46.Chapter 46 Chapter 0046: Adventure to worship the underground mentor

"People have apologized to you, why are you still angry? Pen %fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info poetry, I remember when you were in junior high school, you were never angry with me. How did you grow up and become small-bellied? Qu Hui said angrily.

"Hee-hee... Who said I was angry? I'm joking with you. I smiled and said to Qu Hui, "Come, you sit on my lap." ”

"You're really not angry?" Qu Hui sat on my lap with one arm around my neck.

"Of course it's true. To be honest, when I'm angry with you, I'm as angry with myself. You say, "Am I so stupid?" A few good words from me immediately made Qu Hui happy.

"Tell me quickly, what is the idea, don't say anything else, beware of making my hair turn gray. If my hair turns gray and Liu Xiong dislikes me, I will rely on you. Qu Hui said, brought her lips up, and gave me a fragrant kiss.

"Then I'll tell you. ”

"Anyway, who didn't gag you. ”

"Qu Hui, I have promised to buy a box of Wuliangye wine for your cousin, tomorrow evening, let's go and send wine to my cousin, what about you, by the way, fry a few dishes that my cousin likes to eat, during the meal, I put a little sweat medicine in my cousin's wine, and when my cousin was turned over, I stole the key to the morgue, helped the headless male corpse remove the charm on his forehead, and when his life was restored, he pasted the charm back. In this way, people do things without knowing it, and the ghosts do it unconsciously. Look, what's my idea?" I said slowly.

"Shiwen, do you have sweat medicine?"

"Yes, I made it myself, and it not only has a good effect, but also has no side effects. Let me tell you: My sweat medicine is made of plants, a pure natural green medicine. I exaggerated.

"Shiwen, do you still make sweat medicine?" Qu Hui asked in surprise.

"I imitated the recipe in the old book and tried it more than a dozen times before I succeeded in making it. I boasted.

"Shiwen, why are you studying Menghan medicine? Could it be that you want to do bad things?" Qu Hui asked suspiciously.

"Mom, you're thinking bad about me again. I sank my face and said unhappily.

"Shiwen, you study this play, you have to make me think about you in the worst way. Think about it: If you don't want to do bad things, why do you boil sweat medicine?" Qu Hui asked confidently.

"Oops! You've misunderstood me. The so-called sweat pill is actually a sleeping pill. As for me, I had insomnia for a while, and the doctor prescribed me sleeping pills, but I didn't dare to take them for fear of side effects. Later, I thought: in ancient times, there was no Western medicine, and sleeping pills must have been made of green plants, so I read many ancient books. Of course, these ancient books have not been unearthed for a long time. The hard work paid off, and one day, I finally found this recipe. "I told Qu Hui the ins and outs of making sleeping pills.

"Oh, I see. However, is there any danger in this medicine you made?" Obviously, Qu Hui was afraid that my sleeping pills would make my cousin unable to sleep.

"Don't worry about this. I tried the sleeping pills I made n times by myself, and it was absolutely fine. I said it categorically.

"Can you guarantee it?" Qu Hui was still a little worried.

"If I don't believe me, I'll go home and get it right now, eat it in front of you tonight, and then I'll sleep with you so you can see the effect with your own eyes. I said with confidence.

"Shiwen, I'm worried that something will happen, and then a big disaster will come. Besides, my cousin is in his 60s, and if there are three long and two short, you and I will not be able to explain it. Qu Hui said.

"Qu Hui, of course I know that this is a powerful relationship. If something really happens, it won't just be a problem that I can't explain, and when the time comes, I will have to bear legal responsibility, or at least I will have to bear the charge of manslaughter. "I'll be frank.

"In that case, don't give my cousin sweat pills. Qu Hui said timidly dissuasion.

"Qu Hui, although your cousin is over 60 years old, he still drinks and smokes. This sweat pill of mine is less harmful than alcohol and cigarettes, you say: Is it worth worrying?" I swore by.

"Shiwen, are you really sure?" Qu Hui asked worriedly.

"Of course. Let me tell you: I didn't make this sweat pill alone, I should have made it with my mentor. I grinned and said, "My mentor is no ordinary person." ”

"Poetry, you can blow it. Let me ask you: Who is your mentor the Great Sage?" Qu Hui rubbed my nose and said mockingly: "I found that you are not the same as when you were a child, the biggest difference is: you like to brag." ”

"Qu Hui, I'll be honest with you. There is no tutor system for undergraduates in our school, and my tutor is, strictly speaking, an underground tutor. To put it bluntly, an old doctoral supervisor took a fancy to me and secretly accepted me as an apprentice. I patted Qu Hui on the back and emphasized, "I didn't blow this thing." Don't believe it, I still have a lot of photos with my mentor on the Internet. If you still don't believe me, I can take you to the guru's house. To tell you the truth, every ten days and a half months, I have to go to my tutor's house to learn antique appraisal. ”

Qu Hui rolled his eyes at me and asked in an interrogative tone, "How did you and this underground mentor meet, and how did you get married?"

"Hee-hee... I knew you'd get to the bottom of it. It's a long story, you listen to me slowly. "I told Qu Hui how I met this mentor.

It was the first day I had just been admitted to university and reported to school.

Coincidentally, I had just finished reporting and moved my luggage into the dormitory, when I suddenly realized that I didn't have soap with me. So, I left school and prepared to go to a nearby supermarket to buy it.

About one stop more than one stop from the school and there is a medium sized supermarket. I had just walked to the door of the supermarket and saw a group of people gathered at the entrance of the supermarket. I ran over and saw an old lady in her sixties lying on the ground. People are babbling that she was hit by an e-bike. Hatefully, the e-bike that hit the person slipped away.

Fortunately, the old lady was not hit badly, but her foot broke and she couldn't walk. I went up and asked, "Grandma, I'll take you to the hospital." After that, I picked up my grandmother and went to the nearby hospital.

I went to the hospital and got an acupuncture and a plaster. The grandmother's feet were much better, but she still limped when she walked, and I was not at ease, so I helped the grandmother back home.

After I finished telling this "story", I asked Qu Hui: "Guess who the old grandmother is?"

"How do I know who she is?" Qu Hui pouted and said, "I don't know how to guess riddles." ”

"Hee-hee... Sensei said you, even the king of heaven and Lao Tzu can't guess it. Let me tell you: this grandmother is a professor at our university, and her wife is a doctoral supervisor at our school and a well-known antique appraiser. ”