my ghost husband

Chapter 137 Got something

I can't speak, I really don't know how to answer grandma's question.

My grandma didn't make things difficult for me either, and said, "Go upstairs, I'll go to the balcony downstairs to dry your clothes and sheets. If you're too lazy to do this, I'll show you at my hometown and find a relative to help you with the housework."

With grandma's permission, I hurried upstairs.Pushing to the door, Zong Sheng just came out of the bathroom, wearing a pair of boxers, holding a towel in his hand, and wiping his wet hair. When he saw me, he looked a little surprised: "Have you got the things?"

"Got it." I replied.

He wiped his hair, walked to the small desk in the room, and said while wiping his hair, "Take Niu Lifan back to his house."

"Well, he has it."

"Tomorrow morning, let's go to the company to see the progress of Lingling Building, and then go to find him. Or are you going to work?" He asked and looked up at me.

I walked up to him and said, "Zong Sheng, I'm sorry."

"What are you sorry for? It's okay."

"I want to say, let's have a baby." I mustered up the courage to say this.Although I didn't want to have a child with him so early before, I haven't received my college diploma yet.After the internship is over, I have to go back to school and prepare for my thesis defense.But now, especially after listening to grandma's words, I suddenly feel that it would be great if we could have a child.Not for their family's money.Always talking about the blood contract, Zong Sheng is the knife, and I am the scabbard.But in fact, the reason why I can influence Zong Sheng is not because I drank his blood, but because he cares about me.Although he didn't tell me that he liked my words, I could feel it.If we have another child, there will be someone who can influence him.If he is destined to be bloodthirsty in this life, wouldn't it be better to have one more person who can influence him?

Zong Sheng held the towel and looked at me. After being silent for a while, he stood up, turned around and leaned against the small desk, and asked, "Why did you say this suddenly? Because my grandma promised to give you the money?"

"No!" I was in a hurry to explain. When grandma spoke just now, her voice was very low, but Zong Sheng, who was taking a bath upstairs, still heard it. His hearing has really reached a perverted level. "I just think... I just think, this time, if we really have a child, I'm actually not very repulsive in my heart. Zong Sheng..."

"No! Not now!" Zong Sheng smashed the towel in his hand on the desk, "I said not now!"

He didn't have any explanation, just such a firm refusal, I watched him speechless.For a while, the room remained silent.Until I broke the silence: "Okay, don't. That Zong Sheng, in the bridge hole, fought with you and fell off the bridge, it must be Shen Jien." Only Shen Jien has this possibility.

"Yes." Zong Sheng sat down again, picked up the phone on the table, and called Niu Lifan.But after the call was connected, he quickly hung up, looked at me and asked, "Did Niu Lifan send you back?"

"Yes, we were at Sanqiao together. We pulled up the pulp bucket, and he sent me back."

"Who is he with?"

"No one, just me and him, he drove away alone." I wondered why Zong Sheng would ask such a question. "By the way, when I got out of the car, a phone call came to him. He called the person inside 'Grandma', it should be a woman."

Zong Sheng put down his phone: "It's Shen Han, Niu Lifan is actually with Shen Han." His brows furrowed.

Grandpa and grandma stayed in this house for one night that night.Naggingly said that our house lacks this and that.He also said that he would go and buy the missing things for us the next day.When Zong Sheng and I were eating egg noodles at the place where my grandfather lived, the two old men were there listing the things they wanted to buy.There are more than twenty kinds.The fact that there are only eggs and noodles in the refrigerator made them talk for a long time.

The final result is: I will not go to practice, and concentrate on being a housewife.Or ask a relative from our hometown to come and take care of us.pick one of two.

Zong Sheng naturally objected. He didn't like those relatives in his hometown. He knew that he was a ghost. If he lived in the future, he would inevitably feel a little unhappy.The kind of person you know the details of, in the eyes of the elderly, that person cannot stay at home at all.

The final decision is, forget about my internship.As for the internship report, it is enough for my grandfather to directly sign it to me.This semester will be at home until the Chinese New Year, and when we go back to school after the Chinese New Year, let’s talk about it.

This restless day finally passed, and I was finally able to lie on the bed and take a good rest.

Zong Sheng was lying beside me, and the first thing he said to me was: "Is your stomach still hurting?"

So much had happened, and he still remembered this.I shook my head, his hands gently wrapped around my waist, he didn't speak any more, his head rested on my head, and he closed his eyes.He is right next to me.The heart that had been in turmoil all day finally calmed down, and finally calmed down.

