Yokai grocery store

What was originally a simple entrusted task turned into a group of four out of nowhere—there was also Dong Yun who was always watching and ready to have fun.

Dongyun keenly noticed that the atmosphere between his new partner Chi Ge and that Boss Shen was unusual, and he rolled his eyes, watching the excitement without thinking about it.

He was smart enough not to tease Chi Ming, he didn't dare to challenge this brother Chi's fighting power.He only seemed to speak casually, Shen Qingzhuo, with a hint of temptation in his words.

Shen Qingzhuo has a gentle temper, and the other party smiled and smiled politely back, as if he didn't understand his temptations inside and outside the words. something to come.

So he changed his strategy again, and instead used Lin Xiaocong's words.

Lin Xiaocong is a careless person. When Dongyun asks anything, he will answer honestly——Dongyun really likes this kind of stupid fool, but this fool is too dumb. Why don't you know what to ask? !

Here Dongyun is teasing Er Lengzi, and Chi Ming is also taking the opportunity to talk to Shen Qingzhuo over there.

He asked Shen Qingzhuo what he was doing here, Shen Qingzhuo looked calm, and explained Lin Xiaocong's request for help in a few words.

Although he had cruelly left Chi Min in Jiu Tang before, and had made up his mind to separate, but after all, it was years of getting along, and it was hard to let go of it for a while, so he could only treat him as an ordinary person.

In the past few months, Chi Ming didn't look for him, and he even refused to look for Chi Ming—this was the longest period of time since Chi Ming was reborn.

He didn't bother to find out what Chi Ming was doing, but one day a monster curiously asked him what was going on with the branch of the grocery store in the urban area, and he knew that Chi Ming actually opened a grocery store in the urban area. The branch... seems to have something to do with the Special Administration Bureau.

... Chi Ming's obsession with the boss is really unusually deep.

But what surprised him a little was that Chi Ming's temperament seemed to have changed a lot.

If in the past, he was left alone in Old Tang, he would have killed this person and pestered him to ask why when he came back, but this time he didn't, not only didn't he, he behaved like a human being in a well-behaved way...in a word To describe it as a beast in clothes.

This side of him is wondering, but Chi Ming over there is full of the old turtle's love strategy at this moment, a messy mess of words in his mind, all of which are strange and sticky "love words" .

Before meeting Shen Qingyao, he deliberately memorized a lot, but after seeing Shen Qingyao, he suddenly got stuck—those nonsense words were not worthy of his sweetness at all!

I can't say what I have memorized well, and I can't think of it.Chi Ming, who has always been fearless, tasted the cold sweat for the first time.After holding back for a long time, I finally choked out a sentence: "Tiantian, I am also the boss now, and I can make money, when can I marry you!"

He remembered that before recovering his memory, he and Shen Qingzhuo had discussed the issue of "boss and proprietress". At that time, Shen Qingzhuo laughed at him for being penniless and talking nonsense about marrying. Now he is also a dragon with a wife!

Shen Qingzhuo: "..."

Shen Qingzhuo's calm expression almost didn't collapse—this person ate something weird again!

He pursed his lips and was about to say something when a sound of beating gongs and drums suddenly sounded, attracting everyone's attention.

Seeing Shen Qingzhuo look away, Chi Ming rubbed his hair into a mess impatiently, wanted to get angry, took a deep breath, smelled the faint cool fragrance from Shen Qingzhuo's body, held back again, and only tugged at Shen Qingzhuo's body. Sleeve, "Let's talk when this thing is over."

Shen Qingzhuo was silent for a moment, hummed lightly, and cast his gaze forward.

Ningcheng is a rural area that has just started to develop towards urbanization. The large tracts of farmland have not yet had time to be reorganized and reorganized. In the fields that should be full of rice seedlings, there are only a few extremely tall rice seedlings standing here and there.

Shen Qingzhuo felt that the fine and dense rain was falling again, and it was getting bigger and bigger, so he frowned slightly - the rain had just stopped for less than an hour.

At the edge of the field, many people are busy moving the planks and slats. There are young and energetic young men, and middle-aged men with strong backs. They are very busy, building a solid wooden frame in the field against the fine rain.

Some women and children don't need to do rough work, just stand by the field, and the children shake the small flower drum, thump, thud, and the women beat the gong, once and for all, to match the sound of the small flower drum.

