After I became A Piao, I found out that my best friend had a crush on me

When Meng Yingzhe and his wife looked at the photos, Ying Ze was in Tianwen Temple, drinking a cup of tea made by his uncle.

Over the years, others have called Uncle Ying Ze the "Pure Heart Taoist".He went to heaven in his teens and became a professional Taoist priest after graduating from university, holding a certificate issued by the state.Later, parents took Ying Bai's physical condition into consideration, and worried that after he left Tianwen Temple, he would become the same as when he was a child, with a small illness every three days and a serious illness every five days, almost living in the hospital.With this in mind, they divided the property into two halves.The company gave the eldest son Ying Song, and some other scattered assets to the second son Ying Bai.

A little later, the parents died.Ying Song is busy with work, and only occasionally gets together with his younger brother during the New Year's Eve.In addition, the longer Ying Bai stayed in Tianwen Temple, the others knew that he was the disciple of the previous temple master Xu Mi at first, and later knew that he was the next temple master.Few people cared about Ying Bai's family background and name.

Ying Bai himself is also used to the title of "Pure Heart Taoist".

Seeing the worry in Ying Ze's brow and eyes at this moment, Daoist Qingxin said with a smile: "Xiao Ze, the matter of your little friend has not been resolved yet?"

Ying Ze sighed and put down his tea.

When he hurried back to the city yesterday, he mentioned something to his uncle, saying that his friend who had been lying on the hospital bed for three months had an accident, and his uncle and aunt were in poor health and unable to solve it, so he went to support the scene by himself.

The matter is so close, no wonder the uncle saw that he looked bad, and his first reaction was Meng Yue.

He said, "Yes, I encountered a little strange situation."

After deliberation, Ying Ze chose to use the word "strange" to describe it.

Although my uncle is a Taoist priest and has been practicing faith for many years, Ying Ze is not sure that my uncle will believe in gods and monsters.

Another family affair.At this moment, Ying Ze proceeded step by step.He took out an evidence bag from his briefcase, which contained a yellow talisman.

Daoist Qingxin saw it in his eyes and asked, "What is this for?"

Ying Ze said simply: "Found this in his ward. Called the police, but the police had no clue."

Taoist Master Qingxin took the evidence bag, and looked at the yellow talisman through the plastic bag.

After a while, he said, "Only this one?"

Ying Ze paused and said, "More than a few hundred." He didn't know the exact amount, but judging from the crowded conditions in the room yesterday, he also knew that it would not be a small number.

Qingxin said: "I'll just say, a talisman, it's not worth calling the police."

Ying Ze asked, "Your uncle doesn't know you either?"

Daoist Qingxin: "Do you recognize me... Do you think there is something wrong with this talisman?"

Ying Ze thought for a while, and briefly described the situation in Meng Yue's ward yesterday.

Halfway through, he took out his phone again and showed him the photo sent by Aunt Cen yesterday.

Daoist Qingxin looked at the photo and pondered, "What do you think?"

Ying Ze said: "If you know the function of these talismans, you may be able to follow the clues and find out the motive of the person who posted the talisman." It depends on whether the other party is doing it for money or life.

Qing Xindao left room for his long speech, and said: "Send me the photos. I see these talismans, and what is written on them is not the same thing. In this case, I have to look through the book. If I find out the result, I will tell you you."

Ying Ze heard it in his ears and heaved a sigh of relief.This is what he originally asked for, and now he quickly said: "Okay."

Seeing his appearance, Daoist Qingxin smiled and said, "Your friend, is he still lying in the hospital?"

Ying Ze said, "I'll take him home first, let's see his parents."

Qingxin said: "You care about him."

Ying Ze said, "We are friends after all."

"Friend?" Daoist Qingxin snorted and looked at Ying Ze.

Ying Ze said calmly, "Uncles and aunts are too old to work hard. It's only natural for me to help."

Daoist Qingxin said: "I hope he will remember your painstaking efforts when he wakes up."

Ying Ze was a little helpless, thinking: what my uncle said, it seems that Meng Yue is taking advantage of me.

Taoist Qingxin asked again: "How is he doing now?"

Ying Ze said halfway: "After that, the parents will take care of them. They are more attentive than the nurses, but they are also more difficult. I am discussing with my uncles and aunts whether to hire another person to share some of the burden."

Daoist Qingxin narrowed his eyes.Ying Ze paid attention and added: "The physical condition is fine. Doctors say that it is difficult to see such a good patient. If he can wake up, the recovery period will be half as long as others." Because there have been massages, although the muscles Inevitably shrinking, but not as bad as the average patient.

Daoist Qingxin smiled a little more on his face: "That's good."

Ying Ze glanced at the time.It was past eleven o'clock, and he agreed with Meng Yue to go to the southern suburbs in the afternoon.

Tianwen Temple is in the northern suburbs, and it will take more than an hour to get to Meng Yue's home from here.

Ying Ze doesn't want to meet the rush hour.He drank the tea in the cup and said goodbye to his uncle.

The relationship between uncle and nephew is not close, it can only be said to be mediocre.But after all, they are relatives. After Ying Ze's father Ying Song went abroad for recuperation, the responsibility of socializing with his uncle fell on Ying Ze.

Give gifts during the New Year and holidays, and visit when passing by.Speaking of which, Meng Yue and Ying Ze also came here once.At that time, Ying Bai met Meng Yue and praised him as a man of wealth and wealth.

At that time, Ying Ze was very funny and said, "How come my uncle still looks at people?"

