Chapter 54
Putting away the phone, Lu Xiaoguo took Wu Qian's arm, and the two of them walked towards Ming'an University.
The snack street was only seven or eight minutes away from the east gate of Mingda University, and the two girls walked there slowly.
The East Gate is the secondary gate. In order to ensure that students have a unified exit route, the presidents of the four universities closed all gates except the main gate, and even the security guards were not there.
Wu Qian looked at the 1.5-meter-high retractable iron gate, then looked at her colleague: "What should I do?"
Lu Xiaoguo squatted down, passed the food in his hand through the crack in the door, and placed it safely on the ground inside. Then he stood up, stretched his muscles, moved his limbs, and began to climb the wall.
Two minutes later, her tentative toes finally touched the ground. She jumped with all her might and landed successfully. She clapped her hands, brushed her hair, and said to Wu Qian, who was standing behind an iron gate, "To be honest, I've been able to jump over the wall to skip classes since junior high school."
"Come over here soon, I'll help you..."
Wu Qian took three steps back, took a running start, and rushed towards the marble column next to the retractable door. She flew into the air, touched the column with her toes, and leaped from the outside to the inside.
"Hold...you..." Lu Xiaoguo was stunned.
Wu Qian bent down to pick up the food and said, "Let's go."
Lu Xiaoguo followed behind and couldn't help shaking his head in amazement: "As expected, he can fly with a sword."
The Mingda University Town Campus covers an area of more than 1,000 acres, with the main school gate in the south. The two of them were exhausted walking there. When passing by the small fountain pool in the flowerbed, Lu Xiaoguo could still feel the fatigue. He couldn't walk anymore, so he sat down on the edge of the fountain pool, "I can't do it anymore, I'm going to send a message to Xiao Li to pick me up here."
She started typing after she finished speaking. She didn't know the exact location, but could only say it was the landmark building: the fountain pool between the east gate and the south gate.
After sending the message, Li Yang hadn't replied yet. He must be busy, so Lu Xiaoguo simply lay down on Wu Qian's legs.
It was winter, the fountains had stopped flowing, and the shallow pools of water in the pond were frozen over.
A cold wind blew by, blowing up the dead leaves on the ground.
Lu Xiaoguo was staring at the dead leaves that were blown into a pile by the wind. Suddenly,
"My eyes are blurry. I saw 100 yuan in the leaves."
Among the pile of brown leaves, a large red banknote stands out.
"I saw it too." Wu Qian said.
The two stood up and walked over, and it was indeed a whole 100-yuan bill.
"Was this dropped by a student? Let's hand it over to the security office." Lu Xiaoguo said as he bent down and picked it up.
The moment they picked it up, their eyes were dazed for a moment, and then as if the illusion was lifted, they regained their vision as they could see with their naked eyes when their eyes were clear - the coin in Lu Xiaoguo's hand turned into a ghost money from the Tiandi Bank.
It's a sleight of hand!
A 1 in front, countless zeros in the back, and a crown with flowing pearls and tassels. This is the image of the King of Hell as believed by the people and is a must-have for memorial ceremonies that is familiar to all Chinese people.
Both professionals, Lu and Wu, felt their hair stand on end at this moment.
In the first lesson of every semester, children are warned not to pick up money on the street, but they fell into the trap.
Thinking back to the case that Zhou Du and Li Yang were investigating, it is understandable why such strange things happened on campus.
But they have no idea what the consequences will be if they pick it up.
Lu Xiaoguo was still holding the paper money for the dead when the sound of a car driving by was heard behind him.
They turned around and saw Li Yang and Zhou Du in the car. Lu Xiaoguo asked nervously, "Leader, I found ghost money, what will happen? How do we crack it?"
"Get in the car first." Li Yang's voice was emotionless.
The two of them hurriedly opened the back door and got in. Before they could focus their attention again from the panic of getting into the car, they saw the road in front of them was no longer the clean and tidy cement road on the campus, but a loess road. The familiar car they were sitting in also turned into a paper car. The two seats in the front were occupied by two motionless figures wearing Tang suits, black hats, and a black braid. They were paper figures that people burned as slaves for their ancestors in the underworld.
A strange atmosphere came over them, and before they could react, the paper chairs they were sitting on broke and two people fell down.
It was like falling into an endless black hole, their bodies descending weightlessly. The two girls could only hold on to each other's hands tightly to avoid getting separated.
Finally, Lu Xiaoguo felt a pain in her butt and fell to the ground. Her vision became brighter and she saw the ceiling.
Wu Qian had calmed down during the landing, so she didn't need to react much and just got up from the ground and pulled Lu Xiaoguo up.
The two girls looked around and found themselves in a living room. The living room was decorated in a very homely style, with a cozy fabric sofa, a coffee table, and a carpet full of doll toys. There were cartoons playing on the TV.
To the west is the restaurant. It is evening time, with the afterglow of the setting sun shining in, and a family of three is having dinner there.
A five-year-old girl with two pigtails was holding a bowl of rice, with most of her face blocked by the bowl. Only her eyes were visible, staring at the TV with slanted eyeballs, not daring to blink.
The mother slapped the girl on the back of the head, and the girl nodded her head forward.
The mother threatened: "Lu Xiaoguo, if you watch TV while eating, you will become squinting and Wang Zihang will not like you anymore."
Wu Qian looked at Lu Xiaoguo in surprise.
Lu Xiaoguo had no expression on his face, just looking at the two young adults at the table.
