Chapter 120: Weird

Song Chunguang stewed a large pot of radish strips and stewed wild boar, stuffed a few pieces of coarse wood into the stove and smoldered it.

Then he followed his younger brother and little niece back to the river, said hello to his parents and brothers who had not yet finished work, and rushed back to his house early while the sun was setting.

The elderly and children in the family, she is not at ease.

Song Chunan packed up half a bag of peach crisp and half a bag of chicken cake, and half a bag of brown sugar for her as a return gift.

Song Chunguang refused to take it alive or dead, and wanted to leave it to his little niece to raise her body.

She still doesn't know what the situation is in her mother's family? A family of more than a dozen people lives together, barely making a belly, how can she be willing to buy these good things?

Not to mention that he can be given to Andy so old.

No, I must have bought it with the salary earned by Song Ci's filming.

Song Chunguang felt honored.

Her little niece is only a few years old, and she can earn a salary!

But she also said a few words to her big brother, telling her to save some money and keep it for the children to go to school in the future.

Song Chun'an saw that she really refused to accept it, thought about it, changed the gift, and picked up a fat rabbit in the yard to bring her back.

It's not good to ask his sister to go back to her parents' house, and she has to go back empty-handed, right? Their family is not like Wang Xinfeng, it's embarrassing.

Song Chunguang saw that there were two rabbits at home, and heard that the brigade would kill pigs and share meat at night, and his mother's family did not lack this bite of rabbit meat to eat for the time being, so he happily brought this generous gift.

Her mother's family is generous, her brother is willing to support her face, and her face is bright when she goes back to her mother-in-law's house!

Song Ci likes her aunt, and she feels very sorry for her aunt's suffering when she was a child, so she thinks that a rabbit may be a little thin as a return gift, and she thinks about touching something on the way.

By the way, she also showed her father the power of her ability, so that she was always worried, not called this, not allowed to do that, always afraid that she would hurt herself.

What's the hour?

Song Ci obediently shouted that she was reluctant to be hugged by her aunt, and set aside her ears to listen to the adults, turning her eyes and looking up and down, left and right.

Listening to his father and aunt talking about catching wild boars, Song Ci slapped himself on the head.

How did you forget that she had a special ability, stupid or not.

"What's wrong? Headache?"

Song Chunguang asked nervously, pulling away her little hand to check her forehead, it was all red.

Song Ci smiled and shook his head:

"It seems that a mosquito wants to bite me, and I have beaten it away. ”

Song Chunguang saw that her forehead was bare, and she didn't find a little red dot or something like that, so she was relieved.

"You have thin skin and flesh, mosquitoes love you like this, go back and get some wormwood on your body, and smoke the mosquitoes away. ”

As he spoke, he turned his head and asked his brother:

"Do you have enough mosquito nets at home? ”

Song Chunan nodded in response, and glanced at her daughter with deep meaning, always feeling that the little girl was going to be weird.

Song Ci grinned with his father without any indifference, turned his head to lie in his aunt's arms, closed his eyes and released his spiritual power.

Huh? Seems to be weird.

Song Ci noticed an abnormal reaction, as if the frequency of the ultrasonic feedback released was incorrect, and the feeling was very subtle.

It's a pity that it's a little far away, and I can't "see" it clearly.

Song Ci pointed over without hesitation:

"Auntie, go over there!"

Song Chun'an's sister and brother looked at each other at the same time, and their brows were furrowed.

"It's a graveyard over there, what are you doing there?"

Song Ci looked at the two of them with the same frowning expression interestingly, and gave her father a "you know" look.

Song Chun'an was silent for a moment, feeling the weight of the basket in his hand, and the rabbit in it, which had been lazily pretending to be dead, suddenly became restless and struggled to escape.

Animals are more sensitive than humans, so do they perceive any danger?

Can't take any chances.

Song Chunan opened his mouth and wanted to refuse.

But Song Ci was anxious to speak first:

"There seems to be a treasure there, and it's too late to miss it!"

Song Chunguang looked at the two men who didn't look right, and calmly didn't say anything to make trouble.

Song Chunan saw that her daughter was really anxious, gritted her teeth, and asked again:

"What's the baby, isn't it dangerous?"

Song Ci shook his head vigorously, patted his aunt's shoulder and urged him to leave:

"It's not dangerous, it's going to run, it's probably a ginseng doll? Hurry up, I can't catch up if I delay any longer!"