I couldn't speak, I really didn't know how to answer my grandmother's question.

Grandma didn't embarrass me either, and said, "Go upstairs, I'll go downstairs to the balcony to dry your clothes and sheets." If you are too lazy to do this, I will show you in my hometown and find a relative to help you with the housework. ”

With my grandmother's permission, I hurried upstairs. Pushing to the door, Zong Sheng just came out of the bathroom, wearing a pair of boxers, holding a towel in his hand, wiping his wet hair, and seeing me, he looked a little surprised: "Got the thing?" ”

"Got it." I replied.

He wiped his hair, walked to the small desk in the room, and said while wiping his hair: "Niu Lifan take it back to his house." ”

"Well, he's holding it."

"Tomorrow morning, we will go to the company to see the progress of Lingling Building, and then go to him to find him. Or do you go to work? He asked, looking up at me.

I walked up to him and said, "Zong Sheng, I'm sorry. ”

"What's there to be sorry for? It's okay. ”

"I mean, let's have children." I plucked up the courage to say it. Although I didn't want to have a child with him so early, I haven't even received my college diploma yet. After the internship, I have to go back to school to prepare for the thesis defense or something. But now, after listening to my grandmother's words, I suddenly feel that it would be nice if we could have a child. Not for their family's money. Always say what blood contract, Zong Sheng is a knife, I am a scabbard. But in fact, the reason why I can influence Zong Sheng is not because I drank his blood at all, but because he cares about me. He didn't tell me that he liked what I said, but I could feel it. If we have one more child, we will have someone who can influence him. If he is destined to be bloodthirsty in this life, wouldn't it be better to have one more person who can influence him?

Zong Sheng took the towel, looked at me, and after being silent for a while, he stood up, turned around and leaned against the small desk, and asked, "Why did you suddenly say this?" Because my grandmother promised to give you money? ”

"It's not!" I was in a hurry to explain, when my grandmother spoke just now, her voice was very low, but I didn't expect Zong Sheng, who was taking a bath upstairs, to hear it, and his hearing was really to the level of a perversion. "I just think ... I just thought that this time, if we really had a child, I wouldn't be very repulsed in my heart. Zong Sheng... ”

"Don't! Don't do it now! Zong Sheng slammed the towel in his hand on the desk, "I said not now!" ”

He didn't have any explanation, just such a firm refusal that made me look at him speechless. For a moment, the room was silent. Until I broke the silence: "Okay, don't. That Zong Sheng, in the bridge cave, it was Shen Jien who fought with you and fell off the bridge. "Only Shen Jien has this possibility.

"Yes." Zong Sheng sat down again, picked up the mobile phone on the desktop, and called Niu Lifan. But after the phone was connected, he quickly hung up, looked at me and asked, "Niu Lifan sent you back?" ”

"Yes, let's go to Mihashi, pull the bucket up, and he'll send me back."

"Who is he with?"

"No one, just me and him, he drove away alone." I wondered why Zong Sheng would ask that. "By the way, when I got out of the car, there was a phone call to him, and he called the person inside, 'Grandma', it should be a woman."

Zong Sheng put down his phone: "It's Shen Han, Niu Lifan is actually with Shen Han." His brow furrowed.

Grandparents stayed in this house for one night that night. Nagging and talking about our house, there is less of this and that. He also said that he would go and help us buy the missing things the next day. When Zong Sheng and I were eating the egg noodles where my grandfather lived, the two old men were there to list the things they wanted to buy. There are more than two dozen of them. The fact that there were only eggs and noodles in the refrigerator made them talk for a long time.

In the end, I didn't go to the internship and focused on being a housewife. Or let a relative from our hometown come and take care of us. Choose one of the two.

Zong Sheng is naturally opposed, he doesn't like those relatives in his hometown, he knows that he is a ghost fetus, and when he moves in in the future, it will inevitably be a little unpleasant. The kind of person you know the details, in the eyes of the elderly, that person who can't stay at home at all.

In the end, I decided to forget about my internship. The internship report can be signed to me directly by my grandfather. This semester will be at home until the New Year, and when I go back to school after the New Year, let's talk about it.

This uneasy day has finally passed, and I can finally lie in bed and have a good rest.

Zong Sheng lay beside me and said to me, "Does your stomach still hurt?" ”

So much happened, he even remembered this. I shook my head, his hand gently wrapped around my waist, didn't say anything more, rested his head on my head, and closed his eyes. He's right next to me. The heart that had been turbulent all day finally fell, and finally calmed down.

Early the next morning, Grandpa Zongsheng and Zong Sheng and I went to Zong'an Group together. Zong Sheng just showed his face, listened to their feedback on the progress, determined that the bidding meeting would start a week later, and left the company with me.

