Quick Transmigration: Fate Trading System

To say that Su Xin is not afraid of ghosts, that's fine. She thinks people are terrible, but ghosts are also dead people.

If you do n’t rely on it, honestly, Su Xin is a little scared of that evil and dirty thing. After all, the power is not equal.

There are no weird things on this long road, nor any horrible phenomenon. It's normal, just like an ordinary foggy road in winter.

It was strange that Su Xin walked back to the village entrance.

She obviously walked straight and never turned. How could she come back here?

[This is not the way to go out, host, you have just been spinning around. 】

Do you mean I've been going around in circles?

【Yes. 】

Su Xin felt a bit of coolness crawling behind her, and that feeling was bad.

Su Xin has always believed in her own judgment. It depends not only on intuition but also experience. Her many years of training, including work experience, allows her to quickly judge where the danger is, and where the danger comes from. Already.

She thought she had been following a straight path, but Onlooker XIV said that she had been moving in circles.

Shishi, do you know how to get out?

【Yes. 】

Does it cost health?

[No, this time it's free. 】

so good?

[Because this time, there is more trouble waiting for the host. 】

Oh?

[This is actually a mystery. The entire village is shrouded. It looks like a mysterious formation. It keeps changing while confusing people's minds, making people unable to judge their behavior. The only way to get out and hack is to kill the ‘eyes’. 】

No matter which kind of formation, there will be a formation, as long as the formation is destroyed, that formation will naturally fail.

[Fanyan is a person in the village, but I do n’t know who it is, and this time, I ca n’t know the information of those people. 】

In other words, there is no way to check.

Fourteenth Lord, I have a bold idea ...

[I don't think so. 】

Ok.

Su Xin was thinking, wouldn't it end if all died.

[Host, come on, I've been there. 】

it is good.

In this village, there are twelve households except widows and electives. Which one is the front line?

There are ghosts in this village. Who is real and who is false?

Who wants to harm the original owner and her brother, and what is the purpose?

Would n’t the original owner and her younger brother be in the same position?

[No, if so, the commission will not be established. 】

The entrusted desire will not be something that cannot be fulfilled, nor will it contradict itself.

Then take a step and look at it.

Fourteenth Lord, help me stare at the situation over Tong Qing, I'm afraid he will be in trouble.

[Monitoring for you. 】

I just want to take my younger brother out of the village. It doesn't matter whether she is dead or alive after going out, but she must not die here.

Su Xin's eyes fell on the locust tree, and she approached and then approached, and her shoes stepped on the dead leaves on the ground, making a slight noise.

This locust tree is very good. Although it is winter and the leaves are about to fall out, Su Xin searches for the locust tree in her memory. The tender yellow flowers hang down and look very beautiful.

The ancients had a belief in locust trees. They believed that planting locust trees in front of the door could not only help their families be safe and flourish, but also be used to recruit wealth. Therefore, the ancient people planted locust trees at the door of the ancients and thought it would bring auspiciousness.

However, from the perspective of feng shui science, it is not advisable to plant locust trees in front of the door, because it is so happy that it will block the sunlight in the house behind it, causing chaos in the house ’s gas field, which will cause the house to be overcast and windy. , Easy to form a fierce house.

Su Xin reached out and touched the trunk of this tree. His fingers traced the dry lines in the winter. The locust tree was a deciduous tree. At this moment, the leaves were almost out of light and stood bare.

Su Xin felt a sense of coolness for no reason. She thought it might be windy, but it didn't stir up the waves slightly. The wetness crawled through the neck into the back, making people feel very uncomfortable.

She stood there and glanced at the tree. She knew that the tree must be weird, but she couldn't say it.

She is not Mr. Feng Shui, so she can only continue to look at it with such eyes.

Su Xin walked back the way she came. Although her hand was in her pocket, she was still cold, as if to be frozen.

Su Xin stopped at the place where Da Ya Er Ya had an accident, stepped on the bluestone slab, and looked at the frozen water.

The ice is now relatively firm. Su Xin bent over to look at it, and probably estimated the depth. Su Xin, who died as the second and second daughter, did not care, but she always felt a little weird. After going back, remember to keep the younger brother away. Enough.

Su Xin stood up, but suddenly felt that there was a thrust behind her. She avoided it flexibly, but still fell on the ice because of the bulk of her clothes. Fortunately, the ice was strong enough, but if Su Xin had not If she avoided it, she would hit the ice on the front, and such a thick ice would probably bleed her head and die on the spot.

