We Monsters Are Not Allowed to Be Single

The dragon who collects gems and jewels, Ying Qiao's basement and the third floor are his treasure troves. When he moved to this villa, it took a month to transfer and organize.

Chen Hua still remembers the fear of being dominated by moving.

"Not a villa."

Ying Qiao wanted to find an ordinary house at random, but he had no idea about the house where an ordinary little demon lived, so he could only say: "Jiang Ran's brother wants to come to my house to live in. The villa is too ostentatious."

Chen Hua understands that this is to fool Jiang Ran.

"When do you want it?"

"Just tonight," Ying Qiao said, "at ten o'clock at the latest."

Chen painting:...

You might as well shark me.

"I will try my best." Chen Hua said carefully, mmp in his heart.

The normal intermediary at this point is already off work, so he can only find a way to find a house with an acquaintance.

Ying Qiao hung up the phone and walked a few steps in the bedroom. After thinking about it, he felt uneasy. He went upstairs to pack up a box of daily clothes. He still chose the ones that couldn't see the brand and price, for fear of missing stuffing.

When Chen Hua called and said that the house had been found, it was already 8:30 in the evening.

Ying Qiao took the clothes he packed and drove there directly.

The house is in Hanyang District, a relatively new community. Ying Qiao went upstairs and was slightly satisfied with the small, well-furnished house, but there was not much popularity in the house.

Chen Hua bought daily necessities, and Ying Qiao hung the clothes he brought into the cabinet, trying to create a occupant appearance.

After one pass was completed, it was already half past nine.

Ying Qiao pressed his lips to make a call to Jiang Ran, saying that he was off work and was going to leave the company. Hung up the phone, and hurriedly went downstairs to pick up people by car.

Chen Hua looked at him in a panic, and hurried downstairs before he could clean up.

This old Dogecoin also has today.

He immediately raised his eyebrows and left comfortably.

When Ying Qiao arrived at the Jiangan district, he subconsciously glanced at the car's inner mirror to clean up his appearance while parking. He saw the embarrassed person in the mirror and realized that he had just cleaned up the house and was embarrassed before he could clean up.

The clothes were crumpled, the shiny leather shoes were dusted with dust, the well-groomed hairstyle was messed up early, and a few strands of hair fell randomly and became more and more loose. Ying Qiao smelled himself again, and immediately frowned in disgust. There was a faint smell of sweat on his body.

With a stiff face, he stood at the gate of the community for a long time, unable to move.

It wasn't until Jiang Ran sent a message to ask him if he had arrived, he strode hard to walk into the community.

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Ying Qiao's entire dragon was hot and it burned his heart and lungs. He had never been so embarrassed in his memory after all these years of living. As an exquisite dragon, he would never allow himself to be embarrassed, especially in front of little monsters.

As he walked, he wondered, "The little monster will not smell the sweat on his body later, right?"

The author has something to say:

Exquisite Longlong: I actually have the smell of sweat, I am not clean anymore.

Rough man greedy:? ? ?

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See you later!

Chapter 50:

Ying Qiao lingered to the door of Jiang Ran's house, and saw that the door was open. He should have opened it deliberately, knowing that he was coming.

In the living room, Jiang Ran was packing his suitcase. Suan and Jiaotu's things were packed in a suitcase, and he even took a tablet.

When he turned his head and saw Ying Qiao at the door, he greeted: "Are you here? Do you want to take a break?"

Ying Qiao just wanted to go back and tidy up at this time, for fear that he would notice that he was scribbled, where there was more thought to sit, and only vaguely said: "No, you have to get up early tomorrow, I will pick them up, and you will rest early. ."

When Jiang Ran heard the words, he handed the suitcase to Jiao Tu, and Suan squatted on the suitcase consciously.

"This week, I will be busy going to the countryside, so I will trouble you to take care of them for the time being," Jiang Ran explained the preferences of the two younger brothers, and specifically instructed Ying Qiao: "Don't let them play games for too long, one day is the most. Four hours."

Then he said to Suan Jiao: "I will visit you when I am resting. Don't mess with Ying Qiao."

Both brothers should be obedient.

Jiang Ran asked not to worry about it before handing over his younger brother to Ying Qiao.

Ying Qiao has been careful to keep a distance from him, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he hadn't noticed his scribbled description. He was afraid that Jiang Ran would notice after staying for a long time. After a few greetings at the door, he said goodbye to Jiang Ran, took Suan in one hand, took the suitcase with the other and went downstairs.

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Jiang Ran originally wanted to send them down, but Ying Qiao stopped him slightly.

Sending away Ying Qiao and his younger brother, Jiang Ran packed the things he would take tomorrow into his bag, and washed and rested early.

At 5:30 the next day, as soon as the genius was bright, Jiang Ran got into Xue Meng's car and set off for Sanshui Village.

