God damn reproductive isolation?
And Xu Ge, I wonder how he can tolerate Dahei chattering in his ear every day.
"Hmph, after I finished speaking, Xu Ge said he wanted to think about it. After all, the young lady is so pretty. It's so hard for Xu Ge to meet such a pretty girl. If he doesn't seize the opportunity, she will be taken away by other stinky men." Seeing that they didn't believe him, Da Hei immediately analyzed, "Actually, Xu Ge is not bad. Young lady, why don't you take the initiative? There shouldn't be any weird differences between the two of you."
“…”
Ju Jingbai could only be thankful that He Sishui couldn't hear Dahei's voice. She shook her ponytail, jumped up and slapped Dahei on the head accurately, almost knocking the ghost down.
Dudu nervously held He Sishui's hand and swallowed his urge to gossip.
Dahei covered his head in shock: "What are you doing? Why do you hit me? Even if you are shy, I will be unhappy if you hit me. I decided to break up with you for a short time, unless you kiss me now."
Ju Jingbai was tired: "... Let's break up."
Although He Sishui didn't know what was going on, watching Xiaobai's movements was like watching a stand-up comedy. It was very funny, and her laughter dispelled her heartache for Dudu. She patted Dudu's little hand soothingly and said, "Dudu, I remember that old shops like this can make paper figurines. I'll ask if I can help you customize a small schoolbag. There will be plenty of school opportunities in the future, and small clothes. I can help you customize some styles that you like."
"Okay." Dudu nodded and asked curiously, "Brother Dahei, what do you want to buy?"
"Miss, can you buy this for me? I will work like a slave to repay you after you buy it." Ju Jingbai saw the funeral clothes hanging in the store through the glass door. Those should be women's funeral clothes, with a brown background, a stand-up collar, and embroidered purple and red auspicious cloud patterns. The generous and simple style should be very popular among the elderly.
"Don't worry about being a slave to me. Just tell me everything about you." Ju Jingbai said.
"Okay, go ahead." Dahei nodded and put his hand on her shoulder in a flattering manner.
Ju Jingbai shook his shoulders and shook off the big black hand. Just as he was about to push the door open, he saw an old man wearing a gray T-shirt and black shorts. He was holding a large palm-leaf fan commonly used by the older generation and was fanning himself as he opened the door and came out.
"Little girl, I see you've been standing here for a long time. Do you want to come in? It's not a festival now, is it someone's family's birthday? Your elders are so blessed! If they saw you youngsters being so filial, they would be so happy." The old man said, "Come in and see what you want to buy."
"Grandpa, just wrap up this sample over there for me." At Dahei's signal, Ju Jingbai pointed directly at the one hanging over there and said.
"You like this one. Oh, you have good taste, young lady. Your elderly family will definitely like it. A few days ago, there was an older girl who came to look at my clothes every day while walking her dog. But she has no money and is obviously unfilial to her family. I don't know why she hasn't come these days." The old man pretended not to notice the big sunglasses on Ju Jingbai's face. While putting the clothes in a black gift bag, he continued to tell his story, "You should buy it for your family. We old guys are used to hardship, but who doesn't hope to look beautiful when we leave?"
"Yeah, Grandpa, you're right." Ju Jingbai agreed with a smile. Afterwards, He Sishui also customized a batch of paper products to be burned at the funeral, but hers were out of stock, so she had to come and pick them up in a few days.
A few people walked out of the funeral clothing store. The sun outside was not bright, but gloomy.
"Miss, can you help me burn this dress? It's for Yang Huijuan." Dahei walked to the albizzia tree at the corner and turned back suddenly. His tone was unusually low, but it only lasted for less than a second. He quickly said, "Okay, I'll take this as your promise. Now if you have any questions, I can answer them, but after ten, I'll pretend I didn't hear you. Ten, nine... six..."
"What?" Ju Jingbai reacted quickly, "How did you die?"
