Returning from the full level: I have covered that sick child

Frowning, Xu Xingguang went back to the master bedroom with Huo Wen'an, and she saw the storage box in front of the dressing cabinet at a glance.

"Brother Zui, go take a shower first."

Huo Wen'an knew that she needed a space to be alone, so she said, "Then I'll go first, do you need me to put bath water for you now?"

"I will do it myself."

"to make."

Xu Xingguang opened the storage box, and found that it contained several expensive bags collected by Mo Yinshu during his lifetime, as well as a bunch of letters written to her by her loyal readers.

There were too many letters, many of which were not opened in time.

In addition, there are several note books, which contain fragments of inspiration recorded by Mo Yinshu during his creation.

Mo Yinshu can write manuscripts on the computer, but she still retains the habit of recording inspiration and outlines in a notebook.

Every author has his own creative habits, and what Mo Yin writes in the book are the fragments of words that she captured when her inspiration flashed.

Xu Xingguang read it carefully, and through the words, she could imagine the unconstrained imagination in Mo Yinshu's mind when he wrote them down.

But there is nothing special about the contents of these notebooks.

Putting everything back into the storage basket, Xu Xingguang carried the box to the small attic on the third floor.Items that are not needed at home and are reluctant to be thrown away are usually placed in this room.

There are no windows in the attic, and the light is dim. Only a few glazed tiles are installed on the roof to let in some light.She put the box in the corner of the attic, turned around and took a few steps outside, and when she was about to close the doorknob, she stopped suddenly.

its not right.

The last time she went back to Xu's house, she obviously packed away all the things her mother left behind at Xu's house, except for those dirty and disgusting bags that You Jingqiu had carried on her back.

Where were these envelopes and notebooks originally placed?Why didn't she find out?
Thinking of this, Xu Xingguang took out his mobile phone and called Xu Zeqing after a long absence.

After Xu Zeqing and Hong Ruhai left Shenyin Island, they returned to the Xu family and lived with Xu Qingnian.

When Xu Xingguang called, Xu Zeqing was cooking breakfast. He steamed three corns and prepared a packet of sesame paste for Xu Qingnian.He is not good at cooking, Hong Ruhai didn't have to cook in Shenyin Island, his cooking skills were even worse than him, Xu Zeqing became the cook at home instead.

After receiving Xu Xingguang's call, Xu Zeqing was stunned for a while, then quickly wiped his hands, and carefully connected the phone. "Hello? Is it starlight?"

Xu Xingguang asked him straight to the point: "The last time I went back to Xu's house, I took all my mother's things away. Where did you find the things you sent over yesterday?"

Xu Zeqing immediately explained to her, "Have you forgotten, the attic is your playroom when you were a child, your mother often accompanied you there to play games and tell stories, and under the attic closet is where you hide and hide things. I When I cleaned up the house a few days ago, I realized that there were many letters in it, all of which were sent to her by your mother's readers."

"I didn't open any of them. I followed your uncle's orders and sent them to you." In fact, when Xu Zeqing saw these things, his first reaction was to burn them.

It was Hong Ruhai who said that these things were relics of Mo Yinshu, and perhaps the starlight had other uses.

Xu Xingguang's status is not what it used to be now, Xu Zeqing didn't dare to offend her at all, thinking that what his uncle said made sense, so he packed them up and sent them to Xu Xingguang.

Xu Xingguang had indeed forgotten.

The reincarnation in another world has been too long, so long that she can't remember Mo Yinshu's appearance, and how can she remember playing hide and seek when she was a child?
"Okay, I see."

After hanging up the phone resolutely, Xu Xingguang opened the lid of the storage box again, took out the notebooks inside, and put them side by side side by side.

Taking a closer look, it really found something unusual.

These notebooks are products produced by different manufacturers, but they have a row of identical numbers printed on the lower right corner of the back——

717700
This in itself is abnormal.

Looking at the pile of mails in the mailbox, Xu Xingguang thought of something, and quickly searched inside, and she really found a letter with the sender's zip code 717700.

The envelope was ordinary in style, the sender was a reader named 'Water Lily', and the recipient was Mo Yinshu.

It really looks like a letter from an ordinary reader to a favorite author. '

Opening the envelope, Xu Xingguang was surprised to find that the handwriting on the letterhead was exactly the same as the handwriting on Mo Yinshu's notebook.

