Chapter 84 Chapter 84 Family (VI)

Fang Yi was a little helpless: "Dad, don't tell this to outsiders, what if you scare others?"

Fang Cheng finally reacted, he patted Fang Hui's hand: "Sorry, little brother, I was just talking casually. Officer Qin, I'm not a believer in feudal superstition."

Qin Yang smiled: "It's okay, it's normal to miss your relatives."

After the grilled fish was served, the three people of the Fang family left and returned to their seats. Although Fang Cheng enthusiastically invited them to join, Qin Yang declined on the grounds that his identity was not convenient.

Ning Helan handed the chopsticks to Fang Hui, who took them in silence, muttering softly: "Little Taoist priest, can I... can I tell them... that I am me?"

Ning Helan looked at Fang Hui, whose face looked like a sad frog. Although Ning Helan usually had little emotional fluctuation, she couldn't bear it, so she could only tell him: "I heard from my grandfather that if ordinary people were allowed to accept that a deceased person appeared in front of them with a new face, it would arouse their concerns and thoughts, and then their spirit would attach to the deceased..."

Fang Hui gritted his teeth, his little brain was spinning quickly: "... they would shorten their lives, right?"

"Hmm."

Qin Yang picked up a piece of fish from the sizzling baking tray and gave it to Fang Hui: "Come on, Xiao Hui, eat happily and don't think too much. Look, how many people can stay here after death and talk to their families? There are none, so you are very lucky."

That's right... I didn't reincarnate smoothly, and I don't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing.

Fang Hui always listens to the police uncle. He took a bite of the fish and it was delicious.

After dinner, Qin Yang insisted on sending Ning Helan back. Ning Helan didn't understand why he still wanted to send her back when she was so old.

Qin Yang looked at him and said, "Well, not only do I have to send you off, I also have to watch you until you get home."

Ning Helan: "..."

Qin Yang took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then glanced at Ning Helan. He seemed to be concerned about his poor health, so he put the cigarette back and said, "Your grandpa said that you haven't recovered yet, so he asked me to watch you and not let you take any work."

Ning Helan let out a long breath and smiled helplessly, "My grandpa is really something..."

When they got home, Brother Ji heard some movement and looked up in their direction. Then he yawned, shook his feathers, and continued to sleep.

Qin Yang was a little surprised to see the chicken, so he walked over and touched it: "The chicken must be really tired, otherwise it would be so lively every time I came."

Fang Hui thought that the chicken had suddenly turned into such a big bird, and it was estimated that all its energy had been used up. What surprised him was that Ning Helan had also consumed a lot of energy, but seeing that he had recovered like nothing had happened, this man was really unfathomable.

Qin Yang and Fang Hui were sitting on the sofa playing games. At first, Fang Hui didn't dare to play too hard because of Qin Yang's identity, but he didn't expect Qin Yang to speak first: "Don't let him win, who are you looking down on?"

"..." Then Fang Hui won three games in a row.

"Shouldn't you let your brother Yang win?"

"...Didn't you just say not to let him win?"

"Letting him win doesn't mean he's letting him win."

"...Okay."

Fang Hui finally understood. Qin Yang was a smart and capable man at work, but he was really bad at playing games. He was a bad player but he loved to play.

After winning one or two games, Fang Hui would not let him win so deliberately. Qin Yang would cheer happily when he won and rub Fang Hui's head.

Although Fang Hui didn't like people touching his head, he was still happy now that his hair was messed up because he felt the happiness of friends after a long time.

Ning Helan was watching with his mobile phone next to him, glancing at the TV from time to time. During the break in the game, Fang Hui curiously glanced at Ning Helan's mobile phone and found that he was looking at some photos.

One of them was a joint grave, and the tombstone read "Ning Xuechen, Fang Shuyu."

"Fang Shuyu? Little Taoist priest, your mother also believes in Fang? What a coincidence." Fang Hui said.

Ning Helan hummed, this surname is not common in their place.

Fang Hui suddenly felt a little happy: "Could we be relatives? For example, cousins?"

Qin Yang sighed, and his tone rose: "It's really possible. There are not many people with the surname Fang. Xiaolan's mother and Fang Hui have the same surname. If they go back a few generations, they may really be relatives."

Fang Hui really compared the family tree with Ning Helan. Ning Helan felt that it was a bit forced and a bit funny, but he didn't stop it.

"...Alas, no." Fang Hui sighed after comparing for a long time. Ning Helan's mother and his father just have the same surname. The previous generation and the previous generation really don't know each other.

To be honest, Fang Hui really has some regrets.

Qin Yang rubbed his belly over there and looked at the two people who were mumbling here.

"Xiao Lan, I'm hungry."

"Shall I cook noodles for you?"

"I want to eat crayfish, slightly spicy."

"No."

"Order takeout."

"You pay?"

Qin Yang leaned back on the sofa with a smile: "I heard from Grandpa Ning that you got a commission of 50,000 this time. Why don't you want to treat your brother to a meal?"

Ning Helan smiled: "Grandpa, why did you tell you this too?"

"Fifty thousand? Grandpa Feng is really generous." Fang Hui said, "Then everyone who sees it gets a share. I want to eat crayfish too."

Ning Helan had no choice but to pick up her phone to order takeout: "Didn't you also get good karma?"

