Patriarch enjoys meal

After dispelling the five strange ghosts, Zhou Jiran removed the yin energy for Mao Han and Nini.

Mao Han hugged his sluggish daughter, and was really worried: "Master, that ghost was hiding on Nini before... Will Nini have any sequelae?"

Nini has been possessed by ghosts since she was young, so she will inevitably feel some discomfort, but the more serious one is actually Mao Han who was sucked angry by four ghosts.

"The child's Lingtai is clear and bright, and he recovers quickly. He usually spends more time in the sun and less walking at night. As for you," Zhou Weiran glanced at Hao Yi who was still sitting stiffly on the side, "you are shallow, you can spend more time with your husband ... move around, get some yang energy from your body."

Mao Han was a little embarrassed, why the method the master said was so similar to the sorcery of collecting yang and replenishing yin in film and television dramas...

Zhou Jiran said again: "By the way, after this experience, your body has suffered a lot, and it will hinder your children in the next few years. You'd better be mentally prepared."

Mao Han forced a smile: "It's okay, we already have Nini..."

"What's the matter!" Hao Yi blurted out after realizing that he could speak, "If you don't give birth to me a son, my parents won't let us argue!"

After a long time, the two witnesses didn't talk about it? !Zhou Jiran asked Mao Han in shock and confusion: "May I ask, where is your education?"

Mao Han: "I am an undergraduate student at Xincheng University."

Hey, she's still a senior.It seems that lack of heart has nothing to do with academic qualifications.

Zhou Ji said incredulously: "The certificate is not even mentioned, so you don't run away? Give him a baby. According to him, having one is not enough, and you plan to continue to have children?"

"It's not...we, when I was pregnant with Nini, I was going to get the certificate. It was his parents who said that we should hold the banquet first, and we can wait until the child is born..." Mao Han The hand holding Nini tightened unconsciously, and she quickly relaxed it when she heard the child's uncomfortable humming.

Zhou already thought that she was just dazzled by emotion, but now it seems that it may not be as simple as being dazzled.

She might be really stupid.

The staff of the Civil Affairs Bureau can cry in anger, which is simply discrediting their work efficiency!Isn't it easier to get a certificate than to hold a banquet?Can actually be ranked last.

Now that the child is three years old, the relationship between husband and wife is still not legal, the husband is not a thing, selfish and domestic violence... It can be said that Mao Han's difficulties are all caused by her own stupidity.

Seeing Mao Han looking like he was about to cry or not, Hao Yi got angry: "You tm—"

Zhou Jiran gave him a cold look, and Hao Yi couldn't speak again.

Looking at her husband's timid and fearful eyes, Mao Han couldn't bear it anymore: "Master...he...he is not a heinous villain, can you..."

"Forget it, I'm not a wicked person who destroys other people's families." Zhou Jiran said with a calm expression, "He will be able to move naturally in half an hour."

Hearing Zhou Weiran's words, Mao Han's heart skipped a beat, and he said in panic, "No, master, I didn't mean to blame you! I know you want to help me, I just... I just... ..”

Li Wu, who was pretending to be a doll, couldn't bear it anymore, jumped up and said loudly: "You know what! If you really knew, would you still be like this?"

Mao Han was taken aback by Li Wu, and Hao Yi was pale and sweating. He had just seen a ghost, and he hadn't recovered yet, and heard the doll talking again... This house is really weird up!He wants to go home!

Zhou Jiran added without hesitation: "Just take it as an electric doll...you can talk because...well, it's because she's actually a phone, and now it's just the person on the other end of the phone. People are just talking."

"Yes...is it?" Since the master said so, she could only think so.Mao Han hugged the child and carefully moved a small step aside,

Li Telephone Wu yelled angrily: "What do you like about him? A lowly domestic violence man deserves your perseverance?!"

Mao Han looked a little at a loss, and she didn't know how to answer this question.

"We don't care about other things, but I have to explain this to you clearly. Given your current physical condition, if you conceive a child, you are basically looking for death." Zhou already looked very serious, "Life is at stake, I hope you can wake up on your own Judgment and trade-offs. Of course, if you desperately want to give him another child who can't get a registered permanent residence...just pretend I didn't say anything."

"No! I won't regenerate again. I will take care of my body. It's just..." Mao Han glanced at the sleeping daughter in her arms, and then at Hao Yi. She said with some difficulty, "Nini is still young, she can't live without her father, and, besides, he swore that he would change..."

"Don't use the child as an excuse. Compared with not having a father, having a father who is abusive will cast a bigger shadow on her, right?" Li Wu snorted coldly, "You just can't bear to leave, it's none of the children's business. She's still a gangster now."

"No, not..." Mao Han murmured as if trying to convince himself: "We have been together for eight years, from college to now, he just has a bad temper, and he didn't make any big mistakes. I...I can't abandon him."

Zhou Jiran felt a little unbelievable: "Their family lied to you and gave birth to a child without any name or distinction. Isn't this a big enough problem?"

"It's not his fault, he also wanted to get the certificate with me at the time! It was his parents who disagreed, saying that we would have a baby, but after Nini was born, the two old people said that we were only allowed to get the certificate after giving birth to a son... ..." Mao Han really felt that this matter had nothing to do with Hao Yi.

