"But please be at ease" is just a simple sentence, but it is not easy to do it.
In the long years, Liu Mao has seen many joys and sorrows of human beings. At that time, he lived in the snow-capped mountains. When he was bored, he liked to observe human life. After seeing too many ugly things, it was difficult to have too much affection for human beings.
Shen Changan is a little different. He has a lot of things called "virtue" by human beings. He is upright and not pedantic. He even has some small shortcomings that are likable. It is easy to make people feel comfortable with such people. Even looking forward to the day ahead.
He looked at Shen Changan in the rearview mirror, Shen Changan was burying his head in wrapping his coat tightly, and even tying a knot on the outside with his sleeve.
Sir is right, this is still a cub.
Arriving at Daonian's house, when Shen Changan got out of the car, he smelled the tempting smell of cumin, took a breath, and his eyes were on the grill in the corner, as well as a few people sitting beside the grill.
"It smells so good." He ran to the empty stool beside Daonian and sat down. Shen Changan looked at Uncle Zhao eagerly, "Uncle Zhao, what are you baking, it smells really good."
"This kind of meat is getting harder and harder to find now. When I went out today, I came across it by accident and brought it back." Uncle Zhao took a few skewers of grilled meat from the grill and handed it to Shen Changan, "Taste it. Taste, does it suit your appetite?"
Shen Changan took over the barbecue and handed it over to Dao Nian.
Daonian looked at the oily thing in his hand, and stared blankly at Shen Changan's jacket in his arms: "Put on your clothes."
"If you don't remind me, I almost forgot." Shen Changan finished eating the barbecue in three or two bites, hissing so hot, he took out the warm fried chestnuts from his coat, "The fried chestnuts I brought you. "
Daonian stared at the two bags of chestnuts without speaking.
"Xing Xing Xing, I know your hand hurts again." After being a friend for several months, Shen Changan has seen through Dao Nian's character that he will never do anything if he can be lazy. He distributed a bag of chestnuts to others, and the rest The next bag is slowly peeled off for myself to follow the Dao Nian.
He doesn't like drinking, so Uncle Zhao poured him a homemade drink, and he said with emotion: "Drinking barbecue and friends, this kind of life is really a fairy, and it won't change."
Uncle Zhao was amused by his words: "You have never seen an immortal, so how do you know that you don't want to change?"
"Uncle Zhao, I'm complimenting your grilled meat for deliciousness, why do you dismantle your own platform?" Shen Changan wanted to put on the coat that covered the fried chestnuts, but Daonian disliked this sloppy behavior and let Liu Mao I found him a clean coat to put on.
Putting the last peeled chestnut into Daonian's palm, Shen Changan looked at the flaming charcoal fire under the grill, and suddenly said, "The atmosphere is so good today, I'll tell you a horror story."
Hearing this sentence, everyone was stunned. Uncle Zhao took the lead in reacting and said with a smile: "Okay, tell me one."
Shen Changan turned to look at Daonian: "Are you afraid? If you are afraid, I won't talk about it."
"It's okay." Daonian didn't seem to see the subtle eyes of everyone, "I don't believe in ghosts and gods, so I'm not afraid."
"Oh." Shen Changan took a sip of his drink, "Then I'll tell you a story of online love."
Shen Changan's eloquence is very good, a very ordinary story, he was stunned to tell the ups and downs, and even Liu Mao couldn't help but ask: "Is the male protagonist's online lover a ghost?"
"Guess what?"
Everyone shook their heads: "Speak quickly."
"That night, he deliberately got up early, put on new clothes sent by his parents, and made an appointment to meet the girl in the park. But just as he was about to cross the street, a large truck hit him."
"The girlfriend who had been waiting at the entrance of the park saw this scene and screamed in horror. But there was no blood under the wheel, and there was no body. The girlfriend turned her head, saw him standing behind her, and asked with a smile... "
"Do you believe there are ghosts in the world?"
"So the real ghost is not the girlfriend, but the male protagonist of the story's main visual?" Liu Mao suddenly realized, "This story is well written, so that everyone subconsciously ignores all the wrong things about the protagonist, and puts all suspicious eyes on the girlfriend. body."
