Chu muddy wing stretched out his hand to touch her head, stretched out his hand to roll his sleeve, "give this young master a hand, this young master give you a hand."

Shui Anluo looked up, blinked and looked at him with a smile, "OK, young master, what do you want to do? I'll take it for you."

He Xiaoran stood at the entrance of the stairs, looking back at the two people in the kitchen, his mouth slightly raised.

It's not necessarily good to be well matched. What suits her son is what she wants.

Chu chef in charge of the spoon, water small help is responsible for washing vegetables cut vegetables, this meal has not used an hour to finish the pot.

The eight dishes are all home-made. Chu Ni Yi combines the tastes of the whole family. Shui Anluo remembers them silently in his heart.

"My brother Chu is a talent." Water an Luo tut tut out of the voice, the food one by one out, and then to the upstairs mouth called: "grandma, Dad, mom, eat."

Chu muddy wing in the past put down the plate touched her head: "OK, after you are the family's small trumpet."

In the past, there was no such sound in this family.

Shui Anluo laughs and continues to serve food in the kitchen. When Chu Ni Yi wants to go to the kitchen, the mobile phone in the living room suddenly rings.

Chu muddy wing slightly a meal, not in the past, but to answer the phone.

The people over there didn't know what to say. Chu muddy wing's face changed slightly. Looking at the happy water in the kitchen, he said in a deep voice: "I know. I'll be there in a moment."

Chu muddy wing finished, put down the mobile phone, and Shui Anluo also just filled rice out, put down the rice bowl after looking up at Chu muddy wing: "what's the matter?"

"There's something wrong with Uncle Xiang. We'll go and have a look." Chu muddy wing said, looking up at the people downstairs, directly said: "Mom and Dad, there's something wrong with the hospital, let's go and have a look."

At the time of hearing Xiang Shu's two words, Shui Anluo is stunned for a moment. At this moment, he has untied his apron. After talking with Chu Mobai and he Xiaoran, he follows Chu muddy wing out.

He Xiaoran and Chu Mo Bai look at each other. What's the matter with the Spring Festival?

Chu muddy wing and water an Luo rushed to the hospital, directly went to Uncle Xiang in the small office outside the mortuary.

At this time, uncle Xiang is dealing with the wound on his knee, as if it was knocked out on the ground.

"Old man." Shui Anluo went in and cried out. He looked down and saw the old man's bloody knees.

"Here you are." Uncle Xiang said and put down the cotton ball in his hand.

Water an Luo anxious mouth: "how to return a responsibility?"

Chu muddy wing eyes fell on the slightly open door of the mortuary, suddenly thought of yesterday's party friends said.

The mortuary was stolen. Is it the turn of Chu's hospital?

"Around 11 a.m., I heard something going on in the morgue, so I wanted to go in and have a look." Uncle Xiang opened his mouth and said, the muscles in the corner of his eyes twitched slightly, as if he saw something incredible.

"What's going on in the morgue?" Shui Anluo can't help shaking his body. How can there be any movement in the place where there are all dead people?

"Yes, I feel strange too, so I plan to go in and have a look. As soon as I open the door, it's dark inside. A purple light suddenly passes by me and knocks me to my knees. After the purple light disappears, the morgue lights up suddenly, but -"

the more Shui Anluo listens, the colder he feels behind him.

Chu muddy wing listen to the words of Uncle Xiang, looking down at in the morgue door, suddenly, a small thing came into his eyes.

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