Cheng Ji rushed to Shen Zimo's house and found that Chen Chuan and the people he brought were extremely efficient. They had packed up everything in the small room upstairs, which had filled dozens of cartons. The rest of the Shen family's belongings were left intact.
Qi Beisong turned around and said, "Cheng'er, go pick up those two antique vases in the living room!"
Cheng Ji said: "That's not my mother's."
"I know it's not, just give him a pair." Qi Beisong said, "The two vases are worth 20,000 to 30,000 yuan in total, consider it as compensation from Shen Zimo."
"Stop making trouble." Cheng Ji said.
Qi Beisong watched the movers coming and going in front of him and directed, "Chen Chuan, move Cheng'er's things to my house, and put Cheng's mother's things on the pickup truck."
"Got it!" Chen Chuan has always been efficient in his work.
After another twenty minutes, the move was completed and the movers dispersed. Chen Chuan and his two younger brothers jumped into the van and left first. Cheng Jize and Qi Beisong stayed behind and closed the door of Shen Zimo's house as it was before going downstairs and getting on the pickup truck.
Qi Beisong was in a good mood, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and opened a cup of steaming milk tea and handed it to the passenger seat: "You want to find a four-way intersection, right?"
Cheng Ji took the milk tea and asked, "Is it difficult?"
"It shouldn't be difficult. Look outside the city."
The truth is it's difficult.
When they reached the outskirts of the city, they could not stop at several intersections. First, there were cars and people coming and going, and they were afraid of attracting idle people who came to watch the excitement; second, since they needed to burn clothes and delicate items, the fire and smoke would not be too small, and they were worried that local villagers would come to make trouble.
There was no choice but to find a more remote place, and gradually the car drove into the distant hills. However, the mountains were a fire prevention area, and people were not even allowed to throw cigarette butts around, let alone light a fire.
Finally, they found a fork in the mountain road. There were gravel roads in front, behind, and on both sides. It was still far away from the mixed wood belt. After waiting for a few minutes, no cars passed by and no one saw them, so they jumped out of the car and moved things out of the truck bed.
Qi Beisong used paper money to start the fire, and Cheng Ji picked out things and threw them in to burn. Both of them were speechless.
As the fire grew bigger, Qi Beisong grabbed a paper fighter plane and said, "This thing looks pretty good."
Cheng Ji smiled slightly, the firelight reflected on his face, as crystal clear as jade.
Qi Beisong threw the paper airplane into the fire and looked at him tenderly: "I've been so busy lately that I forgot about it. When I go back, I'll help your mother find a good feng shui site and bury her properly."
"No need." Cheng Ji also threw a bunch of clothes into the fire. "My mother is doing well in the funeral home. There are neighbors all around. It would be lonely if she was buried in the mountains."
"That's not called a neighbor, that's called a tenant." Qi Beisong insisted, "You can make good friends in the cemetery!"
Cheng Ji smiled and said nothing.
After burning Ms. Cheng's belongings, he sat cross-legged beside the fire and folded paper ingots, throwing one in as he folded one.
Qi Beisong found a few scattered family albums in the truck bed, so he took them out and flipped through them. He looked at the photos, then looked at Cheng Ji beside him and said, "Wife, you were just a poor boy when you were a child. How come you are so handsome now?"
Cheng Ji rolled his eyes at him when he heard that: "You are the firewood brother!"
Qi Beisong pointed at the photo and said, "He's really ugly, skinny, small and skinny!"
Cheng Ji leaned over to take a look. He saw that Ms. Cheng was still young at that time. Her long hair was tied loosely behind her head with a flowered handkerchief. She had a gentle smile and was holding a young boy in her arms. The boy had a pointed chin, eyes as black as ink, and a timid look.
Cheng Ji sighed secretly and made up an excuse: "I was not in good health at that time."
Qi Beisong, however, kissed the photo and said, "I like my baby no matter what she looks like!"
"Don't be so annoying." Cheng Ji scolded with a smile, "Put the album away, I won't burn this."
