Sang Yu turned to look at Mu Rong who was leaning on her arms.
Sacheon and northeast, one south and one north.
It is almost a diagonal distance from the flower planters.
She and Murong met each other.
So what is between them
Is it fate, grace, or debt
…
After the wedding process was over, Sang Tong announced the opening of the banquet, and the atmosphere gradually became active.
She dragged her enchanting red skirt and sat down next to Sang Yu. After drinking only a glass of water, she chatted with Sang Yu in a low voice. The two sisters didn't take a bite of the dishes on the table.
It was halfway through the banquet when Mu Rong came back.
After the true soul returns, Sang Tong proposes to leave, and the two families regard Sang Tong as a distinguished guest and send her to the door of the hotel.
"Thank you, Master Sang."
"You're welcome, I got paid, if you can, you can introduce me some business."
"Sure."
"Say one more word."
"You say."
"You two don't need to be too sad. Li Lin's fate with this world is over, and she has gone to the place where she should go. Fortunately, you still have a daughter, and the family of three can live a good life."
After getting into the car, Sang Tong asked, "Yu baby, are you hungry?"
"Well, a little bit."
"How about I treat you two to a big meal?"
"Really, what to eat!"
"Hotpot~"
"Murong, let's go together!"
"Is Mu Rong hungry too? I've been busy all morning, let's go together."
"Um."
Sang Yu happily asked: "Which hot pot restaurant in Shanyang City is delicious?"
"I'm not so sure either."
Although Mu Rong is a native of Shanyang, since she entered Death Academy, she has never eaten hot pot, which takes time, but occasionally when she is sick physically, she will boil some vegetables at home to eat.
The driver replied: "Aren't you locals? The accent sounds like Sacheon? There's a seabed floating restaurant in front that's not bad, and their waiters are very enthusiastic. Let me take you there?"
Murong: ...
Sang Tong did not give up and asked: "Is there no Sacheon hotpot restaurant?"
"There are, but they are definitely not as authentic as yours. The bottom ingredients of the Sacheon hot pot restaurant are fried by themselves, and most of them are bought in the store here. I think it is better to go to the bottom of the sea, at least the service is warm. "
"That's fine, trouble master."
"okay!"
The three of them ordered the mandarin duck hot pot floating on the bottom of the sea, and ate happily.
The taste of this restaurant can only be regarded as mediocre for the Sang sisters who have tasted countless hot pots.
But as the driver said, the underwater drift made them feel at home.
During the dinner, an interesting thing happened: Murong's appetite was relatively small, and he stopped chopsticks after eating for more than ten minutes.
At this time, the waiter came over and saw that there were still a lot of dishes on the table, but Murong kept his chopsticks cold and asked kindly: "Miss, can I give you a show?"
Before the three of them could react, the waiter turned around and left. After a while, he stood in front of Murong with a guitar in his arms and sang "Eat What You See".
After singing, the waiter brother bowed, smiled and said to Murong: "What is nutritious to eat, Miss, you are in such a good shape, it doesn't matter if you eat a little more."
Mu Rong looked bewildered, and nodded subconsciously. Sang Tong smiled prettily, and collapsed on Sang Yu's body without any image.
Sang Yu also smiled, let go of her cautiousness and caution, and jokingly said, "I'm right, you eat too little, Mu Rong, that's not okay."
After hearing this, the waiter brother simply started washing up for Murong, and didn't leave until Murong repeatedly assured her that she would eat more.
And standing not far from their seats, from time to time cast a kind smile on Murong...
After paying the bill, the little waiter enthusiastically sent them out the door, and said to Murong, "Miss, did the song I sang just now sound good?"
Mu Rong let out a helpless "Yeah", and the other party happily took out his mobile phone: "Then scan me, I can sing for you every day!"
Sang Yu hid her smile, seeing the waiter's younger brother looking at Mu Rong's shining eyes, her chest felt congested.
He took out his mobile phone: "Her mobile phone is out of battery, come on, I'll scan you!"
The waiter brother smiled politely at Sang Yu, and threw the phone in front of Mu Rong.
"Ding": "Okay, the sweeping is over, goodbye.",
After finishing speaking, he took Mu Rong's arm and left.
Walking to the side of the road, Murong touched his slightly swollen stomach: "You guys go back first, I will walk by myself."
"Where are you going?"
"I ate too much, I want to go back."
"I'll accompany you!"
Sang Tong also wanted to go with him, but his outfit was too eye-catching and inconvenient, so he had to leave by car.
The two walked side by side on the road, taking slow steps.
After walking for about five minutes, Sang Yu kicked away a small stone at his feet and asked, "Are you still adding that little brother?"
