Returning to the wealthy palace, there was no one at home. Bai Chenxi and Ma Ling'er were not at home either. They seemed to be busy with something else.
Out of instinct, Zhang Fan wanted to take out his phone from his pocket and check the time, but when he thought of giving the phone to Gao Daqiang, he couldn't help but sigh.
If I had known better, I wouldn't have given her the phone, she should have kept it for herself.
"Sister Qiang, are you still there?" Zhang Fan called softly.
【Something happened? 】Soon, a tall and strong voice suddenly sounded in my ears.
"Can I discuss something with you?" Zhang Fan took a deep breath and asked.
【What's up? ] Gao Daqiang asked in surprise.
"Can you return your phone to me? I'll buy you a new one later." Zhang Fan said hurriedly.
[No, there's no way. Giving out a gift is like throwing away water. ] Gao Daqiang refused.
"Then how can you return the phone to me?" Zhang Fan asked.
[There is no way I can return it to you. There are so many things in your mobile phone, tsk tsk... tsk tsk tsk...] Gao Daqiang seemed to have discovered something very interesting from Zhang Fan's phone. He clicked his tongue repeatedly and looked extremely excited. Surprise.
"There's nothing in my phone. It's clean, nothing. There's something wrong with your tone. What on earth are you looking at?" Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes and asked in a low voice.
There really wasn't anything on his phone.
Now he is no longer alone.
Some things are stored on the mobile phone. If Ma Ling'er and the others saw it, they would probably be laughed to death.
Therefore, he will not save those things in his mobile phone now.
"Can I trade my laptop with you?"
Zhang Fan thought for a while and planned to use his laptop to exchange his mobile phone with Gao Daqiang.
This mobile phone contains many of his phone calls and messages. If Gao Daqiang keeps holding it, it will be inconvenient for him to do anything.
[This is not okay. There are many photos of beauties and some handsome guys on your phone. I will definitely not return them to you. Don’t even think about it. 】
Gao Daqiang refused again.
"Are you sure? I can give you another chance to organize your language. If you don't give me another chance, then I won't want it. I'll buy a new one later. It's not a big deal, it's no big deal, um... ...But after that, I will never give you anything else."
"Don't you like to eat the things in my system backpack? I took them all out in a while, and there was no one left." Zhang Fan touched his chin and pretended to be indifferent.
【you......】
Hearing this, Gao Daqiang was stunned on the spot, and then gritted his teeth and yelled out the word "you".
[Isn’t it just a mobile phone? Why are you so cruel? ] Gao Daqiang's arrogant arrogance weakened and he asked quickly.
"Then give me your phone back. It's easy to say anything to me." Zhang Fan said in a low voice.
...
After Zhang Fan took his phone back, he solemnly stuffed it into his pocket.
At this time, he was calling Gao Daqiang, but Gao Daqiang completely ignored him.
Like an angry little girl caught in a cold war.
Zhang Fan didn't react too much to this, but walked straight into the kitchen and prepared to cook.
After being resurrected through Wishing Lake this time, he really wanted to eat dumplings.
After cleaning up the kitchen, Zhang Fan went downstairs and bought some pork, green onions and some ingredients to prepare stuffing for dumplings.
This meal of dumplings represents reunion.
This time, he was just a hair away from not being able to come back.
I have been busy and prepared a lot of things.
Since he was making dumplings and rolling out dough alone, Zhang Fan's progress was not very fast.
The process of making dumplings was boring, so he turned on the TV in the living room and watched the news.
But after seeing one of the news items, it immediately attracted his attention.
Just because the content of this news happened in Dadong City.
It was said that a fully loaded bus had an inexplicable car accident while traveling to a scenic spot in Dadong City. All the people in the bus were killed and no one survived.
Seeing this scene on TV, Zhang Fan frowned slightly and murmured to himself: "Could it be that these people's lives were used to resurrect me?"
"Maybe it's possible."
After watching the news for a while, Zhang Fan withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at it.
What has happened has already happened, and there is no point in saying anything more.
If you don't want to die, you can only kill others.
After making this dumpling, it was almost 17 o'clock in the evening.
Just as the dumplings were being put into the pot, the door suddenly opened, and Jiang Xiaohua staggered in. Seeing Zhang Fan cooking dumplings, she stepped forward with a happy face.
She wanted to help, but when Zhang Fan thought that Jiang Xiaohua mistakenly salted the alkaline noodles last time, he immediately refused and pushed Jiang Xiaohua aside.
Jiang Xiaohua snorted coldly, muttered something about what's the big deal, then angrily sat down on the sofa and watched TV.
Not long after she returned, the door opened again, and Ma Linger and Bai Chenxi also opened the door and walked in.
Watching Zhang Fan cooking dumplings, the two of them were confused and didn't understand what Zhang Fan was doing.
After a long time, Zhang Fan laid out the dumplings and a table of food, then brought a box of beer and liquor and placed them on the table.
After skillfully tearing open the package, Zhang Fan smiled and said, "Let's drink some tonight?"
"You don't have a good drinking capacity, so aren't you afraid that we will get you drunk?" Ma Ling'er couldn't help but sneered when she saw this.
