It's a little hard to wear this wish quickly

Chapter 114 Takeshita Cao's Family 9
Pei Yuhuan also found out.

She rubbed her arms and complained: "It seems that people like to bask in the sun, no matter what they are, look, I'm so happy after only a few seconds in the sun."

Photos on the wall:
face wood.

You are called a living person who doesn't understand the pain of death, and you don't feel back pain while standing and talking.

Suddenly remembered something, hurriedly took out the questionnaire and read it carefully, and finally found it on the fourth page.

Question: Which posthumous photo in the living room hides a secret? ——

Ok.

This is a fill in the blank question.

However, there seems to be something similar up front.

Sure enough, she found a question with a suspected answer in the multiple-choice question type.

28. Cao Jianwen has a secret, which is hidden in his and his wife's bedroom. Do you know where it is hidden?

A wardrobe B drawer C mattress D wallet
So it seems...

"Secret? Let me see what secrets you all hide in it."

Pei Yuhuan's eyes fell on the middle-aged man with a fair face and a bright smile on the wall. He stood up on the bench and took down the photo frame.

Cao Jianwen's mouth turned cold.

In the photo, although he was still smiling, his eyes were sinister.

This is the smell of the living.
Really fragrant.

So delicious!
In a place that Pei Yuhuan couldn't see, the man with a bright smile in the last photo turned pale, his eyes were completely occupied by gray and white, and he stared at the approaching face with a ferocious and vicious expression.

"hey-hey."

A hand covered in blood stretched out from the photo, getting longer and longer.

target is
The next second—bang!

Hey, why is it dark?Just a little bit, where is my thin, white, tender and sweet blood flowing happily in my neck?

With his cold face pressed against the cold ground, Cao Jianwen shut himself up.

Forget it.

There are always opportunities.

Then there was another "bang".
Cao Jianwen felt the pressure from above, "Oh, mom!"

"dad?"

"Wife!"

in the hall.

Standing on the long bench, Pei Yuhuan took down all the portraits hanging on the wall, face down, and piled them into a tall pile.

in the sun.

It seems that even the dust is dancing happily.

"It's boring to hang on the wall. It's been a long time since I saw the outside world. Do you still remember the color of the tree and the song of the bird?"

"Hey, you guys were lucky enough to meet me. Otherwise, it would be someone else, heh, would you still want to bask in the sun? What are you daydreaming about!"

Arrange a stack of photo frames in the basement.

neat and tidy.

They are spaced half an arm's width apart, and each is face up.

While swaying, he muttered: "Remove dust, remove bad luck..."

[-]. Unlucky original qi Soul:  …

As the saying goes, my heart is sunny.

But I have never heard of anyone basking in the sun with their buttocks facing each other.

That would be too insincere.

After arranging all the posthumous photos, she patted the dust off her hands and looked at her results with joy in her eyes, as if she had seen the whole family sitting in the yard and squinting to enjoy the afternoon sun. A pot of tea with refreshments
perfect!

"Are you happy? You're welcome!"

Posthumous photos:
I'm dying of pain, okay?

Can you have some common sense? Hey, since ancient times there has been no one who is not afraid of the sun.

Xiaoqian is amazing, right?

Montenegrin old demon cowhide, right?
That kind of boss can only hide in the dark and hide airtight.

Not to mention their little shrimps.

The scorching sun scorching the feeling of soul flying away, now we get it.

But the woman didn't feel anything.

He also walked into the house and found a claw hammer somewhere, and slowly approached with a smile on his mouth. In the eyes of some Seven Soul Group who were "enjoying" sunbathing, this calm appearance looked like a devil coming.

"Don't come here!"

"What are you trying to do! I warn you, I will fight back!"

"The old man quickly dial 000!"

"Husband, I'm scared, I'm in pain, am I going to disappear?"

"Ma Ma Ma Ma Ma Ma."

"It's so hot! I'm on fire! I must be on fire!"

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The seven souls huddled together, huddled together to hide from the shade, and no one wanted to spend more time in the sun.

Watching in horror, the strange girl squatted down and picked up a photo, then turned it over and began to drive nails with a claw hammer.

Ke Yunyun:?

You blinked your gray eyes, eh?It's not that hot anymore.

A dodge got into the face-down photos of the deceased.

The other six souls: .
Pei Yuhuan did not find the so-called secret in Ke Yunyun's photo frame.

So, next.

In this way, the cards were turned all the way to Cao Laosan's.

Hidden behind his photo are ten cute and soft girl coins.

Third Cao: Damn it, put it down!That's labor and management's private money, who the hell put it here.

Immediately a look of frustration.

His current state is just in response to that sentence, money is spent but life is spent.

Money or not, is it important?
The whole family is dead, there is not even a person who burns paper, and I can't afford incense.

When you are alive, you have no money to spend, and when you die, you are still a poor ghost.

真.
Is stepping on a horse the fate in the legend?

Pei Yuhuan was also polite, and put all the windfall money in her trouser pocket.

People walk in the world, how can they not spend money.

A penny stumps a hero, and problems that can be solved with money are nothing.

I think this Uncle Cao thinks the same way. After all, money is something outside of the body. Talking about money hurts feelings. Once she feels hurt, she wants to bask in the sun.

In order to ensure the correct choice, Pei Yuhuan disassembled the frame of the last photo.

Cao Jianwen, who had been tanned for a long time and lost half of his body, rushed into the photo, crying and howling, and finally found his green head card.

Here I stole a line from Gongdou drama that my wife likes to watch.

Your Majesty, it's so hard for my concubines!

There is nothing in Cao Jianwen's photo frame except photos.

Therefore, the answer to this fill-in-the-blank question is Cao Laosan.

She filled it out.

I moved a stack of photo frames into the bucket of the windmill. I originally wanted to pile them up in the main room, but I felt that "visiting" in front of the owner's house was a bit restrained and I couldn't let go.

"As the saying goes, summer is so hot that it's time to sleep. I just finished calcium supplementation and took a nap to consolidate. How can summer without a nap be called summer?"

Seven Souls: .!

To be honest, after you say that, I really feel sleepy haha!

Raise the soul and body first, and wait for the labor and management to recover...

Without the photo frame on the entire wall, the main room became brighter, and most of the previous cold feeling disappeared. Pei Yuhuan looked at the Buddhist altar behind the dining table. The Bodhisattva statue enshrined on it had a compassionate face and tears of blood.

The brazier on the ground was full of ashes, and the foam box next to it was filled with incense and candles.

The red paper on the wall dedicated to the land was half burnt.

There are two rooms on the left and right sides.

She looked at the red-painted door on the right, and her pupils constricted.

I saw it in a dark room.

Behind a pile of debris.

Just leaning against the wall, a black coffin suddenly stopped.

Shiny black.

Like a malicious eye, staring at her.

Pei Yuhuan:
Can't be bothered.

Turned around and rushed into the other room.

On the right is the coffin, on the left are pickles.

This combination is also puzzling.

In the same dimly lit room, pottery altars of all sizes were placed along the walls, squatting quietly, like dolls with expressionless faces.

(End of this chapter)