Volume 3 Winter Solstice Chapter 39 Misunderstanding
After Jiang You ordered the dishes, he handed the menu to the waiter.
"They have finished talking to Zhou Zhihao." Tang Butian said.
"It's going to be quick. They are in Yushui now? Do you want to invite them over to eat together?"
Tang Butian lowered her head and typed a few words. After receiving the reply, she said, "They are eating hot pot."
She forwarded the message Sun-woo had sent her earlier to Kang-woo.
"I was thinking about what you and Guan Nuo said that night."
"What did I say?" Jiang You lowered his head and looked at his phone. "You have a strong desire for control. Even after your wrongful death, your obsession won't go away..."
"Which side are you on?"
"people……"
As soon as Jiang You opened his mouth, Tang Butian interrupted him, "In the case of renting a house, you call it the same kind."
Jiang You raised his head and put the phone in Jiang Mo's hand. "Leader, literary inquisition is wrong."
"I need to know."
"It doesn't matter what I said. It depends on what I did, right? You've known me for almost a year, haven't I always been law-abiding and kind to others? Speaking of the rental case, I paid a lot of money, but you didn't even apply for a subsidy for me."
"oh."
"Whoever doesn't let me live a peaceful life is my enemy," Jiang You touched Jiang Mo's head, "right, light soy sauce?"
Jiang Mo's fingers slid quickly across the screen, as if he didn't hear what Jiang You said.
The spicy catfish was served.
The spicy taste is inhaled into the nose along with the hot air.
Jiang You stretched out his chopsticks and picked up a piece of catfish fillet soaked in the soup.
The spicy and spicy taste is mixed with the fragrance.
"Comfortable..." Jiang You sighed, "It's so spicy that it makes my whole body feel hot."
Tang Butian picked out a bean sprout and took a bite.
Jiang You picked up a piece of fish fillet and put it into the bowl of minced ginger.
After eating quietly for a while, Tang Butian asked, "Did you deliberately leave Lei Yao alone in the store?"
The waiter brought up the Maoxuewang with chili peppers floating on it and the spicy chicken hidden in the chili peppers.
"I'll give her a chance to run away," Jiang You piled the eel back, duck blood, and tripe into Jiang's bowl one by one, "When we finish eating and go back, if she's still here...what do you think she wants to do? She's not delicious. Really, she's not afraid of my neighbors gossiping about her all day and night."
"Revenge?" Tang Butian guessed.
"Not really," Jiang You piled up a small peak in the bowl of minced ginger. "For Sun Fang's soul to get from Su Mo to Tang Jiang, it must be attached to someone or something. There will be a sense of connection between mother and daughter within a certain distance." His voice gradually became a little vague. "It would be great if she could pass by me earlier."
"what you up to?"
“Selling postcards.”
"Did she die on her own?"
"That's right. Sumo is far away from Tangjiang." Jiang Mo reached out and picked up a piece of purple rice cake that had just been served. He peeled off the tin foil and took a bite. "The purple rice cake here is delicious. It's just right for relieving the spiciness. Anyway , every season, a few evil spirits will naturally appear in an area. Just catch the right ones and use them."
Jiang Mo looked into Tang Butian's eyes. "It's very costly to kill someone now. There are cameras everywhere. You have to choose the date of birth, and choose a place based on Feng Shui. You have to arrange this and that. After that, you have to deal with the scene. You might be seen by someone accidentally, or be photographed by a drone. It's hard to guard against..."
"You are very experienced?"
"No, no, what I meant is that it's easier to catch natural ones." Jiang You reached out and touched another piece of purple rice cake. After taking a bite, he used chopsticks to dig out a piece of chicken from the dried chili peppers. "When she was admitted to another province in her third year, she wanted to escape."
"Zeng Lu?" Tang Butian touched a piece of purple rice cake, tore open the tin foil, it was a little hot, he took a bite, it was soft and sweet, but not greasy.
"Finally, she gave in and backed off until her husband showed up."
"Do you think she did the right thing?"
"There's no right or wrong in this kind of thing," Jiang You fished out a wide noodle from the mao xue wang. It was already well seasoned and very chewy. He chewed and said, "I think Lei Yao has a misunderstanding of me."
Tang Butian noticed that the food in the ginger bowl had disappeared at some point.
Lei Yao opened her eyes.
She squinted and looked in the direction where the light came from.
She was... She moved her body and found that she could move her hands and feet.
She got out from the workbench.
Holding the boots, he walked out.
She listened carefully and there seemed to be no one there. She looked around and found that the cabinet was empty and the workbench was also empty. She saw the door of the master bedroom was slightly open and she tiptoed in.
Two small sofas and a small round table.
A bed.
The quilt on the bed was not folded, the air conditioner was on, and a half-drunk bottle of Coke was on the floor beside the bed. She walked around the room, opened the closet, and the clothes were neatly folded. She looked through the closets one by one, walked to the bed, lifted the quilt and pillow, and found half a pack of cigarettes under the pillow.
She looked out the window and saw that the sun was tilting a little towards the west.
"What misunderstanding?" Tang Butian used a big spoon to scoop up some from the spicy catfish.
"They misunderstood me for something. Jiang Yunxian did the same. They thought I was short of food, drink, and women, and that I didn't live well and that doctors looked down on me. In fact, I'm just a good person who treats people kindly," Jiang You picked up a piece of fish from his spoon. "When are you going to Baihe Temple?"
"Tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow," Tang Butian put back the spoon with only chili left, "Are they a group of people?"
"Go ask Zhuang Zekun," Jiang You leaned back in his chair and rubbed his stomach contentedly, "Find him something to do. You see, I haven't had enough sleep in a few days since he came to Tangjiang?"
"He plotted to get me to go down the mountain, hinted that there was something wrong with my Luotian Dajiao, and arranged for Guan Nuo to join the Special Operations Department. I don't like him."
"I don't like him either."
"You said he used me to break the situation."
"That's all I'm saying."
"I don't like being tricked."
"You can't beat him."
Tang Butian pursed her lips, picked up the last piece of purple rice cake, tore off the tin foil, and took a big bite.
Jiang You smiled kindly, "How about you reconsider whether you want to join my Spider God Cult? If you join today, I will follow you to destroy his place tomorrow. How about that?"
Tang Butian refused bluntly: "No."
After Lei Yao walked around upstairs, she looked down from the stairs. The door was closed and there was no one there.
She walked downstairs barefoot.
Although the store was warm, the ground was still a little cool.
Walking to the counter, she opened the drawer, which was filled with a lot of clutter. She reached in and looked through it, and suddenly, she took a step back.
There was a white idol in the drawer.
She took several deep breaths, walked to the counter again, reached out her hand, and took out the white statue with trembling hands.
Hold with both hands.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
She took out her cell phone from her pocket and found the words "Mr. Sun". The screen dimmed and then lit up again, and finally she pressed the dial button.