"It's okay. I'm not drunk, but you often drink too much. Last time you vomited all over me." Zhang Fan didn't take it seriously and poured himself a glass of beer.
"Since you want to drink, then we will drink with you. It's nothing."
So, Ma Ling'er also poured herself a glass of beer.
"What are you drinking? It's not as delicious as millet porridge." Jiang Xiaohua picked up a cup of millet porridge from under the table and took a proud sip.
"Okay, if you don't want to drink, just go away. Don't let the children come to the table." Zhang Fan rolled his eyes at Jiang Xiaohua and sneered.
"Xiao Fanzi, are you looking for a beating?"
Being called a child by Zhang Fan, Jiang Xiaohua was instantly furious. She clenched her fists and was about to hit Zhang Fan.
"Everyone is about to make a fuss. Let's eat quickly, otherwise the dumplings will get cold." Bai Chenxi saw the strong smell of gunpowder on the dinner table and hurriedly smiled to smooth things over.
...
They all enjoyed the meal, especially Jiang Xiaohua. On the surface, she said she would not drink, but in the end, she started drinking alone and became drunk without being able to stop her.
However, no matter how much wine she drank, she was not very drunk and was still very sober.
The same was true for Bai Chenxi, who was not drunk at all.
However, Ma Ling'er had already been drunk and fell unconscious, lying on the table and falling asleep.
Zhang Fan is not too drunk. He is in good condition and his mind is still clear.
After clearing the dining table, he helped drunk Ma Ling'er to the master bedroom.
Bai Chenxi and Jiang Xiaohua saw this and hurriedly followed.
After settling them down, Zhang Fancai returned to the auxiliary bedroom and prepared to rest.
Lying on the bed, he glanced at the group photo on his phone, then closed his eyes with satisfaction, and fell asleep in a short time.
This time, he slept soundly and comfortably.
I even had a very sweet dream.
In the dream, the sky is blue and the clouds are white, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.
All the people are there.
There is Chu Chu, Su Qian, Feng Hui, Zhang Suya, Bai Chenxi, Ma Linger, Jiang Xiaohua, they are all here.
Everyone was sitting together, talking, laughing, chatting about homely things, looking happy and happy.
I don't know how long this dream lasted. It wasn't until the sun rose the next day that Zhang Fan woke up from his dream.
It was already 7:13 in the morning.
When he opened his eyes, he found Ma Ling'er with disheveled hair, wearing pajamas, sitting beside his bed, looking straight at him without blinking.
If he hadn't recognized Ma Ling'er's appearance at first sight, Zhang Fan would have thought that some kind of ghost had entered the house.
Before he could say anything, the next second, Ma Ling'er shouted: "Our ancestor of the Ma family has passed away... My mother just called and asked me to go back and attend the funeral."
"Oh? Senior passed away?"
Hearing this, a hint of surprise appeared on Zhang Fan's face, but he was not too surprised.
He had actually known for a long time that the ancestor of the Ma family would die.
The ancestors of the Ma family were born a hundred years ago during the Republic of China.
She has been frail and sick since she was a child. It was because her father made a sacrifice and agreed to become an apostle to collect the souls in Wishing Lake, so she got a wish in exchange for it.
This wish is to give the ancestors of the Ma family immortality.
But this kind of life span has serious side effects, that is, the life span of relatives and friends around you is greatly reduced.
Generally speaking, this wish is to use the lives of one's own relatives to fill the lives of Ma family ancestors.
As long as you have relatives and friends around you, you will not die and can live forever.
That's why the husbands, children, grandchildren, and other direct descendants of the ancestors of the Ma family began to wither and wither like flowers.
This is the so-called principle of immortality.
However, the reason why the ancestor of the Ma family went through so much trouble to find him that day was because he wanted Zhang Fan to use the Wishing Lake to end her immortal lifespan.
It is more of an extremely insidious curse than an immortal lifespan.
Everyone around him died, but he couldn't die no matter what. In the end, only one person was left to live alone. This was simply more uncomfortable than death.
Now it's better, she is finally dead, and she no longer has to be alone and suffer the torture of loneliness in this world.
"I want you to go back with me. I'm scared to be alone..." Ma Ling'er gave Zhang Fan a hug and said bitterly.
"No problem, let's pack up and leave." Zhang Fan comforted Ma Linger, stroking Ma Ling'er's soft and fragrant hair.
Zhang Fan got dressed, went to the bathroom to wash up, and took some luggage before leading Ma Ling'er out of the wealthy palace.
Perhaps the death of the ancestor of the Ma family had such a huge impact that Ma Ling'er barely dressed up. She only roughly combed her hair and didn't even have time to put on makeup before walking out of the room with a bare face.
In order to rush for time, Zhang Fan specially purchased an express flight.
Try to get to Majia Town as quickly as possible.
It was around 15:00 that they successfully got off the plane, spent a lot of money to hail a taxi outside the airport, and then went straight to Majia Town.
Another hour passed.
They finally arrived.
At this time, Majia Town was completely deserted, with almost no one in sight.
Without much nonsense, they went straight to the Ma family's ancestral home.
It is said that almost all the children of the Ma family rushed back to the funeral of the ancestor of the Ma family.
