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Looking at my nails, I felt masochistic. Suddenly it occurred to me that if I were to die like this, would they even shoot my corpse? Not necessarily, because they don't know that I have flower seeds in my stomach, and if I am buried in the mud, I will be like Jiang Lichen, I will become a flower pot and be reborn as a flower demon. Not right either. I'm botanical now. A tree can still survive if it is pierced by a bullet. Even if it is burned, it can grow out of the ashes. Maybe I'm so awesome now? Of course I'm not going to try it out as a joke myself.

Sometimes, the more we think about it, the better it gets.

Four days is time and that's it. Xiao Yan called me twice, Zhu Yilong asked if any classmates were willing to be tutors, and my sister sent me a message, that is, my dad was going on a business trip again at 16 and asked me if I had time to go home for dinner.

On the sixteenth day of the lunar calendar, I have to go to the primary school in the mountain village for a meeting, and I am ready to go to work, but I really don't have time.

On the evening of the Lantern Festival, Jiang Lichen followed me back to my house to have dinner together. It really responds to the idiom "fluffy and shining". That's what my mom thinks anyway. My sister and brother-in-law went back to my brother-in-law's mother's house. There are just four of us here, and it's easy and simple. My dad was about to go on a business trip, and he also asked Jiang Lichen: "Jiang Shao, when are you going to get married?" We're well prepared here. ”

Jiang Lichen turned to me without panic at all: "What do you think?" ”

This kind of problem becomes, let me deal with it. What can I do? Say a random time? All I could say was, "Dad, I'm still young, just in love." I didn't plan to get married so soon. ”

At two o'clock in the afternoon, I returned to the mountain village primary school again. Actually, I didn't feel much, because I was in my Chinese New Year's Eve, and I was here in the first and second years of junior high school.

During the meeting, the old principal was there to arrange the tasks, and I sat in my seat, sharpening my jagged nails with my nail scissors. In the past few days, I have been trying to hide these nails, but I have suffered a lot. My hands were poked a few times. Why didn't those masked men of number two and four appear again to deceive me?

When I wasn't the slightest bit unprepared, they showed up again and again. By the time I was ready to meet them, they were gone. This is very similar to what Liao Lao said. He said: I bumped into my in-laws while riding a donkey, but I didn't see them when I was riding a horse.

I really thought something big was going to happen. The nervousness, excitement and fear in my heart cannot be hidden. But in the end, I managed to register the students in the school. In fact, it is very simple to look at the registration form of the last semester and ask your parents if they have gone out to work and whether they are left-behind children. If the parent's mobile phone number has changed, it's OK.

The boy also gave me a boiled egg, saying that he had boiled it himself, and thanked me for saving his brother. His brother is fine now. The family also borrowed money from their uncle who lived in the county town to make a big full moon wine for their younger brother. is to flush out his younger brother's bad luck and let him be a good person in the future. It's the newborn who was poured a mouthful of dog blood.

On the morning of the 18th day of the lunar calendar, I rode my electric car to the central school in the township to count textbooks. In other schools, there are teachers who drive vans to pull new books, but in our school, there is no car to go. Just two motorcycles and my electric car. I still asked for a book pulled by a tricycle that runs around the village. I feel very embarrassed. Why is that village so poor?

We were lighting our textbooks, listening to the teacher's book next to us, and we were about to go somewhere. Before and after, it took a while to understand. It was one of the vice principals of the Central School, who died three days ago. I was going to have heart disease, high blood pressure or something. Three days ago, it was the Lantern Festival again, and it was another principal's meeting, and their relatives were still making trouble. After he took care of things, he returned home in the evening and sat at the dinner table with dishes and chopsticks. He just fell down and died.

Funeral today. Because it is in the township or buried, most of the people in the central school will send it off. After ordering the books, they were about to go, urging us to hurry up.

Finally, the textbooks are almost finished. All the schools in the village carried the books to the cart and scattered when they were ready to pull them back. Our little tricycle! I walked out of the conference room with the last dozen textbooks in my hand, and the birds flew in and pecked at the vellum all over the floor.

I looked at the little bird so cute, and there was nothing for it to eat in the conference room, so why did it peck at this brown paper? The general affairs of the central school who was in charge of the book distribution was closing the window, and if he even closed the door, the little bird would be trapped inside. It's a conference room, and I don't know if it will open tomorrow. The little bird was trapped in it for two or three days, and it was estimated that he would die. I walked in, waved my hand, and chased the birdie away.

The bird's claws flicked, revealing a dozen books under the vellum. I went over and saw that it was a sixth-grade Chinese workbook, and it was so blocked by kraft paper just now that I didn't pay attention to it. Everyone was busy sending the vice principal again, and they all missed a dozen books. "Boss, come and see, this is missing a dozen books."

