Qin Yanan put down the kitchen knife and went to wash her hands under the faucet. The water splashed, two or three drops fell on her shoes, and four or five drops fell on her calf. The color of the water was as clear as her skin.
She picked up her trench coat hanging on the back of the chair where Liu Changan was sitting, took out a jade Guanyin from her pocket and hung it around her neck.
Liu Changan was washing vegetables. He looked back and didn't care why she suddenly took a jade Guanyin and hung it around his neck while cutting vegetables.
"I haven't been sleeping well recently. I feel like I was startled by ghosts or something. It turns out that I went to Miyin Temple with Zhu Juntang and invited a jade Guanyin. I feel like it can suppress all kinds of ghosts." Qin Yanan explained to herself with a guilty conscience. She unbuttoned the two buttons on her chest and put the jade Guanyin inside.
"Your great-grandfather wrote an article called 'The Role of Dialectical Materialism in the Construction of Modern Spiritual Civilization'. You can read it." Liu Changan suggested.
"Of course I have read it … But don't you misunderstand something? Dialectical materialism is the basis of all Marxist theories. It is the world outlook and methodology of the proletariat, but it doesn't teach us to directly deny all unknown things. "Qin Yanan was not convinced.
"What I mean is that you need to learn and make progress, strengthen your beliefs and will, so that you can sleep better. Also, learning the relevant works of Marxist theory will help you understand the objective world rationally, so that you won't be afraid of ghosts and gods that don't exist. " Liu Changan glanced at the place where Qin Yanan put the jade Guanyin and asked tentatively, "What's wrong, did you really see a ghost?"
"No, it's just … I'm just worried that I'll sleepwalk again." Qin Yanan turned her back and walked to the chopping board. "How can there really be a ghost? I just remembered some of the customs and traditions I saw when I was a child, like calling souls, exorcising ghosts, Pen Spirit … "
"What kind of customs and traditions is Pen Spirit?"
"I'm just saying. Don't use my words."
Qin Yanan picked up the chili peppers and started chopping them up in frustration.
"Your relative is here?"
"My relative here is you."
Liu Changan brought a pig trotter over and pointed at Qin Yanan. "Say that again? I'll put a pig's hoof in your mouth. "
However, Qin Yanan burst out laughing. She had spoken without thinking. Her cheeks were slightly red as she said, "Sorry, sorry. Who told you to speak so carelessly?"
Liu Changan didn't really mind. Only superstition would put a woman's menstruation and black dog's blood together. He just wanted to let Qin Yanan chop the pig trotters that had been washed.
Liu Changan could not help but turn his head to look at the armored transport vehicle not far away. Shanghai Dandan might have been in a state of complete physiological inactivity when she was in the living coffin, but now she was alive, and she still looked like an innocent and lively … no, an autistic little girl.
Liu Changan thought about it, put down the pork trotter in his hand, and went to Auntie Xie's store to buy a pack of sanitary pads.
"You're a boy, why are you selling this?" Auntie Xie giggled.
"We have guests." Liu Changan didn't mind.
While Auntie Xie was greeting other customers, Liu Changan walked over and put the sanitary pads into the transport vehicle. He wanted to explain how to use it, but he opened his mouth for a while and left without saying anything. Just like a remote control, girls should know how to use it just by looking at it.
Did this thing cost a lot? Even Liu Changan had never been curious or concerned about this question, but he had a rich reserve of knowledge. Using a typical female example as an example, which was An Nuan, Liu Changan felt that the cost of preparing the little hen every day would not increase by much. After all, he now had the income from selling rice noodles.
Seeing Liu Changan walk out of the armored transport vehicle, Qin Yanan asked, "What is this thing for?"
Things were different now. After all, everyone was familiar with each other. Qin Yanan naturally couldn't help but be curious. At first, she thought that the task was completed, so she couldn't be bothered to care about how Liu Changan dealt with this strange gift.
"A coffin. What else can it do? It can store a living person or a dead person," Liu Changan said.
"Between old people …" Qin Yanan sighed, and there was a complicated and indescribable loneliness in her expression. "Probably only people at their age can easily look past life and death, and send a coffin to be used for funeral."
"Do you think this coffin was given by your great-grandfather to Old Master Ye Chenyu?" Liu Changan said with a smile.
"What are you laughing at? Your great-grandfather is also old. This is a very realistic problem, "Qin Yanan said with dissatisfaction.
Liu Changan carefully looked at Qin Yanan again. This girl was really flawless. It was impossible to act so well. Yes, she was Ye Sijin's great-granddaughter.
When people lived for a long time, they might not be able to see people's hearts directly, but their intuition was extremely developed. It was too difficult to fake in front of him.
"That coffin seems to be particularly well-made, but the strange thing is, if it is an ordinary coffin, is there a need to escort it like this? Even if it is very valuable, they only need to find a security company. "Qin Yanan still felt a little strange.
"Do you want to see it again?" Liu Changan always felt that there might be a deeper meaning for Qin Peng to choose Qin Yanan to escort it, but Qin Peng had always been extremely stubborn. If there was something he was not willing to reveal, it was useless to ask him specifically … Not to mention that today, things were still the same, but people had changed. Qin Peng probably did not care about it anymore, but he also said that they would only meet before he died.
"Okay." Qin Yanan hesitated and said. She reached out to touch the jade Guanyin pendant on her chest to calm her mind. After all, she was going to see the coffin, but she could not feel the outline of the pendant through her clothes. Then she remembered that she was wearing these pendants that hung in a relatively low position. It was always like that, and she felt very helpless.
Liu Changan and Qin Yanan walked together to the armored transport vehicle. The morning sun already had the majesty of the scorching sun, but she did not know if it was a psychological effect. Qin Yanan still felt that when Liu Changan opened the door of the carriage, there was a gloomy and cold atmosphere inside.
Qin Yanan shook her head. She really felt weird about everything she saw these days. She followed Liu Changan into the carriage.
Liu Changan closed the door, leaving himself and Qin Yanan in the carriage. Except for Zhou Dongdong who once tried to rush in and was dragged out by Liu Changan, no other neighbors had seen what was placed here.
Liu Changan was stunned for a moment. Where is the sanitary napkin?
It really disappeared.
"What did you see?" Seeing Liu Changan staring at an empty place in a daze, Qin Yanan was a little startled as she asked.
"Hell," Liu Changan said subconsciously.
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