From the first time they met, Zheng Tan and Er Mao gave each other bad reviews. And this kind of bad review cannot be reversed by Wei Ling's two words.
Ermao told Wei Ling about his life experiences in the past two years, and glanced at Zheng Tan from time to time.
As for Wei Ling, while talking to Er Mao, he kept peeling peanuts, giving Zheng Tan some, and keeping some for himself.
Like a slave! Er Mao was very contemptuous when he saw Wei Ling's behavior. But after all, they are brothers and sisters. After they have known each other for so many years, Er Mao also knows Wei Ling. If this cat is not really capable, Wei Ling would never have treated him like this.
Lucky Cat
Maybe.
He had never been in contact with him or seen it with his own eyes. Ermao was still skeptical. He didn't admit anything that he had seen or heard with his own eyes. Even if Wei Ling said it, he would discount the so-called "facts". .
Zheng Tan lay on the sofa and waited until he had peeled enough peanuts before jumping onto the coffee table to eat peanuts.
"Have you figured out what to do next?" Wei Ling asked Er Mao.
"I ran outside for the past two years and did some small business. Now I don't plan to do anything for the time being. I will rest and enjoy myself, and then sleep until I wake up naturally every day."
When Er Mao was talking, his eyes were still drifting towards Zheng Tan. Seeing that Zheng Tan was concentrating on eating peanuts, he bounced up from his chair, and shot at lightning speed!
Snapped!
"Suppress demons and suppress demons!"
With one hit, Er Mao quickly retreated, five meters away.
Wei Ling and Zheng Tan: "..."
Zheng Tan really didn't expect what Er Mao would do. Although they did not evaluate each other very well, perhaps because of Wei Ling, Zheng Tan did not feel any malice from Er Mao. Because of this, Zheng Tan was vigilant. Sex has also been reduced a lot, and there is no defense at all, but the result is a trick.
Er Mao didn't hit or beat him. The purpose of his quick shot was just to stick a piece of "paper" on Zheng Tan's forehead.
Zheng Tan didn't know what was drawn on the piece of paper posted on his forehead, but looking at the situation, Zheng Tan could guess that this was the legendary talisman that summoned gods and impeached ghosts, subdued demons and suppressed demons, and cured diseases and disasters. !
Subduing demons and suppressing demons
Nyima's demon town, your uncle's demon, what the hell!
Paralyzed!
Zheng Tan shook his head and threw away the sticky "note" on his forehead. He stopped chewing on the peanuts, and jumped off the coffee table with his claws and rushed towards Er Mao.
If I don't get mad, you really think I'm weak and can be bullied!
So, one person and one cat started fighting in the private room. At first, Ermao also held a feather pillow on the chair to block it, and found that the pillow was quickly scratched. After realizing that the enemy's attack power was seriously underestimated, Ermao covered his head with his coat and hid towards Wei Ling. .
After the feather pillow was scratched, feathers flew everywhere in the entire private room, and the neat private room was suddenly in a mess.
Wei Ling just watched all this. He really wanted to drag this guy Ermao over and beat him hard. He was in his twenties, and he still looked so unreliable. Many times when he talked and did things, people wanted to beat him first.
After about ten minutes of fuss, Zheng Tan squatted on the coffee table and continued nibbling on peanuts. However, just by looking at the swing of his tail, he could tell that Zheng Tan was in a really bad mood, and whoever was posted "Suppressing Demons and Suppressing Demons" Fu will not be refreshing, not to mention that Zheng Tan has a secret in his heart.
Ermao slowly moved towards the chair, his coat was almost scratched into strips, but for Ermao, as long as there was no injury on his face, he didn't care about anything.
"Er Mao, what do you think you care about with a cat?" Wei Ling said.
Er Mao put the tattered coat into a pile and put it next to him, "Didn't you tell me to get along well with this cat, the relationship between the men is caused by fighting, just like we are brothers, who is not the relationship between each other? what?"
Wei Ling rubbed his forehead, and no longer bothered about the fight, but pointed to the "talisman" on the ground that had been stepped on several times, and asked, "Where did you get that thing?"
Zheng Tan's movement of chewing on the peanuts slowed down, his ears turned to that side, and he also wanted to know where Er Mao got this so-called talisman, is he really going to subdue demons and suppress demons
Er Mao recalled for a moment and replied: "When I came to Chuhua City, I saw an old man at the train station, carrying a bag and a book, chasing after me and asking me to show love, and the kind that I wrote down in the book. He gave me ten dollars, and he gave me a piece of this thing, saying it was used to subdue demons and suppress demons."
In some stations or platforms, there will always be some people who beg or give love. There are too many people, and it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false. Gradually, I do not know whether the society is too indifferent or the people are becoming more shrewd. It may also be that those scams have catalyzed people's indifference. People's first reaction to showing love is "liar" rather than sympathy.
Zheng Tan didn't know if Er Mao knew about the tricks, but, looking at him, even if he knew, he was just spending money to have fun, and he didn't care at all.
So, this so-called "talisman" is actually just a souvenir for ten dollars
Zheng Tan felt inexplicably relieved.
Wei Ling's attention was not on the souvenir "talisman", but said, "Did you really write your name on that book?"
