Benben was picked up from school by Yan Jing in a car. Yan Jing herself looks better than the photos, especially her mouth, which is big and full. She wears bright lipstick and is very sexy. It's just a pity that I don't have "sex" but "sense".
Judging from the process of Yan Jing picking up the child, Ben Ben seemed to be resistant to her, always turning her face and refusing to look at her.
After driving behind Yan Jing's car, she finally found the community where she lived. The name of the community is Roman Garden, not only the name is tall, but the specifications are also very high. The entire community is imitated in European style. At first glance, each building has 20 floors. There are Roman columns at the entrance of the community. The security guards at the entrance also wear Western-style uniforms.
Because I need a door card to get in and out of the community, I had to park the car on the side of the road, and then start wandering around the community door to figure out how to get into the community. There are more than a dozen buildings in the whole community, and it doesn't make much sense if she doesn't know where she lives.
And even if I knew her specific address, I still had to make a seemingly natural encounter with her, and then slowly cut to the topic.
Thinking about the whole thing, I feel like a spy.
I bought a pack of cigarettes at the supermarket at the entrance of the community, and when I went out, I saw Yan Jing leading Benben out of the community. There was a courier at the door, and she came to pick up the mail.
I moved in my heart and immediately walked over, and said to the fast delivery brother: "I'll get the mail."
The courier didn't look at me either, and said, "What's your name?"
"I'll find it myself." I thoughtfully flipped through the dozen packages that the courier brother had placed on the electric tricycle seat, while secretly observing Yan Jing. When my eyes met, I hurriedly lowered my head and continued to flip through the mail.
Yan Jing’s courier consisted of one small one, one large and two boxes. The signed mail was placed on the ground, and Ben Ben kicked it. Yan Jing told him not to kick, and stood still, and Ben Ben rolled his eyes at her.
After signing for the mail, Yan Jing walked to the community with two boxes, but Ben Ben stood still. She had no choice but to return again, dragging to the community. Ben Ben shrank down with two legs and said, "Don't go, don't go. I eat, I eat."
"What are you eating?" Yan Jing asked unhappy.
Ben Ben raised his finger to the supermarket and said, "It's delicious."
"I didn't bring any money, you quickly do homework for home, otherwise I..." Yan Jing raised his hand and made a move to hit someone.
Ben Ben immediately sat on the ground and started crying, shouting, "Grandma, grandma, grandma, help me."
Yan Jing's face changed immediately, and she compromised and said, "Okay, okay, I'll buy it for you. I know how to eat, eat, and eat every day, and I don’t see you being a long one!"
Seeing Yan Jing rushing to the supermarket, I hurriedly told the courier brother that I had not found my mail, and then followed Yan Jing and them into the supermarket, pretending to buy something.
The owner of the supermarket knew Yan Jing and Ben Ben, and eagerly took out the lollipops to Ben Ben, and Ben Ben was not polite. He took the lollipops and ran into the supermarket.
Yan Jing didn't follow Ben Ben, she just chatted with the supermarket owner at the counter that sounded kind but had no substance. After a while, Ben Ben took out a bunch of snacks that kids love to eat from the supermarket, including drinks, crispy rice, ham, biscuits...
When Yan Jing paid, I found an interesting phenomenon. Yan Jing put the snacks on the counter, saying the name of the snacks as she put them, but instead of putting the snacks in front of the boss, she put them in the corner of the cash register.
Of the last ten kinds of snacks, only two were paid. The shopkeeper put the two snacks into the food bag and handed them to Benben, and said with a big smile: "Take them well, don't drop them."
Ben Ben didn't seem to notice that he had lost his stuff. He had smiled on his face after receiving the food bag. If he had a nasal mucus at this time, he would definitely have two nasal blisters.
After Yan Jing left the supermarket with the children, I took a bottle of Coke to the counter to check out and said, "The mother and son were really interesting just now."
At this time, the shop owner no longer had the same smile on his face, and said in a very wise manner: "One is a stepmother and the other is a silly child. Of course it is interesting."
I was a little surprised and said, "It turned out to be a stepmother."
The shop owner swept the Coke with a scanner, and handed it to me, "Four yuan. Of course it's the stepmother. My mother deceived the child like that. She was originally stupid.
I took the Coke and handed him ten dollars and said, "It would be a bad idea if the child's father knew it."
The shop owner smiled and said nothing, and then asked me for change.
After leaving the supermarket, Yan Jing ran into the community with Ben, and I returned to the car. I began to ponder this matter, and Big Eyes said that the old lady's ghost stayed at home because the old lady hadn't realized that she was dead. Of course it was a possibility. But is there a possibility that the old lady is not worried about her grandson following her stepmother, and deliberately does not leave
If it’s the former, just let the old lady’s yin
The soul realizes that he is dead, it will be easy to handle. But if the latter is more troublesome, because the ghost of the old lady didn't want to go, but forced her away. Isn't the old lady eager
I got in the car and walked back. I called and told Big Eye what I had learned. Big Eye agreed with my speculation, saying that it would be troublesome if the ghost of the old lady was worried about her grandson's refusal to leave. This would require two-handed preparation.
After ten o'clock in the evening, Big Eye came back with a look of happiness. After discussing Yan Jing in the living room on the second floor, I turned the topic to the urn. I said, "There is something wrong with the urn in our store."
Big Eye first glanced at Niu Peng, and then asked me: "What's the problem?"
I asked Niu Peng to go downstairs to pick up the urn, and then said, "The urn that Niu Peng imported was from the wholesale department outside the East Crematorium. This is the second use. There is one urn that can’t be sold and thrown away. No, I guess the urn is attached with the ghost of the deceased."
Niu Peng ran upstairs, carefully placed it on the coffee table, and immediately hid far away. It seemed that the urn was a bomb that could explode at any time.
Big Eye opened the urn first, turned it over and knocked it twice on the coffee table. A layer of gray dust appeared on the coffee table. He looked at the bottom of the urn again and said with a smile: "Ma Shanhe, 59 years old, Less than 60 years old in a day. Short-lived ghost."
"59 years old is not too short," I said.
Big Eye put the urn on the coffee table and said: "A person’s age is calculated according to the branches of the heavens and the earth. A cycle is exactly sixty. If it is less than sixty, it will not live a full round, so it is considered short-lived. Sixty years old is a short-lived ghost. You said he didn't live to 60 years old in a day, isn't he very reconciled?"
"There is indeed some injustice."
"It's just one day before I live to be 60 years old. Less than a year after he died, the urn was dug up and sold again. You said he was not angry?" He looked at Niu Peng and said, "Yes. You deserve to be unlucky, and you put it in the trash. It’s pretty good if he didn’t bother you."
I annoyed and said: "Don't say it's useless. Just say how to solve it."
Big eyes thought for a while, and said: "Find a bloody sanitary napkin and put it in the urn, then wrap the urn with a red cloth, pick one at the crossroads at 12 midnight, and pour it with high-quality wine and burn it. If This method doesn’t work. I’m thinking of another method."
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