My Death God Roommate

On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Murong's Zhazhi Shop opened in the New Year.

According to northern customs, in addition to offering sacrifices during the New Year, some qualified families will go to worship their ancestors with their families after visiting relatives.

The four of them don't have any relatives to visit. Most of the shops will be closed during the Chinese New Year. Those who are used to it will be very uncomfortable when they suddenly relax.

Sending away a few waves of guests, Sang Yu sat on the sofa and played with her mobile phone. The volume of the mobile phone was on and beautiful background music came out.

Bao Xiaoxuan called Sang Tong, and when she heard they had opened, she yelled to come over.

Sangtong could only agree to the hospitality.

Thirty minutes later, Bao Xiaoxuan arrived, her face filled with joy, carrying a large bag of gifts.

"Master Mu, Master Sang, Xiaoyu, Master Xiaofang have a good New Year."

"Miss Bao has a good New Year, and sister Xiao Xuan has a good New Year."

"Xiao Xuan, come and sit down."

Bao Xiaoxuan sat on the sofa and complained: "After we get married, relatives on both sides have to leave. Jiaming has a lot of relatives. My face is stiff for the seven aunts and eight aunts."

Bao Xiaoxuan took off her down jacket, and everyone saw her slightly raised belly.

Sang Tong groaned: "You can do it, it's so close to the funeral center, would you dare to come over with a child?"

Bao Xiaoxuan smiled and said, "I am still afraid of what those things do when I am with you?"

After a few people smiled, Sang Tong asked again: "How many months have it been?"

"It's almost five months, I'm a daughter." Bao Xiaoxuan caressed her lower abdomen, showing the brilliance of motherhood.

"Girl, your husband has no idea?"

"We all like our daughters. They are so sweet little padded jackets. My mother-in-law seems to be unwilling, and relatives over there are all around asking when the second child will be born."

Sang Tong comforted: "The older generations will have this mindset more or less. The most important thing is your husband's attitude, and it's not bad to have two. Our generation of only children is a bit lonely. Think about it in a couple of decades that a couple will have to take care of two elderly couples without even a helping hand."

Bao Xiaoxuan touched her stomach and nodded in agreement: "No, I always looked forward to having a brother and sister play with me when I was young. I plan to implement the second-child plan in two to three years. Have a companion as the child grows up."

After hearing familiar music, Bao Xiaoxuan glanced at the screen of Sangyu's mobile phone and said happily: "You also play this game?!"

Sang Yu took his gaze away from the screen for a second and then stared at the screen again: "Well, the ad that popped up a few days ago was unintentionally downloaded. It feels good to start playing the day before yesterday. Sister Xiaoxuan is also playing?"

Bao Xiaoxuan took out her mobile phone: "This game is very fun, and the plot is going! I heard that there will be different endings depending on the options. In the past few days, some people have registered dozens of accounts on the forum and opened more than 100 routes. "

The two girls opened up the conversation, and you talked about this new "national mobile game".

The other three people were confused, but it was not easy to interrupt them to see them so engaged.

Bao Xiaoxuan actually played a game with Sang Yu in their shop for an afternoon. Li Jiaming hung up the phone several times she made. In the end, Sang Tong persuaded her to say goodbye to Sang Yu.

That night Sang Yu and Murong lay on the bed after washing.

Mu Rong apologized: "I am going to work today."

Sang Yu unplugged the phone's charger: "Go, pay attention to safety."

Mu Rong's soul came out of his body, stood at the window and glanced back, seeing that Sang Yu had already started playing games, he floated out.

A few days later, Qu Tingting brought an old man to Zhazhishop.

As soon as she entered the shop, she looked around, and did not see the familiar figure feeling lost in her heart.

"Hello, Miss Qu."

"Is Mu Rong there?"

Mu Rong was tying a paper in the back when he heard the sound and walked out.

Qu Tingting's eyes lit up, and she quickly greeted her: "Murong~!" His tone was full of joy.

"Hello Miss Qu, what can I do if you come to see me?"

"Oh, this is my mother's card friend Aunt Liu, something happened in her family recently, so I brought her here."

"Please come and talk."

"Okay~" Qu Tingting followed Mu Rong step by step, the one he posted was close.

Sang Tong frowned: "Yu baby?"

"Huh?" Sang Yu held the phone in both hands, without raising his head.

"Guests here, pour a cup of tea."

"Okay, got it."

Aunt Liu looked sad: "Don't bother."

Sang Yu sat back after hearing this.

Sang Tong glared at Sang Yu, and poured two cups of tea on her own. One cup was placed in front of Aunt Liu, and the other cup was inserted between Mu Rong and Qu Tingting: "Miss Qu is drinking tea."