"I wrote it, why not write it? It cost ten yuan to write it with the hard pen calligraphy that I have practiced for more than ten years, and it kills the names above N+1 streets!"
"Is that so, when the people who donate love in the back of the book write their names, they will know that a person named Wang Ming donated ten dollars." Wei Ling said in a teasing tone.
"I'm not so stupid to write my name and tell others that I've been tricked too? That's a shame."
Sometimes, those who give money are not voluntarily, but "being" donated. There have been reports in the newspapers of passers-by who were beaten for not giving money. Therefore, some people feel that "love" that does not come from their own will is very shameless, especially men with strong self-esteem.
Since Er Mao said that he wrote his name in the notebook, but it was not his name, who did he write at that time? Just made up
"Whose name did you write?" Wei Ling wondered.
"Wang Bin." Er Mao was triumphant.
Zheng Tan and Wei Ling: "..."
I don't know how Ermao's brother would react when he found out about this. And this is probably just an inconspicuous part of what Er Mao has done. Zheng Tan wondered, will he see Wang Bin's name on the advertisements written on the wall for applying for a permit, aspirating air, drilling holes, grinding floors, opening sewers, or the treatment of chronic diseases posted on the antenna pole? Can't really tell.
Zheng Tan felt that if he were Wang Bin, he would definitely beat Er Mao to the point where he didn't even know his father.
Wei Ling continued to rub his forehead, "I really will hate myself, you are killing me."
Ermao didn't care about it at all, leaned on the side of his face, and said to Wei Ling, "Look!"
Wei Ling glanced suspiciously, "Are you getting pimples? Your face is thicker? Or let me slap me?"
"What?" Er Mao waved his hand, pointed to his ear, and said proudly, "Have you seen it, the super invincible big earlobe, the old people often say, longevity and good fortune."
Zheng Tan took a look, the so-called "super invincible big" is a bit exaggerated, but compared to some people with small earlobes, Ermao's earlobes are indeed big.
Originally, Er Mao had to wait for Wei Ling's envy and jealousy, but Wei Ling said calmly: "Don't talk about it, although I haven't read a lot of books, but I also know that the earlobe thing belongs to heredity, or that What uh... Dominant inheritance, you have to thank your parents, we have to respect science."
Er Mao leaned back and stared at Wei Leng for two seconds, "Senior brother, when did you start 'respecting science'? You still engage in such esoteric questions."
When Wei Ling said this, let alone Er Mao, Zheng Tan was also surprised. Was Wei Ling influenced by Jiao Dad and the others
Wei Ling didn't think there was anything wrong with him, and continued: "Double eyelids, high nose bridge, big earlobes, long eyelashes, etc. belong to this dominant inheritance, oh, and the chin is also inherited, look at those stars, dad Mom's chin is not that sharp, but they are completely different on TV, obviously, most of them are whole."
Ermao still looked at Wei Ling with a skeptical attitude, not because of the content of Wei Ling's words, but because of his doubts that Wei Ling would say such a thing. Based on Er Mao's understanding of Wei Ling, this senior brother usually reads a lot of newspapers related to politics, military and sports in his spare time. When did he switch to science? Also hereditary? I used to despise those so-called experts and professors, but why has it changed now? There must be some reason!
However, Wei Ling didn't wait for Er Mao to ask more, and changed the subject to talk about other things.
Zheng Tan continued to listen with his ears beside him. When he came here today, he thought he would hear something about Ye Hao's side, but up to now, Wei Ling has no plans to say anything. It seems that he is not ready to let Ermao know. Also, although Ermao and Wei Ling are brothers, Ermao and Ye Hao do not know each other at all, and their mutual trust is limited. From this, Zheng Tan can also infer that Ye Hao's thing about that thing is indeed true. Very important, high security. It seems that I didn't want to hear any useful news today.
After listening to the singing for a while at night, the two of them left the night building together.
Wei Ling first sent Zheng Tan back to Chuhua University, and then took Er Mao to his place of residence.
In the car, without Zheng Tan staring there, Er Mao seemed much more at ease.
"Senior Brother Wei, I'll rent a house with you first. I'll move out within two weeks. Two weeks should be enough for me to find a satisfactory house." Er Mao said.
"What's the matter? You live with me. Anyway, I'm usually in the company. If you have you, my brothers and sisters will be my companions."
"Come on, Senior Brother Wei, we've known each other for all these years, and I still don't know you," Er Mao winked ambiguously, "Is there a goal? Hurry up, you see that people around your age have grown up children. It's your responsibility, it's inconvenient, now you have to hurry up, don't think I can't see it. You and your sister-in-law will leave that house to you, I won't make light bulbs. "
Although it looks unreliable, but the observation is not weak, what Er Mao decides, Wei Ling will not change it.
Wei Ling was not hypocritical, and said, "Okay, but do you want to rent or buy a house?"
"It depends on the situation. If you like it, buy it. Anyway, in the past two years, I have sold some things with others for some money, and I have savings on the card. Renting is also good. After all, I haven't decided how long I will stay in Chuhua City." Er Mao Leaning on the back seat, he tapped the seat with his fingers, "Brother, what advice do you have?"
Wei Ling was silent for a while, and said, "Chuhua University is good, such as those faculty rooms."