28. Damn it

In the end, the two returned to their homes. Of course, from the sky, without knowing it.

Fortunately, the nearby residents just suspected whether it was a double name, and were not sure that Chu Feiyue was the great demon king who was going to destroy Shangjing, so Chu Feiyue's old house did not suffer any disaster. While the old house was still in good condition, Chu Feiyue reinforced several layers of defensive words for it, actively passively added stealth, and three shackles and one buckle. This old house, which has disappeared within the scope of normal people's cognition, can pat its chest and say that it is stronger and safer than the place where Qi Guosheng, the highest leader of Shanghai, lives.

What will the two young people who taste the forbidden fruit for the first time do at night? The answer should be the only...

The two of them tossed around all night and didn't stop until three or four o'clock in the morning. This directly led to their breakfast and lunch mixed up again.

At 10:30 the next day, my sister felt the sunlight coming through the cracks between the window and curtains. She frowned and covered her eyes with her hands, rubbed her eyes, and half-opened at the white ceiling.

She turned her head sideways, and Chu Feiyue slept next to her. One hand was pillowed under her body, and the other hand was dishonestly pressed on the small grapes on her chest.

She blushed, but her sister still moved her body, rolled out of the quilt, and began to look for clothes all over the house. Soon, she frowned with some distress. The situation last night was still fierce, and her new interior was also broken...

Really, can't you be gentler? My sister picked up the small piece of cloth with broken elastic band and went back to her room to change clothes.

It seems that in the past few days, I get up and cook every day, then go out, go home to sleep, and then the next day. It's so regular. As my sister turned over the spoon next to the stove, she tilted her head and thought. This doesn't seem to be too good. There is a feeling of not doing business. Should I pursue something else?

But what is a decent job? Save the world? No way, I'm not a cat girl or a storm girl, and I haven't joined the Super League of Legends and the Avengers. It's better to let Superman do things like saving the world. After thinking about it, what I want to do seems to be to take good care of my trivial things. There is not much pursuit.

I feel that my happiness is really small... It doesn't seem to be the same, but the pursuit is different, right? What others want is more money, more power, more spouses, more this and that, but what do they want?

It seems that there is nothing I want. I want to be with my brother, I want to fall in love with my brother, and I want to have a baby with my brother... Well, the last one takes time. I can only say that I work hard and try my best to do it, but it may not be possible. But besides being with my brother, what else do you want to do?

My sister inserted the shovel into the potato chips, thought for a long time, racked her brains, and didn't expect what she wanted to do.

It's really difficult for a girl who has been limited to this small family since she was a child.

It seems that except for my brother and Xiao Nuo, my world is really nothing... Finally, my sister sighed and came to such a conclusion sadly.

There is nothing extravagant on my brother's side, so let's start with Xiaonuo. My sister thought of the scores given to her by her teacher Cheng Liusu, and suddenly felt that the songs written by her predecessors seemed to be very technical and had no desire to challenge at all. I really don't understand how those songs with shallow and mediocre difficulty can become world-famous songs.

It seems that you can write some super difficult songs that your fingers can't play until you have cramps, and then spread them to the outside world like Beethoven Mozart to kill those who learn the piano? Thinking of this, my sister had a faint bad smile on the corners of her mouth. This seems to be a good idea...

The end of the world will eventually pass, but art will never be cut off. The music scores left by themselves may be printed and distributed all over the world, disgusting to those students who learn the piano. Thinking of this, my sister suddenly felt that she had found her goal for the next period.

Just as my sister began to think about what songs she wrote to cheat the descendants, a burning smell came from in front of her. My sister looked down and saw that her fried potato chips were a little burnt because they had been sitting on the fire for too long.

With a scream, my sister quickly pulled out the shovel. The big calligrapher waved the wolf to write a wild grass on the rice paper. The dragon and snake crackled and stir-fried it. Finally, the fried meat with potato chips was maintained to a degree of non-burn, and it was golden with a little red edge, which looked better.

When cooking becomes an art, there will be no mistakes. What you want to do, even if the steps are wrong, it can become another dish in a blink of an eye.

Half a sound, when my sister had prepared three dishes and one soup for breakfast or lunch, Chu Feiyue happened to come downstairs with her nose straight.

"It smells so good."

"Wash your hands and eat. I'm starving. I've tasted it in the kitchen."

"Oh." Chu Feiyue obediently ran to wash her hands.

Then start a meal···

"Let's go to see grandparents in the afternoon."

"Okay, that's what I planned. Look at uncles and aunts first, and then go to see grandparents. My sister snatched a piece of meat stick from under Chu Feiyue's chopsticks and said with a smile in her mouth.

