ordinary human life

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And in the originally gray world, only He Sihai is colorful.

She was so gorgeous and beautiful that she, who was timid and cowardly, wanted to get close to him, to get close to him.

"Don't worry, I will definitely find it for you." He Sihai smiled.

"Thank...thank...thank you, Lord Immortal."

"You're welcome, after all, your reward... I hope you will be happy in the future." He Sihai walked over and patted her little head.

This time, Wanwan didn't dodge, although her body was still a little stiff.

Chapter 345 Pickle Pickle

"Morning guest, are you going out so early?" Seeing He Sihai coming down the stairs, the front desk of the hotel immediately greeted him warmly.

But it was no longer a middle-aged man, but a middle-aged woman, presumably it was the "Zhou Bapi" that the front desk said last night.

She has curly wine-red hair permed, big earrings, and eyeshadow.

It's a pity that she's getting older and doesn't look very good, her skin is loose and her face is wrinkled, so her dress not only doesn't give her any points, but makes people feel vulgar.

But this has nothing to do with He Sihai, as long as she feels beautiful.

He Sihai nodded to her with a smile on his face and said, "Go out for breakfast."

"Eat breakfast? You go out to the right and walk about 300 meters. There is a star breakfast. Their beef burrito is grilled and tastes very good." The front desk said enthusiastically.

"Thank you." He Sihai thanked him, and strode out of the hotel.

After leaving the hotel, it was as if we had come to another world, with heavy traffic and crowds, and a noisy day began.

He Sihai thought for a while, turned around and walked to the right hand of the hotel. He decided to try the beef burrito recommended by the front desk.

"Do you want to eat?" He Sihai who was walking in front suddenly turned around and asked.

Wanwan has been following behind him, but no one else can see it.

Wanwan probably didn't expect He Sihai to turn around and ask her suddenly.

After a moment of stunned reaction, he quickly shook his head and lowered his head.

then……

Her "eyeball" fell off again, making a rattling sound on the ground.

He Sihai didn't wait for the two "eyeballs" to roll away, and quickly bent down to pick them up.

After death, people become ghosts, so they cannot touch the real matter.

But the clothes worn before death, or the items that were extremely cherished before death, will exist on them in another form.

To put it bluntly, it was actually formed by their subconscious obsessions.

But these items are also invisible and inaccessible to ordinary people.

But if a contract is reached with He Sihai, the things that fall within the scope of the contract will change from illusion to reality because of the rules.

For example, Zhao Dajun's meritorious service medal.

Dou Xiaolong's five yuan.

Granny Gao's red headband.

Even Yang Ximei's three copper coins.

These things are illusory things.

But after paying He Sihai as a reward, it automatically turned the fiction into reality.

Of course, two prerequisites must be followed.

[-]. It must be owned by the deceased during his lifetime.

Second, it must be something cherished during life.

Therefore, even if He Sihai doesn't pick it up, others can't actually see or touch the two "eyeballs" on the ground.

Because these two "eyeballs" must have a special meaning to Wanwan, so the obsession manifested them after death.

If Wanwan herself doesn't pick it up, as long as her obsession persists, she will automatically return to her soon.

"Thank...thank you." Wanwan thanked softly, and then retrieved her "eyeball" from He Sihai's palm.

He Sihai reached out to take her with him, but she shrank back immediately.

He Sihai helplessly put down his palm and continued to move forward.

Wanwan continued to quietly follow behind him.

There were still quite a few people at the shop earlier, but because He Sihai came earlier, he still found a place.

The front desk of the hotel didn't lie to him, this beef burrito tastes really good.

In the middle of the meal, Chen Junwei, the little cunning, came over.

But he didn't dare to enter the store. He stood at the door and looked at Wanwan squatting at He Sihai's feet from a distance.

Even though everyone was cunning, Wanwan's image really shocked him.

There are two large black holes on the face, and two light blue eyeballs rolling around inside, revealing the strangeness in the horror.

He is cunning, and he is also afraid, not daring to move forward.

In fact, the cowardly Wanwan was even more scared than him, and quietly moved her body back, almost touching He Sihai's calf.

……

"Sir, have you found my parents?" Chen Junwei asked He Sihai a little uneasy, his eyes wandering to Wanwan who was following far behind him from time to time.

"I have a clue. I'll go to your hometown today to check. I don't know if your mother is there. If not, I'm afraid it will take some time to find it." He Sihai said.

Chen Junwei's face showed joy when he heard the words, and felt that Wanwan who was following He Sihai was not so scary anymore.

Dayuan Town belongs to a small town under Xin'an County.