Shen Changan: "..."
"Don't you think this story is very scary, especially the last sentence of the hero, is it scary for people to imagine infinitely?"
"Papapa." Daonian clapped his hands three times expressionlessly, "It's scary, it's scary."
"Ah, yes!" Liu Mao followed and applauded, "It's terrible, I'm going to sleep with the light on tonight."
"Changan, you really have a talent for telling stories." Uncle Zhao put the roasted mushrooms in Shen Changan's hands, "It's hard work, eat more."
Shen Changan: "..."
This picture of encouraging four-year-old children in kindergarten is really not sincere at all, right? He ate a piece of mushroom bitterly, making him stick out his tongue again and again.
A glass of drink was handed to his mouth, he took a sip from Daonian's hand, and then glanced at Daonian with a moved look. Usually, he was always pouring water for Daonian, but he was able to drink Daonian's hand. Drinks, it was a huge step forward for their brotherhood.
At this moment, Shen Changan felt that he was an old father who worked hard to raise his children and finally got the reward of his children. He was so excited that he cooked a few dishes for Daonian himself, and then looked at Daonian with loving eyes: "Although my craftsmanship is Not as good as Uncle Zhao, but still good, try it."
Looking at Shen Changan's "forgiving, loving, gratifying" eyes, Daonian's mood is extremely complicated. Who is the older of the two
"Do you want to eat leeks?" Shen Changan said, "Although it has a strong taste, it's delicious when grilled."
"No." After eating three or two bites, Daonian wiped his mouth, "Go to bed early at night."
Shen Changan glanced at the time: "You want to sleep? I'll take you up."
Daonian glanced at the others: "You continue."
Shen Changan said to Uncle Zhao: "Uncle Zhao, you can bake a few more oysters for me. I'll come down and eat them later."
"Okay." Uncle Zhao agreed with a smile. After the husband left, they could eat more comfortably.
"It's so late, why did you think of calling me over for a barbecue?" Shen Changan pushed Daonian into the elevator, "but I'm very happy, thank you."
"Like fun?" Daonian asked.
"That's not true." Shen Changan thought for a while, "Maybe it's the feeling that he likes when he is with friends he cares about." Over the years, he has always worried that criminals will retaliate and affect the friends around him, so in many things All carefully.
Now that the criminal gang has been beaten cleanly, and the atmosphere here is good in Dao Nian, he finally feels relaxed and doesn't have to worry about how comfortable the days are.
Pushing Daonian into the room, Shen Changan walked to the window and found that Daonian's room could clearly see all the scenery in the garden. He looked at the noisy crowd downstairs, and turned to look at Daonian sitting quietly in a wheelchair. Suddenly, he couldn't bear to let himself join the fun, leaving Daonian to sit alone in this empty little house.
Daonian noticed Shen Changan's gaze and turned to look at him suspiciously: "What's wrong?"
Shen Changan shook his head: "Are you sleeping now?"
Daonian was even more puzzled: "Is there anything I need help with, or are you wronged at work?"
Shen Changan was stunned for a while, how did Daonian spread his thoughts to this? With his strength, who would make him feel wronged
"Don't go down?" Daonian drove the wheelchair, picked up a book on the head of the bed and put it on his lap, "Your oysters will be baked in a while."
"It's okay, let them eat first, and I'll sit with you for a while." Shen Changan looked around the room, there wasn't even a sofa in the room, so he could only stare at the bed.
"Sit." Daonian pointed to the bed, "Do you have something to say?"
"No, I just want to sit with you." Shen Changan looked at the empty cabinet, "Are you allergic to pollen?"
Daonian shook his head silently.
"I see that the flowers downstairs are blooming beautifully. I'll find a vase tomorrow morning, and I'll cut a few for you and put them in the room." Shen Changan looked around the room, "Do you have any flowers you hate?"
"No."
"Then it's up to me to cut any flowers."
Daonian nodded dispensably.
