"Rush...Crack..."

The young man stood outside the door and touched the key to open the door, holding the note with the signature in his other hand.

He looked unlucky.

But before he could unscrew the door with the key, the living room door opened from inside.

"mom?"

Looking up, I saw my mother with a little anxious and restless expression.

"Well, I'm back... Have you looked at the things I gave you in the morning? "

The mother, who was obviously waiting for him to come back in the house, looked at him and asked anxiously before she could let him enter the house.

"Mom, I was just about to tell you this."

The young man responded to his mother's words as he entered the house.

His mother let go, the living room door was not closed yet, but just turned around and looked at the young man.

"How do you say the master? Is this signature good or bad?"

His mother clamped her hands and asked anxiously,

"Uh... Mom, have you seen this sign with the master in the temple before?"

Listening to his mother's anxious question, the young man thought about the content of the signature he had just seen, and he didn't know what to say.

"Have you opened it and read it?"

"Well... I glanced at me when I came back just now... I asked me to say, don't be too concerned about this. There is no such sign in the serious temple. Then the monks in the temple are scaring you, and I may be waiting for you to go over and 'lost money and avoid disaster'."

Listening to his words, his mother was still anxious and just looked up at him and stopped talking.

"Well...Mom, what are we eating for dinner?"

The young man held the note in his hand and wanted to change the topic.

But his mother just moved two more steps anxiously, then asked again,

"What did the master say? What does the master mean?"

"Forehead……"

The young man looked at his mother and asked, hesitant,

Thinking about what the "folk lover" said to him before, I didn't know whether I should tell his mother truthfully.

"Speak quickly!"

His mother looked at his hesitant look and felt even more anxious, frowned and said,

"...Well... That's right, the master said, please don't go out this week, stay at home for the time being..."

The young man hesitated and told his mother.

His mother listened, lowered her head slowly, and stopped talking in silence.

"Mom... we don't have to worry about this kind of thing, right... It's really not possible. At worst, we can stay at home this week. Stay at home and watch TV..."

The young man recalled the signature on the paper in his hand and spoke to him before,

Although I don't believe it, I still have to worry.

Regardless of whether the signature is accurate or not, it is... not very lucky.

His mother kept her head down and was silent, and then her mouth began to open and close slightly, as if she was repeating something.

But no sound came out.

"mom?"

Seeing his mother seemingly distracted, the young man shouted again.

But his mother ignored him, just lowered her head, looked dazed, and repeated something in her mouth, and moved her feet step by step toward the bedroom room.

"...Mom? Are you going back to the house... Your living room door is not closed yet..."

Seeing his mother like this, the young man shouted, first turned around and brought the living room door, and then shouted at his mother.

"Mom? Do we cook tonight? Why are there no food on the table?"

"Don't worry too much. At worst, let's just stay at home for a few days. I'll take a few days off and accompany you in the house. Let's be careful."

He was a little hungry, and the young man went into the kitchen while talking.

However, there were no prepared food in the kitchen. The pot was placed on the cold stove and there was no cooking in the rice cooker.

The young man paused and turned around and shouted,

"Mom, I haven't cooked tonight... Then have you eaten? Why don't I give you a bowl of noodles?"

"Mother!"

After shouting several times, he didn't hear his mother's response. The young man put down the iron pot he had just picked up.

Turning around and running out of the kitchen, he went to open the door of his mother's bedroom.

Then he stopped moving,

I saw his mother, after returning to the house, lying on the bed with her eyes motionless, looking straight at the roof, holding hands with each other, and muttering something in her mouth.

"Flesh...Flesh...Master..."

"Mom? What did you say? Mom, aren't you sick, aren't you?"

The young man listened to the blurry sound from his mother's mouth, looked at his mother's appearance, and was a little worried. He leaned closer to his back and put his mother's forehead on the back of his hand.

His mother listened to his words and seemed to come back to her senses. She slowly turned her head and looked at him.

"...You go and make dinner, don't make it for me... Tomorrow, tomorrow I want to go to the North Mountain to fulfill my wish."

"...Mom, why don't we go... Didn't the master tell us not to go out?"

The young man couldn't help but jump in his eyebrows as he listened to his mother's words.

The gentleman had deliberately said that he would not let him go up the mountain, but now his mother is asking to go up the mountain, which makes him even more worried.

"Mom, we won't go, right? I'll be with you at home. Let's watch some TV at home..."

His mother just looked at him and didn't say anything.

"Mom, then we won't go...I'll go cook, mom, you can rest here."

He stood up and looked at his mother, and watched his mother lying on the bed without saying anything, but just looked at him,

The young man left the bedroom again and brought the door to the house.

Go to the kitchen and prepare a bowl of noodles under water to eat.

While taking out his cell phone.

"...Hey, captain...I want to ask for a few days off."

"I have something to do at home... Well, my mother is not in good health these days, and I want to take care of him at home for a few days."

"Trouble, thank you..."

After calling for leave, the young man lowered his head and looked at the water gradually boiling in the pot, he was a little confused, with some worries between his eyebrows.

...

"…Mr. Jing, the supper is ready."

In the evening, Jing Chen did not return to the villa he had ridiculously seen in the past two months.

In fact, one morning, after suddenly feeling unintentional to dismiss most of the maids he hired, he felt that the house was in space again.

When I passed by this community now, I saw that the community was in a good environment. I bought a small house here and moved in. Of course, the villa was not sold again before, but it was just left there without anyone living there.

Of course, the chef kept one, and every day at noon and evening, he would come to his residence to help him prepare lunch and dinner before leaving.

At this moment, Jing Chen sat in the study, facing the drop of blood that had not disappeared even now, and paused.

He took the drop of blood that was not dissipated and put it in a transparent glass jar.

At this moment, the blood bead was lying quietly at the bottom of the glass jar. If Jing Chen had not been able to feel the closeness and the magnificent vitality, he would not have seen anything unusual.

Hearing the greeting of the chef outside, Jing Chen paused again and raised his head.

"Okay, I understand. I'll come out to eat later. Uncle Pang, go back after you finish your work."

"Okay, Mr. Jing, you come out early and the meal will get cold later."

Jing Chen didn't plan to get up, but when he heard Uncle Pang's voice outside the house, he paused, and Jing Chen stood up again.

"...Uncle Pang, wait."

"I forgot where you live..."

Opening the study door, Jing Chen called Uncle Pang who was about to go out,

"I have changed my residence here now. Is it still convenient for you to come here every day?"

It is probably a bit strange to ask directly, Jing Chen added more words.

"Beicheng. But it's not far away. Wang'an City is not very big in the city. I drive here every day and can buy vegetables."

"The environment there is pretty good, and I plan to retire there."

Listening to Jing Chen's question, Uncle Pang responded with a smile.

Listening to this, Jing Chen couldn't help but sink.
To be continued...