Sure enough, there is a ghost.

Su Xin immediately stood up and returned to the shore, looking around, empty, only a little cold wind blowing.

[Host, there was no living person just now, but a blurred energy body was observed, and the image was released as follows. 】

What the **** is this? Are you mosaic?

[The obtained energy magnetic field fluctuation can only look like this. 】

It was a mosaic composite that could be seen vaguely in the shape of a human being. It could not see the appearance, not to mention the age, not even a man or a woman.

[If he reappears next time, the same energy band will let me know him and can give the host a warning effect. 】

That's fine.

It is better to have a warning than none. Who knows when these evil things will appear, and then to harm her.

Strange, she didn't recruit anyone and didn't mess with anyone, why did a ghost want to kill her?

Su Xin looked back at Bing, stiffened.

She clearly saw the palm prints on the ice surface, dense and dense, and looked very scary.

Su Xin took a deep breath, the cold air cleared her head a bit, and she bent down again to study the ice surface, but now there was nothing in it. The palm prints seemed to be her illusion.

Fourteenth Lord, did you just see anything in this ice, or is there any trace?

[No, it's just normal ice. 】

But I saw something else.

Su Xin would not think that she had hallucinations, because it was without evidence. She was not afraid of the ghost just now, neither fear nor panic. How could there be hallucinations?

It is likely that the palm prints did appear on the ice just now, but the palm prints disappeared when she looked again.

Just a quick glance, Susin couldn't tell what the palm print looked like.

Su Xin stood up, left the frozen river, and walked towards her home.

She is not big-hearted. Some people want to kill her. She is not afraid and calm, but she is used to it. Her life during training is equivalent to living in danger. Now it is just a non-human being who wants to kill her. The motive is unknown and the purpose is unknown. Besides, she still has fourteen, so Su Xin didn't take any fear, she patted her clothes and left.

"Squeak-yeah-"

The sound of the wooden door being opened was unusually noticeable in the quiet morning.

Su Xinchao looked over there and smiled at the man who came out.

"Uncle, why did you get up so early?"

Uncle Tong was originally a good-spirited man, but since his wife ran away, he had to support two daughters by himself. The housework was done in the field by himself, and the gossip of others made the man look old. He lost all his children at once, and this blow made his back, which was not so straight, emaciated. He was pale and white, apparently only thirty or forty years old, but looked like a living person in his fifties or sixties.

"Come out and turn around, I can't sleep now, and I remember Daddy and Erya again, they were still crying in my dream last night and shouting 'Aba, save me'."

Uncle Tong sighed. The dark under his eyes proved the quality of his sleep. His beard was messy and looked like it hadn't been taken care of for a long time.

"How about you, so early in the morning, what would Ningya turn over at my door?"

"I can't sleep, I woke up and wandered, I want to go around the village to see if I can go out, I just tried it again, but it didn't work out."

Su Xin sighed and told her behavior truthfully.

"Can't go out, can't go out, all right."

Uncle Tong's weird expression on his face showed a crying and smiling expression, which didn't react like a normal person at all.

The people in this village did not react much like normal people. They obviously could n’t go out. This is a very weird thing. It can be said to be alive. The people in the village started to panic for a while, but they were panicking for a couple of times Days later, they calmed down strangely. Their attitude was too strange. There was no hysterical collapse or cursing. It seemed to accept this matter calmly, but who knew what was behind the door.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

Su Xin appropriately showed some fear. Uncle Tong's current appearance is not normal in any way.

Uncle Tong shook his head, and he smiled.

"Retribution, it's all retribution. Taig Hu is angry, so he took my elder and two elders away."

Uncle Tong cast a pitying glance at Su Xin. He folded his sleeves and walked back to his home, closing the door.

What is weird, and why is there sympathy in Uncle Tong ’s eyes just now, what is retribution, why is Tai Tai Hu angry?

In this village, Hu Taigong is a land **** who blesses children. There is a special temple dedicated to him, which explains that he prays for his children to grow up in peace and peace, and then prays that their future children can be rich and big. Expensive, but this is just a belief, isn't it? If Hu Taigong is really the land god, how could he do such a harmful thing?

Because there are very few people in the village, there are fewer newborns, and the children have grown up slowly. This year, the only two or two children in the village are the big girl and the second girl. The youngest are the youngest. Cleared.

