She made fire by setting up a stall

When the two arrived, it was past twelve o'clock at night.

The girl worked overtime today, and took care of her father and younger brother after she came back. She didn't start cleaning the house until they both fell asleep.

Knock on the door tomorrow.

Although their family is also in Shangjing, they live in a remote and old corner, where the roads are narrow and the houses are dilapidated. There is a big word 'demolition' written on the wall of the uninhabited courtyard at the far end.

The girl didn't dare to open the door directly, she stood in the door and asked her identity.

Shi Luo didn't mention her origin, she only said that the land god sent her here.

The girl opens the door.

In this neighborhood, only she and her brother know about the land god.

Probably because of too much work, the girl's delicate face is deeply tired.

She still raised her smile and asked Shi Luo, "What are you doing here?"

"I can tell fortunes." Shi Luo didn't intend to be modest, she said: "I can look after your brother for you, but I may not be able to find that soul for him."

When Shi Luo saw the girl for the first time, she knew that the land god was right, the girl looked lonely.

Although the house price in Beijing is expensive, this place is remote, even if the demolition fee is paid, in fact, it is not much.

But enough for their family to spend.

Even so, some villains still thought that their family of three was either weak or disabled, so they came up with the idea of ​​demolition money.

The girl ended up with nothing, not even a place to live.

Soon, his father was seriously ill and died.

For the rest of her life, she wandered around with her younger brother.

Some people joked that their life was full of ups and downs. If this is the description, this girl's life should be full of ups and downs.

Even this is only a very small margin.

The girl couldn't tell how cheerful she was, but she still persisted.

After hearing Shi Luo's words, the girl's face suddenly had a layer of anticipation and joy.

"It doesn't matter if it can't be cured, thank you." The girl hurriedly let Shi Luo in, and she explained her brother's situation to Shi Luo, "I am nearly ten years older than my brother, my parents are busy, and my brother has been brought up by me since he was a child Yes, he is very clingy to me, he is closer to me than his parents, and he listens to me. My younger brother was very sensible when he was young, and he rarely cried. When I was doing my homework, he would sit next to me and write and draw. He can still help me when I do housework, my brother is so good, how could such a thing happen to him? I would rather be the one who lost his soul at that time."

The girl said sadly, but didn't cry.

"But even if my younger brother doesn't understand anything now, he is very good and listens to me. I am busy at work and tell him not to walk around, so he stays in the yard all day. I bought him that benefit Smart toy, he can sit in the yard and play for a day.” Speaking of her younger brother, the girl unconsciously brought a smile on her face, “It’s easy to say anything else, but he has to go to bed, get up, and eat at the same time every day, or else will fight with me."

"Can I go and see him?" Shi Luo asked.

The girl nodded quickly, "Of course, once he falls asleep, you can't wake him up."

The girl's house has a small yard and only three rooms. Her father and younger brother have one room, the girl has one room for herself, and the other room is used as a living room. They usually eat here.

Before entering, the girl knocked on the door.

The girl's father was not asleep.

Since he was paralyzed, he suffered from insomnia every night. When he really needed sleep, he took some sleeping pills.

Hearing his daughter's voice, the father put on his padded jacket and sat up on his own.

Only then did the daughter come in.

"Ming Xun, you wait for me outside." Shi Luo shook Ming Xun's hand and whispered to him.

The girl's father certainly didn't want his appearance to be seen by more people.

Ming Xun also understood, he nodded, "I'm just outside, call me if you need anything."

After entering the door, the father anxiously asked Shi Luo, "Are you the kind of master who can collect souls?"

The surrounding was quiet, and the sound insulation of the room was not good, so he heard the conversation between his daughter and Shi Luo in the room.

"It is."

The father said to his daughter, "Xiaoxin, come on, help me down."

No one wants his son to get better more than this father. If his son is sensible, he will be at ease after he dies.

These years, his daughter has worked hard, and he has also suffered. He has thought of dying countless times, but his son is like this, so he can't rest assured. He is alive, and his daughter goes to work during the day. He can still watch over his son, cook for him, and talk to him .

Although he is talking.

"Master, save my son, my son has been killed."

"I try my best."

Seeing her father supporting the edge of the bed and trying to move to the wheelchair next to the bed, Xiaoxin hurried over and helped her father to sit in the wheelchair.

Shi Luo walked towards a bed at the base of the northernmost wall.

A curtain was hung on the bed, and in winter, the curtain was also lowered.

"My brother likes to stay in the tent by himself when he sleeps." Xiao Xin walked to her brother's bed again, she opened the curtain and hung the two sides so that Shi Luo could clearly see the person sleeping on the bed.

This boy is seventeen or eighteen years old now, perhaps because he has no soul and is ignorant of the world, his face looks immature, with a little baby fat on his face.

It can be seen that his sister took good care of him.

Shi Luo looked at the boy.

The next moment, he opened his eyes.

Xiaoxin said strangely: "Why did you wake up today? Before, as long as he fell asleep, I couldn't wake him up no matter how loud he was."

"I woke up." Shi Luo said.

Xiaoxin became more and more curious, and her expectations in her heart became higher.

Since his younger brother's accident, he was very resistant to outsiders, even her and her father, and it took his younger brother two years to accept it. Usually, he would get angry when strangers approached him.

"Xiao Qi, do you want to sit up?" Xiao Xin asked her younger brother.

The boy didn't respond, and still looked straight at Shi Luo.

Shi Luo took out Xiao Huang who was already asleep from his pocket.

She never took Xiao Huang back.

After being woken up, the little piece of paper fell into the palm of his hand when he sat with his head drooping.

Shi Luo stretched out his hand to the boy.

Xiao Zhipian twisted his buttocks and faced Xiao Qi.

The usually expressionless boy suddenly smiled at the little piece of paper.

The smile is innocent.

It was the same as before losing the soul.

Xiaoxin looked at her father with excitement.

He stretched out his hand towards Shi Luo.

Shi Luo directly put Xiao Huang in his palm.

Xiao Qi's eyes were bright, and he carefully put the small piece of paper in front of his eyes. Although he still didn't speak, there was a lot of interest in his eyes.

Xiaoxin was a little embarrassed, she said shyly: "Master, my younger brother, if he likes this, he will keep it."

She was worried that she wouldn't be able to get it back later.

If he really forcibly takes the paper figurine back from his brother, he can't eat, drink, or sleep, and keep making noises.

"No problem."

Xiao Qi didn't hear her sister's words, and focused on Xiao Huang. Seeing that Xiao Huang could still move, her eyes became brighter.

Then he suddenly lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Not even clothes.

Xiao Xin hurriedly grabbed the thick cotton jacket at the end of the bed and chased after her.