Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Zhu Jiu shut up and lowered his head, holding his breath, his eyes focused on the cartoon cat on her clothes.

Jingzhi: Don’t think I will forgive you just because you are so obedient.

She had no idea how many soldiers she had secretly bandaged in her previous life. Her technique was very skillful, and her work was quick and effective.

Zhu Jiu didn't even hold his breath for 30 seconds before the cartoon cat in front of him disappeared.

Listening to the footsteps coming up the stairs, he actually felt a little lost.

His fingertips stroked her shoulders, and he wanted to take them off and have her wrap them again.

Thinking about his current situation, Zhu Jiu gave up the idea of ​​seeking death.

Because he did his work quickly and well, at four o'clock in the afternoon, Jingzhi handed him a small cake and drove him out.

"I'm almost done. I'll do the rest myself. You can go back."

Zhu Jiu nodded reservedly, not daring to do anything excessive towards her. After looking at her deeply, he returned to the car with the small cake.

When Jingzhi was cleaning the first floor, she saw his washed shirt in the washing machine, took it out, and wanted to throw it into the trash can, but for some reason, she picked it up and sniffed it.

"...It smells like grass. It stinks."

The clothes were thrown into the washing machine again. Jingzhi poured a large amount of detergent, adjusted the water temperature, and pressed the power button.

I don’t know where the thought of throwing it away has flown to.

The spontaneous wingman, Miss Doudou, took off the telescope and brought the good news to Zhu Jiu with a smile that looked like an auntie.

Doudou: Uncle! She didn’t throw your clothes away! Even though she washed them again, she didn’t throw your clothes away!

The screen was full of exclamation marks, almost hitting Zhu Jiu's face.

He held the delicate little spoon in his mouth, smiling so much that crow's feet appeared, and a bite of cake seemed to bring sweetness directly to his heart.

Zhu Jiu: Got it. Thank you for coming today. Could you please open the back door? I'll park farther away and walk over so she won't notice.

Doudou hid behind the blinds, took a peek at the next room, and then began to pass on information with his head down.

[Doudou: She's gone downstairs to clean the pool, you should take this opportunity!]

……

Five minutes later, looking at Zhu Jiu wearing a quiet white T-shirt, the two sisters circled around Zhu Jiu, one on the left and one on the right.

Doudou praised repeatedly.

"Uncle, I think this is quite interesting."

The boy is older, so naturally he is more cunning than Doudou.

She narrowed her eyes and asked:

"Although the condom is not yours, do you ever for a second want to agree with your ancestors' actions?"

Zhu Jiu said without hesitation, "No."

"I never thought of going there at all. It was my ancestor who made the decision on his own."

Shao Shao pinched her chin and looked at him sideways.

"Think about it now. If you were really together, would you agree with his approach? Let Jingzhi give birth to more offspring for your Zhu family?"

"impossible."

Zhu Jiu looked her straight in the face and spoke each word sincerely.

“Honestly, I don’t think much about kids.

It's her freedom to decide whether to have a baby or not. It's her body, and she has the absolute right to speak. I will respect her decision."

Hearing this, Shao Shao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"What if the Zhu family dies out? Wouldn't there be no one to inherit your property?"

Zhu Jiu asked back, "If you were dead now, would you force your sister to have a child because there's no one to inherit your villa?"

Shao Shao was left speechless by his words. She pouted and snorted heavily, then sat back on the sofa with her hands on her hips.

"You're being really sharp-tongued now. How come you didn't say a word when I saw you next door just now?"

Zhu Jiu ignored her and handed the bag to Doudou. Then he took out a compass and looked for the best location for offering sacrifices in the living room.

Doudou opened the bag and took a look. She smiled and presented the unfolded bag to Shaoshao.

"Sister, look, it's done exactly as you thought. Don't blame Second Uncle. I think they're a perfect match."

Shaoshao took out her tablet and gently stroked her name, Gao Shaoshao, with her cold fingers.

"Master, you are willing to spend a lot of money to put gold foil in the gold lacquer."

"Don't think I'll let my guard down just like that. Even if I go to hell in the future, I'll still keep an eye on you. Jingzhi is under my protection!"

Zhu Jiu turned his head to look at her and said quietly:

"You have 45 days left in the world of the living. When the time is up, you will enter the underworld to be judged."