"Well, I just don't know if anyone has swept the graves of my grandparents for so many years." Chu Feiyue couldn't help thinking of Liu Xing. She didn't expect that her eldest sister when she was a child turned out to be the eldest sister in her previous life. Why didn't she reincarnated like herself? What happened to the Star Curtain Saints? Is the war against the void still going on? A lot of thoughts came to me.

Then the sister stood up and smashed the white bubbles on the top of Chu Feiyue's head with all kinds of strange pictures, and then put her hands on Chu Feiyue's shoulders and shook them vigorously.

"Brother, what are you talking about? Why are you in a daze?"

Chu Feiyue came to her senses from the swing of her neck at an extent of 160 degrees and blinked her eyes.

"Ha?"

"I knew I didn't listen..." My sister pouted. "I'm asking, what should I bring when I go to the grave."

"Well, whatever, they won't care."

"How can it be casual? I haven't been there for a long time. It's going to be grand."

"That's casual."

"Any wool, whatever, can I eat it?"

"You can eat it, any ice cream, Mengniu, three yuan a piece, a variety of flavors."

"Brother..."

"???"

"I'll bite you to death!" My sister rushed to Chu Feiyue and bit it according to her mouth.

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Chu Feiyue rubbed her ears and grinned with her sister at the gate of Babaoshan Cemetery. On his ears, there is also a circle of bright red tooth marks, which are obviously just printed.

My sister pouted and flashed to the front of Chu Feiyue with a small basket, and pulled Chu Feiyue's sleeve and walked towards the cemetery.

It is similar to Paradise Cemetery in Daxing District, which is also deserted and dilapidated. Before the end of the world, Babaoshan Cemetery was not known as the place where the dead were buried, and it was also famous for its beautiful scenery. It was a very famous scenic spot in Shanghai. But now, people's spiritual needs have been extremely suppressed. As a place where the commemorative significance is greater than the practical significance, it has been gradually forgotten.

What if there are many bigwigs buried here? If you die, you will die. You will become a handful of loess. You can no longer speak, you can't lead, and you can't work. Such an existence is not needed in the end of the world.

The cemetery of Grandpa Chu and Grandma Chu was placed in the second tomb area, which was very large, and there were solemnly written several epitaphs with strong pen fronts.

[The mountains are high and the water is far away, and the relationship between the wife is deep. The great cause of the ages is started by you. The following inscription is Jiang Xinxiong, and I don't remember anything.

At the back is Grandpa Chu's name, but Grandma Chu did not write her name on it, but simply wrote a "Chu", which was also required by the old man himself.

[The tomb of the teacher Chu Minghan and his mother Chu] is followed by a small character [disciple Jiang Xinxiong and the brothers wee].

Grandpa Chu's tombstone is unexpectedly clean, almost spotless, and in sharp contrast to the weeds around it, like two worlds.

"Grandpa and grandma, we came to see you." The younger sister let go of Chu Feiyue, half squatted down and put a plate of special dishes in the basket on the white jade table in front of the tombstone. Chu Feiyue stepped forward and presented a large handful of white flowers.

The two juniors knelt down and kowtowed several times to the tombstone.

"Grandpa and grandma, don't worry, we are doing well and I'm very happy." My sister said softly, stood up, patted the dirt on her hands, stroked the tombstone and said, "Although you have left, my brother and I have still grown up and have not embarked on the wrong road. That's great."

As soon as my sister's hand touched the engraving on the tombstone, a little silver-white fluorescence lit up from the line of words. Then, a large silver-white light spot exploded from the tombstone and flew over the tombstone and condensed into two figures.

It is the avatars of Grandpa Chu and Grandma Chu.

"Well? What's going on?" My sister looked at the two avatars in the sky smiling at her and didn't understand. I've been here before. Why don't I have this project?

It was Chu Feiyue who reacted first. He felt the familiar energy on these two avatars, but he forgot who it was.

"Grandpa...Grandma?" Chu Feiyue shouted doubtfully.

The two avatars nodded and looked at Chu Feiyue with a smile.

"My wife, I said that the two children will be promising." Grandpa Chu said with a smile.

"I know, I know." Grandma Chu also smiled and said, "We don't have much time. The dead spirit can't stay in reality for too long. It's safe to see if you're okay."

"If you have a good life, we will be happy. Don't worry, the next life is quite comfortable. The gods who return to life are very polite to us, otherwise they won't let us come up. Grandpa Chu took over and said to Chu Feiyue, "Tiyue, we all know what you want to do. Come on, work hard, and you will succeed."

"We will look at you below and be proud of you." The two old men said a few simple words, and the soul particles that formed the head suddenly scattered into stars all over the sky and were sucked in by the tombstone.

Chu Feiyue and her sister looked at each other, both of which were a little inexplicable.

"What is this?"

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These two old people have nothing to do. Let's count it as time travel...

Complaining that the dormitory had no water, power and network today, and just came in the afternoon...