Ghost Shelter System

Qin Kun spent three days in his hometown from the first to the third day of the lunar new year. He lost a lot of money playing mahjong.

Cousin Qin Run won a small one thousand, and his second brother Qin Ming won nearly two thousand. The younger sisters Qin Ying and Qin Qing, who are in middle school, saw the excitement and fun and wanted to join the table. Qin Kun scolded them one after another before making an exception. Let them help you draw a few cards.

The two sisters were very lucky and helped Qin Kun win hundreds of dollars. After Qin Kun gave them a 'dividend' and asked them to leave the table, he lost the winning money again.

Uncle Qin Mantang looked around for a few times, applauded in his heart, and left.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that Qin Kun's expression of bitterness and hatred is just fake. Hu's three-six-nine cards can be broken down into single-hanging eight cards. He is intentional. Qin Kun also gave out a lot of red envelopes when he came back this time. In addition to losing money, he took extra care of these younger brothers and sisters.

The only one who suffered was Qin Liang. Qin Kun lost a lot of money and he lost a small amount. He was the one who lit the fire for Qin Kun almost every time. He could have won a lot of money, but in the end he didn't win or lose, and he was very depressed.

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After leaving my hometown, on the fourth day of the first lunar month, it was time to go to my mother's natal home.

My grandfather’s surname is Zhang. He lived in the town closest to Laomiao Town. In his early years, he was a tofu seller and his craftsmanship was very good. However, he died early. The same goes for my grandmother. A few years after my grandfather passed away, he became depressed and died. .

Zhang Ji Tofu was inherited by his two sons, Qin Kun's eldest uncle and second uncle. In addition, his mother also had a younger sister, her aunt.

When he was in middle school, Qin Kun's impression of his two uncles' family was that they were rich. Although it was a tofu shop like a fly restaurant, at least both uncles had cars.

Qin Kun was helpless when he came back with his mother this time. A few years ago, because he was laughed at, his sister Qin Xue took a wine bottle to several cousins, which almost caused her mother to be expelled from the Zhang family. Her mother had a relationship with her brothers and sisters. They are all very good, but it is a pity that they were affected by the relationship between Qin Kun's cousins, and they have always been worried about him, thinking that he did not educate his children well.

After a few years of relaxation, the relationship was repaired. When Qin Kun's family came this year, the uncle was very enthusiastic and took his second uncle, aunt and family members to book a table at a restaurant in the town.

"Kunzi, I haven't seen you back in the past few years. Let's have a nice drink with me today."

The uncle is a bit rich and has been making tofu all his life. His face is fair and delicate, similar to tofu, and he is also nicknamed "Zhang Tofu".

The relationship between uncle and nephew is quite different for Qin Kun. Uncle Qin Kun is very soft-tempered, kind and shy, but Qin Kun is terrible. There are a lot of troubles in the middle school. There are gangsters with surnames in the county, and they even bring harm to their enemies. Get over the trouble of a tofu shop.

However, after Qin Kun dropped out of school, those enemies did not dare to come. The identity of an idle member of society was much more intimidating than a middle school student. Qin Kun could cause trouble for them anytime and anywhere. Who would dare to provoke Qin Kun's relatives? .

Therefore, for a period of time, Zhang Tofu's family was very distressed. They were eager to distance themselves from Qin Kun and were wary of outsiders' comments. In fact, they did not want to get into trouble with Qin Kun.

At the banquet, three cousins ​​who had not seen each other for a long time looked at Qin Kun. His nose was not a nose, and his eyes were not eyes. Qin Kun drove here today, with the Daben logo and cool appearance. This car is very expensive, and they also Very jealous.

A little bastard has become famous and can make people who are conscientious and serious students crazy. Especially now that they are not as good as him, the eyes of the three people have a sour look.

Drinking is mostly for chatting, which Qin Kun doesn't like, but when he broke someone's arm and caused him to drop out of school, his family had no money to compensate, so his uncle supported him. This was the face given by others, and he had to give it to himself. .

Qin Kun picked up the wine glass and said with a smile: "Okay, uncle, I haven't seen you for a long time."

The uncle drank it happily and encouraged his son: "Xiaobo, drink one with your brother."

Qin Kun's cousin raised his glass when he heard the sound, his expression was a little unnatural, Qin Kun and he also left. Then came the uncle and aunt’s family. After a circle of people drank, everyone with a discerning eye discovered that the protagonist of this banquet was Qin Kun. Several relatives, headed by his uncle, were naturally here for Qin Kun.

"Kunzi, it's not easy to work hard in the city these years. Where do you work now?"

The uncle's words made everyone prick up their ears. Everyone wants to know how Qin Kun got here all these years and how he suddenly became rich. There is a saying that a person can achieve the Tao and chickens and dogs can ascend to heaven. Another saying is that when you are poor in the busy city, no one cares about you. When you are rich in the mountains, you have distant relatives. Life is just like this. There is a rich relative in the family, who wouldn’t want to come over and get lucky?

During the joyful banquet, Qin Kun could also feel their enthusiasm and answered truthfully.

"funeral parlor."

