My friends are gods

Chapter 79 The Flower Picker in the Trash Can
The girl was startled, and her delicate body trembled slightly.

Qi Xianyue is her name.

Grandpa rarely called her by her first name directly, but if her full name came out, it was probably something serious.

But Qi Xianyue felt aggrieved, and muttered in a low voice: "A person who puts on airs has actually bluffed Grandpa."

"Shut up!"

The old man stared with great dignity, but when he saw his granddaughter shrinking her head timidly, his heart softened, and he said earnestly, "There are many things in the family that you can't understand, so you don't understand. That young man is definitely not Chi Zhong. He is... a master who truly understands the Book of Changes."

Hearing this, Qi Xianyue was finally startled, and looked at the old man in amazement.

Understand the Book of Changes.

These three words are definitely not light.

Is it possible to understand the wonderful book that has been condensed by thousands of years of ancient people's painstaking efforts?
But Qi Xianyue knew in her heart that grandpa would never just talk about it.

The old man said softly: "I often tell you that people must be in awe. You just ignore this sentence. Today, this young man, if he can win, he will win. If he can't, don't let him hate him. People, if you can seek good luck and avoid bad luck, and make friends with them, it will only be good for you, not bad."

"Understood." Qi Xianyue lowered her head and said, at this moment, her attitude towards Song Qiming changed slightly.

The old man said slowly: "After you go back, you are not allowed to leave the door for half a month."

"what?"

Qi Xianyue was taken aback, and she was not allowed to go out for half a month. How could she, who was naturally escaped, endure it?

"Ah what?!" The old man stared, and said: "Even if he intends to scare you, he would rather believe it than believe it!"

Qi Xianyue immediately lowered her head and said, "Got it."

"and also……"

The old man frowned slightly, and asked, "That boy Wei Ling, how is your investigation of the Skull and Bones going?"

Qi Xianyue pouted, obviously still dissatisfied, but still responded: "I haven't had much contact recently, I just heard that he was beaten by a guy named Song Qiming in school, and I'm afraid he is depressed now."

"Oh?" The old man was surprised, and said, "Wei Ling was beaten by a student?"

For the grandson of this best friend, the old man knew very well. With his strength, he had already vaguely touched the threshold of that place, and he was beaten by a student?
"I don't understand either." Qi Xianyue shook her head.

The old man frowned and said, "Later, when investigating that student named Song Qiming, even Wei Ling was defeated..."

"I know." Qi Xianyue nodded.

"Also, tell Wei Ling, don't investigate the Skull and Bones Society, let him go home." The old man frowned deeper, and said: "A small Skull and Bones Society, just leave it to the people below. He is a dignified young master of the Wei family. Just like a child, fooling around all day long!"

Qi Xianyue sighed, and said: "Wei Ling wanted to enter that place even in his dreams. Now that he has such an opportunity, of course he is not willing to give up. Let him go home...he may not listen."

"Humph!"

The old man snorted coldly: "That place is so powerful that the Skull and Bones can be wiped out with one breath, why don't they go there by themselves?

Treat this matter as an assessment for entering that place, and we are not allowed to intervene, thanks to them thinking of it!

Wei Ling was still a child after all, what if he died at the hands of Skull and Bones?
Anyway, let him go home! "

In the end, the old man was a little angry.

Wei Ling is the grandson of his best friend.

And the little brother said earlier that within a month, his best friend will pass away.

He doesn't have many close friends.

You can't watch a good brother who was born and died together not see his grandson before he dies.

Of course, the little brother's one-sided words cannot be completely believed.

But still the same sentence, I would rather believe what I have than what I don't have.

……

Leave the Expo library.

Song Qiming put the Book of Changes into the storage space and came to Huayuan Community, as usual.

Buy flowers, write, and put them in the lattice cabinet.

I checked the time, it was not afternoon yet.

He was not in a hurry to leave, he took out two red ropes from his body, and simply waited beside the lattice cabinet.

Only Song Qiming could see these two red ropes, and no one else could.

As long as the woman comes out, he has to tie the red rope to the woman.

One o'clock in the afternoon.

The winter sun is warm but not hot, bright but not glaring.

Song Qiming didn't wait for Ji Qiuxue, shook his head, and left the Huayuan community. Two o'clock in the afternoon was the time he had agreed with Lu Mingxue, so he couldn't wait any longer.

After Song Qiming left, Ji Qiuxue walked out from the safe passage in the stairwell.

She came here as usual, intending to take out flowers and leave a note, but who knows that she didn't receive it.

This made her sneer inwardly.

O man!

Sure enough, there is no perseverance.

In fact, Ji Qiuxue already felt that he had misunderstood Song Qiming, otherwise the latter would not continue to apologize.

Since the other party stopped apologizing, that's fine.

Just as he was about to leave, he found Song Qiming's figure.

Ji Qiuxue hates men.

Especially the man who pinched her chest, tore her stockings, and took off her high heels.

So she hid herself, saw Song Qiming put things into the lattice cabinet with her own eyes, and waited for a while before leaving.

"I want to see how long you can last."

After throwing the flowers into the trash can, Lu Mingxue took the note and left here to go to tutoring.

Do not insist that people have no perseverance.

I insisted that I should see the limit of others.

O woman!

Right after Lu Mingxue left.

A scruffy man in a tattered overcoat walked by.

Picking up flowers from the trash can, she grinned and bowed to Lu Mingxue.

The man's legs and feet are a bit inconvenient, and he walks with a limp. He was cheated in Haizhou City, and it was extremely difficult to find a job. No company, company or even a construction site wanted him, so he had to live on the streets.

And these days, he picked up a bouquet of flowers every day from the trash can, and in the flower shop, such a bouquet of flowers cost at least 160 yuan, and he sold them at a low price of 36 yuan to the male students chasing girls. The students have no money and don't care about the sloppy men, so they will buy them at a reserve price to make their female classmates happy.

The man was thinking that he would almost need to change his outfit so that he could continue to look for a job, otherwise he would not be able to apply for a job anywhere.

He sighed.

Two days ago, he saw someone posted a small advertisement, saying that he was looking for someone with a mark on his feet. If the person was right, he could get 50. This is a huge sum. In the past, there was also 100 yuan to take.

100 yuan.

A man has to pick up a bouquet of flowers every day, and he has to pick them up for three days, but as long as he goes there to show them, he can get 50, or even get lucky and get [-] without delaying picking things by himself.

Bah, what are you picking up with 50, continue to start a business!
pity.

The man sighed, took off his clothes, and looked at his chest.

A delicate and small gourd-shaped imprint is as lifelike as a tattoo.His parents once told him that this was his birthmark, which was born with him.

"Not even the birthmark, it looks out of place."

Shaking his head, the sloppy man sighed.

(End of this chapter)