"Good karma can't be used to eat. I can give you money from Tiandi Bank, but I'm afraid you can't spend it." Fang Hui said.

Qin Yang only now realized that Fang Hui needed to accumulate good karma. He curiously grabbed Fang Hui's wrist and looked at it over and over for a long time. After confirming that the number was not a tattoo but would change, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "This number can actually change? How magical."

"Brother Yang, isn't it not good for you to say such things in this capacity?"

"What's the matter? I'm off work now."

"What about when you're at work?"

"...Then let's talk about it after work."

The three of them looked at each other and laughed. It was the first time that Fang Hui laughed heartily after being here for so long. He felt it felt very good.

While waiting for the crayfish to arrive, Qin Yang went downstairs to buy a few bottles of beer. They clinked their glasses, and then he could not wait to peel a crayfish and stuff it into his mouth.

"Oh my god!" Qin Yang frowned, his features twisted, "What's going on! It's so spicy!" Fang

Hui could eat spicy food, and he thought the crayfish was fresh and fragrant in his mouth: "I don't think it's spicy."

Ning Helan peeled a crayfish and put it in his mouth, then took a look at Qin Yang, whose face was red from the spiciness.

Qin Yang took a big gulp of beer, then felt something was wrong, and took a look at the takeaway order: "Spiciness... Extra spicy?"

Ning Helan quietly moved her butt to the side, and Qin Yang grabbed her collar: "Don't run yet, take a look at what it says here?"

"Extra spicy."

"What did I just say?"

"You said you wanted to eat lobster."

"What else?"

"And you're thinking about my 50,000 yuan labor fee."

Qin Yang was simply amused by Ning Helan's innocent appearance and evil heart. He pressed him on the sofa and rubbed his temples: "I said slightly spicy! You did it on purpose, didn't you?"

Although Ning Helan's hair was rubbed into a chicken nest, his tone was still indifferent: "When did you say slightly spicy?"

Qin Yang rubbed him fiercely: "Don't you know that my lobster pepper can't eat spicy! Is this the first day you know me!"

Ning Helan's beautiful eyebrows curved up, and there was a stream of light in her eyes: "Then Brother Yang, are you still eating it?"

"..." Qin Yang glared at the little bastard, "Of course you want to eat. Get me some clean water to rinse it."

It was late at night, and everything was quiet. Three people were lying on the sofa in the living room.

Qin Yang was lying on the sofa, one arm casually draped over his chest, one leg on the armrest on the other side, and the other leg hanging down, breathing steadily.

Fang Hui lay on the sofa next to him, his face facing the sofa, and he seemed to be sleeping soundly.

Ning Helan was originally lying on the table. When the clock on the wall pointed to 1 o'clock, he raised his head, and his eyes like the deep sea were shining slightly.

He closed his eyes, and his hand touched the empty bottle on the table. He had just gotten drunk, and Qin Yang went to the grocery store downstairs to get a box of beer.

Qin Yang finished four bottles, and Ning Helan three bottles. Fang Hui yelled fiercely before drinking, but he passed out after half a bottle.

Ning Helan felt his stomach churning, and his brain was like a rusty machine, so he went to the toilet to vomit and took a shower.

He finally felt better after being blown by the cool night breeze.

The living room was full of the smell of alcohol and midnight snacks. Ning Helan frowned, picked up a rag and cleaned the living room carefully. The dirtiest thing now was the two people lying on the sofa.

She hesitated to put the two people into the trash can and thought about it tomorrow after they got up.

She opened the balcony door to get rid of the smell in the house, and saw Ji Ge drinking water.

Since he came back, Ji Ge spent most of the day sleeping and rarely ate.

When Brother Ji saw Ning Helan, he came over and rubbed against him. Ning Helan picked him up and weighed him in his arms: "Brother Ji, you seem to be a lot lighter, have you lost weight?"

"Knock." Brother Ji pecked him lightly with his beak.

One person and one chicken stood on the balcony enjoying the breeze. Brother Ji yawned and fell asleep again. Ning Helan stroked its feathers and felt that its feathers were not as smooth as before.

Could it be that the previous battle caused Brother Ji to suffer a lot of damage?

I'll get some insects for it another day.

Today's moon is like a small cake with a missing piece. Although it is not round, it is much bigger than the previous days. Although the moon is covered with a hazy gauze, the soft light it emits is brighter.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse. It is almost impossible to see other stars in the night sky today.

In a while, it will be the fifteenth day of the eighth month, and the moon will be rounder and brighter.

Ning Helan thought that it was the season to eat moon cakes again.

When Ning Helan was staring at the moon in a trance, a black wind suddenly rose from downstairs and rushed straight to the balcony where Ning Helan was.

It was very fast and came with a hissing roar.

Ning Helan did not notice it, and Ji Ge did not react either.

The black wind turned into a human-shaped shadow and flew to the balcony and suddenly swooped forward.

"Ouch!"

A loud cry came, and the black shadow seemed to be hit by something. It hurriedly stepped back a few steps and floated in the air, and saw a translucent barrier faintly appearing on the balcony.

Black shadow: ...

Ning Helan raised his eyes and looked at the black shadow calmly, then slowly turned his head and pointed at something on the beam of the balcony behind him.