You both have children, and you need the permission of two old people to get a certificate?

Zhou already had nothing to say, and silently cleaned up the cinnabar brushes on the stone table.

Li Wu on the side rolled his eyes and had an idea: "After all, we have never been married, we don't understand marriage, and our views on this matter are limited. In this way, you can edit your own affairs and post them on the Internet, and listen to most of them. How about other people's suggestions? Zhuge Liang is as powerful as the three cobblers, maybe there will be someone who can give advice on improving the relationship between your husband and wife."

Mao Han nodded hesitantly.

With the help of Zhou Weiran, Li Wu got Mao Han's mobile phone on the stone table, and she entered a certain forum, quickly edited a paragraph and posted it.

The phone was quickly returned to Mao Han's hands, and Li Wu urged Mao Han to quickly edit and upload it.

"Don't worry, although it is an anonymous area, the characteristic of this area is that there is a lot of traffic, so there will be no one watching."

What Li Wu didn't say is that another major feature of this area is that netizens generally have poisonous mouths. Not only are they poisonous, but they are also good teachers.In this place full of smoldering flames and backstabbing everywhere, most of the initiations are filled with boiling water, and a few times are filled with sulfuric acid.

But there is no need for Li Wu to explain this point. Seeing Mao Han's face gradually pale after posting a paragraph of text, we can know that she has a preliminary understanding of what most people in this world think of what she has done.

Half an hour passed quickly. After sitting stiff and motionless for so long, his body was so sore, but Hao Yi didn't want to stay here for half a minute.

The shocked Mao Han also bid farewell and left in a state of disorientation.

"This kind of person is really persuaded by people around her, the more she feels that she endures humiliation and bears the burden of true love, and she brainwashes herself to go to the dark." Li Wu turned on his mobile phone and saw that Mao Han's post had already been built hundreds of floors, And the number of replies is still increasing, she smiled gratifiedly, "If you can't persuade her anymore, let her feel how this society beats stupid people."

If you can't persuade her with good words, then you can only let her get out of the small circle where she moved her, and open her eyes to see the world.

"Do you think she can come to her senses?" Li Wu was still a little concerned.

"It's best to be able to wake up, if not..." Zhou already turned around and entered the room with a cinnabar plate in his hand, and his voice could be heard through a door, "A person like her has a harder life, and it's also difficult for her to live." It should."

Li Wu listened to Zhou Weiran's words and nodded silently while sitting in the remote control car.Character determines fate, they have done everything they can, and it depends on her own choice in the end.

It's just that I feel sorry for that child with such parents.

......

Shuzhong High Speed ​​Railway Station

Chen Yu just found his seat with his suitcase, and was stopped before he could sit down. Looking at the young Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe and holding a dust whisk in front of him, he was a little confused.

"...You said the feng shui of this seat is against mine?"

The young Taoist nodded, putting his hands on the armrest of the seat, firmly blocking the passage of Chen An.

Chen An was a little helpless, but because of Zhou Weiran's relationship, he no longer treated this kind of people as a liar as before.

However, people who talk about seat feng shui like this probably just want to change seats.

"Where is your seat?" Forget it, it's a pity that he took the time to snatch a good seat.

"Here." The young Taoist pointed to the row of seats behind this position.

Chen An was already ready to change carriages, but the distance between the two places was less than one meter? !

After putting away his luggage, he still felt a little inexplicable, and even began to wonder if the seats on the high-speed rail were really feng shui.

After a few more minutes, a straight-faced Taoist priest came to this side and stopped beside Chen An's original seat.

It turns out that there are people together, no wonder they have to change seats. This kind of thing is straightforward, and there is no need to talk about Feng Shui.Chen Yu curled his lips, talking about Feng Shui on the high-speed rail seat, this kind of Taoist priest who talks nonsense is probably not very professional...

Chen An never liked to play with his mobile phone on the vehicle, and the journey was long and idle, so he simply hung up his earphones and observed the two Taoist priests in the front row.

With this attention, he realized that these two people didn't know each other at all.

The young Taoist priest kept trying to strike up a conversation, but the older Taoist priest who came in later was indifferent and had no desire to talk.

A friendly and harmonious conversation atmosphere needs to be maintained by both parties, but awkward chats do not.

Chen An listened silently in the back row to the young Taoist chatting awkwardly and creating a new world by himself.

After his unilateral efforts, he even recognized his relatives. The young Taoist said excitedly that they were from the same school, but the old Taoist continued his cruelty to the end. He just glanced at him sideways and didn't answer.

Chen Yu took out his mobile phone, and googled the concept of clear clouds mentioned by the young Taoist priest, but found no such concept.

It is estimated that it is a small Taoist temple that is not popular.

After a while, Chen An suddenly felt a little sleepy, and gradually lost consciousness after yawning.

When I woke up again, the high-speed train just arrived at the station for a while, and the passengers around were still unloading their luggage.

Chen An stood up and stretched his waist. He actually slept through most of the journey, and the key point was that he slept soundly, and fortunately he woke up in time.

Just as he was about to get off with his luggage, a small high-speed rail ticket fell to his feet through the gap in the front seat.

"Tao. Zhuo. Pei?" Chen Yu picked up the ticket, looked at the red dots on it, and felt the smell of blood creeping into his nostrils.