my ghost husband

Chapter 273 Among the people = descendants luck

Xiaomi was still saving her facial mask, another female colleague in the dormitory answered me: "No, but when we were about to get off work, a high school girl passed by the glass room and stood at the door for a long time. We also said It reminds me of what happened when we were in high school."

"So you're sure it's a high school girl?"

"Put on your school uniform."

I sighed in disappointment: "Thank you, you guys rest, I will go back too."

Just as I was about to leave, Xiaomi had already rescued her mask, and hurriedly ran towards the door of the room and said, "Youxuan, Youxuan, that," she pushed me out of the dormitory, closed the door with her backhand and asked: "How is the little boss? When we came back, we heard people said that the little boss passed out today, but he didn't go to the hospital. He was still resting upstairs with the boss. Look at his usual white appearance, his body is so Isn't it not too good? It's not a good thing for a boy to be so white."

"You care about him so much? Want to chase him?" I smiled. I knew that Xiaomi didn't have that kind of thought. She did think about it before, but she was scared away by my words.

Xiaomi smiled and patted me on the shoulder: "Why are you robbing me? Just ask, gossip."

"He's fine! Hypoglycemia, anemia, that's why his face is pale. Just take a rest. Then I'll go down first."

"The man is still anemic. It's true." Xiaomi muttered and pushed me, so I went downstairs.Straight out of the company, Zong Sheng was already waiting in the car.When I got into the car, I saw that Zong Sheng had put the Bodhisattva wrapped in red cloth in a box.I really didn't expect this thing to have such a big impact on Zong Sheng.I used to think that going to the temple to worship the Bodhisattva was useless, but now I know that the Bodhisattva is really useful, and the effect is not small.

I hugged the Bodhisattva's box and asked, "Is it really that powerful?"

"He's just in charge of these things. People like me who haven't registered there, he saw it, and of course he won't let it go, because I'm the proof of their dereliction of duty. Following Lao Bei, I'm just paying homage to my ancestors." It’s just a master, the bodhisattva has never formally worshiped.”

"Then it will be like this forever?"

"It's very rare for a ghost to live to my age. The number of times I see gods is even less. But it's not impossible. When I have a child, I will have my own blood in this world. He It won't be against me."

Speaking of this, I lowered my head, child, this question is really not that easy.

This evening, Zong Sheng placed the box containing the Bodhisattva statue on the small table in the living room, and moved the small table to the French window, and placed his small green plants around the small table.I don't understand why he did it, and he didn't explain it.But from the way he looked, he was quite respectful to that Bodhisattva.

Grandpa turned on the phone and asked about Zong Sheng's situation. It seemed that he had returned from drinking with the investor.I listened to them talking on the phone, as if the investor invested in the current Youpin.Zong Dahong also said that on the real estate side, they lost money last year, and grandpa was dragged out and beaten in the [-]th night.Still moved the money from the mine to pay wages here.Now that Zong Sheng is going to start a big project as soon as he comes back, Grandpa and the others have started looking for investors.I don't know if Zong Sheng knows about this.

In fact, I think Zong Sheng's grandparents are quite difficult.Although grandpa is quiet and serious, and grandma is too talkative and vicious, they can still see their feelings for Zong Sheng.After Zong Sheng hung up the phone, I still sat on the bed and told him about the loss of money in the real estate industry and the fact that my grandfather was dragged to the orchard in the [-]th night to fight.Plus now, they almost spare no effort to meet Zong Sheng's request, regardless of whether these requests are reasonable or not in their opinion.

Zong Sheng leaned on the bed, put his hands behind his head, and said after a while: "With my grandson, they are destined to have a bad life. My grandparents are also old, and they look older than their actual age. I Pay attention, whether it is my grandpa or grandma, both of them are tall and deep, and they are tall, and they will grow in age. The deep, long and wide people are good. But my grandpa and grandma There are stripes all over."

"Horizontal stripes, no?" I recalled the appearance of my grandparents, but I really didn't notice them.

"The horizontal stripes are not very obvious, but you can see it when you look closely, especially my grandfather, and it is an obvious pit. I asked when I was a child, and he said that it was the scar left by falling on his body when he was drunk. People with horizontal stripes are not lucky to get married. My grandma was only married when he was in her 30s. Grandma has a temper like that, and she is unwilling. And people with horizontal stripes will also work hard for their children and grandchildren. For My mother, for me, they didn't spend less time. There are pitfalls among people, which means the luck of descendants. In my grandparents' time, which family didn't have several children. As far as our family is concerned, there is only my mother, or my grandparents also I won’t care so much about my ghost. My grandma has a mole in her family. This kind of child is not destined to be born, or the child’s health will not be good after birth. It would be good to save my mother. If I Mom is in good health and her own energy is strong, so she won't have a ghost like me."