Su Xin heard the roar of the chicken when she was a little far away from her home. It was the only big rooster in the village, which did not mean that the chicken was difficult to raise, but everyone did n’t have the energy to raise it. The households raised chickens, ducks, and pigs. Their family should be the best in the whole village. The strange thing is that they can go out to the village to live in the town, or to go elsewhere. Life, but they still remain in this village.

It's not that they can't stay, it's just that their family obviously has a child who should go to school, but he is not allowed to go to school.

That's the Tonghe family. In terms of generations, their male master Tonghe Su Xin has to be called an uncle. They have five people. They are the most populous family in the whole village. They are Tonghe and his wife Yang Cui. , Tonghe's younger brother Tongxi, their mother Tong Tongniang, and Tong He's Yang Cui's son Tong Manwen.

Their home is the one with the largest floor area. The house is very beautiful, but the stranger brother is still living in the same house with his brother-in-law. There is no separation.

Their home is also very strange. Obviously everyone is thinking that their children can have knowledge in school, and then go outside to university, it is considered to be promising, but their home does not allow their children to go to school. When others ask them, It's not so good to say that children's books are not as good as it's better to grow up and raise pigs in their homes, and their family is not short of money. It's a strange idea.

"Sister Aning."

Su Xin heard a call, and she looked up to see that Tong Manwen was lying on the wall of their house and looking at her.

"Huh?"

"Why did you come out early in the morning?"

"Don't you get up so early?"

"I didn't sleep well all night. Yesterday my mother hit me again and hurt my butt. I accidentally stabbed myself to death this morning. If I can't sleep, I just come to the yard to take a look After all, there's nothing beautiful outside. "

Tong Manwen is 14 years old and 4 years younger than Su Xin. He is a bit muddy and a bit stupid. He will believe that he is likely to say that others like it, and people like naughty tricks. His mother did n’t pick him up. Typical Do not hit the house for three days.

"Are you skinned again?"

"No, I didn't do anything clearly yesterday, did I just take my uncle's book? You know, I have n’t been to school, and I want to go to school, but my parents do n’t give it to me. I read books, so I wanted to take a look at the book, but I accidentally broke my strength with a bit of strength. "

Tong Manwen hummed.

"No wonder your mother cleans you up, is that your uncle's baby book?"

"Yeah, I didn't think I could get the book as soon as I took it. Not to mention, Sister Aning, you go back. My aunt is probably going to wake up. If she were to see me slip in the morning, Come out and talk here, maybe you'll get me another meal. "

After Tong Manwen said this sentence, he jumped off the wall, and with a sound of light footsteps, it was estimated that he was returning to the house.

Su Xin's own feet just stood there just now, feeling some slight tingling. As she walked, she wondered who the eyes were, and how many people in this village were dead that could be destroyed. This confusion?

There is not much memory of Tong Manwen and his uncle Tongxi in the original owner's memory. I only know that he is the most learned person in this village. Because Tongxi is a college student and reads outside, but because of some physical problems, he returned. Come to the village to recuperate.

The original owner hasn't seen him a few times, but sometimes he can hear a coughing sound when he passes outside his house, or he smells the medicine. Tongxi is a medicine jar. What the pathogen owner does n’t know is that he ’s seriously ill. From the mouths of others, it is learned that Tong Xi is unlikely to survive winter.

Old old, dead dead, sick sick, crazy crazy.

No one knows the correct answer for Su Xin and XIV. They can only rely on them to guess and kill that person to break this confusion.

Su Xin can do whatever she can for the purpose. If the premise of completing the task is to kill, she won't mind. Even if all 12 living households are to be killed, she doesn't mind, nor does she mean that she Murder into a crazy psychopath, but this is the most effective and fastest way to solve this task, but fourteen is not allowed.

Because Fourteen said that this behavior would violate the rules.

Su Xin felt strange at the time. Wasn't the rule of the world high? Why did she still control such a small village?

Fourteen said that the rules are not necessarily. This village has formed a kind of aura by itself. It is a strange space where people and ghosts coexist. In other words, in the remaining 12 households except the original home, some people are People, some are ghosts, some are in the form of humans, some are in the form of ghosts, some are in the form of ghosts, but some are in the form of pretending to be humans, let alone there are other messy evil things s things.

Every 'person' in this village may touch the rules, so there is no way for the fourteen to query their information. If all of them can be found out, it will be clear if the person is a ghost, so that the commission will not be. Founded.

The more difficult the task, the more energy the soul contains.

Alas, trouble.

When Su Xin returned home, Tong Qing was not sleeping. He lit the stove and sat in his room to read the textbooks. When he heard something, he hurried out of the room.