"Add what?"
"Slight kick."
"I don't have that kind of thing."
Sang Yu pursed her lips, suppressing the curvature of the corners of her mouth, feeling more and more that Murong's "isolated" lifestyle is quite good: "Then I deleted him?"
"what ever."
Sang Yu quickly took out her phone, and added the waiter brother to the blacklist without hesitation!
I thought to myself: I will never go to that seabed drift again. The service is good, but the waiter is a bit dishonest!
"Murong~"
"Um."
"Can I ask you a few questions?"
"Tell me, I can't answer about the underworld."
"Have you ever been in love?"
"No."
"So, has anyone ever pursued you?"
"No."
Sang Yu gave a soft "Oh", and the corners of her mouth could not be restrained secretly raised.
"I can't fall in love."
"Why?!"
Mu Rong looked at Sang Yu beside him, and wanted to tell the truth, but when the words came to his lips, he changed his words unknowingly: "Anyway, I can't."
After walking far away, Murong vaguely heard Sang Yu's voice, very soft.
"It doesn't matter."
She turned her head, but Sang Yu's face was calm, as if the words just now were just a unilateral illusion of Murong.
Walking to a street very close to Xinxin's home, Sang Yu suddenly pulled Mu Rong's arm.
"What's wrong?"
"Can you see that man?"
Murong looked in the direction Sang Yu pointed, and saw a thin old man with all white hair squatting at the intersection burning paper.
A trace of doubt flashed in Murong's mind: Why would someone burn paper here in broad daylight
"I saw it, it was alive."
Sang Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "Can you collect the burned paper during the day?"
"Depending on the situation, if it is in front of the grave, or in a specific place, the special paper burner can receive it, but it may not be received at the crossroads during the day."
"Then should we remind this old lady? You see, she came out to burn paper at such an old age, either for her own children, or for the widowed old man to burn for the deceased wife. Besides, the traffic volume at the intersection during the day is so heavy. what to do?"
Murong glanced at it from a distance, the old man was dressed in shabby clothes, his body was hunched together, curled up into a small ball and squatted by the side of the road, a stack of papers almost as high as her was placed beside her, the traffic on the road was constantly flowing, bringing When the flames jumped up, they were taller than the squatting old man.
For some reason, Wu Jiali's desperate cry flashed in Mu Rong's mind, blaming Mu Rong for not saving her when she was pulled as a substitute.
"Let's go. Don't mention the fact that you can't receive the burning paper during the day. We will tell her to pay attention to traffic safety. This is a suburb, and there are many small three-way intersections. There is no need to choose this main road."
"good."
The two crossed the road and walked not far behind the old man. The old man took out a stack of papers from the side and threw them into the fire in batches.
At this moment, Murong suddenly saw: there was a black air hovering above the old man's head!
She was startled, rubbed her eyes, and opened them again, how could there be any black air
Only the glowing red flames jumped up high, jumping over the old man's head from time to time.
Murong stopped in his tracks and asked softly, "Did you see anything?"
Sang Yu glanced at Mu Rong in surprise, then turned to look at the old man carefully: "No, what's wrong."
"nothing."
Just as the two were about to take a step, Murong grabbed Sang Yu's wrist fiercely and pulled her back.
The old man was unaware of the arrival of the two, and while throwing the yellow paper into the fire, he cursed in a low voice: "I will die badly, lose my children and grandchildren, lose my hands and feet, get sore eyes, get hit by a car when I go out..."
Sang Yu heard the old man's words clearly, took two steps back, and looked at Mu Rong with wide eyes, shocked.
The two backed away silently, and then backed away until they reached a distance where the conversation would not be heard by the old man.
"What is this old lady doing, why did she say such things?"
Murong stared at the top of the old man's head, but apart from the occasional flames, there was nothing else.
"She's cursing."
"curse?!"
"If I'm not mistaken, she should be burning paper to a living person."
Sang Yu felt a chill gushing from the soles of her feet straight to the top of her head, and couldn't help shivering.
Shocked and frightened, she repeated in a low voice in disbelief: "Burning paper for a living person?"
Murong nodded. The reason why she could see it immediately was because she had encountered such a thing before.
But what really caught her attention was, what happened to the black air above the old man's head just now? Is it burnt paper ashes
It doesn't look like...
What is that black air
Even when her soul is out of her body, she can only see the spirit body. Things like "luck" or "energy" cannot be seen.
This is not the first time this happened, the last time I saw a blood-red cloud above Sang Tong's head, but that was also when the soul was out of the body.
Now, her soul is still in the body, how could it be
The author has something to say: Happy Valentine's Day~
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