Chapter 91 Past and Present
The two quickly returned to their daily life of cooking and writing together, and the vicious fugitive wanted criminal seemed just a little episode that was completely insignificant.
The turmoil caused by this seemed to have nothing to do with them at all.
Instead, in the group chat of book lovers who have nothing to do with the group, there appeared related forwarded news: "The fugitive serial killer was arrested, and enthusiastic citizens bravely stepped forward to help."
The report sparked discussion among group members not about the murderer being caught, but about street photos taken by other enthusiastic citizens who bravely stepped forward to help others. In the touching photos, a calabash boy with a tilted head was smiling brightly.
"Even with a mask on, he still has such a good figure." This is the group owner's fair and objective evaluation: "This enthusiastic citizen must be very handsome."
"??? Is there something wrong with your focus, Chu Da?"
"Male ketone is confirmed..."
"Chu Chu, my Chu Chu~"
Chu Ge: “?”
"Who are Bu Jingyun and Jian Chen?"
"We all are. Please see the group name."
"Chu Chu, my Chu Chu~" was set as the highlight message by the administrator Qiu Wuji.
Chu Ge: “…”
You don't even know what this joke means, why are you setting up this news? You think the name is funny enough, right?
"Rong Fu has gone insane, he is completely idiotic and stupid, and whenever he is questioned he talks about cultivating immortality." Lin Wuyang called to report the situation: "Don't even mention keeping it a secret this time, I don't even know."
"Well……"
"I told you to stop hitting him. If you hit him on the head, isn't it normal for him to become stupid? It's good that he didn't die. It's a good thing that this guy is a serial killer who can be shot on the spot. If it was someone else, you would be in trouble."
"Yes, yes, I've made a note of it. I won't be so impulsive next time."
"Even the current situation is a little troublesome. Anyway, there will be no commendation for bravery. There may be a little bonus, but not much. However, there is a lot of reward for helping to capture wanted criminals. This is issued by the higher-ups and you will not get less. There is 100,000 yuan. When will you treat me to a meal?"
"That's only 100,000? Reporting a netizen from northern China would earn 500,000."
"Just think about it and be content." Lin Wuyang said, "Think about how many words you have to work hard to earn 100,000."
"Hiss... What you said is very correct. Can I consider making money in this direction in the future?"
"There are people like this, they are the bounty hunters of the new era, they think they have some special abilities, but they don't think that this is a job that requires a lot of effort." Lin Wuyang sighed, "Speaking of this, I would like to remind you in the Black Room that Rong Fu has become like this, it is best to stop the revenge here. If you set your sights on the Wang family, I am afraid that you will be the ones committing the crime."
Chugo snorted slightly and didn't answer immediately.
Lin Wuyang also knew what he was thinking. The main messenger was fine, but the knife was wasted. He always felt something was wrong, and what if he came again in the future? It was understandable that people thought so, but the legal system did not support it.
Theoretically, there is still a lack of evidence as to whether the Wang family was the mastermind, so the police cannot make such a conclusion.
Who told you to beat Rong Fu silly? It's hard to collect evidence now.
He sighed and said, "You have to be sensible."
"I won't make it difficult for you." Chu Ge smiled: "I'm not a nosy person anyway."
"Yeah." Lin Wuyang believed that Chu Ge was not a nosy person. He was just afraid that Pan Dawan and Zijun would be angry after being discharged from the hospital. Then he thought that it was meaningless to keep arguing with Chu Ge. Chu Ge was an extra-curricular masked person and not even a core member. It would be better to talk to Zhong Yi.
Lin Wuyang hung up the phone, and Chu Ge ran to the next door to show his treasure: "I made a hundred thousand unexpectedly!"
Qiu Wuji had actually been listening with his ears perked up, looking a little envious. It was already 100,000 yuan, this job made money quickly, why hadn't he thought of it before...
But before, without an identity, she couldn't make this kind of money. She knew that some of what Chu Ge asked just now was deliberately asked for her. Now it seems that she can make this kind of money...
But somehow, I was too lazy to write anything. I only wrote the beginning of my autobiography: "One hundred thousand is one hundred thousand. It's not enough to buy a bathroom. What's the point of showing off?"
Chu Ge: “…”
Qiu Wuji tugged at the corner of his clothes: "Let's see if my beginning is any better?"
Chu Ge leaned over and took a look: "My name is Qiu Wuji, I was born in a farming family, I am an ordinary person..."
