talk shit

On the night Fang Xuan came back from the basement of Li Family's family, he made one. He dreamed of a hideous little old man with a white beard. He laughed and said

"You're ruining my game, I'm getting bored again. You and that bastard Yechen come and play games with me."As he said that, the old man suddenly turned into a skull, staring at Fang Xuan with empty eye sockets, Fang Xuan woke up in shock.

Later, Fang Xuan ran to Ye Chen to tell her about the dream.Yechen's face became bitter

"Who is that old man with a white beard?" Fang Xuan asked.

"Forest old demon. If you mess with him, this time I'll have some fun." Yechen sat on a chair leisurely shaking his flip flops, and said slowly, the bitterness on his face disappeared, and he took And bring a bit of schadenfreude.

"Don't worry, I won't be scared to death."Fang Xuan was a little annoyed.She hates Yechen's virtue the most.He seemed to be afraid that he was too safe.

After half a month of worrying, there was nothing to cause trouble, Fang Xuan gradually relaxed, and suspected that Yechen made up something to scare herself deliberately.Since Li Quan died, Yechen also moved out of Fang Xuan's house.Wen Jiaqian was very reluctant to move Yechen out, and asked Fang Xuan more than once to tell Yechen that if he was not used to living outside, he would come back, and living at home was more comfortable than outside.Fang Xuan didn't feel quite right, what do you mean come back to live?What do you mean living at home is more comfortable than going outside?He said Yechen as if he was from his own family.Fang Xuan was dissatisfied and directly blocked the words

One day when Fang Xuan came home, Wen Jiaqian told Fang Xuan that the place was going to be demolished, and they could get a sum of money just enough to buy a modest house in a mid-range community.Fang Xuan thought the news was good, but Wen Jiaqian was mixed with joy and sorrow.

Wen Jiaqian is happy that she can change to a new house, but worried that the neighbors around her will be scattered in all directions in the future, and she is reluctant to part with it.The people around them have helped them a lot over the years.When Fang Xuan heard this, her first reaction was to mobilize Wen Jiaqian and Ye Xiao's family to buy a house in a community, preferably with door-to-door living on the first floor.

While waiting for the compensation, Fang Xuan encouraged Wen Jiaqian to follow Aunt Huang to see the house every day.The last two took a fancy to Shengshi Garden house together.When the compensation came, the house next door to Aunt Huang's fancy house had already been bought, so Wen Jiaqian had to buy the upper floor.The two became upstairs and downstairs.

After buying the house, Wen Jiaqian had no extra money in hand, so she could only simply decorate it and move in.Ye Xiao seldom sees Fang Xuan's contacts at two o'clock and one line every day. He occasionally meets at the corridor entrance, but he also says hello, and then passes by in a hurry.But this is enough for Fang Xuan.Ye Chen rarely showed up, except for buying white chrysanthemums, Fang Xuan hardly saw him.On the contrary, Wen Jiaqian often asked about him.Fang Xuan once seized Ye Chen's opportunity to buy white chrysanthemums and asked him, what happened to Li Quan and Yu Zhi in the underworld?Yechen only said three words lightly, go to hell. "Can you help them?" Fang Xuan asked again.

"Karma, no one can help." Ye Chen left after finishing speaking.Fang Xuan had a hard day because of this.

The days flew by plainly, and in a blink of an eye, it entered the cold winter.Girls who love beauty wear thick stockings and high-heeled boots of various colors.Fang Xuan likes boots, but Que likes silk stockings too much, because silk stockings are troublesome to wear, and they can't be pulled off for a long time.So she substituted skinny jeans for stockings, and denim paired with high-heeled boots was a healthy choice.

Flower shops close early at night in winter, at eight o'clock.Fang Xuan closed the door and wandered alone in the night market on the street.Although the weather is cold, the night market is very lively, full of people who come to shop for treasures.The night market is full of beautiful things, you can buy everything, snacks, clothes, shoes, accessories, toys, everything.As long as you have a vision, you can find all kinds of cheap and beautiful supplies here.

Fang Xuan looked at the stalls on both sides of the road, wanting to buy a pendant to match her black sweater.Fang Xuan has a black low-necked sweater, which shows off her waist especially when worn on her body. The fly in the ointment is that her empty chest always feels like something is missing.

After looking at all the stalls selling accessories in the night market, Fang Xuan sighed and was about to go back. When she looked up, she saw the last stall at the end of the night market hiding in the dim light.This stall was five or six meters away from the stall where Fang Xuan was. There were no light bulbs hanging like other stalls, and an old-fashioned kerosene lamp was placed in a corner of the stall.The light from the kerosene lamp dimly illuminates the deserted stall.There was no one in front of the stall, an old woman sat quietly in the dim light.The old woman was wearing a shabby black padded jacket, with her head down, flicking the wick of the kerosene lamp.

Seeing the deserted street stall and the gray-haired old woman, Fang Xuan felt pity and decided to go to the old woman's stall to find something to go home.Only when Fang Xuan approached his wife's stall did he realize why there was no one in front of the old woman's stall.On a dirty red cloth, there are worn-out iron bowls, blackened hairpins, copper coins with copper greens, and some random things with unknown names. Anyway, they look dirty and old, which is frustrating. Appetite, people doubt that these things are picked up by the old lady from the garbage dump