Chapter 715 Zhang 9 Day Extra 1
Zhang Jiuri's life was incredibly smooth.
It seemed like nothing was different since he saved his sister, and his mother didn't die.
When they went to see Zhang Longyue, she was still guarding the ancient tomb.
Inside is the meteorite jade suppressed by the Zhang family. It is an energy body that is larger and more complete than the Palace of the Queen Mother of the West.
The Queen Mother of the West, without a complete and reasonable system, has turned herself into a neither human nor ghost.
She is very smart, but she is on the wrong path.
There are several more places like this.
The Zhang family is stubborn to some extent.
Some have become ordinary people, while others are still guarding.
My sister said that she would continue to protect our mother after she passed away.
In this life, one must always have something to do.
Some people are responsible for happiness and joy, while others are responsible for bigger things. Jiuri is the younger brother, so he does what he likes. Everyone has a different path.
Her brother didn't need to be like her and her mother.
There are many Zhang family members like them. Even if the clan leader dies or the clan members are wiped out, they will still guard their duties and not move a step.
Otherwise, if this group of old-fashioned people took action, there would be no chance of any trouble for the Nine Gates and the Wang family.
But this is the Zhang family's protective law.
Eighth sister herself has no desire for this world.
Of course it would be more convincing if his sister wasn't drinking milk tea while talking to him.
The premise is that her space is not there, which is actually not true, or it can be said that the Zhang family’s education makes people lose desire.
Jiu Ri respects his mother's choice and also respects his sister's choice.
To some extent, the Zhang family is unexpectedly stubborn and also unexpectedly indifferent.
Just like he was obsessed with the patriarch.
The patriarch of this life is chubby, loves to eat and play, and that’s enough.
They didn't go to the tomb much anymore.
They don't go to ordinary tombs.
They went to places guarded by the Zhang family.
Every time they went to a place, they either collected corpses or reinforced the mechanisms.
That's what they do.
There are many things that cannot be understood by science.
Using science to understand metaphysics will cause big problems.
Zhang Qilin is naturally the patriarch of the Zhang family, and he will still guard the bronze gate.
Jiu Ri will also be waiting for the patriarch.
Maybe one day in the future he will die first, and I don’t know whether the patriarch will still remember him or whether the notebook will still be there.
He didn't know if this was good for the patriarch. At least before his death, his patriarch had a certain degree of freedom, had traveled all over the country, seen the world, and knew the warmth and coldness of human nature.
The notes are getting thicker and thicker, and there is a lot of space to store them. Fortunately, there is a printer, so the patriarch does not have to write ten copies. He only needs to write one and make nine copies.
It doesn't matter if someone finds out.
Everyone in the Zhang family has his or her own set of codes, and unless they are close friends, even the clan members will not understand them.
What kind of heavenly book is this?
After all, the Zhang family’s password is no different from a heavenly book to some extent.
Fortunately, even if they lose their memory, they can still remember.
So in the days that followed, Zhang Qilin either experienced amnesia or felt a little ashamed when looking at his password.
What a wonderful life for a 60-year-old lady, but unfortunately someone saw that she was too comfortable and wanted to find a partner for her, but said that the 70-year-old man was pitiful, and then he was kicked out.
The old lady said, I have nothing better to do, so I might as well find a father to take care of me. Life would be so comfortable alone, with filial children, promising grandchildren, and money to spend.
I didn't expect that she had become a grandmother, but after just a short while, some people started to be jealous of her.
The 70-year-old man is so nice, you go and do it yourself, matchmaker. Divorce your old man and marry him to work like a slave. You are jealous of others.
Zhang Qilin was stunned at that time. He was 60 years old and he was so big.
But when he thought that he was a member of the Zhang family, he was no longer anxious.
Eighth sister said that the Zhang family members are all in adolescence at the age of 100.
60 is considered puppy love, 80 is considered adulthood.
Jiuri also said that there are many bachelors in the Zhang family who are over 300 years old, but very few of them are married.
Most of the brains are dull.
Speaking of this, Jiuri's eyes looked strange, just like the old ladies in the village.
Do not understand.
As for the records of the Nine Gates, there are no more than ten words. The affairs of the old man and the old woman are recorded in several pages, one page for each person.
This is more exciting than watching it on TV.
There is also a record in his notebook of a dirty kid named Goudan, who often breaks off relations with him, and a sweet little girl named Xiaoniuniu, who loves cleanliness and calls him brother sweetly.
When he sees the little yellow chicken, he will point at it, then walk towards it twisting and turning, imitating the little yellow chicken, pinching his mouth, and trying hard to imitate the little yellow chicken's call.
A "ji~" sound came out of her mouth, and after she finished learning it, she blinked her big eyes and looked at Zhang Qilin.
Her rosy face says “Praise me, praise me”.
Zhang Qilin’s password said that he praised her every day, and this activity only stopped when Xiao Niuniu was 5 years old.
Jiuri also said that he was the only one with patience.
The things about Eighth Sister are also recorded above. You must be obedient and don’t act like a birthday star. Eighth Sister will really hit people, so don’t hide. Trust Eighth Sister and Jiuri.
There are many, many things like this, and they are all in my notebook.
His unhappiness was just mentioned briefly, while he had a lot of happy things to say.
Even if he lost his memory, he was not afraid.
My sister is here, and my brother is here too.
It was at the age of 100 that Zhang Qilin finally came to his senses.
Jiuri looked at him with different eyes. It was the first time he truly understood that this was the look of a lover, not an eye disease.
9th day: . . . .
I used to wink at a blind man.
Thinking back to his collar and collarbone, the patriarch asked him if he was not afraid of the cold and put a coat on him, with his sister laughing beside him.
Zhang Qilin was hesitant. He was not sure what kind of feelings he had towards Jiuri.
But it won’t work without Jiu Ri’s company.
Long-term companionship is the most affectionate confession.
So when Jiu Ri approached Zhang Qilin again, Zhang Qilin turned around and Jiu Ri stopped.
Zhang Qilin carefully described his eyes, which were big, bright, and black without myopia. They were always sparkling when he looked at him, as if he was someone who was very happy to see something.
He was always enthusiastic towards him and never overstepped the boundaries.
This time, Zhang Qilin looked at Jiuri and thought that he would look very beautiful when he cried.
There was a gleam of light in her beautiful eyes, very beautiful, and a simple and deadly desire to get closer.
Jiu Ri seemed to hear his own heartbeat, and the patriarch covered his eyes with his hands.
He felt the patriarch approaching, his breathing was so light that it exploded in Jiuri's ears.
Until his lips were touched and opened, the fireworks of the ninth day bloomed.
The patriarch was so enthusiastic, so he hugged his patriarch with trembling hands and responded to the enthusiasm.
His patriarch is not a god who can be taken away and used by others, he is the patriarch of the nine suns.
He had so much to say, and this moment fulfilled it all.
Sister, I am very happy.
Eighth sister: No dog food!!! She won’t endure the bitterness of love. She doesn’t have a love brain.