"What other people did you meet tonight?" Daonian turned a page and asked suddenly.
"What?" Shen Changan was stunned for a while, seeing that Daonian didn't seem to be very interested in the answer to this question, so he said, "I ate dinner at Uncle Zhang's house downstairs at night. After receiving a call from Brother Liu, I immediately Came here. I met an old lady with limited mobility on the way, and carried her across the road by the way."
"Old lady?" Daonian raised his eyebrows and turned a page of the book, "Go down, I don't need you here."
He has long been used to the loneliness of endless years, and this kind of night is more common to him.
"Then I'm going down?" Seeing that Daonian really didn't need to accompany him, Shen Changan got up and said, "Call me by the window if you have something, and I'll come up immediately."
Daonian glanced at the closed curtains, blinked, and signaled that he understood.
Listening to the footsteps of Shen Changan happily going downstairs, Daonian continued to lower his head to read, and the room finally became quiet. But after reading it for less than five seconds, he put down the book, drove the wheelchair to the side of the bed, reached out to touch the edge of the curtain, and put it back.
When Shen Changan ran downstairs, he saw a white-haired animal that was about to stretch its claws to grab the parrot on the bird stand, and quickly stepped forward to grab the soft meat on the back of his neck: "This is not edible."
The white-haired four-legged animal was in Shen Changan's hands, struggling desperately with shaking legs, but could not escape the claws.
"What is this?" Shen Changan turned on the light next to him to see the white-haired animal more clearly.
Fox, fox
He quickly carried the fox in one hand and took out his mobile phone in the other to check the relevant information of the fox.
"Strange, the white-haired fox seems to be an arctic fox, why did it come here?" After finding out that the fox might be a second-class national protected animal, Shen Changan hurriedly ran to the outside yard and said to everyone who was eating and drinking, " I found an arctic fox, what should I do?"
Everyone stopped their movements, the lively atmosphere was eerily quiet for a second, and they turned their heads to look at the white-haired fox who was being held by Shen Changan and was covered with "Life without Love" written all over his body.
"This... Maybe he accidentally ran into the community, or should he be released?" Liu Mao glanced at everyone, everyone retracted their gazes, and the atmosphere returned to normal.
"We are not the main living area of the arctic fox, right?" Shen Changan glanced at the fluffy fox, "Just let it go, if it is hit by a car and taken away by a bad guy, you should call the police. "
The unlovable white-haired beard: ? !
Everyone: "… "
"Mr. Shen is right." Liu Mao nodded and said, "I will arrange for someone to send it to the police station. The police are busy with work, and we must minimize the workload of the police officers."
"That's right." Shen Changan handed the fox to Liu Mao, "Then I will trouble Brother Liu."
After thinking for a while, he lowered his head and glanced at a part of the fox's abdomen, and reached out to touch the fur on its head: "It turned out to be a boy, don't run around in the future."
Hu Ming: Shen Changan, you bastard, did you hear that? You are a bastard.
"He's screaming so loudly, isn't he scared?" Shen Changan saw the fox suddenly squealing and screaming, and his four legs were still kicking, "Hungry?"
"I think it may have eaten too much, otherwise it will run around and bark." Liu Mao looked down at the white fox with a smile, and said in a gentle tone, "Be quiet."
Hu Ming: "… "
After waiting for the white-haired fox to be sent away, Shen Changan washed his hands and continued to sit by the grill, eating oysters grilled by Uncle Zhao, and discussing with everyone how the white fox got here.
"Fortunately, I found it. This fox's fur grows so well, it would be miserable if it was caught and skinned to make a scarf." Shen Changan joked, "There are often episodes of white foxes repaying their gratitude in TV dramas, I don't know tomorrow. When I wake up in the morning, will there be a pile of gold and silver treasures beside my bed?"
"Mr. Shen, we must believe in science." Liu Mao put a few scallops in Shen Chang'an's bowl, "There are no demons in the world."
"Just kidding, don't take it seriously." When Shen Changan lowered his head and was about to eat scallops, he looked up mysteriously in the direction of the room where Daonian was.