"If you talk about your grandparents, you just talk about your grandparents. Why are you always talking about you?" I said, and he mentioned the ghost several times.It can show that he doesn't care about this identity, and he can use it to say casually, or it can show that he cares too much about this identity, so he keeps holding on to it.

I was still thinking about letting him forget about this for a while, so I climbed onto him.It was the first time, or maybe the second time, that I took the initiative to get along with each other for such a long time.

At first, I thought that he had rested for most of the day today, and he was fine.But who knew, when I approached him, one of his fingers touched my forehead and said, "The Bodhisattva is downstairs, don't be presumptuous."

My face turned red, it was quite embarrassing to do this at first, but I lost all courage when I told him so, so I just got under the quilt and covered my face.

When I went to work the next day, Zong Sheng sent me directly to the glass house, and I took the box containing the Bodhisattva, and Niu Lifan would come and get it from me after a while.Zong Sheng was going back to the company to work, and at the same time, he wanted to pay attention to Zong Dahong's situation.

Niu Lifan came to take the box early in the morning.Both Zong Sheng and I are going to work, and he is the only one who can maneuver.What I didn't expect was that Niu Lifan came back at noon.Of course, he didn't bring back the Bodhisattva, but came back alone, and sat on the glass table in our glass house looking at the Shann Hotel over there.

Anyway, the glass house is not busy at all now, and it is good enough for each person to receive two groups of people in a whole day.The negative impact of Zong Sheng's incident has not been eliminated yet.So Niu Lifan sat there, and Xiao Chen had no objection.It is said that it can give a false impression to the hesitant guests who are looking outside, that is, our business here is not bad, and there are still people here to consult.

And I, like Niu Lifan, sat at a table, staring at the Shann Hotel over there.The high school girl that Xiaomi and the others were talking about last night is definitely not Shen Han. Shen Han usually doesn't wear school uniforms at all, let alone when he is at home and not going to school.

I really couldn't wait any longer, so I patted Niu Lifan and said, "Why don't you go buy some fruit, treat it as a visit to the child, to visit Shen Han, to set her up and see what she thinks?"

"If she can really think about it, she will definitely come to us. The door of the room is open, the door of the hotel is open, and her feet are growing on her body. She just can't come. What can we do?"

"Ah~" He continued to lie on his stomach, and continued to look at the hotel over there.

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, the glass house finally welcomed a group of people, not guests, but Zong Dahong.

Walking in the front is a man in his 50s wearing Chinese button-up clothes and glasses, followed by Zong Dahong who opened his mouth haha ​​and laughed, and behind him are several people from our project team Supervisor, at the end is Zong Dahong's wife.

A group of people, seven or eight.Xiao Chen hurriedly asked someone to pour tea.

But the old man with glasses walking in the front didn't take the tea at all, but looked around and said, "Where is the safe?"

Zong Dahong quickly glared at Xiao Chen, and Xiao Chen quickly said, "Over there, over there, there is a safe under the cash register."

The old man looked around again, and I quickly slipped to my aunt and asked in a low voice, "Auntie, where did this person come from?"

"Hmph, the gentleman your uncle invited. Didn't Lao Bei say last time that you were doomed to be killed by Zong Sheng? It also made a mess here, and the business is not going well. Your uncle said that Lao Bei is powerful, but please tell me Beihui was embarrassed, he knew another master, so he went to invite this. I watched, hmph, it's not like that!"

"Where did you invite uncle?"

"Xuanwen Pavilion. I think your uncle was cheated out of money by him. I bought a Bodhisattva from him, and it cost more than 6000. Tsk tsk, it's not a scam. That Bodhisattva disappeared last night."

"No, gone?"

"That's right, your uncle even asked the security guard. The security guard said that no outsiders entered the office last night. Who knows why the Bodhisattva disappeared. I don't think it's a Bodhisattva at all, but a haunted ghost. You still have to invite him. You Do you know how much your uncle spent? Eighteen thousand~! This money, Zong Sheng also said, will not be reimbursed. For this real estate, your uncle paid for it himself."

I laughed along with him, Zong Sheng said it was strange that he would be reimbursed.And basically all the supervisors of the project team are here today, and Zong Sheng didn't come over either.

Over there, the middle-aged man looked at it for a long time, and finally said: "Someone set up this sales department."

(End of this chapter)