He finally folded dozens of gold ingots and threw them into the fire. He patted the remaining gold powder on his hands, waited for the fire to go out, and then sat back in the pickup truck.
Qi Beisong saw him coming and put his arm around his neck: "I will nourish you from now on, and I guarantee that you will become more and more handsome!"
Cheng Ji looked up at him and asked, "What did you nourish me with?"
Qi Beisong took a deep breath and said, "Wife, what you said is very dangerous. You don't want to sleep at night, right?"
Cheng Ji shook his head and smiled, then he reached into the other person's pocket for a cigarette and lit it himself.
"Let me kiss you?" Qi Beisong came again.
Cheng Ji hurriedly raised the cigarette high to avoid burning him: "Stop making trouble, go back!"
"Where are you going?"
"..." Cheng Ji took a sip and slowly sprayed it on his face, "Anyway, there's nothing else to do, let's go back and do it."
"… "
Qi Beisong stared at him, then suddenly held the steering wheel with one hand, started the car, shifted gears, and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom!
"What are you doing?!" Cheng Ji was almost thrown into the back seat of the car!
Qi Beisong was so excited that his eyes turned green!
"Go back and build it!!"
Cheng Ji yelled: "I was kidding!"
"Bullshit!" Qi Beisong also yelled, "Can you fucking joke about something like this?!"
"But it's only fucking morning!"
"I don't care about morning, noon, afternoon, evening, or midnight! Go back and do it!!"
Cheng Ji said: "Scissors, rock-paper-scissors! Scissors, rock-paper-
Qi Beisong always listened to his wife, and since his brain capacity was only one-tenth of its usual capacity, he subconsciously guessed with him and lost.
Cheng Ji smiled slyly and announced the rules: "Okay, go back and build, the loser will be at the bottom."
"… "
Qi Beisong stepped on the brake pedal again, pulled the handbrake, and rushed over to him fiercely, saying, "You little bastard! How dare you play tricks on me!!"
Cheng Ji kicked and blocked: "Fuck! It hurts! Get out!!"
The two argued for a while, and finally Qi Beisong got the upper hand. Who could blame it on the small space in the car and Cheng Baobei being unable to get up
He pressed Cheng Ji against the back of the chair and looked down at his face, the fire in his eyes dancing wildly and fiercely: "You are not kidding, are you?"
Cheng Ji looked him in the eye and suddenly smiled, as if challenging him: "No."
Qi Beisong leaned over and covered his lips.
Cheng Ji was still holding the half-smoked cigarette high up (not afraid of burning the dog), but he finally figured it out, put out the cigarette butt casually, threw it away, and reached out to hug his broad and solid back.
Snow is falling outside the car window. This may be the last one or two snowfalls this winter, but it will take some time before the weather warms up again.
This is also the longest winter in Hongcheng in decades, bleak and desolate... But for Cheng Ji now, it is a heat wave.
Qi Beisong murmured in his ear, his voice low and hoarse, extremely sexy: "I like you... baby... I love you..."
“… Stop talking nonsense!” Cheng Zhou’s body was burning hot, and he could no longer bear it. “If you want to kiss me, please do it quickly!”
"I'll serve you..." Qi Beisong reached his hand into his clothes and reached down.
Cheng Ji pushed him: "This won't work, go home!"
"It's okay... No one saw it..."
“I don’t like being outside!”
Qi Beisong paused: "...shy?"
Cheng Ji turned his face away. He was so shy that his forehead turned pink. Finally, he raised his arms to cover his eyes: "... From now on, just do whatever you want to do. Don't talk nonsense... Go home!"
Qi Beisong stood up: "I'll listen to you!!"
He sat back in the driver's seat, started the car, shifted gears, and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom again.
Cheng Ji covered half of his face and let him drive as fast as he could. Finally, with his fingers trembling slightly, he lit another cigarette.
Qi Beisong kept turning his head to look at him, his neck muscles tensed and his eyes ferocious.
