I have HE with a ghost! [GL]

Accompanied by the creaking sound, a person came out from the back room.

It was an adult disabled man who was sitting in a wooden wheelchair.

However, what was strange was that he never manipulated the wooden wheel, but the wheelchair moved forward automatically, and could also adjust its direction by itself. Its functions were comparable to the expensive wheelchairs in big cities.

Yan Qingge put the bowl on the table, looked back at the door again, and sat down at ease after making sure the door bolt was fastened.

"I don't dare to argue with a group of mothers-in-law. I'm so weak, what should they do if they attack me!"

The man was very speechless, perhaps because of the cool breeze brought by his actions, he coughed violently before continuing to tease.

Yan Qingge has long been accustomed to men's fragility, and has no worries about it.

"Hey, it's getting cold again, look, I'm so weak from your infection."

The man calmed down his cough and sat down at the table. He first took a drink from the bowl, and then slowly picked up the chopsticks to start eating.

Unlike Yan Qingge's habit of always saving the meat for the last to eat, the man likes to take a bite of the meat first, and save the rest for the last if he can't finish one bite.

"It tastes good, but it's old and salty."

After hearing what he said, Yan Qingge rolled his eyes in dissatisfaction.

"Then you can show off your five-star cooking skills tomorrow."

The man wrinkled his face and took the tasteless pancakes into his mouth. When he heard this, he took a sip of water and poured it down.

"This is your fault. Are you, a normal person, making me weak and disabled to do things?"

As he spoke, he showed Yan Qingge an expression of being sorry.

Yan Qingge couldn't bear to look directly at him, so he withdrew his staring eyes, my mother, this expression is too hot.

"Then just shut up, people who don't cook have such disgusting faces!"

The man made a gesture on his mouth. Although Yan Qingge didn't look at it, he still made a grimace.

People with early menopause, whether they are men or women, are emotionally unstable, like to shoot at people indiscriminately, and are selfish and narcissistic. After all, they have been single for a long time-suffocating.

And those who moved earlier were easy to be discovered, such as Yan Qingge who was at the same table as him.

They are all elderly people in their thirties, and there is no daughter-in-law who is willing to marry her, and they live alone in a dilapidated house. Fortunately, I am still a good person, otherwise Yan Qingge, a cheap ruffian, would be even less desirable. .

Yan Qingge, who didn't know the man's slander, after the two cleaned up the bowl, sat in the room that was slowly darkening and recollected the taste of meat in his mouth just after eating, and then slowly got up to put away the bowl.

When she came back after washing her hands, the man who was at the table just now had already lit an oil lamp and returned to the house.

"Lie down when you're full, are you a pig?"

Yan Qingge picked up the oil lamp and entered the back room by the dim light.

In Daohua Village, the Yan family is notoriously poor and out of gregarious, and the head of the Yan family is poor and lazy, that is to say, Yan Qingge does not like to be greedy for petty gains, nor will he steal chickens and dogs because of poverty, otherwise her reputation in the village It will definitely be more exciting and beautiful.

In the impression of the villagers, Yan Qingge is an incomplete and lazy man. There is no land at home, and he doesn't like to go hunting in the back mountains. He stays lazy at home all day, and eats every meal on weekdays.

And in the eyes of the villagers, Yan Qingge is still an abnormal "male" person!

At this age, people of the same age as her are all grandfathers, but she is still a bachelor, rejecting one matchmaker after another. In terms of offending people, she can be regarded as a real woman who has daughters of the right age in the whole village. She has been offended all over, so she is naturally the most unpleasant existence in Daohua Village.

But Yan Qingge doesn't think so, she is a "five big and three rough" woman's house, it is easy for one person to feed two mouths, and she has a house that is sheltered from wind and rain, and the small ones are easy to clean.

As for those who want to marry a daughter to "him", I'm afraid they didn't open their eyes!

With Yan Qingge's beauty, she should at least find someone like a fairy to be her wife!

So naturally it is inappropriate.

In this way, Yan Qingge, who is regarded as a big slob/diao/silk/male in the eyes of others, actually treats himself like a little princess in private.

However, in fact, Yan Qingge also thinks that he is really poor.

Just like now, there is at least one oil lamp in other people's houses where people can live in it, but there is only one oil lamp here in Yan Qingge!

He put the treasure of the house - the oil lamp on the table, poured a glass of water and put it on the stool beside the small bed.

"Don't thank me, you can only meet such a good person like me."

He spoke as if there was no good person except her, and his narcissistic tone was particularly awkward.

But the man who was already on the bed nodded in agreement.

"Yes, you are supreme in my heart."

——Like the stars in the sky and the pits on the ground, if you don’t bother to look at them, you don’t like to step on them.

However, Yan Qingge, who couldn't hear the words behind her, was very flustered. Sure enough, people just want to be praised. How can you not leave your name for doing good deeds? Only by leaving a name like her can you be more motivated to continue serving others next time.

