night.
Baili Bing sent Tu Gen back to Yunv Village.
When getting off the car, Baili Bing breathed out the aroma.
"Tugen, keep a good attitude. Next time they ask you to join, don't refuse because you have already refused several times."
"OK, got it."
Tu Gen got out of the car, Baili Bing turned the car around and left.
Tugen hurriedly opened the door and heard something inside the house...! cried out.
"It's disgusting...you saw all the people taking a bath, you have to be responsible..."
Tu Gen turned around quickly.
"Xiao Shuang, please stop teasing me, okay? We are not the same kind at all, and there is nothing to see..."
"Fart! In what way is my aunt worse than that female police officer? In what way is she not better than her?"
Tu Gen admired in his heart that the two of them were indeed similar, but Wang Yunshuang was more charming. After all, he was a veteran from the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty.
"Xiao Shuang, are you dressed?"
"Well, you're dressed."
Tu Gen turned around this time and saw that Wang Yunshuang had changed into a set of ancient clothes, with a graceful and graceful look.
For a moment, the soil roots were really petrified.
But then I thought about it, this is a thousand-year-old ghost, I can't mess around.
"Ahem, Xiaoshuang, how long have you been taking a shower?"
Wang Yunshuang pointed to the dry firewood behind.
"Anyway, I almost burned all the firewood you left."
"Huh? It's all burned down? That firewood is enough for me to burn for at least two months?"
Wang Yunshuang chuckled.
"There is no water in your water tank. I went out to press the water during the day! The neighbor behind you said that no one is home, so why is there still smoke coming from the chimney?"
Tu Gen suddenly asked: "Can you go out to press water in broad daylight?"
But Tu Gen thought again, asking like this seemed like he was ignorant. Wang Yunshuang was not an ordinary brat. She had been here for thousands of years, and she should not be afraid of light.
Wang Yunshuang said again: "Tugen, can you stay at home tonight? I'll warm your bed."
Tugen waved his hand: "Forget it, your constitution is Yin, if you warm the bed for me, it will only get warmer and cooler, and I will catch a cold."
Wang Yunshuang rolled his eyes.
"Tch! Country bumpkin, how many people are willing for me to keep them warm, but I'm not willing yet, and you can still refuse~! It's really in poor taste."
Tu Gen gathered dry firewood. He had been busy all day and was a little hungry.
There are also two bundles of dried noodles in the dish rack in the outer room.
Tugen first made a bowl of soybean paste, and then prepared noodles and fried soybean paste.
The marinade is ready, clean the pot, boil the water, and cook the noodles.
Wang Yunshuang said at this time: "Cook more and bring me a portion."
"Cough cough cough..."
The soil root has a black line at one end.
"Can you still eat?"
"Fart! I won't be hungry if I don't eat?"
Watching Wang Yunshuang open his eyes wide and speak decisively.
Tu Gen really wants to ask, what did you eat every day when you were underground for more than a thousand years?
But when I thought about it, don’t ask, this Aunt Mu or Aunt Mu has a bad temper, don’t scratch her when you get angry.
I cooked two handfuls of noodles, one of which was 500 grams. Then I put cold water in a large basin and put the cooked noodles in it to soak in the water.
Two bowls were placed and the noodles began to be served.
Wang Yunshuang also rubbed his chopsticks quickly with his little hands.
"Hurry up, hurry up, give it to me first, pick me the noodles first."
Tu Gen glanced at her and wondered where this guy was going to eat?
He filled half a bowl for her and put fried sauce on it.
Wang Yunshuang stirred it up, then opened his small mouth and ate one piece at a time.
Eat and enjoy at the same time.
"Yes, yes, Lord Tugen, here's a clove of garlic."
"Huh? You're quite good at eating, but don't call me an official. If you call me an official, you won't be able to change it."
Wang Yunshuang ignored him and took a bite of noodles and a bite of garlic.
Tugen also served himself a large bowl of noodles, mixed it with fried sauce, then picked up a large chopstick and stuffed it into his mouth.
Wang Yunshuang watched him eating noodles. He was as bald as an old cow eating grass. After two big mouthfuls, a bowl of noodles was eaten.
Wang Yunshuang chuckled.
"Tugen, tell me a story tonight..."