"Drive slower," Cheng Ji sniffed chaotically, "I want to survive."
Qi Beisong suddenly stepped on the brakes again!
Cheng Ji was not wearing a seat belt and his head almost hit the windshield. Just as he was about to complain, Qi Beisong suddenly picked him up from the passenger seat and sat astride him before he could react!
Qi Beisong kissed him without thinking, then pulled away a little, stared at his confused face, and continued kissing his lips.
Cheng Ji did not resist, but bit him at the end of the entanglement, panting and whispering in his ear: "Can you not mess around when others are smoking?"
"Burn me, baby!" Qi Beisong said, "Burn my heart!"
At that moment, Cheng Ji really wanted to press the cigarette butt hard into his flesh. His lips trembled and he said, "Get lost!"
Cheng Ji wanted to get off his lap, but Qi Beisong refused. The two of them were so angry that they were sweating all over. It was not until a car from behind honked its horn and passed them that they realized they had stopped in the middle of the road.
Fortunately, this road is located in the mountains and is not a major traffic route, so there is little traffic, otherwise we would have been in trouble.
Cheng Ji climbed back to the passenger seat, smoked a cigarette, and calmed down, saying, "Take me home."
"Where to go?"
"Let's go back to the small clinic where my cousin lives. Lao Geng is still waiting for me there. Dating is one thing, but I can't abandon them."
"No!" Qi Beisong said angrily.
"Old Geng doesn't know how to take care of people, and Sister Yu can't move the patient, so I have to go." Cheng Ji said.
"No!" Qi Shuaishuai shook his head.
Cheng Ji leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, then whispered, "Can I take you back to Phoenix Village next week?"
"Would you like to stay overnight?" Qi Beisong asked.
Cheng Ji smiled: "Collect the money."
The first thing he did when he returned to the clinic was to give the GPS-enabled e-cigarette to Lao Geng.
Lao Geng asked: "What for?"
"To honor my father," he said.
Old Geng was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes. Cheng Ji told him to carry it with him to keep him safe.
—If anything happens, Qi Beisong and his gang can come and rescue him.
Lao Geng asked: "Has the old monk ever blessed it?"
"... Yeah." Cheng nodded.
Lao Geng didn't ask him where he had been these past two days, as if he had sensed something; Sister Yu asked, "Did you wear a condom?"
Cheng Ji said, "Sister Yu, Sister Yu, I didn't do anything, but you make me sound like a stud. Why are you like you're dealing with family planning, chasing people around every day asking if they want free condoms?"
"I still have medicine." said Sister Yu.
All in all, the day was peaceful and smooth until the evening. Chen Guangjun's condition on the hospital bed showed little improvement and he was still in a coma.
The doctor talked a lot with Sister Yu, and the two doctors' opinions can be summed up in two words: not good. But now no public hospital is willing to accept him, so I hope Chen Guangjun is lucky enough to survive.
At around ten o'clock at night, the patient finished his day's drip. The doctor sealed the indwelling needle for him, walked out of the isolation room and asked Cheng Ji: "Has Brother Zhou contacted you in the past two days?"
Cheng Ji shook his head, and suddenly remembered that Chen Guangjun's medical expenses were paid by Manager Zhou, so he said, "We have to look for him too!"
The doctor asked carefully, "You went to the hospital that day, but Brother Zhou was not involved, right?"
Cheng Ji felt that not. Although Qi Beisong handed Mao Xiaowei over to Manager Zhou before leaving, that was because he was responsible for the internal management of the villa, so everything was natural.
"That's good." The doctor nodded.
He was about to leave, but then turned back and said, "You were all away this morning, and I was giving an injection to a patient outside. I forgot to close the door of the ward, and when I came back I saw a person standing in the ward, putting his face against the glass to observe Chen Guangjun. I thought it was Brother Zhou, but it turned out not to be. The person ran away when he saw me enter the room."
"Who?" Cheng Ji asked.