Early the next morning, Grandpa Zong Sheng and Zong Sheng and I went to Zong'an Group together.Zong Sheng just showed his face, listened to their feedback on the progress, confirmed that the bidding conference would start in a week, and took me out of the company.

After getting into the car, Zong Sheng said in a low voice: "A week later, Lingling Building will be mine. Find a good day to blow it up, and then I can start to set up the formation. I want to see, the huge external shape, they Then what's in the way?"

When Zong Sheng said this, the arrogance in his tone was impossible to ignore.Zong Sheng is such a man, domineering in forbearance, and will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals.

When we went to Niu Lifan's pawn shop, he hadn't opened for business yet.If he is helping Zong Sheng now, he is already making a lot of money, so he doesn't need to guard the pawn shop anymore, but it doesn't mean that the door is still open at lunch time.

Zong Sheng's phone call came in, and Niu Lifan came to open the door in a hurry only a few minutes later, even with his clothes still on.

When the door of the quaint pawnshop opened, Niu Lifan was holding a bird's nest, his T-shirt was still under his armpits, his trousers were buttoned up, but without a belt.The shoes are still slippers, and there is eye mucus on his face.

Zong Sheng's eyes half-closed, and I asked in surprise, "Have you slept till now? Did you chat with Wang Gan last night?" When I got home, I had to deal with Zong Sheng's grandparents and listen to them for hours. Grumbling, he can still get up, but he didn't even wash his face, and it was after ten minutes of talking on the phone.For a man, from waking up to washing up, ten minutes is enough.

"No, no, I, I, uh, early. I still wrapped that Wang Gan in a red cloth and put it in front of the God of Wealth."

After we entered the shop, Niu Lifan closed the door of the shop.Zong Sheng walked towards the God of Wealth who was lighting the longevity lamp and burning incense in the store.In fact, the first time I saw this in his store, I didn't even know it was the God of Wealth.Because in my impression, the God of Wealth posted on the wall in my hometown is all holding big ingots, but this God of Wealth is holding a weapon.It was only later that Zong Sheng told me that it was the God of Wealth.

On the altar for the God of Wealth, there is a big red cloth bag. It can be seen that the cloth bag is the pulp bucket we pulled up from the third bridge yesterday.

After enjoying the incense, Zong Sheng brought the red cloth bag to the table where Niu Lifan was receiving guests, and opened the red cloth bag, revealing the pulp bucket inside.

In fact, I just took a look at the pulp bucket last night, and I was completely frightened.

Looking at it now, because I was prepared, I was not so scared, and I was able to ask my question: "Didn't it mean that it was completely sealed with cement? Why can I clearly see that it is a human head now? "

Zong Sheng squatted down, looked at the small bucket, and carefully observed the human bones in the bucket, which made me pay attention.Following his example, he squatted down and looked at the human head in the slurry bucket more closely.

Looking at it, I looked up and saw Zong Sheng's focused appearance, and then looked at the skull in the barrel, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

He heard my laughter, raised his head, looked at me, and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

I pointed to the head in the barrel: "His cheekbones are also horizontal. The one I met in the basement last time was the same. Fortunately, you have a pretty handsome face."

He just looked at me and didn't answer my question.

Niu Lifan didn't know where he came out, and he was washing his face with a towel in his hand.Said: "The face is full of flesh. This word is used to describe people who are sinister, cunning, and vicious. It fits the facial features of a ghost."

"Zong Sheng is not!" I objected.

"I'll just say it casually. He is an exception. He has your blood contract, but others don't."

Zong Sheng stood up and said, "He was not sealed with cement, but someone used cement mixed with cinnabar to seal his ears, eyes, nose, and mouth. The main parts of his head were sealed with cinnabar." Wang Qian will mistakenly think that the whole head has been poured with cement. I was able to find him with the sand on the wall on the [-]th floor of the Shane Hotel. The cement was not sealed properly, and after the brain pulp rotted, it left a gap in the closed barrier."

"Well, it's disgusting."

"It's all a fossil." Niu Lifan leaned over.

As soon as Zong Sheng looked up at him, he asked, "Who were you with last night?"

Niu Lifan was stunned for a moment, and after a few seconds, he laughed dryly: "I, who can I be with, there is no one else at home. I am alone. A single dog. How do you ask this?" Turning it in the hand, just like someone turning a handkerchief, water droplets flew out.I turned my face away and shouted: "What towel are you turning? The water is spilling out."

"Ah?! I didn't turn it! Oh, turn it? No more, no more. I'm a bitch."

(End of this chapter)