Chapter 24 Nightmare

After being hit several times, Feng Juan said helplessly: "Lao Gao, please go back first. My sister-in-law is worried about waiting at home. Thank you for sending me this trip."

Lao Gao rubbed his hands and said: "What relationship do I have with Wei Ge? Why do I need to say thank you? I told your sister-in-law that I will stay with you here tonight. You are here alone with Little Cherry, if anything happens , I can also help with the work.”

As he spoke, he lifted his clothes and took out a small candy bar mobile phone from the mobile phone bag hanging on his belt.

The Nokia 2110 has just been launched.

He shook it show off and started pressing the buttons.

Feng Juan quickly stopped him, "No, Lao Gao, I can take care of it myself. You can go back. Besides, there are no extra beds in this room. Where do you live?"

"The child is important. I can just stay on the chair for the night. I can help you anytime if you need anything."

Lao Gao shamelessly started dialing.

I said: "Mr. Gao, you can't live in this room. I asked Sister Feng to take the child to live here at night. As long as it is to observe the cause of the problem, your presence will have an impact. If you want to live, live in the clinic room." "

Feng Juan took advantage of the situation and said: "Lao Gao, you see, Mr. Zhou also said that you are not suitable here, so go back."

Lao Gao glared at me and said to Feng Juan: "Then I'll pick you up tomorrow...and Little Cherry."

"No, I don't know when I will leave. You are also busy with business. I can just call a taxi then."

"Taxi is so inconvenient, so call me before you leave and I will pick you up. Juanzi, you have to think about Little Cherry."

"That's okay."

Feng Juan looked at the child on the bed, hesitated for a while, and finally agreed.

Lao Gao hesitated, but still didn't want to leave just like that.

I said: "Mr. Gao, I'll give it to you."

Lao Gao glared at me unhappily and said, "Juanzi, I'm leaving."

Then he reluctantly left.

I watched Lao Gao drive out of the courtyard, carefully closed the courtyard door, dug out a large piece of money buried under the threshold, took it to the consulting room, cleaned it, and took out a yellow stick of incense before going to the guest room. , when entering the door, quietly put the big money on the door frame.

Feng Juan had finished cleaning up and was sitting by the bed to comfort her children. When she saw me coming, she was about to get up.

"Sit down. I'll light a pillar of sleeping incense on the windowsill. Don't let it get burned when I draw the curtains. There's a latch inside the door, just lock it yourself. If the child makes a fuss, go to the west end room and call me."

After I finished my explanation, I lit some incense and stuck it on the edge of the window frame. I didn't stay too long and left the room.

Feng Juan sent me out the door, turned back to the house, and heard the sound of the bolt being inserted.

I returned to the consulting room, took out pen and ink and white paper, and drew a black cat. When Bao Yuqin came to the door, I handed the black cat drawing to her along with three sticks of incense sticks, and told her: "Hang the drawing on your In your son’s house, light incense sticks in front of the painting, and offer some fish and meat that cats like to eat.”

Bao Yuqin carefully took the painting and asked, "I see the lights in the guest room are on. Can I prepare more breakfast for tomorrow morning?"

I said, "Prepare one more person. She is a lesbian. The child is making trouble at night. Stay overnight and observe her. She is still breastfeeding, so don't give her anything too hot."

Bao Yuqin responded and hurried home with the painting in hand.

I checked the time, sat back at the table, and continued to practice calligraphy.

When following Sister Miao, regardless of what happened during the day, be sure to do evening classes before going to bed at night.

There were a lot of things in the past few days, my work and rest were a bit chaotic, and my mind was uneasy, so I stopped my evening classes and only stood and practiced Qi. Today, it was rare that my mind was as calm as water, so I thought it was the right time, so I resumed my evening classes.

There are two evening classes.

The first is to practice calligraphy and nourish Qi.

The second is to practice boxing and maintain health.

To practice calligraphy, I must write three articles every night, no less than 500 words.

Sister Miao said that even if the sky is about to fall, I can still compose an Orchid Pavilion preface calmly and without messing up every single stroke. This is when I have mastered the art of nourishing Qi.

Three words were written in one go.

In the last hundred or so words, it was obvious that I was anxious, the structure was a little loose and deformed, and the strokes were out of shape from time to time.

About two years ago, I was able to write nearly 400 words without distortion, but the remaining 100 words could not be written in one go. I have not made any progress in the past two years.

Sister Miao said that I still need to practice hard through experience before I can break through the limit of the remaining 100 words.

I didn't worry about this, so I packed up my things, put on my practice clothes, and went to the yard.

It's a sunny day tonight, and the bright moon hangs high in the night sky, illuminating the yard and making people feel good.

I stood still in the courtyard, took up my stance, and started fighting slowly.

Sister Miao taught me Neijiaquan. She didn't say where it came from. She just said it was for health care. The moves were wide open and wide, steady and strong. I felt it would be useful for fighting.

But I have never tried it, not because I don’t want to try, but because Sister Miao doesn’t allow me to fight with this boxing technique.

The fist stretched slowly at the beginning, and as each move was struck, the muscles and bones were stretched, and the speed became faster and faster. By the time the last three moves were struck almost at the same time, they made a series of crackling sounds like firecrackers in the air.

I slowly withdrew my move, raised my hands to my abdomen, opened my mouth and exhaled, and a line of white air shot out silently like a sharp arrow, and didn't disperse until I was three meters away.

Sister Miao can vomit up to five meters high, accompanied by a sound.

So I can't beat her.

After practicing the whole set of boxing, I was sweating all over, and it was indescribably relaxing and refreshing.

Turning around, I saw Feng Juan standing in front of the window looking over.

I smiled at her.

Feng Juan left the window with some embarrassment, but did not close the curtains, but left a gap a palm wide.

In the middle of the gap, the flame of sleeping incense shimmered slightly.

I went back to the bedroom, scrubbed myself with cold water, and went to bed.

Sleeping until midnight, I suddenly heard a faint moaning sound.

Restrained and suppressed, with joy in the pain.

I opened my eyes and looked at the time first.

Twelve o'clock sharp.

This is the time of the day when Yang Qi recedes and Yin Qi reaches its peak.

It is also the most suitable time for mischief in the dark night.

I got out of bed, put on my coat, walked out of the bedroom, came to the client's window, and looked through the gap in the curtain.

In the darkness, a white body was twisting restlessly on the bed, with two slender thighs tightly tied together.

It was a cold day, without any clothes or quilt, but the surface of my skin was covered with a layer of hot red and covered with fine beads of sweat.

She bit her lip tightly and let out a low, melodious moan.

His eyes were still closed.

Under the eyelids, you can see the eyeballs moving rapidly.

It was obviously a nightmare.

I tapped lightly on the lower edge of the window frame.

The incense stick in the window flickered slightly and then went out.

Almost at the same time, the big coin on the door frame flipped over and fell, hitting the threshold with a muffled sound.

The child on the bed burst into tears.