, which is half-baked. I'll tell you......"
"~Roll"
A woman's eyes can really breathe fire, Yang Busi has seen it.
Yang Busi, whose real name is Yang Busi, has a sister who was not born to a parent.
Yang Busi and Yang Busan grew up in an orphanage, grandma is the director of the orphanage, and among all the children in the orphanage, grandma likes Busan and Busi the most.
This is something that is known when it is very young, but there is one thing that is not known and not known.
The orphanage used to be the old house of a large family, and the owner of the house, all the old and the young, died around 1930.
Yu Hua wrote a book called "Alive", in which there is a plot in which Fugui witnessed Long Er, who occupied his own house, being shot by the government, and was scared to pee his pants, and after running home, he only said one sentence to Jiazhen: "Thanks to Long Er who occupies his own house, I am the one who is robbed and killed now." ”
The life experience of the former owner of the orphanage, Yang Busi is not very interested in knowing, the only thing that is certain is that everyone who has died in this house is actually quite wronged.
They are the victims of reform, and there is a word called killing one hundred people, six billion people in the world, and you think about how many people must die to make these six billion people all stop.
So, peace really didn't come easily.
There was an ancestral hall in the orphanage, and Yang Bu entered it once when he was forty-four years old.
The ancestral hall was empty, and there was nothing but a covered red paper on the front wall.
In the entire orphanage, except for his grandmother, Yang Busi was the only one who had seen the red paper with his own eyes.
Therefore, Yang Busi was scolded by his grandmother for the first and only time in his life.
Grandma is an extraordinary woman who has never married or had children in her life.
Yang Bu was forty-nine years old when his grandmother died, and Yang Bu was thirty-two or twenty-four years old.
After the death of grandma, the orphanage also followed people to the empty building, in fact, there were no children in the orphanage before that, since that incident, grandma sent all the children except for the three to the welfare home in the county.
On the day of my grandmother's death, she was in a lot of energy, wearing a blue-gray robe and sitting cross-legged on a futon, and wearing a blue-gray hat on her head.
Later, Yang Busan said: "Grandma is a nun? ”
Yang Busi replied, "Monk." ”
Yang Busan: "Aren't all monks men?" ”
Yang Busi: "Whoever told the monks that they are all men." ”
Yang Busan: "It's all done on TV, and it's written in books." ”
Yang Busi: "Do you believe so much in what is shown on TV and written in the book?" ”
Yang Busan: "Well, what's wrong." ”
Yang Busi: "No, is it okay to ask you something?" ”
Yang Busan: "Say." ”
Yang Busi: "How much does it cost to broadcast a program on your news?" ”
Yang Busan: "Huh? Why do you ask this, people do serious news programs, and there is no such thing as paid insertion. ”
Yang Busi: "Hey, it's a pity. ”
Yang Busan: "It's a pity, why do you want to say it directly, if it's a serious matter, the old lady may be able to help you with a little bit." ”
Yang Busi: "Really, I want to broadcast a paragraph on your news." ”
Yang Busan: "Broadcast paragraphs, what are you broadcasting?" ”
Yang Busi: "I like a girl, I think if I can tell her on TV that I like her, he will definitely believe me." ”
Yang Busan: "Yo, what's the matter, the little brother's love has just opened." Haha, it's okay, it's wrapped up in the old lady. ”
Yang Busi: "Hey, forget it, forget it." ”
Yang Busan: "What's the matter?" ”
Yang Busi: "That girl, her brain is not very good." ”
Yang Busan: "That's it, it's not good for the old lady to give you any advice on this matter, this kind of thing can only be grasped by yourself, in fact, I think it's ....."
Yang Busi: "Yang Busan." ”
Yang Busan: "What are you doing?" ”
Yang Busi: "Get out of my room." ”
Yang Busan: "This is my room. ”