Chapter 80: Talking and laughing

After the evening rush hour, the streets are quiet, most of the surrounding office building lights are off, and the occasional car passes by, not very fast, and the concrete road makes a dull grinding sound.

Linde and the group of young men had been safely evacuated.

One by one, like the walking dead, their faces were gloomy, their eyes drifted, and they obviously hadn't recovered from what had just happened.

Bei Yao is still frightened, and she refuses to let go of the spell in her hand.

She could imagine that if the spell was torn up by Qiao Qiao at that time, then she would be the one who died, and when she thought about it, she had no sympathy for the death of her companion at all, and even a little happy.

Liang Yuanzhou's blind date went very smoothly.

I took a shower after work, and at this time I was lying on the bed and chatting with my little wife.

Because I really have no experience in love, the basic conversation is 'have you eaten?' What to eat? Is it tasty? What time do you sleep ......' and other boring nonsense.

Fortunately, the other party did not dislike him, and replied to his every question very seriously.

I used to hear people say that when you are with someone you like, even the air is sweet, and looking at the message she sends, even if it is just a punctuation mark, will affect emotions.

Liang Yuanzhou didn't understand it before.

Now I'm having a lot of fun, and I think it's a lot of fun.

However, a sudden phone call made him unable to laugh anymore.

"Team Liang, something happened!"

The deputy on the phone said in an excited tone: "There is a supernatural incident in an office park, the deceased is a girl, a supernatural exploration anchor, after professional detection, she was killed by evil spirits." ”

"......" is suddenly busy!

So he had to get dressed, go to the scene of the crime, and work overtime!

In the manor, in the children's room, the lights are still on.

Fu Jingchuan sat cross-legged on the soft carpet and read a storybook to the children.

Although he is not very old, even younger than Fu Yan, his heart seems to have gone through vicissitudes.

I've seen too many people, but my favorite is children.

The joys, sorrows and sorrows of children are written on their faces, how sincere!

Unlike those who want to get close to him, each of them has 800 hidden eyes, calculating and guarding all the time.

The bedroom door was pushed open.

Yan Zhen stepped in, and saw a man in gray home clothes sitting in front of the children's bed, holding a picture book in his hand, reading vividly, and the children listened very carefully, so that people couldn't bear to disturb him.

Fu Jingchuan raised his eyes and looked at the woman at the door, like walking out of a picture scroll, and was slightly stunned.

It was the first time he had seen someone wear a cheongsam so well.

The woman has red lips and white teeth, delicate eyebrows, and a green hairpin on her head, and the painting style is beautiful and eye-catching.

He stood up slowly, and was about to step forward to say hello to the beautiful woman, when he saw Fu Yan come in, clasped the woman's shoulder domineeringly, and said to him, "What are you doing in a daze?" It's not called sister-in-law yet. ”

"Sister-in-law?"

Fu Jingchuan was stunned and looked at Yan Zhen silently.

Previously, he heard that his fourth brother's wife came out of the mountains, and he thought that he would have some of the kind of ambition in the village.

I didn't expect it to be so gentle and moving, a little jasper.

"Hello sister-in-law!"

He smiled and held out his hand.

Fu Yan took the first step to hold that hand: "What's polite, I'll meet him often in the future, be respectful to him." ”

"Fourth brother, I have always been a respectful person, I haven't seen you for a long time, do you really want to murder me in front of my sister-in-law and children?"

Seeing the brothers reminiscing, Yan Zhen couldn't interject, and turned to leave with a smile.

She tied up those evil spirits, but after all, she couldn't bear to let their souls fly away, so she could only put them in her pocket and purify them first, and when the evil qi was gone, maybe she could still be saved.

If she really can't be saved, she will find a place to suppress it.

She pushed open the door of Yan Yurou's room, and before anyone entered, she heard the girl's 'woo' cry.

A small mass of the quilt trembled.

Yan Zhen sighed softly and said, "Let me see if it's disfigured?" ”

The quilt was lifted suddenly, and Yan Yurou sat up excitedly, with strong unwillingness and resentment on her face.

Yan Zhen saw that she was wearing pajamas and delicate makeup on her face, but one side of her face was high and swollen, as if she had been beaten by someone.

No wonder she didn't entangle Fu Jingchuan's left and right.

This look is indeed a bit embarrassing to see people.

"I told you not to wander around, why don't you listen?"

When Yan Zhen entered the door, Aunt Qiu gave her a small report, saying that Yan Yurou was like a catwalk today, and kept going to Fu Jingchuan's house to deliver things.

However, every time it was only delivered to the door, and he didn't even get into the door, but he fell and slapped his face on the marble brick, which was immediately red and swollen.

Alas! Yan Zhen sighed faintly.

There are some things she has said that she has failed to use countless times, and now she does not want to waste her saliva anymore.

He only said, "The door of the house has been repaired, you can sleep well, and I will order someone to send you back tomorrow." ”

Yan Yurou refused, and began to cry again: "I won't go back, I want to recuperate here." ”

"If you can't raise it well, your eight characters will be in feng shui with you, go back obediently, otherwise this time it's your face, and next time it may be your legs!"

"How so?"

Yan Yurou didn't believe those before, but she didn't come to the Fu family a few times in total, and she was embarrassed when she returned.

She grabbed Yan Zhen and asked, her tone was a lot more respectful: "Sister, do you think my eight characters can be changed?" I like Fu Jingchuan so much! He has completely grown up on my aesthetic line, and if I don't marry him in my life, I might as well die! You can help me! ”

"I'm not an old man, so I can't help you."

Yan Zhen ruthlessly pushed her away, "Rest early, I'll ask Aunt Qiu to send you an ice pack and put a compress on your face, so that after you go home every day, your mother thinks I beat her, let me tell you Yan Yurou, if you dare to lie to me, then we will never get along with each other in the future." ”

"Don't dare, don't dare ......"

Yan Yurou's mind was now full of Fu Jingchuan's face, she grabbed Yan Zhen's hand and shook it coquettishly: "Sister, let me stay here for a while longer!" I think the piece of Kodama you gave to your dad is very good, can you give me one too? I don't ask for much, don't let me be so unlucky, just make a fool of myself in front of Fu Jingchuan. ”

"Nope!"

Yan Zhen pushed her away, took out a charm from her bag and threw it to her: "This has this, love or not." ”

Yan Yurou was excited: "Talisman?" Thank you! ”

The next day's family gathering was very lively.

Old Man Fu has raised eight sons, all of whom are married, if the family gathers, there must be hundreds of people, fortunately, this manor is big enough, otherwise it will not be able to receive it.

The huge banquet hall was brightly lit, and men in suits and leather shoes and bejeweled women stood together in twos and threes, chatting and laughing.