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Persimmon pushed him away: "Don't put it so harshly. Tiansi and I are not together to control her now. You have never experienced that feeling. Death is a momentary thing. Put your own life on On the body of a woman, and behind the woman, there is an evil spirit controlling her. At that time, I said to myself, if Tiansi chooses me, I will definitely be good to her for the rest of my life. Because I cannot meet again To a woman who loves me more than her."

Be quiet, and after a few seconds, Chubby laughed.

Persimmon gave him a blank look: "Go to hell, you will never experience such feelings in your life!"

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Early in the morning, Shizi sent Tiansi to the school. He learned the lesson from last time and drove the car directly to the gate of "Jingyuan".Anyway, it was still early, and the car could drive into the alley.

I didn't meet Hua Nian either, I don't know why he hasn't come yet.

When he reached the gate of A, Persimmon looked around to see if there was an ambush by Hua Nian.

Tiansi laughed and said, "It doesn't matter, even if he comes, he can't do anything to me."

"Be careful. I will also go into the school to pick you up in the afternoon." Persimmon said.

Tiansi planted a kiss on Persimmon's cheek and blurted out: "Let's have sex on Sunday."

Persimmon was stunned for a moment, hesitating a bit when she offered her invitation.Because on Sunday, he went to the alley to remove the door panels as a pure shade.If sex is arranged that day, the yin and yang aura on the body will be confused. "Can I change it to another day? I have something to do on Sunday." Although it was impolite for a girl to invite a man, Persimmon still said this in a difficult way.

Tiansi laughed: "Just kidding, you are so serious. Even if you really want to have sex, it will definitely not be Sunday. I will help out in 'Jingyuan' on Sunday. Goodbye."

When Tiansi got out of the car, Shizi didn't even know what expression she had.When he heard that sentence, one of the main points was sex.The second focus is on Sunday's own affairs.But he forgot that it is impossible for Tiansi to go out for two days on weekends.

Persimmon returned to the alley.He parked the car in the parking lot outside the alley, walked in, and then squatted in the corner of the alley, chatting nonsense with the old fortune teller. "Master, come here, let me sit on the little bench."

The fortune teller also knew Persimmon, and he waved his hand when he saw him: "Let's go, I can't count your fate." The first time I wanted to tell his fortune, he was speechless when he argued about yin and yang. .The second time I told him his fortune, he said that he was full of yin, but he actually threatened him what kind of son he was.Tell his fortune for the third time, saying that he is going to die, and he is still alive to tease the old man here.

Persimmon directly pulled his small bench and said, "It's not fate, let's chat."

"I have nothing to talk to you about."

Persimmon frowned and clicked his mouth: "Master, when did I treat you badly?" Then he handed over the red envelope.

The old man's small eyes lit up now.One must know that this kid's life was not calculated accurately once, but every time he got a lot of red envelopes.

"What are you talking about?" The old man accepted the red envelope.

"Just tell me if Boss Zang will come to the store today."

"You are here to wait for that Boss Zang who is 'now'."

"That's right. Your old man squats in the corner of this alley every day, and you can always see the way. Let me analyze it and see if he will come."

The little old man was counting with his fingers.Persimmon looked at him and nodded, and said, "Xiao Liuren. I can do this too. Isn't it just going around in circles. Today is the lunar calendar...December, what day is it?"

"I'm happy to see you."

"I'm empty."

"How could it be? Let me see if you do the math again....It's wrong, the time is wrong..."

The two of them just sat in the corner studying and killing time.From the newborn sun in the morning, to the scorching sun at noon, and finally to the westward sun in the afternoon.Even for lunch, it was Persimmon called a takeaway from a nearby Zhiwei kiosk.

It's just that delivering this takeaway really made a joke.On the phone, Persimmon said, "Two portions of rice will be brought here. Any dish, 100 yuan each. The address is in the corner of XX Lane, diagonally opposite to the 'Moment' shop. We're just squatting in the corner."

"Huh? Beggars also order takeaway?" The beauty who answered the phone hung up the phone.

Persimmon called again: "Beauty, please check my mobile number first, I have a VIP card in your chain store."

The beauty finally recorded it, and then confirmed: "Are you sure you're not a beggar?"

"Damn! I'll be squatting in this corner right now! I'll deliver it within 10 minutes, or I'll complain to your general manager!" At the beginning, when he first became a policeman, he still relied on his three generations of officials to talk to Zhang. Uncle mentioned it, making the Zhiwei Pavilion a work lunch place for the police in City A.With such a small contribution, he ate at Zhiwei Pavilion, which was received by the manager.

