The rain stopped at noon.

Xia Xiaoman sat on the roof of an old street, looking at a shop below from a distance.

There was a black cat staring at her at the door.

For some reason, Xia Xiaoman felt the threat vaguely and always felt that if she just kept going like this, there would be some danger.

She had been struggling for a long time, but still didn't move, just staring at that place.

The black cat yawned lazily and lay at the door of the store, with its pale yellow eyes half-closed, looking like a harmless human and animal.

"When did you have a broken black cat here?"

Xia Xiaoman scratched her head, muttered quietly, got up, went to the other street, and took a deep breath at the small shop where the fried rice balls were.

Very greedy.

It is basically impossible to buy Gu Cheng.

Looking for Chen Hua may scare the vampire to death.

I'm looking for Aunt Zhao Hong. She has been working in the evening shift these days, and she is still sleeping.

It's so miserable...

Xia Xiaoman was floating and finally returned to the roof and looked at the black cat from afar.

After a long time, the cat might think she had something wrong with her and turned her head to lick her paws.

Xia Xiaoman approached quietly. As soon as he took a step, the black cat turned back and stared at her.

"You are a cat! Why are you the same as the door god?" Xia Xiaoman was furious.

She sadly discovered that ghosts are really the lowest-level existence.

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Chen Mengmeng flipped through the homework book she collected today, looked at one and went to the next one, and then turned back to see the name. She looped this a few times and raised her eyebrows.

"Why do Wang Rui's homework always be next to He Shufan's homework?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Cheng looked at her in surprise.

"These two children probably have something to do." Chen Mengmeng said.

"That, is this a little bit..."

"Do you want to make a bet?"

"don't want."

Gu Cheng refused. Thinking about it carefully, Wang Rui often peeked at He Shufan.

Gossip seems to be an innate talent. A novice teacher like Chen Mengmeng can guess the little thing about her youthful crush in such a strange way, just like Sherlock Holmes.

"You can do this when you are in school?" Gu Cheng turned on his Chinese homework.

"It should... have done it."

Chen Mengmeng admitted openly, "I forgot who it is, I have this impression."

"The girl is really thinking."

Gu Cheng looked at He Shufan running over outside and wanted to laugh a little.

This child probably didn't know that there was a girl secretly in love with him, and Wang Rui thought she had hidden a good little thought, and the teacher had seen through it, but she just didn't say it.

Being young...

No matter how open or secret he is, he will have to die after graduation.

By the time school was over, the road was still wet, and the air was a little wet after the heavy rain. The little heat that had just accumulated at the end of May dissipated, and there was water remaining in the low-lying areas.

"Goodbye Teacher Gu!"

"goodbye!"

"Let's go Teacher Li."

Li Mingcheng rode his bicycle and left slowly. Gu Cheng's electric bike turned around and went to the vegetable market. He bought some chicken legs, bay leaves, and some cinnamon.

When I went home, I put the chicken legs in a pot with cold water, poured two spoons of cooking wine, blanched with ginger slices and green onions, and then mixed the sauce in a bowl.

There was a noise from the living room. Xia Xiaoman seemed to think it was not cool enough to come out of the TV, so she fell off the roof instead. Not only that, she did not stand up after she got off, but crawled over, as if not, it would not be enough to show her identity as a ghost.

The relaxation and pleasure that I was exposed to at school all day was lost by her ghostly aura.

"Guess who I am?"

“…”

Gu Cheng couldn't figure out why she wanted to do this, and she didn't do anything well, but insisted on learning movies.

It is better to stay with a group of humans in school, at least those people will not stick out their tongues and think they are scary.

"Isn't this scary?" Xia Xiaoman lowered his head in disappointment.

"not at all."

"It's so weak to be a ghost. It can only scare people. It's timid. Even cats and dogs can bare their teeth at me. I have no choice."

"Let's watch less movies. When did you see any news that ghosts and people fight each other, and even choke your neck and pull your hair."

"It smells so good!"

The seasonings of ginger slices, green onion, rock sugar were added in the oil pan. A fragrance spread out. It was faint, but it was not very strong. Only Xia Xiaoman felt it was super fragrant and was instantly attracted.