Miaojing Village is not far from Dayuan Town. When He Sihai arrived with the two little guys, it was not ten o'clock in the morning.

A very ordinary small village.

Some people even squatted at the door with bowls and chopsticks to eat breakfast.

He Sihai walked towards a middle-aged man sitting at the door smoking a cigarette.

The middle-aged man is in his forties, and Chen Junwei's mother, Chen Xiufang, should be regarded as the same age as him.

If there is such a person in the village, he should not be unaware.

"Uncle, may I ask, do you know where Chen Xiufang's home is?"

"Chen Xiufang?" The middle-aged man froze for a moment.

There are many people with the surname Chen in the village, but he didn't remember the one named Chen Xiufang.

"Her father is disabled and her mother is mentally ill."

The middle-aged man suddenly realized when he heard the words, "You mean pickle clubbing?"

"Pickled pickles?"

"It's the Chen you mentioned..."

"Chen Xiufang."

"Yes, Chen Xiufang."

"Then why do you call her Pickled Vegetables?"

"Because her family is poor, she only eats pickled vegetables all year round, and she was very dirty when she was a child, with runny nose, so she was nicknamed pickled vegetables." The middle-aged man explained.

"Then is she at home now?"

"It's been gone for a long time, and I've been out for many years." The middle-aged man said.

"However, why are you looking for her?" The middle-aged man looked at He Sihai with a strange look on his face, as if he remembered something.

Everyone knew that the police came to the village to look for Chen Xiufang.

Everyone knew that Chen Xiufang gave birth to a son in the county hospital and lost it. She ran away.

If that child grows up, he will be about the same age as He Sihai.

So the middle-aged man mistook He Sihai for Chen Junwei.

"Is that so?" He Sihai frowned upon hearing this.

This matter is difficult to handle, it seems that Ding Min has to be asked to help to investigate.

"Don't worry. Actually, she came back a few years ago and stayed at her cousin's house for a few days. Her cousin should know where she is." The middle-aged man said enthusiastically.

"Cousin?"

"It's not relative, it's just salty...Chen Xiufang and Chen Shiying used to have a good relationship, so they always called Chen Shiying's father uncle." The middle-aged man explained.

"Then where is his home?"

"Go, I'll take you there." The middle-aged man said enthusiastically.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, but you're already so old, why are you still looking for me?"

He Sihai: "??"

"I think you are a good-looking talent, and your life should not be bad. Why bother to find yourself uncomfortable, what's the use of finding it, and I, an outsider, don't talk too much..."

After hearing a lot of nagging from the middle-aged man, He Sihai finally realized that he regarded himself as Chen Junwei.

But he didn't explain it, it would be more convenient to do things this way.

After all, it is only natural for a child to find a mother, and most people would not hide it.

Chapter 346 Space Jump

"Fourth uncle, are you busy?" The middle-aged man led He Sihai to a house.

During the conversation along the way, He Sihai also knew his name, Chen Liang.

"What do you want from me?" The fourth uncle Chen Liang was talking about raised his head and asked.

The fourth uncle is older, at least 60 years old, sitting on a small stool and peeling corn kernels.

"It's not that I have something to do with you, but he is looking for you." Chen Liang pointed to He Sihai behind him.

"You are?" Fourth Uncle stood up and asked with a puzzled expression.

"To be precise, I'm not looking for you, but pickles. Do you know where she is?" Chen Liang said carelessly without waiting for He Sihai to speak.

"Pickled vegetables?" The fourth uncle was taken aback when he heard that.

"Looking for her?" Fourth Uncle hadn't reacted yet.

Chen Liang walked over and whispered something in his ear.

Then the fourth uncle looked at He Sihai in surprise.

"It's all this big?"

"Hi old man, do you have Chen Xiufang's address?" He Sihai asked straight to the point.

"This..." Fourth Uncle showed embarrassment.

When Chen Xiufang lost the child back then, she obviously didn't want it anymore. Now that she is looking for it, will it cause her trouble?

But his child is pitiful enough, and he can't bear not to tell him, and his heart is very entangled.

"You sit down first. I'll call Shiying to ask where Xiufang has gone. She is the only one who knows." The fourth uncle hesitated for a moment, and called He Sihai to sit down.

He Sihai was not polite either, and took advantage of the opportunity to sit down, picked up the corn cob beside him and peeled it.

Wanwan squatted beside her and watched curiously.

As for Chen Junwei, he followed fourth uncle and Chen Liang into the house.

The fourth uncle came into the house mainly to call his daughter Chen Shiying.


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