The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 113 I will cook for you every day from now on
The hot water in the pot was boiling before his eyes, Qiao Wan silently ordered some noodles and added eggs, and when the noodles came out of the pot, he sat down at the table and ate with Qiao Ma absent-mindedly.

If Papa Qiao and Fu Tianlang go out tonight and come back early, most of them are resting during the day. Except for Fu Tianlang who goes out to work at noon, Papa Qiao sleeps directly until the afternoon on weekdays, so there is no need to cook for him.

The sun is slightly warm, slanting in through the glass windows.

Qiao Guan subconsciously picked up a piece of minced meat and sent it aside, but then he was startled again, and the black cat had long since disappeared by his side.

Habit is really a scary thing. In the next two days, Qiao Wan would always look behind him from time to time, always feeling that a furry black shadow might appear there, or that it was still sleeping soundly on the mat, and when she woke it up, it would He pinched her impatiently with a pair of green eyes.

But two days passed, but Aqi never came back.

Although Rongjiang City is a relatively northern city, the temperature in summer is still not low. It has only been two days, and the black cat's corpse has already begun to emit a pungent stench.

Qiao Wan had no choice but to put it in a shoebox, and found an open space nearby to simply bury it. When she came back, watching the sunset that was about to fade away, she knew that it was impossible for Aqi to come back.

Afterwards, Qiao Wan began to study the booklet that the old ghost messenger gave her. On it, many formulas for getting rid of ghost seals were written crookedly with a brush. She can still use it flexibly.

In the past, she didn't want to learn these things because she had a magic weapon in her hand, and she had worked in the underworld for a long time, and she was well versed in the psychology of those ghosts. If there was no deep hatred, who would kill people for no reason?How many lives have been killed, but I can remember clearly every stroke, and if it is serious, it is very likely that I will never die.

So as the saying goes, don't do bad things on weekdays, and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. If ordinary people don't violate the taboos of ghosts and gods, they will generally not have accidents, but accidents are not ruled out, just like their family lived together by mistake. After entering this house and offending the female ghost, I had the horror of that night.

Thinking about how he was almost thrown downstairs, Qiao Wan was unavoidably startled.

In order to prevent this kind of thing from happening again, she felt that she could no longer be so useless, at least she had to learn something to protect herself and her family.

At the same time, Qiao Wan did not forget to pay attention to the news and current events every day during the days of rote memorization, especially the murders that happened around her. Whenever someone died, she had to clarify the matter from beginning to end.

Although she didn't know why Aqi didn't kill her that night, she knew that this female ghost's cultivation level had advanced to another level just from the shocking glance that night. If she just left it like this, who knows what would go wrong...

Then the days passed like flowing water. Two months later, the life of Qiao's family became more and more stable, and the economy also eased from the initial tightness. It seemed that it had initially established a foothold in Rongjiang City.

To the surprise of the neighbors, their family is still alive and well after two months!

Mother Qiao heard about this from a neighbor's aunt.

The two of them bumped into each other when they came back from buying vegetables, and they chatted naturally after they said hello. After chatting, they found out the reason why the people nearby looked at them with pitiful and lamentable eyes.

It turns out that the house they are living in now is said to be cursed. If someone moves in, something will happen within a week. I can't count how many people died. Later, it is said that the owner of the house invited a Taoist priest to do it. Stayed here for one night, and went crazy the next day...

When Qiao's mother heard this, she was quite frightened, so she went back and talked to Qiao's father.

Qiao's father frowned and scolded: "Ignorant women and children, listen to nonsense, don't we live well? Live well, don't think about what you have."

Mother Qiao lowered her head and thought for a while, she was right, if there was a problem with this house, wouldn't something have happened sooner?But she thought about it later, and said anxiously: "But it is true that someone died in this house, so what kind of heart does Old Zheng have?"

She thought he was a good person, so she sold the house to them so cheaply, but who knew that it was a dead house.

Qiao Li originally lowered her head to eat, but her face turned pale when she heard this, and she raised her head to look at her parents in fear.

Father Qiao noticed the look on his second daughter, and said in a loud voice, "Where has no one died? The old Zheng saw that our family had just arrived and had no place to go, so he kindly sold the house to me. The market price is now 200 million. His 20 Wan sold it, what a generous person, don't slander him behind his back."

Qiao's mother pursed her lips and said nothing. If she followed her normal thinking, their family really got a big deal.

Qiao Guan originally listened quietly, but halfway through the meal, he looked up at the empty seat beside him, and couldn't help but ask, "Dad, where is Brother Lang?"

It's late at night, why hasn't he come back for dinner?

Father Qiao didn't take it seriously: "He said he has work outside, and he went directly to the night market to set up a stall after get off work."

Qiao Guan lowered his head, and suddenly fell silent, his words from that day came to mind.

