The crazy little ancestor of Master Lu is so stupid

The last time they were drinking here, Lu Xun couldn't help but tell Lan Minglang.

Only then did Lan Minglang realize that he had misinterpreted Lu Xun's meaning.

He and Ayu can't meet on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, but they can only sleep together on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month.

Fortunately, they endured the pain of missing each other and waited until the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month to meet.

After knowing this, Lan Minglang naturally no longer cared. The other two days happened to be the first day of the new year, so it was a natural thing to do.

Afterwards, the two began to worry. Although Ayu was a ghost, because of Lu Xun's magic, Ayu who came out at night was no different from a human except that her body was a little cold.

The two of them specifically searched the Internet about whether ghosts could get pregnant.

As a result, the official suggested that this netizen go to a mental hospital.

There was no other way. The person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it. In the end, Lan Minglang had no choice but to shamelessly ask Lu Xun for help.

I originally wanted to quietly pull him aside to talk, but I didn't expect him to say it directly.

Fortunately, I saved some face and didn't say it too clearly.

"So can female ghosts get pregnant?"

"Have you ever seen a pregnant female ghost while you were down there?"

"Uh, I..."

How should she explain this matter? She has to save face.

Can she say that because she is so powerful, other than the old ghost, no other ghost dares to provoke her?

She doesn't even have a female ghost friend let alone a ghost friend who is in a relationship down there.

As if he had guessed her thoughts, Lu Xun did not ask any further questions. He just smiled and said, "Strictly speaking, yes, but this kind of thing is against heaven, so it's best not to get pregnant, otherwise it won't be good for the three of them or the ghost!"

"You know it's against the will of heaven, yet you dare let them do this?"

When God wants to settle the score, he will be struck by the first thunder.

"Why are you afraid? They won't let me become an immortal, so what's wrong with me pursuing the way of nature?"

"..."

You 6!

"By the way, how do you plan to test the relationship between Zhen Bushiren and Hongxing?"

"Just a little trick will do!"

"What little plan?"

"I have done some tricks on the three ladies. They may be harassed a little when they go back tonight. If any of them has any relationship with Zhen Bushiren, they will naturally go to invite him. Then all we have to do is keep an eye on Zhen Bushiren!"

"Oh, I hope no one will die."

Lu Xun shook his head and said calmly: "As long as no one is scared to death, no one will die!"

"..."

"By the way, what did Uncle Wang say to you guys in the study room before?"

I was busy all night and didn't have time to ask, but when I saw Uncle Wang come out, he was already arm in arm with Uncle Fu like a brother.

"Nothing special, just being honest and telling the truth about Ling Yang, Lu Jian, Zhen Bushiren and Hongxing's problems, and our suspicion that Zhen Bushiren and Ling Yang might be colluding with Hongxing!"

"Just like this? In this way, Uncle Wang and my dad can be as close as brothers?"

"Not only that, we also chatted about some gossip about City A!"

For example, which place is not formal, or which person has something on him, Lu Xun doesn’t quite understand what these are.

He only knew that the more Wang Chaoping listened, the brighter his eyes became, and the more he smiled.

Finally, Mr. Fu said, "This year's achievements should be enough. We can talk about the rest next year. We have to work hard for the long term!"

Then the two of them came out arm in arm.

Ling Xiao opened his mouth slightly for a long time, but didn't know what to say.

After changing clothes and coming downstairs, the banquet had already started downstairs.

Huang Jiahui was toasting to various bigwigs, while Ke Min was leaning against a door at one side, staring at the banquet hall in a daze.

He didn't even notice Ling Xiao coming over.

He waited until Ling Xiao walked in front of him before he suddenly came back to his senses.

"Xiaoxiao, what's wrong? Is there anything you need me to do?"

Patting Ke Min's arm, Ling Xiao smiled and shook his head.

"Sister Minmin, are you still thinking about your friend's broken heart? Prince Hongxing is sitting here today.

Although you don't have any direct hatred with him, you still have a grudge against him, so you should be careful!"

Looking at Ling Xiao apologetically, Ke Min said guiltily: "Sorry, Xiao Xiao, I won't be in a daze anymore. Let's go eat quickly. Madam may take you to toast later!"

"Well, if you're hungry, remember to find something to eat. I'll be over first!"

After Ling Xiao finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the banquet hall. He wanted to see Huang Jiahui, but unexpectedly he saw Hongxing's prince Lin Hua walking towards him.

Although she was standing in front of Ke Min, Ling Xiao was almost certain that the prince was looking at Ke Min.

This discovery made Ling Xiao's heart skip a beat for some reason. He thought that such a grown man should not bother with a worker like Ke Min.

But who can tell for sure for someone who grew up in a community?

You still have to be careful.

Return to Lan Qing.

It's just right for them to sit at one table.

When Ling Xiao came over, no one picked up their chopsticks except the little monk.

Wang Chaoping and Liang Jing, in particular, had been looking at the little monk since they sat down.

The child looks young, only five or six years older than their daughter, but they didn't expect him to be such a big eater.

He had already finished a whole bucket of vegetable salad alone. A bucket, not a basin or a plate, just a whole bucket.

In addition to vegetables, there are also carrots, cucumbers and other foods that can fill the stomach.

But even so, the little monk finished it in less than five minutes.

Then there are the vegetarian buns.

Wang Chaoping also became curious and counted them. He had already eaten fifty of them.

It’s still coming up.

If he didn't have time to eat, he would eat small cakes, vegetarian dishes, etc.

Wang Chaoping roughly calculated that with soup, vegetables and milk, the little monk's half meal would take his daughter half a month to finish.

"My goodness, this isn't my son, otherwise I wouldn't be able to support him with my salary!"

The little monk was still eating heartily, but when he heard these words, he suddenly put down the bowl in his hand and looked at Wang Chaoping eagerly.

"The donor just said he wanted to be my father. Amitabha, Master said everything depends on fate. If there is a donor who is willing to have me as his son, then I will agree. Dad, your son will come to find you in half a year!"

The little monk’s words almost scared Wang Chaoping to death.

Just as he was about to wave his hand, Lu Xun stopped him.

"Uncle Wang, he was a great man in his previous life. It's not a loss for him to be your son!"

Although Wang Chaoping has been promoted now, his job is still quite dangerous. Having a monk living in his house for three to five months can at least keep him safe until retirement.

"Are you sure? But I can't even afford to feed a son like this, let alone buy him a house and get him married!"

"He is a rice bag. He can be fed with a bowl of rice and a pot of rice. He can eat whatever he wants. There is no need to be afraid. Let him live in your home for a few months next year. There is no need to consider giving him a wife and children."

"Really? Fine then, as long as you don't eat like this, I'll consider it as accumulating good fortune for my next life!"

Wang Chaoping didn't know that it was Lu Xun's advice today that he accepted and saved his life in the future.