“Huh?” Chu Ge was very surprised: “Not only has your writing style become more colloquial, but you also know how to use the first person perspective!”
Qiu Wuji raised his head and thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Because I am really reminiscing, just like talking about the past with someone, telling them about my memories..."
"That's good, that's good...but isn't this a little wrong?"
"Ah? What's wrong?"
"A farmer's family can't come up with a name like Qiu Wuji, and how can your natural beauty be ordinary?"
"...This doesn't seem to be my problem." Qiu Wuji looked at Chu Ge with disdain: "The story of being poor since childhood is the original text of a certain master. What kind of loopholes the derived story has is your problem."
The literature master was slapped in the face, his face flushed: "How can it be considered a problem for scholars? This is called a bug, it's inevitable... As for being mediocre, well, it's a good word anyway, a good word, I also look mediocre."
Feeling very embarrassed, Chu Ge quickly returned to his room to write.
Qiu Wuji watched him run away, with some curiosity in his eyes.
Today, while Chu Ge is typing, he would often come over to hang out and say a few words, which is very different from his previous appearance when he was just typing.
What's wrong with him?
Well, maybe it’s because I just became a literature master and I feel responsible.
After Chu Ge praised him, this beginning seemed to be okay. Qiu Wuji was full of energy and continued to write. This was strange. When he made up a story, he didn't know the details. He was so boring that he wasted his time. When it came to recalling the past, Qiu Wuji knew which things were worth talking about and which things were just worth mentioning.
The same story that had been laughed off countless years ago, she knew to write less about the boring sunbathing and catching lice. She wrote more about how her family was bullied by the village landlord, how her mother was sick, how her father worked hard, how she became the head of the family when she was young, how she cut her feet in the fields until they bled at a young age, and how she sat on the edge of the field looking at the rice ears with satisfaction and joy, imagining buying a candy from a peddler during the Chinese New Year, how sweet it was.
This leads to the later chapters, in which he cries in reluctance after his fields are seized by bullies, he feels the pain of his parents dying of illness one after another, and he flees into the mountains alone for fear of being seized by the bullies... Qiu Wuji himself feels that the emotions are bursting out of the paper.
It turns out that I once had a family.
That was when I wanted to practice martial arts and eliminate all injustice in the world...
My luck is still very good. I was wandering in the mountains looking for an immortal. An immortal touched my head and asked, "Girl, do you want to learn swordsmanship from me?"
Qiu Wuji withdrew his thoughts from the manuscript and was surprised to find that it was already sunset outside the window.
She let out a sigh of relief.
This is the background that Chu Ge briefly mentioned, but it is the vicissitudes of life that he looks back on thousands of years later.
This is my life, every stroke of which is engraved deep in my heart... What does it have to do with who created the world?
Qiu Wuji suddenly felt that this was not just practicing writing, but clearly practicing.
One day I am me.
Suddenly, there was a smell of food outside. Qiu Wuji was stunned for a moment, sniffed, and confirmed that it was coming from the kitchen and not takeout.
If you listen carefully, you can also hear the sound of frying.
Qiu Wuji was extremely surprised and quietly went out to take a look.
Chu Ge was clumsily frying eggs, and the rice cooker next to him was already bubbling with steam, indicating that the rice was cooked.
Qiu Wuji stared at his back in a daze and pursed his lips unconsciously.
As if he could sense someone watching him, Chu Ge turned his head and saw Qiu Wuji peeking at him from the door frame. His little look looked like a QQ emoticon that said "observing secretly.jpg", very cute.
Chu Ge grinned: "Seeing that you are absorbed in your thoughts, I don't want to disturb you. I think it's pointless to order takeout... Well... If nothing else works, scrambled eggs should be pretty good. How about trying it?"
Qiu Wuji blurted out subconsciously: "It must be very unpalatable."
"Go, go, let me do it." She walked forward, pushed Chu Ge away, and took over herself, but found that there was nothing to take. The eggs were cooked.
Qiu Wuji silently put the scrambled eggs on a plate. She didn't know what it tasted like. At this moment, perhaps she could experience some of the feelings Chu Ge had when he watched her cook. It was really soft.
No matter how bad it tastes, I feel like I can eat it all up.
After crossing thousands of years and passing through two worlds, it seems that I now have a home?
Thanks to the two big guys, "Just read the book and change your name", "Daojiu_Ji Da, come on" for joining the alliance~
(End of this chapter)
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