Calculated now, Fu Tianlang's daily rest time is less than three hours, and the rest is part-time work and setting up a stall... Is he working so hard to earn her tuition?
At night, Qiao Guan tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't sleep. Although she felt sorry for his way of cooking, she really wanted to go to school and contact the campus from the bottom of her heart, which was something she had always dreamed of in her previous life.

So she couldn't say the words of rejection, and she couldn't say the words of obstruction. In the end, the next day, when she heard Fu Tianlang close the door and was about to go out, she ran after him with her slippers on, and finally caught up with him at the elevator door.

"Where are you going?" She was panting as she ran, her face flushed.

Fu Tianlang was startled, and looked at her with some surprise: "Work."

She asked again: "Where are you going to work? Where is the address?"

He didn't answer right away, but looked at her silently for a while, and asked, "Why?"

Qiao Wan pursed her lips, heard the "ding" of the elevator to the floor, and hurriedly followed in: "I'll bring you food."

His gaze fell on her quietly, and his originally cold facial features softened a little only when facing her.

"No, you stay at home and don't run around."

Qiao Guan also had a stubborn temper. When the elevator reached the first floor, she followed his pace, grabbed his hand abruptly, and refused to let go: "I'll bring you food."

Fu Tianlang turned sideways slowly, and his tall and straight figure immediately attracted the attention of many people. Although his brows were stern, his aura was menacing, and he looked like a stranger, but that face was really eye-catching!
"There is a working meal there." After a long time, he curled his lips and said.

The voice was inexplicably low, and seemed to have a fatal magnetism. Just listening to it, Qiao Wan's heart began to bump wildly, but she held back, held her breath, and repeated stubbornly.

"I'll bring you food!"

Isn't working lunch just box lunch?What's more, it was the food provided by the boss. How good the food was, maybe he couldn't even drink the soup. Fu Tianlang was growing up again, so he couldn't neglect it!
The warm yellow sunlight dyed the boy's handsome side face brighter and deeper.

Qiao Wan didn't know how long he had been staring at him. After a long while, he finally told the address of his work. Qiao Wan silently wrote down the name of a certain building.

"Go back." He let go of her, and touched her black hair with his big palm. The thick braided hair was soft, and as he stroked the top of the hair all the way, even his eyes softened a lot.

After seeing him off, Qiao Wan turned around and went upstairs to work. When it was time to eat, she found two thermal boxes, scooped soup and vegetables into them, and filled two full bowls of white rice. Only then did I inform Mother Qiao, and before she could respond, I ran out without looking back.

As the afterglow of the evening slanted, Qiao Wan followed the address to the place where Fu Tianlang worked.

It was a towering World Trade Center building, and Fu Tianlang's job was to clean the glass on the outer wall of the building.

Qiao Guan looked up into the sky, just outside the building, there was a crane device hanging, and several people stood on it, when a gust of wind occasionally blew, the crane would swing slightly.

Qiao Wan's heart tightened, and he felt startled just by looking at it, not to mention Fu Tianlang who was working with only a seat belt on.

In less than 10 minutes, the crane slowly landed on the ground, and just as Fu Tianlang was about to get off, a crisp call came from afar.

"Brother Lang!"

That was Qiao Wan. She was carrying a box of lunch in both hands, and she ran towards him with great strides. From far to near, her face became clearer and clearer. She had a fair and clean face with an innocent smile, bright eyes, and a smile on her lips. bright red.

He froze for a moment, and his eyes fell on her two braids. The thick braids were without any decoration, but the hair was black and shiny, and when it was put down, it felt as soft as satin. It still haunts him to this day.

"Wanwan." When she approached, he gently hugged her.

Qiao Guan didn't say anything, and glanced up and down at the work clothes on him, and then at the dizzying height of the building, pursed his lips and said, "Brother Lang, can you stop doing this job? It looks so dangerous." She frowned and touched the safety rope around his waist, thinking what if the rope broke?Or what if a gust of wind suddenly blows and blows people down?
He stared at her without blinking, without moving his eyes for a moment, and he also took her concern and worry into his eyes.

"it is good."

After hearing this, Qiao Wan immediately beamed with joy, pulled him aside, and chatteringly opened the food box.

"Drink the soup first, I made your favorite meatloaf."

There was a smile on his lips, and his eyes were surprisingly gentle: "You know how to do it?"

Qiao Guan lowered her head to pick up the quarrel, of course she can cook, not only can make meatloaf, but also can cook a lot, it's just that Qiao's mother was there before, so she doesn't need to worry about cooking.

"I will do it, and I will do it for you every day."

He was stunned suddenly, stopped his movements, raised his head and looked at her eyebrows and eyes again, his eyes were a little dark and dark.

"it is good."

After the words fell, the heart lake slightly rippled.

(End of this chapter)