As soon as I called that, the general affairs also came. Then call the schools and come back to order the last book. Or send someone tomorrow to collect it. He was busy on the phone, and I counted our books and went out to put the car in the car.

In the few minutes I was delayed, I saw a three- or four-year-old child on the playground, probably the teacher's child here, holding on to the little bird I had just seen. The child is not sensible, grabbing the bird, plucking the feathers alive. Let the bird scream.

I immediately exclaimed, "What are you doing?" Let go! Do you know how to love small animals? ”

The children scattered, but the three or four-year-old child, who didn't know what was wrong, took the bird, glared at me fiercely, and threw the bird at my feet. The bird was plucked and couldn't fly for a while, so it fell to its death in front of me.

I looked at it and felt a little bit different. Sensing that the bird had spirituality, it pulled out a dozen books to let us know that we hadn't finished the books. And now he was thrown to his death.

I crouched down to see if there was anything else I could do. The teacher at our school over there was already urging me to go back. I said that I have to take off my book when I go back, and I don't know what time I can eat tonight.

The electric car slowly returned to the mountain village, and it was dark. It was a few of us who unloaded the books and put them in the office. When I walked out of the office, I saw Jiang Lichen shooting in the dim light on the playground. His movements are standard and pleasing to the eye. And it's been a long time since I've seen him play. There are too many things to do, too many conflicts, and now looking at him like this, suddenly the mood is better.

When the other teachers left, I walked over and asked, "You're all here to play, so who's going to cook for me?" ”

"It's already ready, go back and heat it up and eat it. Seeing that you didn't go back so late, I thought something was wrong. ”

I stepped into my electric car: "Come on!" Chick takes you home. ”

He sat in the back seat, holding the basketball, his long legs had no place, he reached directly to the pedal in front of me, his two hands wrapped around my waist, directly in my cotton pocket, and his chin rested on the top of my head, in a very intimate posture.

I moved embarrassedly: "Don't do this, sit well." Let the students see that it is not good. ”

"What's wrong. Let's drive seriously. ”

When I returned to the Jiang family's old house, I pushed my electric car into the yard, but he didn't go to serve food, but watched me park the car and charge the car, and then asked me, "Did you encounter anything special today?" ”

"Am I innocent? When the coffin is opened, the physique of the zongzi will come out? ”

Jiang Lichen's expression obviously didn't understand my words. He said, "You have a lot of yin qi on you, but it's not the kind that hurts you. It should have just been touched. ”

I thought about it for a moment and told him about the bird. While eating, Jiang Lichen smelled a big apple and told me that the yin qi on my body felt like the yin qi of a dead man. I should have stepped over the brazier before I entered the house. But there's an enchantment, and it's the same effect as the brazier, which has shielded it out. Not a big problem.

"It's the kid who is really going to have an accident. During the Three Dynasties, some dead people would turn into animals and return to the place where they died, or look at the place they missed in particular. After reading it, you have to report to the city god. This animal can't be harmed, and if it hurts, it will affect its reincarnation. Do you know how much is implicated when the reincarnation of a dead person is affected? ”

"I don't know."

"I guess that little bird hates that kid to death now. I'm going to do it to that kid. ”

I approached him anxiously with the bowl: "What should I do then?" This kind of thing, abusing the birds, and causing death. I absolutely, it should be the teacher's good education, plus the matter of the parents beating him, it won't be to make him lose his life. ”

"Influencing the reincarnation of others is equivalent to influencing the life of others. He tore the boy's hair, cut his nails, pulled out a tooth, wrapped it in cloth, and took it to the man's grave to burn. It was the boy who paid for his life. Anyway, for three- and four-year-old children, in a few years, their teeth will still grow. ”

It doesn't seem to be a big problem, at least not dead. During this time, I have seen too many dead people, and this thing is still acceptable. But I'll pout and eat well. I don't even know who that kid is.

At night, Jiang Lichen said that he didn't like the yin qi on my body, asked me to take a good bath, and then left his mark on me. I also held his face with both hands and shouted, "Don't, don't leave a mark on your neck, I'm going to work tomorrow, and I can't let the children see it." ”

When he actually went in, I suddenly thought of a very serious question. I asked, "Jiang Lichen, don't move, wait, I'll ask a question." ”

His stoic look made me want to laugh. "You are a flower demon + an old corpse in the mountain village, and I am also a flower demon now. And I know that flowers are divided into stamens and pistils. Some can be fertilized with a single flower. You say, if you bloom a flower yourself, and then I look at the flower, it should be the wind as a matchmaker. I'll take a few breaths and see, maybe you're pregnant yourself? Or the worm is the medium, I'll catch a few worms, you're so fragrant...... Yes! ”

"Yin Xiangting, did you learn too well, or did you learn too hard. I'll let you help me blow a few breaths tonight! ”