My memory is relatively good, so I am sure I have never seen this father and son.
But judging from their appearance, it was obvious that they were coming for me and were comparing something with their mobile phones.
I was a little unsure, fearing that I was overthinking and being sentimental, so I winked at Fang Yunhe and Ahua: "Please help me see if those two are looking at me!"
Fang Yunhe and Ahua raised their heads at the same time, looking at the door together.
Ahua took the lead and said: "They are father and son. They have been in poverty recently, and there is a bad god following behind them."
Fang Yunhe gave Ahua a thumbs up, and then said meaningfully: "It seems that he is really looking at you."
I muttered: "Are you here to see something happening?"
Seeing the three of us staring at them, the two father and son were so frightened that they turned around and left, not even daring to step into the store.
I watched the backs of the father and son, it seemed they were not looking for me to see something...
Ahua put down her chopsticks and said to me solemnly: "There is something wrong with this father and son. They are obviously hostile to you. Please be careful these days and ask your soldiers to protect you when you go out."
I nodded and planned to let General Wen and Yao Chunli take turns guarding me, so be careful and sail the boat for ten thousand years...
After we had had enough wine and food, Fang Yunhe suggested that we go sing karaoke.
I'm tone-deaf, and Ah Hua doesn't like noise, so I rejected him.
Fang Yunhe looked hopeless: "It's boring, it's really boring. How should I spend the long night..."
I sneered and said: "Why don't you go dance on the grave? I guarantee that there will be many people to accompany you through the long night..."
"Go, go, go, you're going to dance on the grave!" Fang Yunhe roared. He hadn't sang for a long time and wanted to relax.
I jokingly said, "You Taoist priests often perform rituals, sing and dance, haven't you sung enough?"
The rituals performed by their Taoist priests are much more professional and complicated than those of our folk rituals. They often chant sutras and kneel before them. Sometimes, after a ritual, their backs and backs ache and their voices become hoarse.
"Can it be the same?" Fang Yunhe rolled his eyes at me, then waved his hand: "That's it, let's let it go!"
He thinks that we are a spoiler of fun, and we think that he is bothering us, but we can’t have fun together.
Everyone went back to their respective homes to find their respective mothers.
Ahua and I took a walk along the river for a while. She arrived at the rental house first. As soon as I said goodbye to her, the feeling of being stared at came back again. My posterior cerebral cortex was numb for a moment, and I felt inexplicably. Very flustered.
"Jiang Lanyue..." By some strange coincidence, I actually called out his name.
Obviously what I was thinking in my heart was not to bother Jiang Daxian with this trivial matter, but what I shouted out became Jiang Lanyue.
Jiang Lanyue really responded to my requests. As soon as I finished speaking, Jiang Lanyue's cold breath appeared beside me.
"Don't be afraid, don't look back, I will protect you..." Jiang Lanyue spoke in a gentle but powerful voice, and my beating heart was quickly soothed by him.
Yes, no one makes me feel more at ease than Jiang Lanyue by my side.
But I couldn't help but think of Mr. Mang's words. Jiang Lanyue tried her best to protect me, but she was just protecting his scabbard...
These words are somewhat heartbreaking, because his kindness to me is all purposeful.
I felt a little depressed, but I soon figured out that most relationships in this world have a purpose.
I blame Jiang Lanyue for treating me like a scabbard, but why don't I treat him like a bodyguard and a sharp blade?
Our relationship has been a contract from the beginning.
He naturally has a purpose for being my ghost fairy.
I seek his protection, drive him, send him, and let him go through life and death, how can I be more noble than him?
Just because you are starting from "my" standpoint, it doesn't mean it's unfair. Speaking of which, no one is nobler than anyone else.
I was so preoccupied that I didn't notice two sets of footsteps approaching me quietly.
"It's her, it's her..." Vicissitudes of life's voice came from behind: "Mangzi, hurry up and catch this stinky bitch!"
I heard several heavy footsteps approaching me, and I was about to turn around. Suddenly, the footsteps stopped, turned to the river, and jumped into the river with a thump.
"Mangzi... what are you doing... hurry up, come here, save my son..." The old man lay on the guardrail by the river. Without saying a word, he dropped the knife in his hand. He didn't even have time to take off his clothes, so he Then jumped into the river.
Neither father nor son knew how to swim, so one was holding on to the other and floating up and down in the water.
Fortunately... there were a lot of people walking along the river at this point. Several kind-hearted citizens jumped into the river to save people regardless of the danger. It took a lot of effort to fish the two father and son out.
By the time he got ashore, the old man was exhausted and lying on the shore spitting out water.
The fat young man sat on the ground, his eyes staring blankly, and he stretched out his hand and slapped himself repeatedly.
"I'm sorry! I dared to harm others..."
"My father ordered me..."
He repeated these two sentences over and over, and when he was lashing himself, the watermelon knife in his sleeve suddenly fell out, and the people around him were so frightened that they backed away.
An uncle who just saved him said: "No wonder what I said has been pressing against my waist. It's a knife..."
When everyone saw the long watermelon knife, their eyes on the two father and son changed from sympathy and concern to fear and avoidance.
I stood in the crowd and watched a farce for free. I knew that the fat man suddenly turned around, jumped into the river, and was talking nonsense again. It must be Jiang Lanyue's "masterpiece".
But I hid my merit and fame and silently dialed the police phone number...
A few minutes later, the police patrolling nearby arrived first.
"What's going on?" the policeman asked.
Only then did I walk out of the crowd, pinched myself hard, my eyes were red, and I pointed at the two father and son pretending to be aggrieved: "Uncle policeman, these two father and son have been staring at me at the door since I was eating hot pot." I, I was walking alone on the road just now, and they suddenly appeared with knives, and then... they jumped into the river inexplicably, you'd better check it out!"
I explained the whole thing clearly in one simple sentence.
The two father and son were still sitting on the ground, especially the fat young man, whose cheeks were swollen from the blows, but he still didn't stop.
The two policemen held his arms on one side and the other on the left, barely controlling him.
"Well... little girl, please come with us and make a record." The policeman said to me.
"Okay! Cooperating with the police uncle is the duty of every citizen." I winked playfully.
Of course, I wanted to go to the police station to find out who these two father and son were and why they were following me. They even wanted to arrest me with a knife just now.
In my mind, I don’t know this father and son...
I came to the police station again, and it turned out to be the same police station I went to last time.
That time, my sister-in-law's servant Yang Sanmei stole something and threw my cell phone. My sister-in-law and I came to the police station to report the case.
I didn’t expect that this would be the second time I entered the palace.
An old policeman who registered me before saw me and the father and son, and clearly recognized us. He turned around and yelled at the father and son: "You two, turn a deaf ear to my words, right..."