After getting into the car, Zong Sheng whispered: "A week later, Lingling Mansion will be mine." Find a good day to blast, and you can start arranging the formation. I'm going to see what they're going to do with the huge exterior shapes. ”

When Zong Sheng said this, the kind of pride in his tone was impossible to ignore. Zong Sheng is such a man, domineering in forbearance, and he will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals.

When we went to Niu Lifan's pawnshop, he hadn't opened his doors yet. If he is helping Zong Sheng now, he is already very profitable, and he doesn't have to guard the pawnshop, but it won't be that he hasn't opened at lunchtime.

Zong Sheng called in, and Niu Lifan came to open the door in a hurry a few minutes later, and the clothes on his body were not yet dressed.

When the quaint pawnshop door opened, Niu Lifan was carrying a bird's nest, the T-shirt on his body was still under the armpit, and his pants were buttoned up, but there was no belt. Shoes are still slippers, and there are eye droppings on the face.

Zong Sheng's eyes narrowed half-narrowed, and I asked in surprise, "Have you slept until now?" Chatted with Wang Gan last night? "When I got home, I still had to deal with Zong Sheng's grandparents, listening to their complaints for hours, and I could still get up, but he didn't even wash his face, and it was more than ten minutes after the phone call. For a man, from waking up to washing, ten minutes is enough.

"No, no, I, I, uh, early. That Wang Gan was still wrapped in a red cloth by me and put it in front of the God of Wealth. ”

After we entered the store, Niu Lifan closed the door. Zong Sheng walked to the God of Wealth, who lit the longevity lamp and burned incense in the store. In fact, the first time I saw this in his store, I didn't know it was the God of Wealth. Because I have the impression that the God of Wealth posted on the wall in my hometown is holding a big ingot, but this God of Wealth is holding a weapon. Later, Zong Sheng told me that it was the God of Martial Wealth.

On the offering table dedicated to the God of Wealth, there is a large red cloth bag, which can be seen to be the pulp bucket that we pulled up from the three bridges yesterday.

Zong Sheng was so fragrant, he took the red cloth bag to the table where Niu Lifan received the guests, opened the red cloth bag, and revealed the pulp bucket inside.

Actually, I took one look at the bucket last night and was completely frightened.

Looking at it now, because I was prepared and not so afraid, I was able to ask my question: "Didn't you say that it was completely sealed with cement?" How can you see clearly that it is a human head now? ”

Zong Sheng half-squatted down, looked at the small bucket, and carefully observed the human bones in the bucket, which made me pay attention to it. Following his example, he half-crouched down and looked at the human head in the pail closer.

Looking at it, as soon as I raised my eyes, I saw Zong Sheng's focused appearance, and then looked at the skull in the bucket, and couldn't help laughing.

He heard my laughter, looked up, looked at me, and asked, "What are you laughing at?" ”

I pointed to the human head in the bucket: "His cheekbones are also long. The same was true of the last time I met in that basement. Fortunately, your ghost face is quite handsome. ”

He just looked at me and didn't answer me.

Niu Lifan didn't know where he came from, and he was still washing his face with a towel in his hand. said: "The face is full of meat, this word is used to describe the sinister, cunning, ruthless and vicious person, which is very in line with the physiognomy characteristics of the ghost fetus." ”

"Zong Sheng is not!" I'm against it.

"I'll just talk about it casually. He is an exception. He has your blood pact, but others don't. ”

Zong Sheng stood up and said, "He was not sealed with cement, but with cement mixed with cinnabar, and his ears, eyes, nose, and mouth were sealed. The main places on his head were sealed with cinnabar, and Wang Gan mistakenly thought that the whole head was filled with cement. I was able to find him with the sand on the wall on the sixteenth floor of the Shane Hotel, and it was only because he had half of his head cut off, and his head was incomplete. The cement was not sealed, and the brain rotted away, leaving a breach in the closed barrier. ”

"Well, it's disgusting."

"It's all a fossil." Niu Lifan leaned over.

As soon as Zong Sheng looked up at him, he asked, "Who were you with last night?" ”

Niu Lifan was stunned for a moment, and after a few seconds, he smiled dryly: "I, who can I be with, there is no one else at home." I'm alone. A single dog. How do you ask this? He took the towel and spun it in his hand, just like someone else turned a handkerchief, and the droplets flew out. I turned my face away and shouted, "What kind of towel are you turning?" The water was all spilled. ”

"Huh?! I didn't turn! Oh, turn? No turn, no turn. I'm a cheap hand. ”