Daoist Qingxin smiled and said, "I have a lot of part-time jobs. Look at Feng Shui and marriage. I found that piece of Pixiu on your father's table for him."

At this moment, Ying Ze left Tianwen Temple.As usual, Xiao Zhang drove down from the parking lot halfway up the mountain, all the way on the asphalt road, wandering in the mountains and forests.

Ying Ze met his uncle just now, and now some memories came to his mind, and he said to the driver Xiao Zhang: "When my uncle first came here, the roads were all dirt roads. I heard from my father that it is not easy for my uncle to go home once. , and he will get sick as soon as he gets home. Usually, grandparents come to see him. Although the family is separated in two places, the relationship is very good..."

It's not like Ying Ze's small family.Parents are not on good terms, my mother passed away early, and my father has gradually become seriously ill in the past two years, ignoring world affairs.

In all fairness, in terms of relatives, he is quite envious of Meng Yue.Uncles and aunts called him "Xiao Ze", and Ying Ze always felt sorry for him when he heard it.

While Xiao Zhang was driving, Ying Ze took the time to reply to several emails.When we arrived in the city, we encountered a traffic jam.Hurry up, he just arrived at Meng Yue's house.

Meng Yue had mentioned to his parents beforehand that he had made an appointment with Ying Ze to run errands in the afternoon.

He made up a half-truth and half-false reason, saying that when he had a sudden car accident, the project in hand was not over yet.Now three months have passed, even though I look like this, I can't directly enter Jiacheng.But at least talk to Ying Ze about the project, and review the situation at the time of the handover, so that there will be no trouble later.

Meng Yingzhe and his wife didn't understand Jiacheng's affairs. Hearing what their son said, they felt that it was reasonable.They nodded, and Cen Lizhu sighed again: "When you were in middle school and played in the band, you didn't return home for a few days. Now, you know how to report it."

She spoke in a joking tone, and at the end, she was a little uncontrollably sentimental and fell into a sad mood.

"Okay," Meng Yingzhe patted his wife on the shoulder reassuringly, and joked, "Just raise your son again, and experience what it's like to have an ordinary junior high school son."

Cen Lizhu sighed.

Ying Ze arrived late.But because Meng Yue had said in advance that he would come, Meng Yingzhe called Ying Ze and asked if he wanted to have dinner at home.

At first, Ying Ze felt that he might not be able to step on the meal, so he politely refused and planned to solve it outside by himself.

Meng Yingzhe was about to say "I know" after listening.But a roll of toilet paper floated in front of him, the roll was pulled open, and the toilet paper was lined up with words: He doesn't eat well.

Due to the complicated strokes, after finishing these characters, a roll of toilet paper was just used up.

Meng Yingzhe was stunned, trying to understand something, and said on the phone: "Okay, then let's eat first, and keep your portion for you."

Ying Ze was also stunned, wanting to say that he didn't mean that.But Meng Yingzhe had already hung up the phone.

Ying Ze held the phone, feeling a little warm in his heart.

He thought: Uncle will not fail to understand.He said that, he just cared about me.

On the other side, Meng Yingzhe endured it, and said: "You boy, why are you wasting paper so recklessly, the paper is not money? Go, roll up the toilet paper and put it back."

When Cen Lizhu heard the commotion, she came out of the kitchen and asked, "Old Meng, what did you say?"

Meng Yue thought he was wrong, and curled up on the sofa to roll toilet paper.Meng Yingzhe went up to his wife and said with a smile: "It's nothing. Ozawa said he would come later, let's eat first and leave a separate portion for him."

Cen Lizhu said "Oh", and when she saw the toilet paper on the table move a little bit, she understood.

She was a little speechless. On the one hand, she agreed with her son's waste and shouldn't, on the other hand, she felt that her husband was making a fuss out of a molehill.This feels a lot like when Meng Yue was in college, when he went home on vacation, of course he thought about it a few days ago, so what Meng Yue did was right.Later, I felt that the stinky boy was in the way, nestled all day long, and didn't do any serious work.

Think of the past and compare the present.Cen Lizhu pulled her wife back to the kitchen and assigned Meng Yingzhe the task of making two slits on each chicken wing.Meng Yingzhe concentrated on his work, Cen Lizhu said: "Don't keep talking about Xiaoyue, he just woke up after a lot of trouble."

Meng Yingzhe was wronged: "I didn't say anything."

On the other side, on the sofa, Meng Yue quickly discovered that rolling paper was a very interesting job.

The toilet paper is thin and easy to tear. When he controls the roll-up of the paper slowly, he can't just use violence like controlling the plastic tube.It's also different from typing on a computer or mobile phone. At this moment, the thoughts in his mind are very abstract, and it takes a lot of effort to complete it smoothly.

Meng Yue's mentality is very good: the right should be exercised.

He didn't exercise once enough, and he had to unpack the rolls.When Yingze rang the doorbell, he messed with a roll of paper.When Meng Yingzhe saw it, his eyelids twitched and his brain started to hurt.

He felt that he had just said something wrong.Where is this junior high school son? It is clearly an elementary school and kindergarten!

After Yingze went off and on and ate the meal left for him by the Meng family, he and Meng Yue drove to the southern suburbs.

The two estimated the distance, and first drew a line using the tree that Meng Yue had a little impression of next to the factory wall and the dining window where Ying Ze was at that day as two points.On this line, try to find a grove.

On the way, Ying Ze: "My uncle..."

Meng Yue displayed on the PAD: Today the police——

The two started at the same time and stopped at the same time.

Ying Ze smiled, "You talk first."

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