When several people gathered at a table again to eat the first meal of the new year, it was already afternoon. Jiang Shaomu grumbled in dissatisfaction. The system said:
"Su 㹏, after you collapsed yesterday, Fat Mom drank for more than an hour before being sent back to her room. Zhang Qiling and Hei Xiazi both went back to their own rooms by themselves."
The system didn't say that the other party was successfully put back on the bed only after Fatty Wang and Hei Xiazi carried him together and Zhang Qiling was watching over him. A drunk dog is harder to press than a pig that has been slaughtered!
It was the first time that Jiang Shaomu realized that he would lose his memory if he drank too much. However, seeing the malicious smiles of Fatty Wang and Hei Xia Zi, as well as Zhang Qiling's smile that rose by three pixels, he decisively chose the three principles of not listening, not asking, and not recalling. He was glad that these people did not take the time to record the video, otherwise his dark history would be recorded and he would be publicly executed sooner or later.
The days passed by one after another, dull but slightly exciting. In 2001, the Huo family corpse burning case came as expected.
The so-called magical object wanted to possess Hei Xia Zi, what a pity that Jiang Shaomu didn't prepare any amulets for Hei Xia Zi to protect him. Who made him give so many special treatment to the two lonely old people in this period of time?
Especially after Hei Xia Zi had completely let go and met his mother, he would spend a large sum of money at Jiang Shaomu's place every now and then to give his mother some tonic. In Hei Xia Zi's words, "What's wrong with the soul? The soul also needs to eat!"
Hei Xia Zi's mother was not strong enough to crush the so-called immortal creature, but it was not a problem for her to resist a little bit of attack from the opponent. After Hei Xia Zi arrived at Jiang Shaomu's place, she became even more powerful and directly defeated the immortal creature.
In 2002, the necromancy technique finally emerged as Jiang Shaomu expected. When he told Zhang Qiling and Hei Xiazi that they had collected enough Yin Qi to start making dolls, the two were stunned.
The two mothers were the same. They had longed to touch their children in real life for too long. When they heard the news, no one could react immediately. Instead, Jiang Shaomu smiled and asked:
"Why, are you so happy that you're stupid?"
Hei Xia Zi was the first to answer: "I'm not crazy with joy, Xiao Jiang Jiang's news is simply too good!"
Jiang Shaomu, who had long been immune to Hei Xia Zi's "Little Jiang Jiang" attacks, looked at Zhang Qiling again. The other party opened his mouth, but only uttered the two words "thank you" solemnly.
Jiang Shaomu waved his hand. Even if their current relationship was not that close, there was no need for the other party to say thank you so seriously. Moreover, Jiang Shaomu said:
"You're welcome. Don't forget, you paid the money and provided the materials yourself."
Hei Xiazi groaned as he said, holding his chest and said, "It's such a huge sum of money! You should be at ease, Mute. There will be plenty of opportunities to repay Xiao Jiang Jiang in the future."
Hei Xia Zi looked very unhappy, but only he knew the firmness in his words. He accepted Jiang Shaomu's help, and in the future he would help back at all costs!
Zhang Qiling nodded and said nothing more.
Making humanoid puppets is a delicate job, especially since Jiang Shaomu also wants to make delicate organs for the two mothers so that they can reduce the consumption of Yin energy and wear and tear on the puppets caused by eating, which is even more time-consuming.
But he was happy to spend this time. After all, the two mothers had been caring about him since they had limited contact since he met him, and it was his duty to do something small for them.
With the ringing of the 2003 New Year bell, the two dolls were completely completed, and at this time, the story will begin.
Wu Di, this is the last role Jiang Shaomu has never had any contact with. I am looking forward to meeting you. Thinking of this, Jiang Shaomu tore off the calendar of the last day of 2002.
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