Satisfied, he left the man's bedroom in the dark with his hands behind his back.

Yan Qingge's bedroom was separated from the man's room by an outbuilding, and neither of their rooms had a door, and there was only a piece of rag that was so old that it couldn't be seen in daylight hanging above the door.

Yan Qingge's room was also empty, even worse than the man's room.

Having lived here for many years, Yan Qingge was very familiar with his own room, bypassing the corner table that was about to break his legs, and touched his wooden bed with great accuracy.

In her room, apart from the table that was about to be sent to firewood, there was only one wooden bed that could only sleep one person, plus a stool that was also used as a bedside table.

Oh, the shape of the legs of the stool is very unique. The legs are proudly intertwined and crooked, but the miracle is that even with disabilities, they can still stand firmly on the ground.

Moreover, this stool is already an antique in Yan's family. According to Yan Qingge's memory, the stool is at least 20 years old!It's worth some money to sell it.

Lying on the bed comfortably stretched his limbs, he even took off his shoes lazily.

I have to say, with Yan Qingge's lazy habit, no one will admit that she is a woman if she really lives with other people!

No one cares about her, the family is poor and dilapidated, and she is never afraid of thieves thinking about it. Although the old man next door is cruel and vicious, he can probably fool the thieves into her own with just a single mouth, so the most dangerous person in this family is herself, so Ah, she did this to protect herself.

Yan Qingge's life is rough, all the clothes add up to no more than ten pieces, and they are all comfortable to wear, and quilts are basically rare.

She always felt that she was from a poor household, and would roll on the ground on weekdays, and she would lie down when she was extremely tired, so if she still had bedding and bedding, she would have to add washing these things to her work.

not worth it!not worth it!

The night in the mountains is very dark, people who are used to going to bed early have already turned off the oil lamps, and the only ones that are still lit are those who are studying at night except for the ones from the broken windows of Yan’s house.

As time passed, the forest gradually became quiet, and only Yan's family remained.

At this time, on the road far away from the deep mountain, a car was heading in this direction at a very high speed.

The driver increased the speed of the car very quickly. There is no speed limit in this area, and it is night. According to his experience of walking this road for many years, there are very few cars on this road at night.

The interior of the car is very quiet, even the driver can hear the sound of breathing from the rear seat and the co-pilot, and the breathing is very hypnotic.

He secretly glanced at the two people in the car from the rearview mirror, and after confirming that their eyes were closed, he yawned silently in relief.

Driving in the middle of the night, although he is an old driver, he is still very sleepy.

"Come on, listen to some music."

The man in the back seat was not asleep. He opened his eyes from the darkness and yawned before speaking to the driver.

"Okay, but this one seems to be asleep...?" the driver said in a low voice that could be heard by the passengers behind.

"It's okay, let's drive." The man in the co-pilot rubbed his sleepy eyes and said.

"Hey, okay, I'm sleepy too when it's so quiet." Seeing that neither of the two guests fell asleep, the driver, who felt relieved, turned on the radio easily.

At this point, let's listen to what he likes.

Of course—

"...Lu Fang shouted loudly, no, no.

Before Lu Fang could finish saying the word bad, a spurt of blood stained the front glass of the car with the sound of a violent impact.

Lu Fang's words were suppressed, his mind was empty, and there was only one thought left in his mind, that is, they were pretending to be dead.

And at this time, An Zhongyuan turned his head to look, he froze and saw through the rear window..."

"Change, change! What's wrong with listening to it at night, change it quickly!"

The man in the co-pilot was terrified, and his subordinates hurriedly tuned the radio station.

"...you're listening to 97.9...it's two o'clock in the morning..."

The three people in the car suddenly felt cold all over. This radio station is really a coincidence...

But at any rate, they are all adults, and their combined age may be a hundred years old, not to mention living in a technological society, they have never seen the existence in the story, so they just think about it, and then forget it .

But the driver thought a lot. He was older, and he didn't live in the city since he was a child. He had seen strange things since he was a child, so he only felt fear at this moment.

Shaking his hands and lighting a cigarette, he just held it in his hand and didn't smoke, as if he felt safe in this way.

Fortunately, the two guests were both smokers, and they didn't say anything to the driver's behavior, so just holding it didn't affect driving.

"How long will we be there!"

For a moment, the person sitting in the co-pilot looked at the outside of the car boredly. It was pitch black. From his direction, he could only see black like a black hole, and a faint rainbow color far away.

It is a bustling city.

But they have been sitting in the car for several hours, and the meat on their butts/buttocks/buttocks is going to be soft!Even running long distances on the road now!

"Come on, I have to drive this road several times a day, and I am very familiar with it."

"That's fine, otherwise I'll sleep for a while."

"Don't sleep, go out and get cold later."

The man gave a long answer, and leaned back on the chair limply all over, his long legs that were not well placed were crossed aggrievedly.

"I seem to be ascending to immortality now... ah!"