It's pretty rhythmic.

Lin Xiaocong became timid when he saw the rice seedlings now, and carefully shrank behind Shen Qingzhuo, poking his head out to see Dongyun communicating with a young man.

The young man has short hair dyed in fashionable grandma gray, a fancy short T, and jeans with several holes. Also don't know what to do.

Listening to Dongyun asking what he was doing, he picked up the long wooden stick and shook it casually, and said blankly, "Let's sacrifice to the God of Spring... country people like to do this."

The young people were a little unimpressed.His family's conditions are good, his parents saved money, and went to the big city early to work hard. After he was born, he could barely be regarded as a small rich second generation.

The superior level of education and the difference in the environment made him always have a skeptical attitude towards this backward and boring custom in the countryside, and he did not value this so-called "sacrifice to the spring god" as much as the native Ningcheng people.

In his opinion, it is better to pay attention to when the Agricultural Bureau of the Meteorological Bureau will broadcast the more accurate weather and when it will be able to research rice seedlings that are more resistant to cold and waterlogging than to engage in such vain and weird activities.

His improper expression and attitude were quickly seen by his father. As soon as his father came up from the field, his wet and muddy hand pinched the back of his hand: "You bastard, to Chunshen Disrespect, Spring God will be angry!"

The young man grinned and begged for mercy repeatedly: "Oh, Dad! Let go, your clothes are dirty, and my mother will beat me to death when she sees it!"

His father simply wiped both hands on him: "Anyway, you will be scolded by your mother, and a few more words will do." Although he went to the city early to work hard, but he was also in Ningcheng since he was a child. The big ones still have a sense of belonging to Ning Cheng, and they also value this custom very much.

After all, for the people of Ningcheng, every acre of rice seedlings is their life.

The middle-aged man wiped his hands clean while the young man was crying and did not dare to resist, only to see that the few people who came to ask questions had not left yet, he was a little puzzled: "You are..."

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and people who were busy in the farmland came up one after another. They took their wives and children back to their homes. Shen Qingzhuo and the others found a place to shelter from the rain nearby, and heard the middle-aged man say: "We Every year, we have to sacrifice to the God of Spring, and the God of Spring can bless this year's spring planting with success."

"But this year is very weird. The spring rain has been raining for three months. Most of the seedlings in the field have drowned, and there are still some left..." He raised his chin at the farmland not far away in embarrassment, motioning them to look over, " It grows tall, cuts and grows again, it can't be handled at all."

As if responding to his words, the few rice seedlings in the field shook, and they seemed to grow a little taller in the drizzle.

The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed, and left with his mumbling son.

The four of them walked around Ningcheng and asked a lot of people, and the answers were all the same. One grandpa saw that they were from other places, and said a few more words: "Tomorrow we will worship the God of Spring again. God can bring good luck, if you have free time, you can also come and see it!"

Today's negotiations with people in Ningcheng have always been Dongyun's presence, Lin Xiaocong's cowardice when he thinks of rice seedlings, Shen Qingzhuo's because he doesn't want to overstep Zuo's position, and Chi Ming's too lazy to open his mouth—in short, after one day, Chi Ming found that this partner, It's also useful.

It's pretty good to use it.

It was getting late, people were returning home, and the drizzle was still falling. The four of them found a small hotel with the best conditions and opened four rooms. They decided to stay until tomorrow to see the so-called "Sacrificing to the Spring God". "What's the matter.

The environment of the small hotel is simple, there is only a small bed in the room, a painted bedside table, a lame table, the bathroom is small, but fortunately it is clean.

Shen Qingzhuo was at peace with the situation, and lay down on the small bed that was not soft.

He was not sleepy, thinking about what he saw and heard today in his mind.The sound of the rain outside the window was getting louder, knocking on the window, making a tinkling sound.

In this rhythmic ding-dong sound, there was gradually a rustling sound, as if the branches were blown by the wind and scraped against the window glass.

——But this small hotel is on the side of the road, the window of his room is facing the main road, and there are no trees on the side of the road at all.

Shen Qingzhuo opened her eyes, stood up calmly, walked to the window, and opened it casually.

There was a clattering sound, and a moment later, a bunch of ears of grain slowly came in from the window, and carefully rubbed Shen Qingzhuo's hand by the window.

The author has something to say: The next update is Thursday, April 4.

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