I was divorced because I got pregnant during the lean years, so I went back to my parents’ home and

Ji Xiaobei only felt a chill all over his body and a sense of oppression coming towards him.

Move your eyes upwards, damn!

A cold purple face and a pair of murderous eyes.

Ji Xiaobei reacted very quickly. Is this guy a human or a ghost? He wanted to block the door and fight.

I'm neither free nor in the mood now.

She shouted coldly: "You came to the wrong door!"

As he said this, he gave a hard push, trying to close the door.

She muttered in dissatisfaction: "I got scared twice in a short period of time. Fortunately, I have a strong heart. This yard is really unlucky, unlucky!"

The door couldn't be closed, and she refused to believe it.

Ji Xiaobei channeled his energy into his dantian, adding a bit of strength, and then he heard a sound of “Ah!” from outside the door.

Who told you to stick your foot in? You deserve it!

She looked down and saw a pair of black boots stuck in the crack of the door.

Three fierce words squeezed in from the crack in the door: "Ji Xiaobei!"

Ji Xiaobei's heart skipped a beat. Damn it! He actually knew my name.

She recalled the face carefully and felt it looked somewhat familiar, but she couldn't say she knew him.

A chill ran down her spine

Could it be that the ghosts that Huang Po talked about really exist?

Ji Xiaobei, a naked materialist of the new century, has seen some of his faith collapse.

We must believe in science and fight against feudal superstition.

More than twenty years of atheist education has left deep roots in our society.

Ji Xiaobei listened to the heavy breathing outside and tried to calm himself down.

She leaned over the crack in the door and looked out.

It was confirmed to be a living person. The man was wearing a black robe and was bending over and pulling out his black boots with force.

"You, you are a human?"

Ji Xiaobei asked.

"Ji Xiaobei, open the door for me!" The voice from outside the door came out from his lungs.

"You, who are you? How do you know my name?"

Ji Xiaobei asked through gritted teeth, turning his stiff neck to look into the yard.

At the critical moment, the two old ladies could not even be seen.

"I, Fu Jichang!"

The sound outside the door seemed to have broken my back teeth.

Ji Xiaobei froze in place for a moment, and all the blood in his body rushed to his head.

"You, who are you?" Ji Xiaobei's voice trembled a little.

"Fu Jichang!" The voice outside was as cold as if it had thorns.

Ji Xiaobei felt that his heart, liver and lungs were trembling.

"You, don't lie to me. I'll return the boots to you. Now go!"

Ji Xiaobei loosened his strength in his hands and his black boots were pulled out. At the same time, a great force from outside pushed towards the door.

Ji Xiaobei cried out in his heart and exerted all his strength.

The wooden door could not bear the weight and with a crackling sound, large pieces of wood fell off.

There was a big hole in the door.

Mu Men: In the end, I took it all.

Ji Xiaobei's hands were empty, so he put his big hands directly on Fu Jichang's stomach.

Ji Xiaobei's hands felt painful, as if he had hit a solid wall.

He shouted, "Damn it, you used a hidden weapon!"

"Boss!" the person in front shouted.

Ji Xiaobei stood still and looked up.

Eyes facing each other.

Both of them stood there like statues.

Ji Xiaobei was shocked, stunned and couldn't believe it.

: Damn, why is it really a small kidney?

Oh my God!

No matter how hard you try, you won't be able to find anything, and it won't take any effort at all!

No!

I searched for him among the crowd for hundreds of times, and when I looked up suddenly, I found him standing at the broken door.

Bah! That's not right either.

That’s right, now is not the time to recite pedantic poetry.

"Little Kidney, why is it you?"

Ji Xiaobei rubbed his fists, looking embarrassed.

It's a nice little waist, how could I mistake it for a ghost?

What a sin, what a sin.

"You have armor with you?"

In order to ease the embarrassment, Ji Xiaobei asked pretending to be happy.

Fu Jichang's eyes moved away from her red fist and he looked down at his stomach...

"Is your hand okay?"

Fu Jichang asked.

Ji Xiaobei shook his fist, grinned heartlessly and said, "Very good!"

"Hey, you followed me? Why are you here?" Ji Xiaobei added.

Fu Jichang raised his leg and walked inside, so Ji Xiaobei had to move to the side.

"You..." Ji Xiaobei was suddenly stunned and suddenly realized.

Oh my god! How could such a coincidence happen in the world?

Old Madam Fu, Fu Jichang...

By the time she reacted, Fu Jichang had already picked up the fallen wooden board and installed it on the wooden door.

Fu Jichang walked into the yard, and Ji Xiaobei rushed to his side and asked persistently.

“No, you are really Mrs. Fu’s grandson?”

Fu Jichang glanced at her and said, "Not like her?"

"Your grandmother is at my house!"

"My grandmother is home?"

They both spoke at the same time.

Ji Xiaobei laughed foolishly for a while and said, "He's sleeping in my room, go check it out!"

Ji Xiaobei led Fu Jichang towards his house.

When he reached the door, Fu Jichang stopped.

It was still not convenient for him to go to Ji Xiaobei's boudoir.

Although, when I was in Jijia Bay, I once dug a hole at the base of the wall, but that was for delicious food.

This time is different.

It is against etiquette to go into someone else's boudoir openly.

"Why, don't you want to go and take a look?" Ji Xiaobei asked with a smile.

"No, I can already hear her snoring!"

Fu Jichang raised the corner of his lips.

Mrs. Lin held onto the left door frame of the kitchen, tears welling up in her eyes.

What the Feng Shui master said is so right. If you don’t give enough money to others, you must repay it if you encounter it again in the future!

Grandma Huang was also shaking her legs, and she looked at Ji Xiaobei and Fu Jichang with satisfaction on her old face.

Huang Po has a new understanding of the Feng Shui master.

"Mom, Mrs. Huang, look who this is?" Ji Xiaobei shouted at the two old women.

Two old women came running over and one of them grabbed Fu Jichang's arm.

"My son, how did you find this place?"

"My dear, why are you so thin? Are you not used to the food in Anzhou?"

"My dear, Aunt Lin misses you so much, and everyone in Jijiawan misses you..."

"My son, listen to what Grandma Huang said. A lot of things happened in the village after you left. Xiaobei's shop is doing better and better!"

……

"My son, come in, come in quickly!"

Fu Jichang was carried to the west wing by two maids.

Ji Xiaobei: ...Okay, there’s nothing for me to do now, I’ll go check out that broken door!

Suddenly a muffled voice came from behind her.

"Why are you running? Why don't you go into the house..."

After Mrs. Lin finished speaking, she came up to pull Ji Xiaobei.

Ji Xiaobei: I...why do you want me to go? He knows his grandmother is at our house.

"You little brat, come in! Come in!" Mrs. Lin pushed Ji Xiaobei into the house forcefully.

"Bei, please tell my son about his grandmother. I'm going to go cook..."

Mrs. Huang pushed Fu Jichang down on the chair, walked out of the door neatly, and closed it...