"Sister, I left you a hot steamed bun in the pot."

"Well, that's good."

Su Xin went to the kitchen. This was the first time she saw such a rudimentary kitchen environment. There was a cupboard for bowls, and then there was a cauldron unique to the countryside.

Su Xin learned the method from the memory of the original owner, and recalled that it should not be difficult, but she started to wonder if the food she cooked was really edible?

The original owner is still good at cooking. Although it is not delicious, it is also a medium distance. It is not delicious and not unpalatable. Anyway, you can just mouth it. Occasionally, there are two dishes that are also fried. It ’s delicious, but Su Xin is not. Although she has n’t burned the kitchen yet, her cooking skills are really very bad.

Lift the lid and take a bun from the inside, then take out the dried radish and homemade chili sauce from the cabinet, eat a bit of dried radish and bite a bun, so after eating two buns, the stomach is full.

Su Xin murmured in her heart that this is definitely the world she misses Qiu Qing gently. Compared to this world, what was in the last interstellar era. At least in the Mecha era, she did n’t need it. Eat steamed buns and drink nutrient solutions with watermelon flavor.

It is actually very boring in the countryside. There are no entertainment programs and no TV at home. The only few books are Tong Qing's elementary school textbooks. The wind is blowing. Su Xin did not disturb Tong Qing to read books. The stove sat in her room, looking out the window, and let out fourteen to show her a movie.

Su Xinte asked Fourteen to play some ghost movies, but the fourteen shows were all domestic, very inexplicable, and not terrifying. The point is that none of them were matched with her current situation. Four changed to comedy and then started to music.

Near noon, Susin had to cook.

Tong Qing is very considerate and capable, knowing that his sister is not easy to pull him, so he will help if he can help, and it is not difficult for him to burn firewood.

Su Xin was cutting vegetables. Generally, they only ate one dish at a time. Today, they ate fried eggplant with pepper. After cutting the pepper and eggplant, Tong Qing lit the stove.

According to his own steps, Su Xin poured oil, put vegetables, put spices, stir-fry, add water, and finally served up.

It looks average and should be ok.

The rice has been steamed for a long time, and two people washed their hands and started cooking.

People here have a spicy taste, so even children can eat spicy food.

"Sister, how does this eggplant taste strange today?"

"Is it bad?"

Su Xin didn't think so, although it wasn't delicious, it was edible.

"No, it just feels different from what you usually do."

For cooking, it is a very magical thing. The same ingredients have different tastes when put in the hands of different people. How many seasoning bottles, how much water are put, the heat, etc., someone can tell them A plate of treasure, but someone can only bring out a plate of poison, Su Xin did not think about how thoroughly she can study this thing, or how delicious her own food, she does not need to make Like the original owner, it can be eaten and not eaten.

"I want to change another method recently, so maybe the dishes are not the same. Tell me, brother, if you feel bad."

Su Xin was eating, and she said so, but she did not intend to do so.

Generally, two people can eat a plate of dishes cleanly, and they cook just the right amount of rice, because there will be no guests, and there will be no leftovers every day.

If they cook less, they will be hungry. If they cook more, they will eat more.

Su Xin washed the dishes and had nothing to do. He planned to go out for two more laps and observe.

Every door is closed. If you are willing to go to the door, the neighbourhood in the past is not bad. You go to my house for a while and I go to your house for a while to play cards or something, but the situation is different now, let alone winter. Everyone is unwilling to move around and prefers to stay at home, or because of strange things one after another, who wants to go around.

Su Xin didn't meet anyone along the way. She slipped from her house to the end of the village, and now the sun is gradually rising. There is no hot and sharp summer, revealing the smell of the sun, although it does not make people feel warm, The same damp and cold.

When Su Xin walked to the end of the village, she saw a girl hanging clothes. The girl was about the same age as her, and she was about the same as him. She was actually two years younger than her. She was named Mu Zhi, and it was not in their village. She was a girl who was fainted at the entrance of the village a few years ago and was rescued by the villagers. She said that she had no father or mother and was an orphan. She was betrayed by the bad guys and managed to escape.

She became a member of the village a few years ago and lived in a small house at the end of the village that everyone built for her. She didn't talk much and opened a vegetable field in her yard, occasionally using the field The dishes go to exchange rice with others, and they don't appear very often.

Although the two are similar in age and both are girls, they are actually not very influential. The original owner was very busy, and the mule did not go out. The whole person seemed a bit cold. Lived together for several years, but still unfamiliar.