This reader called 'Water Lily' is simply Mo Yinshu himself.

In order to avoid people discovering the existence of this letter, she deliberately pretended to be a reader and sent the letter to herself.

Mo Yinshu's handwriting is as thin and long as pines and cypresses. It looks slender, but it is actually powerful.

She wrote -

[See words like faces.

Xingguang, when you read this letter, you must have already woken up, and I am afraid that the worst is going on.

Recently, I have always had a feeling of uneasiness, as if I was walking staggeringly in the fog, and outside the fog, there was a pair of eyes watching me indifferently.

My intuition told me that someone around me was going to persecute me.

I don't know who that person is, and I don't know what I will experience, but my mother is really uneasy.

Mom doesn't know if there will be a day when I can see you awake, just in case, I can only write what I want to say to you in a letter.

Xingguang, you will see many unimaginable things next, please don't be surprised.

The world we live in is just a false world carefully crafted, called the vulgar world.In addition to the secular world, there is another powerful and mysterious Shenwu world.]

Through a [-]-word description, Mo Yinshu told Xu Xingguang what she knew about the secular world and the martial arts world.

In the second half of the letter, she wrote: [When my mother was young, because of her strong and stubborn personality, she had a disagreement with your grandfather, and she ran away from home for decades, and she never got your grandfather's understanding.

When I insisted on marrying your father, your grandfather called me stupid on the phone, and sooner or later I will suffer the consequences.It wasn't until many years later that I accidentally discovered that your father had embezzled our property to help another woman open a beauty salon, and I realized that he had never been loyal to me.

I regretted it in my heart, but it was too late.

Xu Zeqing is not a good man, but your existence is the only comfort in my life.

A few years ago, when your grandfather contacted me again and told you that you were the only 'transformer' who grew up smoothly without any changes among the many experimental subjects in their research institute, I knew you were different.

Xingguang, if possible, mother would rather you be an ordinary person and live an ordinary life.

But I can't, and neither can you.

The stars never fall, and hope never dies. This is the meaning of your grandfather naming you Starlight.

You are the strongest weapon created by the secular world, your mission is to save the secular world, you are destined not to live an ordinary life.

Mom loves you dearly, but she can only cruelly send you on this road of no return.

Immortality is your supernatural ability, you must keep this secret tightly and don't tell anyone!
Remember!

By the way, I found out that your senior sister, Zhang Zhiyi, died of depression in the winter when she was 15 years old.Over the years, the identity of the woman who has been funded by me and who recognizes me as a teacher is extremely suspicious!

If you meet her, be alert! 】

After reading this letter, Xu Xingguang was still calm. After all, she already knew what was written in Mo Yin's letter.

She burned the letter, locked the attic, and when she went downstairs to the master bedroom, Huo Wen'an had already taken a shower and her hair was half-dried.Seeing her return to her room, her expression was as usual, but her steps were much slower than usual, Huo Wen'an knew that she was thinking about something.

Without asking what she was thinking, Huo Wen'an turned around and went back to the room, and turned on the hot water.

When Xu Xingguang came to the bathroom, he suddenly hugged Huo Wen'an's waist from behind.

Huo Wen'an didn't dare to move.

Xu Xingguang buried his head in the bathrobe on his back, and said a little tiredly, "You can wash my hair."

Huo Wen'an was stunned.

He stared at the bathtub, rolled his throat a few times before asking, "In the bathtub?"

"Ah."

".it is good."

Huo Wen'an walked out of the bathroom first, and only after Xu Xingguang tidied up and got into the bathtub did he re-enter.

Xu Xingguang took off very cleanly. She lay in the bathtub, covered her delicate body with a white bath towel, and leaned against the neck pillow, but her delicate body was not exposed too much.

Huo Wen'an breathed a sigh of relief, hooked his feet over the stool and sat down, picked up the shower to wash her hair.

"Wash slowly, I'm thinking about something."

"Ah."

Huo Wenan washed her hair without distraction, and when he washed her hair for the second time, he heard Xu Xingguang say, "The real Zhang Zhiyi died of depression in the winter when he was 15 years old."

The action of massaging the head paused for a moment, then resumed soon.

Huo Wen'an said, "So the current wife of the mayor is a counterfeit product."

"Ah."