"I've calculated for you, and you have 50 years left to live. You can only reincarnate again after these 50 years."

"I'm not afraid of you staring at me. If I'm lucky enough to be with her, and I treat her badly, you can come to me. I won't resist."

He spoke seriously, originally just wanting to scare his younger brother with some harsh words, but he couldn't help but touch his nose.

"Then it's settled."

Zhu Jiu nodded at her and pointed to an open space facing north and south.

"Doudou, when you have time, go buy an altar and an incense burner, put them here, and then place your sister's tablet on top."

Just as he was about to leave, Doudou uttered a cry and quickly said:

"It's in the warehouse. I bought it on the first day I moved back. Can you please help me adjust the position, uncle? I'm not very good at this kind of thing."

Zhu Jiu: "Okay."

……

Shao Shao floated behind the two of them all the way, like a supervisor, watching Zhu Jiu install the altar and place the incense burner.

She suddenly asked, "Have we really never met before?"

Zhu Jiu turned around and looked at her face.

After confirming for a while, he replied:

"No, weren't you and Axiang classmates in elementary school? Maybe you saw me when I was taking him to school."

Girls change a lot when they grow up. How could he remember a little girl?

Shao Shao was really confused. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't figure out where he had seen him, so he had to give up.

……

the next day.

It's Jingzhi's turn to move bricks again.

Zhu Jiu went to her house yesterday, and she couldn't go out to check for a car, so she took the bus again today.

As soon as she opened the glass door, she saw Aunt Min's uneasy expression.

Jingzhi's eyelids twitched and she asked her:

"Zhu Jiu went to my class again?"

Aunt Min held the newly printed shift schedule, seeming to want to say something but stopping herself.

"That...that's not the case."

"Oh." Jingzhi breathed a sigh of relief. After punching in, she was about to go upstairs when Aunt Min called her.

"Um...if you see anything when you go up there later, don't get angry. I'm doing this for the good of our calligraphy class."

What can she see?

Since Zhu Jiu didn't come, the worst that could happen was that the students were rebelling and scribbling graffiti. She had the best way to deal with such naughty kids.

"Don't worry, I won't be angry at all. I will definitely talk to them in a nice tone."

Aunt Min: No, maybe she misunderstood something?

Watching Jingzhi running up the stairs in two steps, she still didn't have time to hand over the schedule in her hand.

It was unusually quiet upstairs, and it didn't seem like there was any noise.

As soon as her hand touched the door handle, a picture that she had just caught out of the corner of her eye suddenly popped up in her mind.

No way, no way, no way???

Jingzhi took two steps back and came to the door of the next class.

Zhu Jiu, who was standing on the podium inside, smiled and waved at her.

"What are you doing here? Didn't Aunt Min refund you the money yesterday?"

Jingzhi leaned against the door frame and peeked inside. The group of middle and high school students below were so scared of Zhu Jiu that they all sat at attention.

Zhu Jiu came over, blocked the students' view and explained in a low voice:

"I come here to work, and from now on we will be colleagues."

Jingzhi still didn't believe it, "Did Auntie Min agree?"

Before Zhu Jiu could explain any further, Jingzhi turned around and ran downstairs.

Aunt Min leaned behind the cash register with an expression that I knew well.

She tapped the shift schedule on the counter.

"We now have sufficient teaching staff, and to ensure the quality of teaching, we have implemented a small class system."

"Ms. Doudou will be teaching the adult class for two days this weekend. You, Mr. Zhu, and the newly appointed teacher, Zhang Zhen, will take turns teaching from Monday to Friday."

"Here's the class schedule, take a look."

Jingzhi: "What???"

She took out her schedule and looked at it, and she felt angry again.

"Why do I have to be scheduled on the same day as him?!"

Aunt Min said with a slightly apologetic smile:

"Well...our calligraphy class has been bought by Mr. Zhu, so naturally he can work whenever he wants."

Jingzhi: "What????"

At this moment, Zhu Jiu upstairs and Zhang Zhen who came upstairs were exchanging glances.

Zhang Zhen: It’s like no one can be a teacher.

Zhu Jiu: Boy, I am your boss now. I will never schedule Jingzhi to work on the same day as you!