When he met Daonian's eyes, he froze for a moment, got up and took a lot of grilled skewers on a large plate, and an empty plate, and ran upstairs with it.
Everyone looked at the empty grill, and then looked up at the window of the room where the husband lived, where the curtains were drawn tightly, and the curtains shook slightly in the night wind.
Half a minute later, Daonian looked at Chang'an, who was panting and stood at his door, and said blankly, "Why did you come up again?"
"I want to eat with you." Shen Changan put the skewers on the table, went back to his room and dragged a lazy sofa over, "I can't eat well when you're not here."
Daonian turned his head uncomfortably. He was in his twenties, how could he still... be so clingy
Forget it, I already received his key, so I can only rely on him.
Seeing Daonian's awkward face, but not letting himself go, Shen Changan knew that he actually likes to get along with people, and it may be because he has been alone for too long that he has become less and less likely to communicate with people.
"Garlic scallops, my favorite." Shen Changan counted the number of scallops in the bowl, there were only five in total, "I have three, and you two."
Daonian took the third scallop with a blank face.
"Hey!" Shen Changan stared at the scallops that were caught, "Can't you just let me go because I'm younger than you?"
"Respect the elderly." Daonian calmly put the scallops on the plate.
"You're not old." Shen Changan snorted, "You don't love young people yet."
Daonian looked at Shen Changan seriously: "I'm very old."
Shen Changan: "..."
For a scallop, he actually said that he was old, what kind of courage is this? I just said that I don't want to eat, I want to go back to the room to rest, what a duplicitous man.
Outside the door, Liu Mao, who was holding a plate of scallops, listened to the movement in the room, turned around and quietly went downstairs, and when passing the bird stand, he divided two for the parrot Feiying: "The best scallops raised by the Dragon Clan in the East China Sea, it's cheaper for you. ."
Fei Ying didn't want to be ashamed, she pecked the scallop and thanked him, "Where was that idiot Hu Ming sent?"
"It's probably the police station." Liu Mao gave Fei Ying some other things, his expression was calm, and he didn't have the kind face in front of Shen Changan, "A disobedient pet, besides being sent away, what's the use."
Feiying's pecking movement stopped and she looked up at Liu Mao.
Liu Mao chuckled softly: "Mr. Shen likes well-behaved pets, you are very good."
Feiying continued to eat with her head down, as long as she pleases Mr. Shen anyway. Speaking of which, she is quite like a pet that relies on nepotism.
For the next two days, Shen Changan was deeply immersed in the delicacies of Daonian's family and couldn't extricate himself. Besides going to work, he was eating and drinking here in Daonian. After calling him personally, he knocked on the door of Uncle Zhang's house with a guilty conscience when he got off work at noon.
"Dad, you finally came back to save the child."
As soon as the door opened, a phantom rushed over, and the otaku ghost hugged Shen Changan's thigh: "I want to drink Coke, I want to eat barbecue, and I want to eat French fries."
"Get up, don't call me daddy." Shen Changan handed the food he was carrying to the otaku ghost, walked to the sofa and sat down.
"Yo, who is this, looks familiar?" Uncle Zhang raised his eyebrows to look at Shen Changan, and said sarcastically, "Looks like a missing person living upstairs in my house."
Shen Changan: "..."
"Uncle, you are my uncle." Shen Changan was afraid of Uncle Zhang's sarcasm, and laughed shyly, "Isn't it too comfortable for my friends to live in."
Uncle Zhang wanted to ridicule, fortunately the other party was not a woman, otherwise Shen Changan would definitely join the family without hesitation, but thinking that this unknown friend of Shen Changan might be a big man who could not be offended, Uncle Zhang wisely did not say it.
As a practitioner, the most important thing is to be able to bend and stretch. Hard-mouthed and incompetent people tend to die quickly.
"I came to you today, one is to let you get some food to cover his mouth." Uncle Zhang pointed to the otaku ghost sitting on the sofa eating, "The other thing is that people from our Metaphysics Association discovered that , The Taoist priest in Huangpao you mentioned is called Ting Zheng, a disciple of the master of a fallen Taoist temple, but yesterday the Taoist temple announced publicly that Ting Zheng was removed from the Taoist temple and his Taoist certificate was revoked."
