Ghost Shelter System

"Old Qin, congratulations! You guys are here to have a meal, hahahahaha..."

At noon, Uncle Li, Uncle Zhang, and Uncle Guan, a group of workers who were close to Dad, gathered at Qin Kun's house.

Although my father has a bad temper, he is upright and upright and has many friends. Qin Kun didn't study hard in middle school and caused trouble by messing around and broke the arm of the director's nephew. Some of his friends severed ties with Qin Mangui.

The rest are all on good terms.

"Hey, Kunzi, you are so promising! He looks the same every year."

"Hahahaha... what did my uncle say back then? This wild guy must be more promising than your father."

"Isn't it? Look at this car, it's so aggressive!"

"Kunzi, have a drink with uncle."

Most of these people came for Qin Kun. Qin Kun was very experienced in handling such occasions. He drank a few glasses of good wine, boasted a few words and made some harmless jokes, and the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves.

After drinking a little at noon, the uncles returned home happily. The relationships that should be gone were gone, and the face that should be given to the father was enough. Qin Mangui's face was also flushed.

"Son, do you want anything to eat?"

The mother came up and saw Qin Kun saying no, and discussed with excitement: "This year's Chinese New Year, do you want to go back to your parents' home with me?"

Qin Kun didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You didn't take me with you when you went back to your parents' house in previous years."

"I won't take you with me? I'm afraid you'll beat up some of your cousins!"

"... Qin Xue obviously beat your nephews, and it was my father who scolded your uncles. What does it have to do with me?"

"It's none of your business. If your father and your sister hadn't said that to you, how could you not have done anything? If you did, how could I have the nerve to return to my parents' home in the future..."

His mother, Zhang Chunxue, was a little dissatisfied. She remembered how Qin Kun and she were ridiculed when they returned home a few years ago, and felt sorry for her son.

But after all, they were beaten, so I have to bear some responsibility.

"Kunzi, your cousins ​​don't know much, so don't be as knowledgeable as them. You found jobs for Er Ming and San Liang in the city. Your uncles knew about it and asked me to find you. Find some decent jobs for their cubs. I regret neglecting you."

The mother was obviously trying to make amends for her nephews. Qin Kun couldn't embarrass her old man, so he said, "Okay, I understand. Why don't you go back?"

Qin Kun let go, and Zhang Chunxue was very happy: "By the way, Mom has recently found someone for you, the daughter of the owner of the county hotel."

My mother used to work in the canteen of the factory and was very good at cooking. Now she also helps out in restaurants in town and county restaurants when she has free time. Qin Kun was amazed that his mother was going further and further into being a matchmaker for him, so he hurriedly refused. This was a passive blind date.

"Stop it! I'm only 24 after the New Year!"

"Twenty-four is not too young! You have a car, a house, and a handsome appearance. People all over the street praise you as a golden turtle."

"Wu Chao, a boy from the Wu family next door, was admitted to Shanghai University of Science and Technology. He is a famous university student and everyone in the family regards you as a role model."

It is the norm for contemporary women to have children and everything is sufficient. When they reach middle age, the only thing they can show off is their children, and in her opinion, her son has corrected his evil ways and is becoming more and more promising.

Before Zhang Chunxue could say anything, Qin Kun looked helplessly at his father, and Qin Mangui acted like the head of the family.

"Fuck me, go and discipline your daughter. Just now, Lao Li and Lao Guan came over to eat without showing their faces. They just played with their mobile phones in the room! They have no manners."

Zhang Chunxue was stunned. Yes, Qin Xue has become more and more ignorant since she went to college. She should be taken care of.

Qin Kun breathed a sigh of relief when his mother finally left, and sat on the sofa with Qin Mangui, staring at each other with big eyes.

To be honest, Qin Kun has changed a lot since he came back this year.

He has a calm temperament and restrained edge. He feels that he is far away from his previous reckless image. Qin Mangui can no longer see through his son. He lives in a small town and doesn't understand how his son can earn so much money all at once and suddenly have such a big family. Changes, he only knew that Qin Kun was much more promising and capable now than he was back then.

Seeing Qin Kun holding a cigarette and looking careless, Qin Mangui wanted to scold him, but couldn't seem to find anything to find fault with.

"Hmph! The car he drives is better than the factory director's son's."

Qin Kun curled his lips after hearing what his father had been holding back for a long time.

"Really? Didn't your factory director's son drive a sports car while studying abroad?"

Qin Mangui flicked the ashes of his cigarette. His house was a bungalow. In the middle of the yard, there was a mechanical beast parked. It had a metallic texture and a wild look. Qin Mangui looked away, suppressing the excitement in his heart, and said lightly: "That damn sports car is all because of his father's greed." Workers bought it with their hard-earned money, but you are different.”

Qin Kun smiled. Growing up, it was rare to hear his father praise him. He was satisfied with this attitude.

"This is 100,000, left for you to play cards during the New Year."

"take it back."

Qin Kun ignored it and continued: "There is a box of Huadiao in the car, a box of Maotai, three pieces of China, and three pieces of Yuxi. You can give it to whomever you want."

"You can keep this."

After reporting the new year goods he had brought to his father, Qin Kun said, "Dad, I want to ask you something."

"What's wrong?"

"Have you slept well lately? You haven't been running around anywhere, right?"

Qin Mangui was confused by the question. He thought for a while and said, "What did your mother say again? I've been running around factories and orchards recently. I haven't slept well. Sometimes I have nightmares. It's quite strange. I always dream about your grandpa. Take me away, and you still dream about your dead grandma.”

Qin Kun saw a cloud of black energy gathering between his brows when Qin Mangui was speaking. He opened his eyes and found that the sun lamp in Qin Mangui's spiritual place was flickering on and off. Qin Kun was sure: he was infected with evil spirits.

Qin Kun patted Qin Mangui's head, and the ghost spear Xuanhui quickly pierced it, pulled out a ball of filth and swallowed it.

"so rude!"

Qin Kun's behavior was scolded by Qin Mangui. Qin Mangui suddenly felt his mind clear, as if he had sobered up, and felt particularly comfortable.

"Huh? What did you just do?"

The worms were pulled out and the yang energy was injected. Qin Kun smiled: "This is the Dingmen Brahma point massage method. You don't understand. It is used to help sleep and calm the mind."

Qin Mangui didn't believe it, but he did feel more comfortable all of a sudden, as if his brain was suddenly breathing.

Qin Kun put a blood jade on the table: "This is the protective jade I asked for. Remember to wear it."

…

The Chinese New Year, for an adult, is a feeling of loss. Every year at the end of the year, you realize that you are one year older and farther and farther away from the word childlike.

On New Year's Eve, Qin Kun carried a bag of paper money as usual and headed to Youyinggong Temple.

Childishness does not belong to Qin Kun, but to the naughty kids on the street. The children had a great time playing. A little boy squatted in the corner to defecate. The other friends threw match cannons to blow him up. He looked like he wanted to leave but couldn't, and he smiled helplessly.

The child cried heartbrokenly and looked at Qin Kun as if asking for help. Qin Kun could only give him a helpless expression and left in a hurry.