Persimmon looked at his watch, it was four o'clock, and in four or ten minutes, he was going to pick up Tiansi.Is it really a waste of a day here?When I had dinner with Boss Zang last time, Boss Zang talked with Uncle Ling, and he also chatted with the two young apprentices.He knew that Boss Zang would come over sometimes when there was a private order.

The private ordering is now being operated by his senior apprentice, but he said that he has not formally graduated from the teacher, and the finished plan will be handed over to the master for inspection before making it.

The big apprentice said yesterday that there is a private order, and it was too late to chat with the client, so is it possible for the master to come over today and check the homework?

For this reason, Persimmon has been squatting here for a whole day.Four twenty!There are still 10 minutes left, if he doesn't come again, he can only leave first.Persimmon thought to himself.

But this time the fortune teller was right.At 23:[-], Boss Zang slowly walked towards "the present".Persimmon suppressed the wild excitement in his heart, you must know that he has been squatting here for a whole day.

While waiting for Boss Zang to step into the store, Shizi followed him in and said after him, "Boss Zang, I see Hua Nian."

Boss Zang turned his head and said coldly to him: "And then?"

Persimmon stared at the young man in the ad, and said, "Hua Nian is still beautiful. It's been 25 years, and he looks like he's just 20 years old. He's still so charming that it's hard to tell which is male and female. People can't take their eyes off."

"You investigated very clearly." When Boss Zang heard him say it for 25 years, he already had a bottom line in his mind.

Persimmon smiled slightly at Boss Zang and said, "For Boss Zang, these things are just a snap of the fingers, but for me, Hua Nian has something to do with 'Jing Yuan', and 'Jing Yuan' wants my life. Boss Zang should be the one who can hold 'Jing Yuan' in check."

Boss Zang finally showed a rare smile and patted him on the shoulder: "A very smart young man, knowing that there are so many good Fengshui masters in this world, but there are still so many evil spirits?"

Persimmon looked at him suspiciously.

"Mr. Fengshui, ordinary people, evil spirits, triangular stability. You want to have a triangular stability and mutual restraint, but Qu Censhi, you made a mistake. That means I will not get involved in these things. As for Huanian..." He also looked at the young man in the advertisement, "It's beautiful, but he has his own life."

"Master," the big apprentice came over and said in a low voice, "Should we close the door and let the dogs go?" After speaking, he smiled at Persimmon.

Persimmon gave him a hard look, Boss Zang had already gone inside.The big apprentice said: "I saw you squatting opposite this morning, just for this matter."

Persimmon pointed to the picture of the flower year and said, "Aren't you curious at all?"

"Curiosity, so what? Master has Master's approach. And I think Master's judgment is correct."

"You think he's right to watch me die?"

"Aren't you dead yet? But persimmon, if you see this... Hua Nian next time? Remember to take a photo, or call me. Such a beautiful person, I want to see more."

Shizi said angrily, "He's not human. Your master..." Shizi didn't dare to say anything, not even sure if his master was human.Because based on Uncle Ling's affirmation of Boss Zang, Boss Zang should have some attainments in metaphysics.Don't offend Mr. Feng Shui.

After Boss Zang entered the inner room, he murmured to himself, "Hua Nian, he has woken up."

When Persimmon was still struggling with the issue of Huanian, Xiaopang was also struggling with the issue of the door panel.Because the boss of the official money store is too hateful.Yesterday during the day, we negotiated a price, saying that they would help replace the door panel, but the time was determined by them.

It was changed in the afternoon, and he was given ten times the actual value of the door panel in exchange for him to keep the door panel.

But at noon today, the boss called again, saying that the urban management of the xx alley had said that his door panel was the only old door panel in the entire alley.He was asked to replace it with the now popular metal door within two days, or it would not affect the appearance of the city.

"The beauty of the city!" Xiaopang cursed after hanging up the phone. "Brother Chen, that alley has a history of more than 70 years. The land has expired. Why is no one going to demolish it? What are you talking about now? Why is there no one in that place? We Didn’t you just buy a door panel? Just pull out the cityscape?”

Brother Chen did the same thing, he had never encountered this kind of thing in the funeral parlor.No one would say that the cars of the funeral parlor affect the appearance of the city, and the houses of the funeral parlor affect the appearance of the city.So when Xiaopang told him these things, he didn't reply at all.

After listening to Xiaopang scolding for a few minutes, he played a little bit of his interpersonal circle in city a.Call xx's son, call xx's daughter, call xx's son.This xx is a certain leader.His interpersonal relationship is that of a second-generation official and rich second-generation.

When Persimmon called and asked them to go out for dinner, the door had already been secured.