Maybe it was because I saw that my face had changed, and my mother's expression had become sarcastic, "I didn't say what I wanted you to do, just help your second aunt more in the past two days at home." ”

"Say what?" Grandma walked in at this time, "Xingxing, let's go, go out, don't listen to your mother's nonsense here, your grandfather just said about the two sisters, it's all her fault, you don't care, just do what you want." ”

"Mom!" My mom watched helplessly as my grandmother dragged me out.

"Xingxing, don't listen to your mother."

"Grandma, do you know what my mom told me?" I looked at the gray-haired old man in front of me, and I couldn't help but feel a little sad and a little funny.

"What else could she say? Isn't it just asking you to help your second aunt more? Grandma said, "Stay until lunch, and if you don't feel well, you can go back to school first, okay?" ”

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Unexpectedly, at noon, Mu Cheng actually came.

His arrival made the second aunt find the backbone, and hinted to Mu Cheng that if it weren't for me, Yan Shuang would not have gone to prison.

Mu Cheng just smiled and listened to her, and occasionally looked at me, just nodded slightly.

I didn't expect Yan Shuang to be such a bitter and mean person, but he could find someone as generous as Mu Cheng?

Even my grandfather felt a little indebted to Mu Cheng, so much so that when he asked about the inscription, as long as it was not particularly important, my grandfather would explain it to him.

Because of Yan Shuang, I was really uncomfortable staying at home, but I didn't want to urge Yan Shuyuan and them, so I had to walk slowly towards Uncle Liao's house alone.

When I arrived, Uncle Liao was sitting on a recliner, holding a leaf fan that could be seen everywhere in his hand, shaking it twice from time to time.

And Yan Shuyuan was sitting on the stone table under the tree, copying something.

But Zhang Wanmo is gone.

When I stepped forward, Uncle Liao had stopped moving, and it looked like he was asleep, "Where is Zhang Wanmo?" I asked softly.

"Inside, go take a look." Yan Shuyuan said without raising his head.

What he copied seemed to be some kind of rune paper, which didn't look the same as what Zhang Wanmo had drawn.

I saw that he really didn't have time to pay attention to me, so I walked into the room.

Uncle Liao's room is the first time I have come in, as soon as I enter the door, there is a living room, there is a table in it, and the one lying on the table is Zhang Wanmo, Zhang Wanmo's hand is also some rune paper, but he has fallen asleep on his stomach.

"Zhang Wanmo?"

"Huh?" This scream woke him up.

He immediately sat upright, and then drew a stroke downward, this stroke, which made him immediately wake up from a sleepy-eyed state.

"It's over! It's wasted! Zhang Wanmo was distressed with the scrapped drawing, "Do you know that waking me up so suddenly will scare people to death!" ”

It turned out that Uncle Liao asked them to write the rune paper, because now the ghosts in the underworld don't know how many are still outside.

If you do, it's a good idea to be on guard.

After eating, Uncle Liao's small house couldn't stay, so Du Ai drove us back to the county seat.

By the time I got to the apartment, it was twelve o'clock in the evening, and I was too tired to do it.

Lying in bed almost always sleeps in seconds.

The next day, I was about to remove the camera at the door, but unexpectedly, I found a strange video.

At about twelve o'clock last night, Mu Cheng was next door to me and looked for Yan Shuyuan.

I took a closer look at the picture, and there were indeed only two people, but what about Zhang Wanmo in the same room?

When it was time for breakfast, I took advantage of Yan Shuyuan to go to the toilet and asked Zhang Wanmo about last night, how do I know that Zhang Wanmo is the same as me, he fell asleep as soon as he lay down when he went home, and where did he know what happened later.

It seems that Yan Shuyuan deliberately concealed us, otherwise, if there was really something, he would definitely call Zhang Wanmo up.

"What's wrong?" Maybe Yan Shuyuan came back and saw that my eyes were wrong and asked.

"It's okay, let's go to the mall after eating, and buy all the things you need to start school."

"Okay."

Originally, I was going to go back to the school next semester, but when I thought that if there was news of other ghosts in the grave mountain later, it would not be so convenient for me to come out of the school, so I dispelled this idea.

When we returned to the apartment again, Shen Siyu and Zhang Qiang on the opposite side were also planning to go back to school.

"Chen Xing! You're back! Shen Siyu was also very happy to see me, and came forward to hug me without saying anything.

Out of Jiang Ke, I haven't been treated so warmly for a long time.

"Hmm." I nodded, "You're going back to school tomorrow to report back, right?" ”

"yes." Shen Siyu nodded, "I just went out to pick up Zhang Qiang!" ”

"Hey, why didn't Jiang Ke come back with you?" Zhang Qiang also asked on the side.

"Coco is dead."

"Dead?!"

Shen Siyu and Zhang Qiang were unbelievable, they went to school together and ate together before the holiday.

After getting the news, everyone fell into a negative state.

"Go in first, what are you doing standing here." Yan Shuyuan pushed me into the house, stood at the door and motioned for Shen Siyu and Zhang Qiang to come in together.

I only told a part of Jiang Ke's matter, so that they could know a rough idea.

"By the way, Chen Xing, your conditions are so good, do you want to consider going to work part-time?" In order to change the topic, Zhang Qiang talked about part-time jobs.

"What are you talking about! How could Chen Xing be free to work part-time. Shen Siyu kicked Zhang Qiang.

I envy the way they get along.

"What kind of part-time job? Tell me about it? "I don't have an idea, but Zhang Wanmo looks interested.

He is the heir of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and it stands to reason that he is not short of money, but he can't bear the fact that the Heavenly Master will not give him money.

"It's in the building next to our school, let me be a mannequin, both men and women, but the height and figure requirements are a bit strict, 300 yuan an hour."

"300 an hour?" Not only Zhang Wanmo, but even I was a little shocked.

You know, when I was 13 or 14 years old, my living expenses for a week in college at that time were only 200 yuan, and these 300 yuan could be used as my living expenses for more than a week.

"Really? Are mannequin salaries so high these days? ”

"Really, some of my classmates have already been there." Zhang Qiang nodded, "But it's not just for you to stand there, but to paint you on your body, and then expand it to a piece of white paper, and the person on the white paper will be exactly the same as you, such a portrait is just like 3D printing!" ”

The more Zhang Qiang spoke, the more excited he became.

Hearing what Zhang Qiang said, I remembered two words - rubbing.