Just like his name, he is a bit mean in his daily life.
This "cheapness" is not only reflected in the cheap words, but also in the cheap hands and feet.
During the day, he and a group of friends made an appointment to go racing in the suburbs.
The place they chose for the car race was a mountain village in the suburbs, where there was a road that went around the mountain. There was usually less traffic and very few pedestrians, and the road was winding, which was very suitable for them to play with cars.
After Zhong Jian and a few friends made an appointment there, they drove out for a great time. When it was almost dark, they stopped at the foot of the mountain and planned to have a picnic.
A group of people found a place on the flat ground at the foot of the mountain, made some simple arrangements, and started barbecuing and drinking.
Zhong Jian usually loves these lively occasions. He was joking with a group of friends and hadn't even eaten a single skewer of barbecue when he suddenly received a phone call.
When he saw that it was his father calling, he frowned immediately.
Although he really didn't want to answer the phone, he was afraid that his father would be unhappy and immediately suspend his card. In the end, he had no choice but to stand up with a gloomy face, walked to a small road not far away, and answered the phone.
As soon as the call was connected, he received a scolding from his father as expected.
Scold him for being unlearned and incompetent, and scold him for only knowing how to eat, drink and have fun.
They were all the same old topics. Although his ears were already callused from hearing them, he still felt uncomfortable after hearing them too much.
However, the economic power was in the hands of his father, so he did not dare to resist.
After being scolded for a while, his father finally calmed down and hung up the phone.
But his father's anger subsided, but Zhong Jian was still so angry that he had nowhere to vent.
At this moment, he caught a glimpse of a broken bowl in the grass by the roadside, and saw some residual paper ash on the broken bowl, as if someone had burned paper money in the broken bowl during the day.
Thinking that he had been scolded for half an hour and hadn't had a single bite to eat, yet this broken bowl contained quite a lot of food, he suddenly felt unhappy.
He had heard from someone before that these broken bowls on the roadside seemed to be prepared for some lonely ghosts who had no descendants.
It is said that those wandering ghosts have no descendants to worship them, and they are not well fed and clothed after death, so some kind-hearted people put bowls on the roadside and give them some paper money when they go to worship their relatives.
In this way, those wandering ghosts can at least get a bite to eat, so they won't starve after death.
Zhong Jian naturally didn't believe any of this at all.
But even though he didn't believe it, it didn't stop him from disliking the broken bowl and the ashes inside it!
So he kicked the broken bowl away with a cold face.
The ashes from the bowl were scattered all over the ground in an instant, and some were blown away by the wind, drifting away into the distance and disappearing.
Seeing the broken bowl being kicked over, Zhong Jian laughed maliciously.
"Eat! I told you to eat! I haven't even eaten yet, and you still want to eat!"
A friend behind him who was about to come find him saw this scene and was a little surprised.
"Zhong Jian, what are you doing?"
Zhong Jian said disapprovingly: "I didn't do anything. I just kicked over a broken bowl."
The friend had also heard similar rumors and was suddenly a little worried.
"Why are you bullying a broken bowl for no reason? It didn't provoke you."
Zhong Jian was still angry at the moment. When he heard his friend say that, he immediately said coldly: "Is this bowl yours?"
"It's none of your business if it's not yours. I've never seen you meddle so much in other people's business!"
My friend suddenly stopped talking, especially because he was upset by what he said, so he simply didn't bother to pay attention to him.
The two of them had a small conflict, and the other friends naturally noticed it.
But they didn't take it too seriously. After all, they were all grown men, and it was normal to have some conflicts and tempers. They would be fine in a couple of days.
So no one asked them what had just happened.
After finishing the meal, seeing that it was completely dark, we packed up everything and drove back to the city.
The rest of the people were taken home after returning to the city, but Zhong Jian had a quarrel with his father and was too angry to go home, so he went to the hotel and booked a room.
When he parted with that friend, he seemed to hear that friend humming something about being careful of retribution.
After hearing this, Zhong Jian didn't bother to pay any attention to him.
retribution?
We don’t even know whether there are ghosts in this world.
Even if there is, he is so powerful and strong that he can kill a cow. If that ghost dares to come to him, let's see whose fist is harder!
Therefore, he did not take his friend's words to heart at all. After arriving at the hotel, he first went to the hotel swimming pool to swim for a while, and then went to the bar to play for a while. At around eleven o'clock, he felt a little tired and slowly returned to his room.
After returning to the room, things started to go wrong.
Zhong Jian is a night owl and usually doesn't go to bed until two or three in the middle of the night.
Today in the hotel, no one cared about him, so he played even more unscrupulously.
I was lying on the bed and opened the mobile game. When I was about to play, I suddenly felt a little cold.
He didn't think much about it and immediately pulled up the quilt to cover himself.