Qin Kun picked up the vegetables as if nothing had happened and smiled shyly, showing two rows of teeth.

What? !

The private room suddenly became quiet, leaving only the sound of boiling eel in the iron pot.

At this moment, a group of relatives looked at Qin Kun as if they were looking at a guy with bad luck.

funeral parlor?

Isn’t it like staying with corpses and dead people all day long?

His mother, Zhang Chunxue, patted Qin Kun on the head and scolded: "What nonsense are you talking about? Didn't you open a travel agency with someone?"

"Before I opened a travel agency, I was an undertaker in a funeral parlor, and I still help out sometimes."

Qin Kun paused, ignoring his mother's shocked expression, and looked up at the crowd: "This job...can't I have dinner with you?"

The atmosphere changes at any time.

Looks of disgust were cast one after another. Mother Zhang Chunxue looked embarrassed, father Qin Mangui drank wine and said nothing, and sister Qin Xue blinked with a curious expression.

The restraint on the faces of the three cousins ​​turned into relief, and sneers appeared in their eyes.

ha? From a funeral home?

"Cousin, it turns out you work in a funeral parlor. Why haven't I seen you in the past few years? Is there anything special about your job? You can't bring bad luck to others?"

"Cousin, is it hard work or not? What do dead people look like? Do embalmers cut into dead people's stomachs?"

"Cousin, will you encounter anything strange at night? I heard that there are many bacteria and dead air in funeral homes, and people are prone to hallucinations. Is this true?"

The three cousins ​​all had bad intentions, but Qin Kun said seriously: "It's not bad, not as exaggerated as you think. I quite like my job. There's nothing bad about the money I earn from my craftsmanship."

From the funeral home...hey.

The second uncle rubbed his nose, his reserved expression was now relaxed, and he said in a strange tone: "Kunzi, why did you find this job? Didn't your dad prepare to introduce you to their factory for a while? What a great job that is. Why don’t you go?”

Qin Mangui remained silent. Hearing his brother-in-law's tone, he clearly looked down on him and couldn't help but said: "Zhang Yongwang, can you hold back some good shit in your mouth?"

The second uncle's face darkened and he said, "Qin Mangui, did I offend you by what I just said?!"

Qin Mangui's voice rose an octave: "What shit is in your fart that you can't taste?"

When it comes to trolls, the one Qin Kun admires the most is his father. He is vulgar and concise, making everyone who listens sick to his stomach, let alone the person being trolled. His lethality is off the charts.

The second uncle drank some wine and became very angry. Several cousins ​​spoke loudly: "Uncle, what do you mean? My father (second uncle) has offended you?"

Qin Mangui's face was a little red after drinking, and he bared his teeth and said: "You guys, you know what's in your crotch, you guys!"

"Qin! Man! Gui!"

The second uncle couldn't bear it any longer, so he smashed an empty wine bottle over and hit Qin Mangui on the head.

Snapped

When the wine bottle was about to hit his head, Qin Kun held it firmly and placed it heavily on the table.

"Second uncle...are you...wanting to fight?"

Qin Kun stood up straight, his voice was dull, his eyebrows raised, and he stared at his second uncle's face.

In an instant, the second uncle sobered up and his lips turned pale. I remember that this nephew even beat Peng Gang, the boss of the county, in middle school. With his body, he was no match for him.

"Kunzi... uncle drank too much, haha." The second uncle sneered, and even a fool could tell from the other person's expression that he was angry.

Qin Kun pushed the chair away and walked over. Qin Mangui was also stunned. Although he was suppressing his anger, he still said: "Don't mess with me! That's your uncle!"

The mother's eyes turned red and she asked Qin Xue to grab her brother quickly. Qin Xue was also frightened. It was difficult to see Qin Kun's expression.

"elder brother……"

Facts have proved that Qin Xue couldn't hold Qin Kun at all. Qin Kun walked up to his second uncle and Zhang Yongwang said in a trembling voice: "I am your uncle! Do you really want to hit me?"

Qin Kun took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

The nephew is determined not to hit his uncle, and he understands this etiquette.

So Qin Kun looked at his cousin and lifted him up from the chair.

"Zhang Zhifei, come out. I heard that you have no job after graduating from college. If you have a fight with me, I will find you a job with a monthly salary of 15 in the city."

Qin Kun dragged his cousin away. The cousin burst into tears and shouted: "I won't go! Let me go! Dad, save me!"

The second uncle sat on the chair as if he was wilted, not daring to say anything.

Qin Kun's mother suddenly shouted: "Let Zhifei go!"

Qin Kun let go and spread his hands with an innocent expression: "Mom, I'm looking for a job for my cousin."

"You're just venting your anger!"

"I'm not. My temper has been well maintained over the years."

Seeing that his mother was really angry, with red eyes and tears streaming down his face, Qin Kun sighed and said, "Mom, stop crying, I'm just kidding." After that, he kicked his cousin who was dragged on the ground: "Okay, Zhang Zhifei, hurry up Get up, I'll take care of finding a job."

After kicking for a long time, my cousin couldn't move. Qin Kun checked and said awkwardly: "Second uncle, my cousin fainted from fright."