As soon as Ju Jing asked in plain language, He Sishui and Dudu were attracted to the question. Dudu attentively broadcast the situation to He Sishui. The smile on Dudu's face faded and he frowned and said, "Brother Dahei said that he was sick, but his family didn't want to treat him, so they found a place to abandon him. He didn't make it and died. Sister, Brother Dahei is so pitiful."
Dahei started off by saying, "But the reason I don't want to leave isn't because I hate them. They're just making trouble because they don't have money. I can probably understand them. To be frank, I don't care about those people."
"Is it for Ms. Yang Huijuan?" Ju Jingbai lowered his eyes to the ground through his sunglasses and softened his voice unconsciously, "The person who asked me to bury her."
"Yeah." Dahei floated away for a long distance and said with a smile, "My fairy sister often brings me here. She likes this dress very much. When I was sick, I made a promise with her under that big tree that if I died early, I would wait for her."
Dahei added: "My fairy sister is a little prettier than you, little sister, and she can't stand loneliness the most."
"So, the boss's mission is to help you find Yang Huijuan's soul." Ju Jingbai omitted most of the messy information and explained the most direct task. Seeing Dahei nod, she asked curiously, "Dahei, can I ask what is your relationship with Yang Huijuan?"
"According to my understanding, we should be in an adoptive relationship. According to what I learned at the University of Social Sciences, I should also sigh. It's a pity that I haven't fulfilled my filial piety yet and she left my mother and passed away." Dahei shook his head and sighed.
Ju Jingbai: "..." Don't try to comfort him, this is obviously a sad thing. If you want to comfort him, Dahei is having fun by himself like a husky.
"Dahei, how do you know that Aunt Huijuan passed away?" He Sishui asked after listening to Dudu's retelling.
"Of course. If I hadn't died, would the bandit leaders of the Metaphysics Competition have let me out to receive customers?" Dahei had a deep resentment towards the organizers of the Metaphysics Competition.
"Sister, can boys also receive customers?" Dudu asked curiously after repeating.
He Sishui touched her nose awkwardly, her face flushed as she explained, "You said that, but it's not the case anymore. We've made progress, and now neither boys nor girls can receive customers."
Ju Jingbai and Dahei laughed together, and she said, "Okay, I'll ask the boss for a place and send the things to Yang Huijuan first."
After sending the clothes, they chatted for a while at the haunted house.
It was past six in the afternoon when Ju Jingbai finally waited for Xu Ge to return from the meeting.
"So I have to help Dahei find Yang Huijuan?" Xu Ge said with a headache after listening to Ju Jingbai's report. "Where should I go to find her? Didn't Dahei give you a specific area to look for her?"
"I forgot to ask at the funeral clothing store. When I came back, Dahei became a saw-mouthed gourd again, not answering any serious questions." Ju Jingbai shook his head and looked at his mobile phone. "Boss, my bus is coming. Sishui and I will leave first." Ju Jingbai quickly pulled He Sishui to catch the last bus.
"There is no easy time to make money." Xu Ge and Ju Jingbai waved goodbye and sighed as they went to find Dahei. Tonight he was going to torture him so that he could force this saw-mouthed gourd to grow a mouth.
——Next stop is Seongnan University
After getting off the bus, the aroma of the snack street wafted over with the wind.
Ju Jingbai had already taken off the sunglasses that had been restraining him for most of the day on the bus. She found all the flowers and plants on the roadside cute, until she took He Sishui's arm and looked up to cross the road.
"Oh my god." The old lady she saw a few days ago appeared again.
"What's wrong?" He Sishui knew Xiaobai had run into a ghost again when she saw him. She asked curiously, "Did you see that thing again? What does it look like? Do you need to call Boss Xu?"
"No need." Ju Jingbai shook her head subconsciously, put her sunglasses back on, and then she gave herself enough psychological hints before looking at the ghost lady. The more she looked, the more she felt that the ghost lady's clothes looked familiar. She took out her cell phone and made a call, "I think I should call the boss. It seems that Yang Huijuan has been found."
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