I Am Very Low-Key In The Heavens

"If you don't answer, I'll take it as if you agreed.

Huang Dongjie is too cheap, no one is as cheap as him, cheap enough to talk to himself, cheap enough to affirm himself.

"Don't worry, I'm Huang Dongjie. The promise I made to you before has not changed. If I promise you to take care of the two children, I will take good care of them."

"Although the way of taking care of them is a bit weird, it can make them grow effectively, and let them experience some bad experiences."

"The only thing I can guarantee is that I won't kill them."

If the two brothers in Huang Tianzhen heard this, they would definitely say: That's not really thanking you and me.

"This memory is really beautiful, and I am a little envious."

Huang Dongjie recalled the memory of the love between the original owner and Wang Yuling, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Although he couldn't really experience this love, this memory was really beautiful and gave him a different emotional aftertaste.

Life is full of vicissitudes, this is the story.

There are still three days before Wang Yuling's death day. Huang Dongjie did not return to the room arranged for him by Yunshan Villa to rest, but built a small wooden house near the grave of his dead wife.

The people in Guiyun Villa knew about this and did not come out to stop it, as if as long as East Martial King didn't set fire to the mountains and houses, they would treat Guiyun Villa as if there was no East Martial King.

The small wooden house was built, and it was just the right size. In his spare time, Huang Dongjie made a lot of wooden furniture.

The evening glow of the setting sun dyed half of the sky red, and there was a rocking chair at the door of the cabin, Huang Dongjie was lying on the rocking chair to enjoy the warmth of the setting sun.

"If you were still alive, you would definitely hold my arm, lean your head on my shoulder, squint your eyes and enjoy the afterglow of the sunset with me."

Huang Dongjie looked at the grave of his dead wife, biting out his tone of not knowing what to say.

Suddenly, Huang Dongjie felt something slowly slipping on his face, and wiped it with his hands, and saw that it was tears.

"The sun that just died, sooner or later I will take a picture of you.

Seeing the tears, Huang Dongjie attributed the fault to the sun, and blamed the setting sun's afterglow for being too strong, which irritated his eyes and made him cry.

After the sun had completely set, Huang Dongjie got up and went back to the wooden house. The moment he closed the door of the wooden house, Huang Dongjie murmured silently.

"Sure enough, no matter how people escape, they can't hide their fragile side.

After speaking, the door of the wooden house was completely closed.

the next day

After eating the food sent by Guiyun Villa, Huang Dongjie lay leisurely on the rocking chair and enjoyed the breeze.

"Uncle, I'm here to play with you."

Wang Guoer came, bouncing to Dongjie's side.

"Are you sure you didn't come here for Calabash." "

Huang Dongjie took out the rock sugar Calabash and shook it in front of Wang Guoer's eyes.

"Give me, give me,

As soon as she sees Bingtang Calabash, Wang Guoer loses her image, waving her little hands and wanting Bingtang Calabash.

Huang Dongjie had no choice but to give her the rock candy Calabash.

As soon as she got the Rock Candy Calabash, Wang Guoer's face was full of joy, biting the Rock Candy Calabash, it was so sweet that Wang Guoer's eyes narrowed into crescent eyes.

"Uncle, you are so good. Not only can you do tricks, but you can even build a wooden house. Wow, these furniture are so exquisite. Uncle, what else do you not know?"

Wang Guoer took the rock candy Calabash and looked here and there in Huang Dongjie's wooden house. She was very surprised to see that everything in the wooden house was made by her uncle's handicraft.

But it’s okay for her to just look at it, but she doesn’t just look at it, she also flips through things in the wooden house without leaving a trace, what else can she do except look for rock candy Calabash.

Huang Dongjie knew the purpose of this little cutie, so he didn't say anything, and let her do whatever she wanted.

"There are many things I don't know. For example, I don't know how to fabricate the sun, I don't know how to shatter the river of time with a single glance, and I don't know how to eat the Universe..."

Huang Dongjie talked boastfully.

"Uncle, you can't say something about people and do things. Look at the things you said, isn't that the ability of gods."

Wang Guo'er looked at her uncle childishly, it's true that I'm a child, but it's too much for you to fool people like this.

"Haha, as I get older, I can't help bragging about my life."

"Uncle, aren't you bored staying here alone?"

Wang Guoer saw that there was a rocking chair next to her uncle, so she also lay on it and started to rock.