As a result, just as I covered myself with the quilt, I suddenly felt a strong sense of hunger in my stomach.
Because he had gone downstairs to swim for a while before, he knew he would be very hungry, so he ordered a lot of food on the coffee table in advance.
This feeling of hunger was unprecedented, and it made him lose the mood to play games and he just wanted to eat.
Zhong Jian had no choice but to put his phone aside and go eat first.
As a result, after eating and finishing all the food he had ordered, he found that he did not feel full at all.
Could it be that I consumed too much energy swimming today?
Isn't this enough to supplement?
He was so hungry that he didn't have time to think about it. He could only call room service again and have someone send up more food.
While waiting for the food to be served, Zhong Jian experienced for the first time what it was like to be hungry and anxious. He paced back and forth in the room, feeling anxious and wanting to curse, when the hotel staff finally brought what he ordered.
Zhong Jian took a look at the things that were brought to him and was also shocked.
He didn't pay attention when he ordered just now, but now he realized that he ordered a bit too much. It filled up the entire coffee table, probably enough for four or five people to eat.
Seeing that he was the only one in the room, the hotel staff reminded him to eat properly.
However, Zhong Jian waved his hands impatiently and said, "I don't need this little money," and then drove the staff out.
After being driven out, he continued to eat with big mouthfuls.
When half of the things on the table were gone, he finally felt something was wrong.
His stomach began to feel very full. If 10 points was the maximum fullness, he felt that he was definitely 12 points full.
But my mind is still shouting "keep eating" and "keep eating".
Zhong Jianyi realized that he absolutely could not eat any more, otherwise his stomach would be broken.
But his behavior was controlled by his mind, and his hand continued to reach for the food on the coffee table.
As soon as he ate, he started retching and felt the food reaching his throat and his stomach was bloated. He finally panicked.
He deliberately controlled his hands and refused to let them touch the food again. In order to stop himself from eating, he even stood up and planned to leave the vicinity of the coffee table.
I didn't expect that as soon as I stood up, my body sat down again uncontrollably.
His hand continued to reach out for the food and he continued to eat.
When he realized that he would definitely die of suffocation if he continued like this, he finally found an opportunity to dial the phone next to the coffee table, shouting in fear for the hotel staff to come and save him.
Something was very wrong with him, especially since he had no control over his behavior at all.
If no one came to help him, to rescue him, he would have starved to death in the room!
Everything that happened afterwards was known to the staff and Lin Xi. After they came up, they still couldn't stop Zhong Jian from eating. He couldn't even stand up because his stomach was bloated and painful.
His condition was relieved only after Lin Xi said something to him, or to the ghost Lengmian in his body.
Zhong Jian was crying loudly, his hands constantly bowing towards the void.
"Brother, sister, grandpa and grandma, I really know I was wrong. I won't do it again. I'm going to burn paper for you right now. I'll burn a whole cart of paper for you as an apology!"
"Please forgive me, I really can't eat any more. I will die if I eat more!"
At this moment, Zhong Jian had only one thought in his mind, and that was regret, deep regret.
Why did he kick over the broken bowl in the daytime?
The key point is, who knew that his luck was so bad, that broken bowl was actually used by a ghost!
After confessing, Zhong Jian didn't know whether that ghost forgave him or not, so he could only continue to look at Lin Xi.
"Master, could you please tell that ghost brother, ghost uncle, to forgive me?"
Lin Xi said expressionlessly, "Solve your own problems yourself."
After she finished speaking, she glanced at Zhong Jian again and warned him, "Don't cry too loudly, it's disturbing my sleep. You can handle the rest yourself."
Out of sight of the rest of the people in the room, the wailing of a thin ghost suddenly stopped for a moment.
Then she suppressed her sobs and said aggrievedly, "Master, I didn't mean it. I just felt uncomfortable. I finally had a meal. Do you think it's easy for me?"
When he was alive, his family was poor and he rarely had a full meal.
As a result, after his death, no descendants burned paper for him, and naturally he never had a decent "ghost meal".
He wandered in that desolate place for who knows how long, and finally met a kind-hearted person who gave him a full meal.
The rice was still piping hot.
He was just about to go over and eat.
Unexpectedly, before he could take a bite, Zhong Jian in front of him kicked him away.
The key is that he did it on purpose!
Can he tolerate this?
So he felt unhappy and followed Zhong Jian back to take revenge on him, and at the same time he also wanted to use his body to experience what it felt like to be "full".
After the ghost finished complaining to Lin Xi, he immediately said, "Master, don't worry. I won't really kill him. I'm just teaching him a lesson, letting him know the consequences of deliberately overthrowing ghosts."
(It’s Friday, I’m putting out a bowl to ask for a free gift, (＾3＾)
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