The girl put down her bowl, and her face was indeed a smaller version of Lu Xiaoguo.
She was staring at her mother with resentful eyes, "You are talking nonsense. Wang Zihang is not so superficial!"
Mother Lu laughed: "Then do you know what a person with squint will look like?"
“When the time comes, you just appear in front of Wang Zihang like this, and say,” the young woman at the table made an expression with one eye moving left and the other to the right, and her mouth twisted as if she had suffered a stroke, and she imitated the delicate voice of a girl, “Wang Zihang, I believe you are not so superficial as to dislike me, right? Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!”
"Ah!!!! I will never grow up like this!!" the little girl screamed and hit her mother.
Mother Lu smiled and hid. Father Lu tried to stop his daughter, but he said to his wife helplessly, "Just scare her all day long."
The girl put her hands in front of her chest angrily, "Humph! I definitely don't look like this!"
Mother Lu suddenly changed her joking attitude and stroked the girl's head with a loving mother's eyes, saying, "It doesn't matter. No matter what you look like, mom and dad will always be your mom and dad. We won't dislike you. So baby, you can continue to watch TV while eating. If you become squinting, at most I will support you for the rest of your life. You can be an old aunt for the rest of your life, right, Xiaoguo Dad?"
Father Lu nodded: "Yes."
Lu Xiaoguo put his hands in his pockets and held his breath. The cartoon characters on TV kept chattering.
The little angel and the little devil in her mind were fighting, but it only lasted four or five seconds. The little girl jumped off the dining table, ran to the coffee table, turned off the TV with the remote control, then ran back to the dining table, climbed onto the chair and ate quietly.
"Yeah!" Mother Lu raised her hand and high-fived her husband, and Father Lu also raised his hand in cooperation.
Wu Qian heard the sound of scriptures and looked to the side. Lu Xiaoguo was already reciting them, trying to break the illusion.
Wu Qian didn't say anything and let her read. After a while, a door inside opened.
Lu Xiaoguo walked over and Wu Qian followed. Before entering the house, Wu Qian looked back at the family of three at the dining table. They had finished their meal, and Dad Lu was preparing fruit after the meal. The other two, one adult and one snack, were full and lying on the back of the chair waiting for their husband/father to feed them.
Wu Qian turned around and could only see Lu Xiaoguo's back.
The two entered the room, which was already an office.
Or is it an illusion, perhaps one layer upon another.
The two, one big and one small, lowered their heads in front of the desk, looking like they were listening attentively to the lecture.
The director greeted her with a blunt remark: "Mrs. Lu, your daughter is only in the sixth grade. Sixth grade! Not only did she take the lead in selecting the most handsome boys in each grade, but she also formed cliques and asked everyone to write love letters together. She formed cliques for such a thing. Why didn't she study so hard when she was studying?"
The director patted the table, and a pink heart-shaped envelope on the table shook. "This is the love letter your daughter wrote to that so-called school hunk! The words inside make me want to crawl under the table!"
"This is a serious problem. It not only shows that she has never paid attention to her studies, but also shows that she has a tendency to fall in love early at her age, and is particularly concerned about things between men and women! If we don't catch her mentality and principles now, when will we catch her? Mother Lu, stop nodding your head. You don't look sincere. I say, you parents should pay more attention."
Mother Lu's eyes were dazed and she continued to nod as if she was distracted. Only when she heard the director's words did she come back to her senses.
Dim sum? What kind of dim sum?
"The child is already in this state, but you don't take it seriously! This is not something our school can solve 100%. We still need the cooperation of you parents. Spend more time with your children, understand them, and guide them onto the right path. This requires the joint efforts of our school and parents!
The fat, bespectacled man who looked like the dean of studies was spitting as he spoke. He took a sip from the thermos cup, spat out the tea foam, and then took a breath and continued, "Just tell me, which normal child would be like her? Watch less unhealthy TV..."
Before the director finished speaking, Lu's mother said seriously, "Director Yang, it is normal for children to be curious about unknown things and areas they have never been exposed to. Haven't you taken educational psychology courses? Don't you understand children's psychology so well? How can you say that my Xiaoguo is abnormal? Didn't you have a crush on a girl when you were a child?"
Wu Qian: Mother Lu is so strong.
In short, the result was that the director and the parents started arguing, and in the end, Mother Lu won the argument, making the director's face turn red and his nostrils flare with air coming out of his mouth.
Mother Lu returned home with her daughter's love letter and entered Lu Xiaoguo's room. The two, one big and one small, lay on the bed with their legs crossed and read the love letter word by word.
After reading it, he sighed: "Lu Xiaoguo, your love letter is so poorly written. How come you didn't get any of your mother's true teachings?"
"You used the wrong word for "de", and there are many typos. Aren't you ashamed of having so many typos in the sixth grade? If I were that school hunk, I would annotate the typos in this love letter and return it to you."
"What does 'your big, piercing eyes, bright and sparkling' mean? It should be changed like this," Mother Lu bit the pen cap and crossed out this sentence on her daughter's love letter. She then wrote a small line of words next to it, reading as she wrote: "'Your eyes, as deep as the sea at night, reflect the stars in the night sky'..."
"What does lingering in the beams for three days mean? You learned an idiom and then used it everywhere, right? Did you mean to say lingering in my dreams?"
Those corny words and phrases were a public punishment, but since the person reading them was her mother, Lu Xiaoguo, a sixth-grader, didn't feel awkward at all and listened carefully to the suggestions.
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