"No, I won't tell."
Wang Yunshuang chuckled again.
"That night I will tell you stories, ghost stories."
Tu Gen trembled.
"No need, you can stay in the pot tonight, I have a patient tonight."
"The patient is a woman? She is very beautiful?"
Tu Gen shook his head: "You can eat your noodles. Do ghosts also gossip?"
Just as he was talking, there was a sound from the door.
Then there was a cough.
Tugen locked the door when he returned home.
When the gate of a rural yard is opened, it may be pulled or clanged.
But most people who know the rules will say hello when they enter the courtyard.
You may cough a few times or shout a few times, which will make people pass by and make no noise, so you cannot quietly enter someone's yard.
Hearing the cough, Tu Gen knew it was Zhao Youcai.
Is this old guy out?
Tugen put down his bowls and chopsticks, stood up and went out to greet him.
This is also a rule. When someone comes to the house, whether it is a guest or an enemy, the minimum etiquette must be observed.
After leaving the door, Tu Gen took a look and saw that it was indeed Zhao Youcai. This little old man was a little slumped. He was not like the snarling he used to be when he was the village chief. His shoulders swayed when he walked. He was not tall, but he could act like a complete disrepute. pace.
Now Zhao Youcai is hunched over, as if he has aged twenty years overnight.
"Village chief, welcome."
Tugen clapped his hands.
Zhao Youcai curled his lips and revealed a sneer.
"Tugen, I haven't seen you for a day. I came here to see you when you turned on the lights at night. What are you working on alone?"
"Oh, let's make some noodles for dinner tonight."
Zhao Youcai had already walked into the house with his hands behind his back. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the outer room.
Under the small dim light bulb in the outer room, there was a small table. On the table were half a pot of boiled noodles and fried sauce.
Zhao Youcai clicked his tongue and said.
"You have to give me one million. I want Yuexiang to live with you. Are you still so careful about your life? Get some pig head meat to eat? How about I go back and get some for you."
"No need, village chief."
Zhao San or Yuexiang jumped over the wall back and forth, but Zhao Youcai was too old to climb over the wall.
Zhao Youcai sighed.
"Don't call me village chief, I'm no longer the village chief."
Zhao Youcai sat on the bench where Tu Gen had just eaten.
"Tugen, you are so awesome, you knocked me down."
"Haha, Village Chief Zhao, you are so funny. You are the village chief and I am just a villager. How can I bring you down?"
Zhao Youcai snorted: "Are you wearing the same pants as Deputy Director Cai? Report me to the County Commission for Discipline Inspection?"
"Village Chief Zhao, let's stop chatting. What do you mean?"
"What do you mean? Tu Gen, don't you want to give me one million? I happen to be paying the money right now. I am very short of money. Please give me one million."
"Okay, bring me the contract you asked Yuexiang to sign, and we'll pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other."
"Humph, where is the contract? There is no contract at all!"
"Village Chief Zhao, since you want one million, then take out the contract and I, Tugen, will definitely give you one million!"
Zhao Youcai slapped the table.
"Tugen! You kid, you don't have to drink wine as a punishment. Do you think that because I, Zhao Youcai, have been knocked down and I am no longer the village chief, you can kick my nose and scratch my face? I can even move my little finger. kill you!"
Zhao Youcai banged the table and Wang Yunshuang, who was eating noodles, was startled.
Wang Yunshuang was unhappy.
Tu Gen opened his eyes and could see Wang Yunshuang, but Zhao Youcai couldn't.
Zhao Youcai was still wondering why he was eating alone with two sets of bowls and chopsticks!
At this time, Wang Yunshuang slapped Zhao Youcai in the mouth.
Zhao Youcai was so shocked that he was whipped.
"Who hit me?"
"it's me!"
Wang Yunshuang revealed his appearance.
It is a disheveled evil spirit with a green face and fangs, which is extremely terrifying.
"Ah... ghost..."
Zhao Youcai was so frightened that he rolled over from his chair.
Regardless of the pain, he got up and ran outside, yelling, and bumped his head against the door, dOng! A sound.
A big bump hit his head.
But he didn't care and didn't dare to go home. He ran all the way towards the west of the village. When one of his shoes fell off, he didn't pick it up and just kept running.
