The driver who drove Shen Changan may be an employee hired by Daonian, because Shen Changan found that he was very polite to himself. When he stopped at the traffic light intersection, he always asked him if he was thirsty, hungry, or tired.
Shen Changan, who just ate at Daonian's house with a round belly and a large bag of ingredients and fruits: "..."
At the intersection, the elderly lady walked tremblingly. Halfway through, the signal light changed. The car waiting for the traffic light in the back saw that the car in front was still not moving, and began to honk anxiously.
The rapid horn sound made the old man a little anxious. She wanted to walk faster, but her physical condition did not allow it.
"What are you doing out at such a young age?!"
"Is there no one at home to let such an old man come out alone?"
Just after it rained, the weather did not cool down, but it was a little stuffy. One driver had a big temper, so he couldn't help but roared twice.
Some other drivers couldn't stand it and shouted in turn: "You don't have an old man at home, what are you yelling at?"
The man who yelled at the beginning had a bit of trouble on his face, scolded softly, and closed the window. The vehicles waiting around, the horns that sounded from time to time, gave way to the zebra crossing in the middle of the road, as if it had become an island.
Shen Changan said to the driver, "Dude, wait for me."
The driver was stunned for a while, then saw Shen Changan get out of the car, ran to the old man, bent down and carried the old man to the side of the street, and ran back quickly, within two minutes.
Listening to the young man's breathing a little faster than before, the driver drove the car through the traffic light intersection: "Mr. Shen, I heard that people who do good deeds will have good luck. Do you want to buy a lottery ticket later? Maybe you can win the jackpot.”
"If winning the lottery is so easy, who else wants to work." Shen Changan waved his hand, "I won't join in the fun."
When he was a child, he sat on his father's shoulder and went to play on the street. There were many people selling scratch cards on the street. He also wanted to join in the fun, so his father took him to buy a few cards, but only two scratched, and he got a bed. Quilt.
He was very happy, so he acted coquettishly and asked his father to buy him another ten, but this time, he didn't hit anything.
Dad took his hand and said to him: "Getting something for nothing can easily make people feel dizzy and happy, but life can't always be something for nothing. Dad hopes that Xiaoyou in our family, even if he does not ask God to worship Buddha, does not buy prizes. Lottery draws can also become a man who is indomitable and successful on his own."
That day, his father accompanied him and gave the quilt he won from the lottery to an orphaned grandmother. When the father and son returned home, they remembered that he had not bought the military cap he wanted most.
Dad said that he would accompany him to buy on the street tomorrow, but he got a call from the organization that night and left the house in a hurry.
The last thing he said to Dad was, "Dad, you have to come back early."
"Mr. Shen, the community you live in is here." The driver suddenly spoke, calling Shen Changan out of his memory. He looked out the window and thanked the driver.
"You're welcome." The driver got out of the car and opened the door for him, "I'll carry it for you."
"No, no." Shen Changan quickly refused, "Outside our community, the car can only be parked temporarily. If you park for too long, you will be ticketed. I'm sorry to trouble you today, you go home early to rest."
"It's my honor to be able to send Mr. Shen home." The driver saw that Shen Changan really didn't want him to send him, so he regretted saying, "If there is a chance in the future, you can take my car again."
Shen Changan hurriedly said yes, and when the other party drove the car away, he secretly let out a sigh of relief. Are these people Mr. Daonian invited to praise others for their business hobbies, or their attitude would be too enthusiastic.
Enthusiasm made his delicate flower a little scared.
He didn't know how many fruits and vegetables Liu Mao had packed for him. This big bag was really not light, and the refrigerator at home finally had a role to play.
After climbing several floors, Shen Changan heard the sound of the door opening on the fourth floor, and raised his head to meet Uncle Zhang's face.
"You ran off to eat in other people's fields..." Uncle Zhang's always unhappy face suddenly changed. He stepped in front of Shen Changan in three or two steps and stared at him seriously: "What did you eat out?"
Shen Changan ducked back, but he really didn't see that Uncle Zhang was so strong. He lowered his head and sniffed his sleeve, and there was a faint smell of hot pot on it: "I had a hot pot with my friends."
Uncle Zhang stared at him for a long time, with a serious expression on his face, before slowly returning to his signature unhappy expression: "No wonder the taste is so obvious."
"It's so obvious that you can smell it from a few meters away?" Shen Changan sniffed, lowered his head and took out a handful of vegetables from the bag and put it in Uncle Zhang's hand, "Uncle Zhang, this is the vegetables that a friend gave me, I If one person can’t finish it, it will spoil after a few days, so take some back to eat.”
"Green vegetables?" Uncle Zhang looked at the dripping green vegetables in his hand, and looked at Shen Changan with a complicated expression, "Since you are willing to give it to me, then I'm welcome, you wait here."
He turned around and entered the room, and quickly took out a large box from the room and stuffed it into Shen Changan's hands: "There is a thousand-year-old wild ginseng in it, you can stew it and eat it."
Exchange green vegetables for thousand-year-old ginseng, no matter whether the ginseng is real or fake, he feels like a big liar who picked up cheap: "Uncle Zhang, this is just a handful of green vegetables, you don't need it..."
"You look down on my ginseng?" Uncle Zhang raised his brows, his face seemed to say, "If you dare not accept it, I will blow your dog's head." in the bag.