Xu Xingguang put her hands on her abdomen and tapped her fingertips lightly. She said: "I just woke up last year. She went to the hospital to see me and revealed to me the suspicion of my mother's death. It is also because she failed to prevent Jiang Heng from hurting me." I apologized to me about this."

"She said that she didn't have a firm foothold in Xiahou's family, and she couldn't completely freeze the relationship between Xiahou's family and Jiang's family just for me."

"I understand that she is just my senior sister. She has had a hard time in Xiahou's house, and she really can't draw a line with the Jiang family for me. But do I really have no thoughts in my heart? Maybe not."

With a long sigh, Xu Xingguang said with emotion: "Let's not say that the friendship between Xiahou's family and Jiang's family is not very deep, just say that Jiang Heng deceived me, the Jiang family can't take a stand. If she really wants to Help me, you just need to persuade Xia Houshang to make this matter a big deal, and the Jiang family is under the pressure of public opinion, so Jiang Heng can only stop."

"At the end of the day, Zhang Zhiyi didn't take my life seriously."

After thinking about everything, Xu Xingguang had the answer in his heart. "I just don't know if our city lord already knows the face of the city lord's wife."

Hearing this, Huo Wen'an said, "Then let's help her?"

Huo Wen'an's black eyes, which were drenched with mist, had a hazy charm and an indescribable ruthlessness.

"Okay, let's see how you behave."

*
City Lord's Mansion.

Near noon, the staff of the City Lord's Mansion were all about to get off work and go to eat. At this time, the head of the statistics department stepped on a pair of ten-centimeter black high-heeled shoes and pushed open the glass door of the secretary's office.

She put a document on the desk No. 5, and said to the handsome young man sitting behind the desk: "Secretary You, the last time the city lord asked for a comprehensive check of all the dead people who died but did not go to the police station in the past 20 years. Registration of death certificates, taking the opportunity to defraud government subsidies. This is the list sent over after thorough verification.”

You Jiaoyang glanced at the document, and asked in a gentle and refined voice: "How many people are there in total?"

The minister blushed slightly, and replied in a low voice: "3890 people."

"Heh" You Jiaoyang laughed inexplicably.

So many years of defrauding subsidies, that is really a lot of money.

I don't know whose pocket the money fell into.

The minister understood the meaning of You Jiaoyang's laughter, and she blushed and said, "This is indeed an omission of our statistics department, but the previous city lord didn't take much care of this matter, and the previous minister was not so strict. This can't be pushed on my head."

Shaking his head, You Jiaoyang didn't say anything, he opened the document and glanced quickly.

When his eyes glanced at a certain list, You Jiaoyang's brown eyes narrowed slightly, and he said to the minister: "Go down, I'll help you submit this document to the city lord."

Hearing this, the minister breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you, Secretary You, I'll treat you to a drink later."

"I can't stand it."

You Jiaoyang got up, took the document, and walked towards Xia Houshang's office.

Affected by You Mingyue's plagiarism incident, You Jiaoyang's reputation was not very good, but fortunately, he worked hard on his own, passed the civil service examination of the City Lord's Mansion, and became the No. 5 secretary of the City Lord's Mansion's secretary office.

Although Xia Houshang looked down on You Mingyue and Xu Zeqing's behavior, he admired You Jiaoyang very much.

"Secretary You." Xia Houshang just took off his glasses and was rubbing the area between his tired brows. When he saw You Jiaoyang walking in, he put on his glasses again and asked him, "What are you holding in your hand?"

"My lord, this is the document sent by the Minister of Statistics. After checking, it is confirmed that there are 3890 people who have died but have not declared the death fraud insurance list."

Hearing this number, Xia Houshang turned cold, and stretched out his left hand towards You Jiaoyang.

You Jiaoyang handed the document to Xia Houshang. Seeing that the light was too dazzling, he picked up the remote control and closed the gauze curtain in the office.

The light in the room suddenly became softer, Xia Houshang looked up at You Jiaoyang, and suddenly said: "I saw a psychology book on your desk the other day, do you still know about psychology?"

Hearing this, You Jiaoyang said: "Being a psychiatrist was my dream job."

"Then why did you change your career?"

You Jiaoyang said: "This is my mother's wish."

Nodding his head, Xia Houshang said, "I've always felt upset and dreamy recently. You've studied psychology, so tell me, what is this phenomenon?"

