I wasn't surprised at all when I heard this.
Cao Dayong's appearance is typical of being brave and foolhardy, and he can easily be used as a weapon.
I'm just curious, who doesn't like me and deliberately provokes Cao Dayong to find trouble with me.
"Brother Cao, who is that person? Is he from the store?" I can only think of the people in the store. After all, I am a little girl, a newbie here, and I have never offended anyone outside.
He struggled for a few seconds, then nodded gloomily: "It's from the store... and... it's the person you know best around you!"
The most familiar one around you? !
My heart sank, and I immediately thought of Wu Yingxue.
Then came my sister-in-law.
Then there was another young lady in the store who was close to me - Yang Weiwei.
But when Cao Dayong spoke about that person, I was completely shocked and couldn't speak for a long time!
He told me that that person was my uncle-Yang Jun!
My uncle and I only met twice in total, both times in the company.
One of them was during a meeting, and the other was when he called me to the office alone and chatted with me for a few words.
Even if I try to break my head, I can't figure out that that person would be my uncle!
"How could it be him?" I couldn't figure it out, and even Cao Dayong was puzzled.
"Boss Yang said that you are quite capable and can show off Mi Zuoyin to others, so he asked me to come over to you and check on Xiao Yao... He is also kind-hearted..."
At first glance, these words sounded like concern and advice.
If I hadn't talked to Wu Yingxue, I might have learned from him.
My uncle had no good intentions. He was clearly trying to kill someone with a borrowed knife and wanted to deal with the major shareholder.
After thinking about it, my anger instantly surged to its peak.
Although I am not my sister-in-law's biological niece, I am still a relative in name.
After coming to Yuncheng, I not only helped them catch the thief, but also devoted myself to finding a way to resolve the decline of his family.
But what?
He actually plotted against me behind my back and wanted to use my help to eliminate his business partners!
It seems that the third sentence of my hexagram Mi has come true.
He had deep grudges with the major shareholders, and the conflicts were so serious that they even cost lives.
They say shopping malls are like battlefields. I didn't understand it before, but now... I seem to understand.
In the face of absolute interests, everything else is just a cloud...
My heart was heavy and my steps were like lead as I walked towards the dormitory heavily.
This afternoon, I stayed on the balcony, looking at the bustling hotel opposite, and suddenly I felt a little homesick.
Until the sun set and the neon lights started to shine, the whole city was covered with colorful clothes. I took a deep breath, put away my messed up mood, got up and started to work.
As soon as I turned around, I saw a black figure with clear outlines, standing motionless behind me.
The tall figure stood upright against the wind, like a stone statue carved from cold jade, with delicate and cold lines.
I was so frightened that my heartbeat accelerated unexpectedly. I was frightened but also a little surprised.
"Jiang Lanyue?" I covered my heart: "You...why are you here?"
Jiang Lanyue's shadow moved slightly, and the moment his deep ice eyes hit me, there was a strange color, as if - distressed.
He actually feels sorry for me!
This feeling is very strange. He is obviously just a black shadow, and his whole person is blurry and translucent, but I can feel his expression, movements, and even his eyes.
I looked at him intently with a bit of inquiry, wishing I could see through those dark eyes to see through his hidden heart.
Jiang Lanyue felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by me, and after a while she said, "Cao Dayong is here."
I yelled, and a few seconds later, I heard a knock on the door.
It seems that I am being too sentimental, and he is indeed here to inform me.
I just wonder, does such a trivial matter require the ghost fairy to personally take action?
I think there's something weird about him, but I can't pinpoint where it is.
I didn't want to think too much, and a quick knock on the door interrupted my thoughts.
"coming!"
I opened the door, and Cao Dayong appeared in front of me, panting, carrying large and small bags.
"Sister Wen Xin, I've prepared everything you told me."
I glanced at the bag in his hand and asked again and again: "Are you sure you have everything ready?"
He nodded firmly: "That's necessary."
I saw that the sun had set and it was almost time, so I picked up my bag and set off with him to the cemetery.
It was late at night, and the two of us kept walking between tombstones. It would be a lie to say we were not afraid!
Any slight disturbance around me would scare me to the point of numbness in my spine.
Maybe it’s because the temperature has dropped at night, or maybe because the underworld people are out and about. The temperature in Fengshan Cemetery is several degrees lower than during the day. The cold, damp atmosphere, combined with the gusts of wind, is like something out of a horror movie. , as if a few ghosts would appear at any time.
I bit the bullet and followed in Cao Dayong's footsteps. After a century, I finally came to Yao Chunli's tomb.
By the moonlight, I took out the red rope I had prepared in advance and wrapped it between the tombstone and the cemetery stone slab. I circled it three times, and then asked Cao Dayong to take out the three bowls of rice.
He immediately put the bowl into my hands, like a child waiting for praise: "Sister Wen Xin, hurry up while it's hot, it's just out of the pot..."
I touched the warm bottom of the bowl and smelled the aroma of steaming rice. My heart suddenly skipped a beat, and the whole world collapsed in an instant.
"Brother, I asked you to prepare this rice. It is for cooking, not for eating!" I yelled, spittle flying out.
I watched Uncle Ying's movie before, and his stupid apprentice cooked the glutinous rice used to treat zombies into glutinous rice. Uncle Ying was so angry that his beard flew up.
I thought it was just a funny scene in a movie, but I didn't expect that someone actually cooked the uncooked rice into cooked rice.
If it hadn't been against the law for hitting someone, Cao Dayong would have been beaten to death by me!
I've seen stupid people, but I've never seen such stupid sticks!
I clenched my hands into fists and my face turned red with anger: "What I want is uncooked rice. Have you ever seen anyone who looks at rice and cooks it with cooked rice?"
Cao Dayong immediately felt aggrieved: "You can't blame me! I didn't know you were using it for practice."
A mouthful of old blood stuck in my throat, and I swallowed it hard. While there was still time, I asked him to call a car back and bring me these uncooked rice.
Without rice, I would have lost my right and left arm, so what else could I do?
Cao Dayong did not dare to delay, and sprinted down the mountain at a sprint speed of 100 meters.
As soon as he left, I was the only one left panting in the entire cemetery. I suddenly felt even colder, so I quickly wrapped myself in my coat and huddled in front of Yao Chunli's tombstone.
This person can't calm down, and it's easy to think wildly when he's quiet, especially in this weird atmosphere.
In just a few minutes, things like the old corpse of Yamamura and Sadako took turns appearing in my mind. I was so scared that my whole body tightened and I didn't dare to breathe out.
If this continues, I will almost be scared to death by myself before Cao Dayong comes back.
In order to relieve this tense emotion, I sat in front of the tomb and started scrolling on TikTok.
I was in the middle of brushing my hair when a series of footsteps sounded, walking towards me from far away...