"I'm used to being alone, there's nothing boring or boring."

Huang Dongjie replied with a smile.

"I really don't understand the world of adults. Isn't loneliness a terrible thing? Why is it so for grandpa, father, and even you, uncle.

Wang Guoer really didn't understand how these grown-ups endured loneliness.

"The more powerful people are often lonely, this is the world of adults."

"You are still young, it is normal to not understand, when you grow up, you will know that many things are not up to you.

Huang Dongjie rubbed Wang Guoer's head with a gentle smile and said.

"A grown-up's world is so complicated, forget it, I don't need to know so much, Uncle, I want to hear stories, do you have any stories to tell me.

"Want to hear a story? You have found the right person. Your uncle and I need stories the most. What kind of stories do you want to hear?"

Huang Dongjie asked Wang Guoer what kind of stories he wanted to hear.

"Are there any horror stories?"

"Horror type? Are you sure you want to listen to this?"

Huang Dongjie took another look at Wang Guoer, what's going on with the little girls nowadays, they don't listen to children's stories, why do they like to listen to horror stories.

"Of course, the rumors and stories told by my family are too childish, I can't bear to listen to them anymore, so naturally I have to listen to the most exciting stories.

"Uncle, just tell me, the scarier the better, I can stand the scare."

Wang Guoer looked at Huang Dongjie expectantly.

"Well, I'll tell you a very special horror story."

"It is rumored that there is a world at the end of the world called: Mysterious Resurrection World..."

"Ghosts can't be killed!"

"Only ghosts can deal with ghosts!"

Huang Dongjie slowly talked about the contents of the book Mysterious Resuscitation. Although he didn't remember everything, he probably added and subtracted from the main line, so it's no problem to scare a little girl.

It's just that Wang Guo'er was frightened by the ghost story at the beginning, but gradually she was no longer afraid, and her eyes sparkled to know the content behind it.

". "Okay, let's talk about this first, I want to know the story behind. I'm coming in the afternoon, and your brother is here to pick you up for lunch."

Huang Dongjie felt that Wang Zibo was eavesdropping outside the wooden door early in the morning. Looking at the direct sunlight outside the window, he guessed that Wang Zibo came to pick him up and Little Sister went back for dinner.

"Uncle, can I eat here, I want to know the story behind, can you tell while eating."

"I've been talking for three hours, you have to give me a break."

"I'm sorry Uncle, I forgot you talked for so long, I'll go back to eat now, and I'll come back after dinner."

Wang Guoer quickly ran out of the house, saw her brother ignored him, and went straight back to eat. Obviously the temptation of the story is too great, I can't help but finish my meal quickly and come over to listen to the story.

"Uncle, can you not give Wang Guoer so much rock candy Calabash, it will cause tooth decay if you eat too much.

Wang Zibo complained to Huang Dongjie at the door.

"You don't have to worry too much. These rock sugar Calabash are specially made by me. If you eat as much as you want, you won't get cavities. But I will listen to you and try not to give her so much rock sugar Calabash."

Wang Zibo was relieved when he heard that his uncle agreed to reduce the amount of rock sugar Calabash given to Little Sister, and he left after saying goodbye to his uncle.

afternoon

Wang Guoer (Zhao Haohao) came as scheduled, and Wang Zibo, who also wanted to hear this story.

Huang Dongjie didn't say anything, and cut out the content of the mysterious recovery story. He didn't see the end of the mysterious recovery, so he had no choice but to make up the ending himself.

"Is this the end?"

The two brothers and sisters of Wang Zibo showed dissatisfaction, obviously they couldn't accept the unfinished business.

"It's over."

Huang Dongjie doesn't care if they accept it or not, he has tried his best anyway.

He is not the author of that book, he doesn't need detailed content, and he doesn't need a perfect ending. It's good to be able to roughly tell the main line of content.

"Uncle, I mean if, if Uncle, you appear in the book you are talking about, based on your experience, Uncle, how long do you think you can live."

Wang Guoer asked curiously.

Upon hearing this, Huang Dongjie showed a depressed face.

"Oh~, I can't survive a day!"

Huang Dongjie is telling the truth, he has really been to the world of mysterious recovery, and he really has not lived a day.

The three-day weak period has not passed, and the natal Talent has not been credited. With his rich experience, he will feel cold when he encounters a calendar ghost who does not play by the rules.

Alas~

Who made him run into the boss as soon as he went out!.