"Well, let's dry the water, or it will freeze in a while. It will be difficult to get your clothes by then."

Su Xin reminded him that this should be common sense in life. In such a sub-zero winter, there was so much water hanging out of clothes.

"too tired."

Mu Yan replied in a low voice, she looked very weak, not like doing rough work at all.

At first sight, Su Xin approached her and felt a kind of discord. The kind of discord was not noticeable by the original owner or even everyone in the village. It was called temperament.

Although the wooden clog has been very convergent, it still does not behave like a young lonely person.

However, the feeling of disobedience does not mean that Mu is a child of a wealthy family. The feeling is like a boudoir in ancient times, and she speaks softly.

To put it simply, it is education.

"let me help you."

Su Xin walked over and took her wet clothes over.

The water on the clothes has become cold, but the hands are not frozen. They should be washed with hot water and then raised to dry.

The power of the original owner is still relatively strong. Although she is a girl, she has to work much harder than other girls because of the heavy farm work.

"Thank you."

The wooden cricket thanked him, his voice was soft and soft like a smoky wave in the south of the river, which made people intoxicated.

"Your voice is so nice."

Su Xin began to help her twist her clothes one by one, shook openly, and then dried them.

"Your voice is also good."

Su Xin smiled at her, but didn't speak, thinking she was polite.

"Did you eat at noon?"

The Chinese say hello just like eating. As the saying goes, people take food as the sky. Even in communication, they usually ask politely to eat as the beginning.

If Su Xin would never ask such a question, leave things well and don't want too much involvement, but the original owner is different.

Tong Ning is a very enthusiastic and outgoing girl, but also very strong and simple, but she also has a feudal superstition, she is also very timid, old-fashioned, and wants to marry herself All her reliance is on her brother, who does not live for herself.

"Not yet. The dishes are ready. We are preparing stir-fry dishes. We plan to wash the clothes before eating."

Muya shook her head and saw that her clothes in the bucket had been dried, so she picked up the bucket.

"have you eaten?"

"Have eaten it, just think of it."

At noon in the big winter, there is really nothing to walk around, and it is not summer evening. Although Su Xin's reason is very strange, it is indeed her real behavior.

"Would you like to come in and sit down?"

"Okay."

Su Xin wasn't going to let anyone go. Everyone could be in the eye, and the girl was very strange.

The house is very neat and clean, there are no extra furnishings. Once you enter, there is a dining table and two chairs. There are only two rooms, one is a bedroom for sleeping, and the other is a kitchen for cooking. Exhaustive.

"You sit on a stool first. Would you like to drink water?"

"You don't need to drink water. I'll go into the kitchen and watch you cook, okay?"

"it is good."

The wooden clams are fried with chili peppers. The long beans have been scrambled into baskets. The peppers are also arranged neatly on the plate. There is a bit of minced garlic on the side. Looks very pleasing, not panic.

The dishes were cooked quickly and they looked delicious.

"Well, do you know how to cook?"

"OK."

Su Xin wanted to ask something more, but looked at Mu Yan's intent to eat again and then silenced.

No matter whether it is Su Xin or the original owner, when they eat with their family, they like to say two sentences and communicate at the dinner table. However, people like Muya are obviously not able to eat or sleep, and have nothing to eat. Say it again.

Muya washed the dishes after dinner, opened the curtain in his room, and invited Su Xin to come in and sit down.

The room was charcoal-fired and very warm.

Su Xin found that there were a lot of books in Muya, and she looked up curiously.

"Are these all your books?"

"Well, if you want to see it, you can get a copy."

"It turns out that you are also literate. I thought only Tongxi was literate in the village."

According to his seniority, Su Xin was supposed to call Uncle Tongxi, but although Tongxi was twenty-seven or eighteen years old, he looked very young. The original owner called his uncle, so she called her brother Tongxi.

"Well ... what are these words? I don't know any of them, and my brother's textbooks don't have these."

Su Xin could tell at a glance that these were traditional characters, but as Tong Ning's identity, she did not know.

All the books on this shelf are not the kind of simplified Chinese characters printed in the factory. They are all written with a brush and written with a blank brush. It is definitely not a previous manuscript because It's very new.

"These are traditional Chinese characters, which are the words people used to use."

"Did you write it yourself?"

"Well, I like to study these things."

Fourteenth Lord, please translate what is written on it.

Fourteen translated to Su Xin in his mind, and it was about the etiquette.

emmmmmmm, Su Xin chose to ignore.