"Sweet chicken legs, but unfortunately you are a ghost and can't eat them." Gu Cheng stir-fried, "It's so good to be a human being."

Xia Xiaoman stood aside in depression, considering how to use a way to trick him into giving him a taste.

Gu Cheng poured the cooked soup into the pot, and then put it on high heat to boil, and then stir-fry another dish on the other side.

The aroma of the meal gradually fills the kitchen.

Gu Cheng's craftsmanship has always been improved, and he has lived long enough. In this world, in terms of proficiency and recipes, he may not be able to compare with him. He just doesn't like trouble. In addition, he only likes home-cooked dishes and does not have much room to play.

Xia Xiaoman always felt that even if he didn't become a teacher, he was the top-notch one.

Living for a long time means doing whatever you want, unless you live for thousands of years to a pig-

If you never die, a pig can become a demon.

The sound of chopping vegetables came from the simple kitchen, accompanied by the sound of the ingredients being put into the oil pan. Xia Xiao was not upset and sat on the sofa and looked up at the ceiling.

How great would it be if she were alive too.

Until the meal was ready, Gu Cheng wiped his hands clean and came out of the living room and gave Xia Xiaoman a stick of incense.

She stood aside in a low mood, and this guy absolutely did it on purpose.

However, when Gu Cheng put the chicken legs as a sacrifice, the girl was instantly happy.

"I haven't made any progress in so many years." Gu Cheng touched her head. Just like that time, he could squint his eyes and smile for a long time after eating a chicken leg.

Xia Xiaoman ate the chicken legs with satisfaction, "Why did I suddenly have my share?"

"No matter what, you are still Qing'er." Gu Cheng also handled the dishes on the table so that she could eat them.

"I'm not."

"No, it's not." Gu Cheng smiled silently, looking at her young face.

It was very similar to returning to the farmyard in the past, when Qing'er sat quietly at the table and waited for dinner.

"Does it hurt if you step on it in the morning?"

"It hurts so much!"

Gu Cheng knew that the ghost didn't feel much pain, and she was heartless. After watching the movie, she pretended to be a karaoke and crawled around, "If you climb in my house silently, you will be thug in the heart."

She was nothing wrong, she just didn't want to leave.

After all, the life of a mortal is still too short, incredibly short. In just a blink of an eye, so many energetic characters turned into dust, leaving only a few strokes in history.

More things cannot even be left behind, dust returns to dust, and soil returns to soil.

"You are not giving me a farewell meal, right? You will save me after eating?" Xia Xiaoman's chewing movements gradually slowed down and he looked at Gu Cheng suspiciously. With this guess, the chicken legs became less fragrant.

"Eat yours with peace of mind."

"Ah! I understand! You are guilty! You will hide under your bed at night and wait for you to get up and pee before you can step on it!"

"Look for a fight."

Chen Hua smelled the fragrance and came over the wall. He was about to slap in the air when he saw Gu Cheng burning incense and talking to something, his face turned pale and silently turned around and planned to slip away quietly.

"Uncle Chen just came and left."

"Don't pay attention to him, that's why he is not very smart."

Gu Cheng turned around and picked up the chopsticks and had dinner with Xia Xiaoman. Their master and apprentice sat together again as before.

Chen Hua returned to his yard anxiously.

Zhao Hong dressed up for a while and was about to go out. She wore a small white jacket, an A-line skirt, flat shoes, and slender waist and long legs. She was different from Chen Hua. Although she was both a middle-aged genius, she could dress up. She was a standard beauty, more attractive than a young girl.

"What are you doing?" she asked Chen Hua.

"You don't know when you go to night shift these days, that guy Lao Gu..."

Chen Hua told Zhao Hong about Gu Cheng raising a ghost in this way.

"Maybe it's Qing'er? I haven't seen her for a long time, I'll go see her!"

After hearing him, Zhao Hong turned around and turned to Gu Cheng.

Chen Hua stood there blankly, he was really scared.
Chapter completed!