Qu Tingting was embarrassed, and Sang Tong was about to stick to her, so she had no choice but to step back two steps to take the tea: "Thank you."

Mu Rong's ruthlessness does not mean that Sang Tong is lacking. This Miss Qu has never left Mu Rong since she hit the door. She will never allow this to happen. She will kill all signs that threaten her sister's happiness in the cradle. .

Sang Tong simply moved the stool and sat next to Mu Rong: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Aunt Liu sighed heavily: "Our old man passed away a year ago. He may have some wish for him to be reluctant to reincarnate. He often haunts the house to torture the child."

"How did you know?"

"I married him at the age of seventeen and lived in the same boat for fifty years. I can feel him when he comes back."

"Auntie, do you miss your uncle too much? It feels sometimes inaccurate."

"I'm old too. I'm a person who stepped into the coffin. Sometimes I can see something in the shadows. I was ill the other day. When I got up to drink water in the middle of the night, I saw the shadow of my old man. He I kicked and beat the child in my son’s room. I persuaded him a few words before he left. The child fell that afternoon. His body was bluish and purple. He was almost hit by a car. After the old man passed away, everything went wrong at home, and his son and daughter’s physical work was not very good. Master, please help. Tingting said that you have real skills. Help me ask if my old man has any wishes. Let us help him. Go ahead and go with peace of mind."

Sang Tong and Mu Rong looked at each other and saw Mu Rong nodded and said, "Auntie, do you remember the birth and death year of your uncle? And tell me your birthday."

Aunt Liu said a few dates, Sang Tong pinched and counted, and looked at the old man in front of him again.

The old man in front of him was full of sadness, his face was yellow and his eyes were blank, his clothes were half old and not new, which was obviously old clothes before the first month.

Sang Tong calculated the horoscopes of the two. The couple are young and poor, and they are both young and happy, and they both live long. They must live at least to 80 years old.

But her husband died before he was 70 years old, and the word "Xiaoyao" was not seen from this Aunt Liu.

For the elderly, children are filial to their grandchildren around their knees, and they are healthy without worrying about food and clothing. Aunt Liu didn't even wear new clothes and seriously conflicted with numerology.

"We took this matter, did Miss Qu tell you the charging standard?"

"Say. Girl, Auntie doesn't have much money on hand, can I only put out 20,000 yuan?"

Qu Tingting glanced at Aunt Liu in surprise: I heard from her mother that Uncle Liu had left six or seven properties, and there was a considerable amount of savings enough for Aunt Liu to spend her old age.

Aunt Liu smiled sadly when she felt Qu Tingting's eyes, and did not speak.

"In this case, I will give you a discount and only charge you four thousand. If the matter is not very difficult, I will not increase the price. Of course, it is not a mere literal."

Aunt Liu was overjoyed, took out a stack of pink tickets from her bag, counted forty of them and gave them to Sang Tong on the spot.

Sang Tong opened Mu Rong's drawer and put the money in, snapped his fingers: "Work."

Aunt Liu explained in the elevator: "I used to live with my wife and my son, and my son and daughter have one apartment. After the old man passed away, he moved to live with his son. He may not be awake yet, please be lighter."

Sang Tong looked at the time, it was a little bit faster, this young man was quite able to sleep.

Aunt Liu's son lives in a nice apartment with two bedrooms and one living room. The family is not short of money from the decoration point of view.

As soon as she entered the door, Aunt Liu was cautious everywhere, moving gently and gently, even squatting on the ground to gently put down the slippers for Sang Tong and the others.

Mu Rong frowned and asked softly, "Auntie, does your son usually work at night?"

Aunt Liu shook her head, and everyone became more puzzled.

Sang Tong walked around the living room and found nothing wrong: "Auntie, can you see your son's room?"

Just then, the door of the room opened.

A shirtless young man walked out with a mess of hair and squinted his eyes. The bruises on his body had not disappeared, and he could see that he had fallen seriously.

"Mom, what do you eat?"

"Mom just went out for something, and there are some dumplings left in the refrigerator. Should I steam it for you or use it for frying?"

The man gave a "tsk" and complained: "Dumpling dumplings, eat dumplings every day, eat dumplings every day, you have nothing to do all day, can't you do something else?"

"Don't you just eat dumplings for the New Year? What do you want to eat, mom will make it for you?"

Aunt Liu's son's eyes lit up, and he saw four beautiful women sitting in the room, and he immediately became energetic: "Then fry dumplings, who are these moms?"

"Sir, can I trouble you to put on your clothes first?"

"Oh, sorry." Aunt Liu's son turned back into the room.