"Ting Zheng attaches great importance to false names. In recent years, he has made a lot of money by showing people Feng Shui, catching ghosts, and fortune-telling. He is also touted by some rich artists and businessmen. No one in Wuming City invited him to do things. He decided to come here suddenly. The day before he left, there was no contact with anyone suspicious."
Shen Changan frowned: "Could the person behind this be able to stealth?"
Uncle Zhang sighed and looked at Shen Changan regretfully: "You are a graduate of a prestigious school, something like invisibility is just a hypnotism that deceives the naked eye, making your brain temporarily forget the existence of this person. But this so-called It is impossible to hide under the monitoring equipment."
In the eyes of Uncle Zhang, "I thought you had a brain, but I didn't think you didn't", Shen Changan wanted to say that the monitor could not capture ghosts, but he was afraid that if he said it himself, Uncle Zhang would take off his slippers and shoot his brain , so he said: "Is it possible that a computer expert has changed the surveillance image."
"There is a member of our association who is a very powerful computer expert. He has checked the surveillance video, and there is no trace of artificial modification." Uncle Zhang added, "I also checked it with techniques, except for Ting Zhengzhua. The ghost, no other ghost has entered his personal space."
"Huh?" Shen Changan said in surprise, "Do monks and Taoists also have computer experts?"
"What, it's surprising?" Uncle Zhang said proudly, "If you want to join our Metaphysics Association, Yan Yin and I can be your recommenders. In our association, there are people from all industries, as long as you join our association, It will open the door to a new world.”
"I think I'm a traditional man, and I don't really want to open the door to the new world." Shen Changan immediately refused.
"Amitabha." Yan Yin looked at Shen Chang'an with tolerant eyes, "Master Shen, the humble monk found that you seem to be particularly repulsive about this aspect, why is this?"
Unexpectedly, Master Yan Yin would suddenly say this, Shen Changan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "It's okay, I should go to work. If there is any new discovery, I will tell you in time."
Looking at the back of Shen Chang'an leaving in a hurry, Uncle Zhang glared at Yan Yin: "Look, God was killed by you."
Yan Yin shook his head: "Donor Shen has a knot in his heart. If he can't solve it, he will never be able to accept our metaphysics circle."
"Where there is a knot, there is a knot, why must he accept something?" The otaku ghost sitting on the sofa eating raised his head, "Although he is unwilling to join your metaphysics circle, but your metaphysics circle has something to do, and he didn't stand by. Everyone has their own living habits and persistence, if you don’t force or disturb, life will become better.”
For example, he thinks that he can't be a big man in this life, but he doesn't have to compete with others before he is alive, and after he dies, there are big guys who will feed him delicious food, that's fine.
Yan Yin and Uncle Zhang were stunned, they turned their heads to look at the otaku ghost.
Being stared at by two big figures in the metaphysics, the otaku ghost was a little nervous, and hurriedly drank a coke to suppress his shock: "A few days ago, the boss said that Master Yan Yin had a photo, I think he was right. No matter what he is Identity, in which circle, as long as he is willing to help you, it will be done, why do you have to make circles? Everyone is a citizen of the same country, and they are all working hard for the prosperity of the motherland. "
Yan Yin and Uncle Zhang: "..."
Seems like... Makes sense
"Huh?" Shen Changan was driving the car, he couldn't help shaking, his back was a little cold, could it be that he wore less today
Back at the office, he flipped through the newspaper and found that the matter of sending the white fox to the police station had already been published in the local newspaper. He took out the newspaper and said to his colleagues, "My friends have published the newspaper. I want to take this newspaper back to show them."
Colleagues expressed no opinion, Shen Changan carefully folded the newspaper and put it in his jacket.
Doing good deeds to be published in the newspaper is also something worthy of joy and commemoration.
The author has something to say: Hu Ming, the fox demon: Shen Changan, I'll knock the mud horse!