"If you like these dishes, why don't I cook more of them at night, and let's eat them together?" Shen Changan thought that Uncle Zhang would refuse, but he didn't expect that the other party only hesitated for less than three seconds, then nodded.
What a weird old man.
Shen Changan returned home and stuffed everything into the refrigerator. No wonder the bag was so heavy. It turned out that in addition to vegetables and fruits, it also contained two pieces of tender lean meat and a few stick bones.
Fresh bones can't be kept for too long. Shen Changan was reluctant to waste good things, so he washed the bones and threw them into a casserole to stew them.
After preparing the ingredients for cooking at night, Shen Changan was a little bored on the sofa, and turned on his mobile phone to send a message to Daonian. Today he went to someone's house to eat and take it, still a little embarrassed.
Chang'an: Daonian, have you woken up from a nap
year:.
Seeing this period, Shen Changan knew that he was awake. I rambled and said some nonsense to him, although the other party would only reply to him with one or two words or punctuation marks, it did not affect Shen Changan's conversation.
When he was a child, he was a talker who was very talkative. Although he has become normal a lot over the years, the problem of talking tuberculosis has not been completely cured. At the end of the chat, he also mentioned to Dao Nian that Uncle Zhang who exchanged thousand-year-old wild ginseng for his handful of vegetables.
Changan: I feel like a liar who takes advantage of the lonely old people.
Years: Not taking advantage.
Holding the phone, Shen Changan rolled on the sofa, with such a confident tone, even he almost believed it.
Chang'an: I can't finish so many dishes. It's a holiday the day after tomorrow. Would you like to come to my house and try my craft
Daonian looked at the screen of his mobile phone with an indifferent expression. He never interacted with human beings who were busy, and it was troublesome to go to other people's houses.
Year: Good.
However, occasionally, it seems... it doesn't matter
After dinner was ready, Shen Changan went downstairs and knocked on Uncle Zhang's door. As soon as he knocked on the door, it opened. Uncle Zhang was wearing a Chinese tunic suit with his hands behind his back: "The meal is ready, let's go."
Seeing Uncle Zhang's aura, Shen Changan thought in a trance that he had seen a big guy.
After a meal, Shen Changan stared dumbfoundedly at Uncle Zhang drinking half of the soup in the casserole, and quickly found a box of stomach and digestion tablets from the drawer and handed it to Uncle Zhang: "Uncle Zhang, how many do you always eat?"
"No." Uncle Zhang inexplicably wiped his mouth with a tissue, "Do you know why you are the only one living on this floor?"
Shen Changan: "Maybe they have all gone out of town."
There are four families on each floor of this building, but it may be because some young people in Wuming go out to work and most of the elderly live in the countryside, so it is not surprising that the houses are empty.
"Heh." Uncle Zhang smiled, as if to laugh at Shen Chang'an being an ignorant young man, "Before you moved in, there was a family living on this floor, but they moved out within two weeks. You know why?"
"They think there is no elevator in this building, and it's too tiring to climb the stairs every day?" Shen Changan thought for a while, "It's really tiring to climb up and down the stairs every day."
The unpredictable expression on Uncle Zhang's face was replaced by anger: "You are a young boy, you can't be more active, open, and novel?"
"That is, the family owes a huge debt, and I am afraid of being discovered by the enemy, so I can only keep moving." Shen Changan felt that Uncle Zhang's lesson was right, and reality is sometimes more bloody than novels and TV series.
"What debt do you owe, that's because this building is haunted." Uncle Zhang threw two digestion tablets into his mouth, "You lived here for more than a month, but didn't you realize that there are very few residents in our building? "
Noticing that Uncle Zhang was eating Xiaoshi tablets, Shen Changan was afraid that he would become angry and pretended not to see anything: "Although I didn't see how many residents in this building, I didn't see a single ghost. Uncle Zhang, the story of ghosts and gods There is no basis, it is good for you to be in awe of these, but don't be too obsessed, and call the police when you encounter something..."
"You know shit!" Uncle Zhang snorted coldly, "You have a body of merit and aura, but you are mortal to the naked eye.
Shen Changan: "..."
Everyone is an ordinary mortal, so don't dislike anyone.
"Then tell me, where is the ghost on this floor where I live?" Unable to reason with the old man, Shen Changan had no choice but to come up with the facts and let the uncle Zhang sober up.
"She is an earth-bound spirit. She lives on the same floor as you every day, and suffers every day. Fortunately, yesterday it rained once in a hundred years, so she took this opportunity to escape from the building." Uncle Zhang ate one after another. Four Xiaoshi tablets, "If she doesn't leave, she will be so excited by your whole body of merit that she will lose her soul."
"Oh." Shen Changan stood up indifferently and put away the dishes, "Uncle Zhang, watch TV for a while, I'll wash the dishes."
Uncle Zhang: "I didn't lie to you."
Shen Changan smiled and nodded: "Well, I know."
Uncle Zhang: "..."
But your face clearly says "I'll just watch you talk nonsense", you know shit!
"What kind of dishes are you washing, I'll take you to see the ghost now!" Uncle Zhang stood up from the stool, "I won't let you see and see today, so I won't be named Zhang!"
The author has something to say: Chang'an: Next, is to witness the moment when the supernatural legend no longer manifests itself, hee hee.