You Jiaoyang said: "Distraught and dreamy, I still have to go to the hospital for an examination. Could it be neurasthenia?"

Xia Houshang chuckled, "You're right not to be a psychiatrist."

This level is not enough.

Xia Houshang flipped through the documents, focusing on two purposes, and said while reading: "Maybe the old mother at home is giving birth again, so the pressure is high." Shaking his head, Xia Houshang laughed at himself: "Even if it is me, I can't escape being born." fate."

Pregnant?

You Jiaoyang said: "At the age of the city lord, if you plan to have a baby, you can make preparations."

Xia Houshang is already in his 30s and can have children.

"Madam is busy with work, running on both sides of the Yujiang River in the capital, it is not suitable for pregnancy at this time. Besides, the City Lord's Mansion is busy with affairs, and it is not a good time to have a child."

After finishing speaking, Xia Houshang looked up at You Jiaoyang, and said with a smile, "You're almost 24, right? Do you have a girlfriend?"

Xia Houshang had never seen You Jiaoyang get along with a girl, nor had he seen him answer a girl's phone call, so he thought he had no one.Xia Houshang said: "There are a few girls in my family, all of whom are good-looking and good-natured. Do you see if you are free? Let's meet together?"

Xia Houshang was very optimistic about the kid You Jiaoyang.

He intends to train You Jiaoyang to be his right-hand man, and betroths his own girls to You Jiaoyang, so he can trust him.

But You Jiaoyang shook his head, and said abruptly: "I don't have a girlfriend, but I have a benefactor."

Xia Houshang:!

He was stunned, "What?" He suspected that he heard it wrong.

You Jiaoyang said: "The patron."

It was obviously a shameful relationship, but You Jiaoyang told the 'gold master' the pride and joy of his 'wife'.

Xia Houshang couldn't believe it, "You mean, you were taken care of by someone?" Xia Houshang pushed his temples, and asked in a daze: "Dare to ask, is the patron a man or a woman?"

This boy You Jiaoyang is good-looking, with broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, he is a high-altitude flower in the City Lord's Mansion, and many unmarried women in the City Lord's Mansion have a good impression of him.

A young man with his appearance will attract the attention of many wolves, tigers and leopards.

You Jiaoyang said calmly: "She is a very domineering woman."

Xia Houshang's mind flashed an image of a fat woman with a double chin, who loved to use a whip to abuse little poor rich women on the bed.

But he couldn't figure it out.

"You are young, you have good looks, talent and status, why do you want to be accepted by others?" Xia Houshang was too embarrassed to say the word "canary" in front of You Jiaoyang.

You Jiaoyang explained calmly: "When my sister had an accident, I needed money."

Xia Houshang raised his eyebrows.

As a member of the Xiahou clan, he has never been troubled by money. When he heard You Jiaoyang's reasons, he felt both absurd and helpless.

"You are a good brother, and I have wronged you." Xia Houshang said generously, "If you need it, I can lend you money." Pay back the money, break off from the benefactor, and be a free and good young man .

Xia Houshang wanted to save You Jiaoyang from the fire and water.

But You Jiaoyang wanted to be burned to death in that raging fire, he said: "No, she is very nice to me."

Xia Houshang had some doubts about life.

"Go out." He asked to be quiet.

Nodding his head, You Jiaoyang walked out of the office calmly.

Xia Houshang was in a daze for a long time before he calmed down, and he returned his attention to the documents.The more lists he saw, the uglier his expression became. When he found out that someone had died 20 years ago and had not declared his death, he was even more furious.

"outrageous!"

Xia Houshang held back his anger and continued to read.

When his eyes fell on the word 'Zhang Zhiyi', Xia Houshang's first reaction was that it was funny.

There was someone with the same name as his wife.

But when he read the identity information of the deceased, he could no longer maintain his composure.

"This"

Xia Houshang put down the document in surprise, raised his head, and looked at the tulle curtain on the left. The dignified and intellectual appearance of his lover appeared in his mind, and a chill came down his back.

Before getting married, his grandfather sent someone to investigate Zhang Zhiyi's life experience, and the investigation results showed that there was nothing suspicious about Zhang Zhiyi, so they were allowed to get married.

But right now, Zhang Zhiyi's name is recorded on the death list.

Then this document, among the materials investigated by grandpa, must be a fake.

More than 5000 words today.