With the route map sent by Xiao Xiaoyu yesterday, their journey was much smoother, without detours, and they arrived at the entrance of the village about a quarter past eight.

Probably because of the cloudy sky, today’s Sanshui Village looks a bit gloomy. There is a black and thin man with a hunchback standing at the entrance of the village. He beckoned when he saw their car. Looking at his figure and clothes, he should be the village party secretary Huang Youtian. .

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Jiang Ran parked the car under the big tree at the entrance of the village, and Party Secretary Huang greeted him. When he saw Jiang Ran and Xue Meng, he looked dazed and asked, "Why didn't the lesbians of yesterday come?"

"We are her colleagues, and the leader arranged for us to take turns." Jiang Ran always felt that it was strange to ask Xiao Xiaoyu when he came up, so he couldn't help but look at him more.

The man was dark and thin, a head shorter than him. I don't know the exact age, but just looking at his face, he is estimated to be in his 50s. The palms are wide and rough, and at a glance, they are the crops who eat in the ground. Even his face also carries the unique honesty of the peasants.

"Well, please come in. Yesterday, the two comrades helped us a lot, and they said they would solve our difficulties."

Secretary Huang seemed to just mention it casually, and then he didn't ask any more, only warmly greeted them to go to the house and sit first, then asked them if they had breakfast, and called his wife to boil some eggs for them.

Jiang Ran and Xue Meng ate bread on the road, and naturally quickly rejected them, saying that they had eaten them.

Sanshui Village is really poverty visible to the naked eye, even if they didn't eat breakfast, they were too embarrassed to let the village party secretary spend money to prepare breakfast for them.

Seeing that they were really not polite, Party Secretary Huang stopped persuading them, and first took them around the village to get a general understanding of the situation.

There are not many households in Sanshui Village. Jiang Ran counted it, and there were only more than 30 households, which was somewhat different from the 45 households shown in the data. Many houses are vacant and dusty, and no one lives.

Jiang Ran was puzzled and asked one more sentence: "Did the owners of these vacant rooms have all left the village?"

"Yeah, we are all leaving." Secretary Huang looked at the vacant houses, his face became more and more vicissitudes of life.

"We are left half-lengthed in the soil, waiting in the village to die."

Xue Meng was close to his grandfather, and he couldn't hear the old man saying these things the most, so he quickly said: "Don't say these frustrating words. After the road is built in the village and the running water is available, life will be better."

Huang Zhishu laughed, rubbed his rough palms, and said, "Yes."

"We are here to take the lead for the comrades of the Poverty Alleviation Office. Let's first understand the difficulties and ideas of everyone. When the comrades of the Poverty Alleviation Office come, we will try our best to solve the difficulties for everyone..."

Xue Meng gave full play to his stubborn qualities, and he had obviously forgotten the fear he had before he came.

Jiang Ran followed them, his eyes swept across the old houses.

About the weather is bad and the lights are not turned on, these houses appear to be black holes. Jiang Ran slightly averted his gaze, and then went to look at the family in front of the funeral.

No one was seen in the village because the villagers gathered in front of the house where the funeral was held.

At a glance, there are many men and few women, and most of them are middle-aged people in their 40s and 50s. There are only a handful of young people and children.

They were divided into two rows and stood on both sides of the master's door. In the middle of the hall was a black coffin. In front of the coffin, a middle-aged couple was kneeling. Is kowtow to the coffin.

The atmosphere is very solemn.

After kowtow, the middle-aged couple helped each other up and said with a trembling voice: "Liking!"

Then there were four sturdy men waiting by one corner and one of them lifted the coffin and went to bury it in the woods on the north side of the village.

Jiang Ran and Xue Meng were watching the ceremony. Xue Meng and Party Secretary Huang had already talked to each other and shouted one by one, "We still have burials in our village? Now the country advocates cremation, which is environmentally friendly."

Party Secretary Huang looked back at him when he heard the words, and his muddy eyes didn't turn around for a long time.

Xue Meng was a little disgusted by him, so he laughed dryly.

Branch Secretary Huang retracted his gaze and laughed weirdly: "This set of customs in the village has been in existence for many years, and it has been changed arbitrarily. I am afraid that it will anger the ancestors and cause death."

Xue Meng knew that cremation was very taboo in some villages, so he stopped mentioning this, and changed the topic to ease the awkward and stiff atmosphere: "Yesterday Xiaoyu said that the fertilizer in Huang Apo's field has not been finished. Let's continue today. Wait for the afternoon. The funeral is over, and I will bother you to gather the big guys together. We will conduct a survey and mobilization of the intention to go out to work. When the number of applicants is determined, we will contact the surrounding enterprises and factories to obtain jobs for everyone."

Huang Zhishu rubbed his hands and said, "Okay."

Then he said, "Possession Huang’s farm has finished cooking, so there’s no need to trouble you. It’s hard for you to go all the way, but you caught up with the village office.