"Amazing."

Su Xin revealed a little worship in a timely manner, and it did not make anyone feel false, and looked very sincere.

The two didn't do much communication, and Su Xin didn't stay at Mu Yi's home for too long, saying goodbye after a conversation.

Su Xin thinks that Mu Yi is likely to be an eye-opener, because she is very special, and she reveals some subtle feelings that are incompatible with this place.

Su Xin returned home and watched a comedy film for a while, but didn't watch it long before she heard the doorbell.

"Who?"

Su Xin heard Tong Qing's voice.

"It's me, open the door."

Outside the door was Tong Manwen's voice.

Su Xin asked Tong Qing to go back to the house and open the door himself.

"What's wrong, howling."

Su Xin opened the door a slit and looked at Tong Manwen with an anxious look.

"Oh, sister Aning, let me in first, hurry up, otherwise my mother will surely strangle me, and let me avoid the limelight in your house first."

Tong Manwen pushed the door open, opened the seam, and drilled through the seam flexibly.

"What did you do to make your mother angry? Didn't you hit her yesterday? Why did your mother hit you again?"

Su Xinying, re-tethered the door.

"It was the same thing yesterday. My uncle was fainted yesterday, and he woke up today. But when he saw the book that I broke, he spit out and fainted again. My mother copied the guy. Come and hit me. Fortunately, I ran fast and came to your house as soon as I smoked. Can I stay in your house for two days? I will go back when my mother is angry. "

Tong Manwen looked at Su Xin with a small look of anticipation and blinked. What could he do? He was also desperate.

"Tell your mother well, saying that you didn't mean it, your mother will forgive you, no matter how you got out of her stomach, she can beat you to death."

Su Xin said so, but already took Tong Manwen into the room.

"Don't say, if it weren't for this village, I really wonder if I was born to her."

Tong Manwen pulled a face and looked very aggrieved.

"My mother is not good at me at all. She hit me and scolded me from an early age, and she did n’t let me read. Who do you say is like this? Look at your father. Your mother did n’t want to let your little brother go to school. What, like my mother, desperately stopped. "

Tong Manwen looked at Tong Qing's house with an expression of envy.

"I'd rather trade it with your little brother. I would rather have no parents than mothers."

"Manchu, you are overdone. After all, she has given birth to you for so many years, and you still have to have a conscience."

Su Xin poured a glass of water for him. Tong Manwen was tall and strong. Although he was only fourteen years old and very tall, Tong Manwen's mother Yang Cui was so fierce that it was not ambiguous to raise a child.

"Sister Aning, I ca n’t tell you clearly. In short, the situation is very bad. I ’ll go back in two days. Sometimes I ’m really wondering, my mother, baby, my uncle, and what I do n’t know. My uncle is her child. "

Tong Manwen moaned dissatisfied.

"Say it blindly, Brother Tongxi is so big. At this point, how old is your mother and was born?"

"I know, hey, if my mom and my uncle were nothing, I really doubt ..."

"Gibberish."

Su Xin patted Tong Manwen's head, crying and laughing.

"I think you'd better talk to your grandma. Maybe she's just too worried about your uncle, afraid that your uncle will blame you, so make a look."

"How could my uncle blame me? He's so sorry, he didn't do anything to eat at my house."

Tong Manwen quickly shook his head.

"Don't go back, don't go back, wait two days for my uncle to talk."

"It's up to you. If your mom comes to the door, I'll open it."

"I know, I know, thank you Sister Aning."

Tong Manwen ran into Tong Qing's room. Tong Qing was reading a book, and Tong Manwen was pestering Tong Qing to let him tell him to read.

Although Tong Manwen is five years older than Tong Qing, Tong Qing looks much more stable than him, with a small face, and those books are very sophisticated.

"What is this? How do you pronounce it?"

Tong Manwen's energetic voice came from next door, and Su Xin let fourteen monitor it and went to watch the movie.

Not long after, Tong Manwen's mother came knocking on the door, holding Tong Manwen's ears to take him away.

"Shit, dare you give me a try at someone else's house?"

"Oh, I see Aning as a sister, what other girl ... well, I know, don't stop talking ..."

Tong Manwen lamented, Yang Cui smiled sorry for Su Xin.

"Children don't understand politeness, don't be surprised by Ning."

"It's okay Cuiyu."

"But I said Ning, you are so old, you didn't want to find someone to help you share the burden?"

Yang Cui let go of Tong Manwen's hand and changed his voice to Su Xin.