Chapter 43: It's not bad to have a man in the family

"What's this? This person is Xiang Yongliang's unlucky son Xiang Gang?

"I've grown taller and stronger. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info haven't seen each other for seven years, and your youngest son has grown from a thin red monkey to an age where cats hate dogs. ā€

"Go, go, go!

"What are you doing with this? I didn't hear him just say that the troops let him take a long vacation...... Are you going to be a soldier?"

"It's terrible! Our village has also released the army!"

Mrs. Shu heard that her feet slipped, "What, what?"

The shameless stinky man she just scolded was actually a release from the army?

She was so frightened that she almost fell on the muddy floor.

I don't know what I stepped on at my feet, it was soft, and I subconsciously looked down - a bamboo leaf green with a whole body of jasper, coiled at her feet, was spitting snake letters at her.

The black eyeballs, in the clear moonlight, look particularly penetrating.

Mrs. Shu was so frightened that she screamed: "Ahhhhh

Then he got up and ran away like Hot Wheels.

Jin also disappeared into the night.

"Snakes, it can't be those poisonous snakes from the Jianjun family, right? That's bad!"

"Don't scare me! My window paper has been broken for a few days and I haven't had time to paste it, oh hey! I'm so scared that my goosebumps are up, baby daddy, go home and plug in the deadbolt and paste the window paper......"

The melon-eating crowd who were watching the play immediately dispersed.

"Do you have a snake or a poisonous snake?" Xiang Gang grabbed a few words and turned his head to glare at Qingling, "Then you dare to live alone?"

Qingling: "......"

Little Jin, call your little snake brother and run away! This man may enter the house and kill the snake.

"You wait here, don't rush into the house. I'll come when I go. Xiang Gang handed the rattan basket, then turned his head and disappeared into the night.

Qingling blinked blankly. What do you mean?

Angry that she didn't tell the truth?

But can she be blamed for this! If there is really a snake in the house, cough, there is, but it is not the little snake brother sent by Xiaojin to guard the house and the courtyard, an old acquaintance, will not harm her. Therefore, she didn't treat them as outsiders, and even felt that there were three brothers in Xiaoban, and they were very relieved to live.

And Dr. Zhang and the old couple asked her to say that there were no snakes in the house, and when they saw that she was alive and well, they also believed it. So much so that today's dinner table was full of Xiang Gang talking about his hard work outside and the changes in the village in the past few years, and he didn't think of this stubble.

But it doesn't matter to him whether he talks about it or not, why is he so nervous? And he doesn't say what to do, just let her wait stupidly. Qingling patted her forehead, and simply opened the courtyard door to put away the dried mushrooms.

"Didn't you ask you to wait at the door?How did you get in?" Xiang Gang came back with a bundle of unknown kinds of grass, and saw Qingling squatting in the yard to collect mushrooms, her brows furrowed, and she strode forward, and dragged her by the collar to the gate of the courtyard, "Don't be in a hurry to stay alive." I'll smoke your house first, where are the matches? You say, I'll go find it. ā€

"Smoked snake?" Qingling seemed to understand his intentions. Fortunately, Xiaojin is psychic, and he took the three Xiaoban brothers back to the mountains to hunt before him. Otherwise, it's really choking.

"Actually, there are no snakes in my house. Qingling swallowed her saliva and decided to tell him the "truth", "But my grandmother and uncle always wanted to occupy the house left by my father, so I didn't report the good news to everyone." ā€

Xiang Gang glanced at her, still went into the stove room to find matches, and said when he came out: "Whether there is it or not, don't worry about it." Don't be afraid, this grass is called snake hate, it is the natural enemy of snakes, they can't hide when they smell this smell, and they won't attack people. I picked some more, and after you smoked the rest, you turned back and dried them, tied them into bundles and hung them behind each door, and even if the snake came back, they would not dare to enter the house. After saying that, he drove away.

Qingling squatted at the gate of the courtyard, embarrassed to see someone busy in and out of the house. Suddenly, I felt that it was really nice to have such a man in my family!

Because the snake weed is freshly picked and is not easy to ignite, Xiang Gang found some dead trees and dry firewood, tied it into a ball with the snake weed, and then inserted it into a wooden stick with a thick arm, which became a simple torch. Xiang Gang lit a torch and walked around the room.

When the wet grass meets the fire, it emits thick white smoke, and at the same time there is a strange smell that is very unpleasant, which is thought to be the smell of snake weed. Not to mention that snakes will take a detour when they smell this smell, and people can't stand it.

Qingling almost pinched her nose and watched the whole process.

The torch burned to the end, and only the ignition on the wooden stick remained, and Xiang Gang threw it directly into the stove.

"Your arm hurts and it's inconvenient, I'll boil you some hot water and come back." ā€

As he spoke, he brushed the cauldron clean, filled it with water, put on the fire in the stove, and lifted the bucket to fetch water in the front yard. Fill the water tanks inside and outside the house, one large and one small, with water before stopping.

wiped a handful of sweat, looked at Shangqing Ling's bright eyes, and felt a burst of heat at the root of the gang's ear, coughed lightly and said, "The water will be hot soon, I'm leaving, remember to lock the doors and windows." ā€

"Oh, thank you. Qingling lowered her head.

In her previous life, she had never experienced the love of men and women, and she was only eight or nine years old before following the palace master, and she was an ignorant little girl; when she went to the underground palace, the opportunity to contact foreign men was even rarer, except for the master who was over sixty years old and the repair master in his early fifties, the others were sisters.

Because the palace master has suffered a deep emotional injury, he changes his face when he mentions men, so no one in the sisters dares to talk about the opposite sex in the underground palace, let alone bring people back.

In the past seven years, I have heard Qingfeng and Qingyue whisper to her about the goodness of men: with a majestic body and strong arms, it seems that with such a person by her side, she is not afraid of anything......

Shaking her head, Qingling pulled back from her wandering thoughts.

What's wrong with her? Didn't she just help smoke the house and fill two jars of water? Why do you think he's a good person to be trusted?

However, compared with Lin Yang, who Shu Yingfang loves, it is this person who makes her want to be close.

Back in the stove room, the water was already hot, Qingling took the gourd and scooped it into the bathtub spoonful, spoonful, the water temperature was just right for wiping the bath.

When she looked down, her nose smelled the smell of sweat from her blouse, and she bared her teeth in embarrassment.

This was still the day before yesterday when I was taking a bath, and Grandma Zhang helped change it, and it only smelled sour again for two days. Did the man smell it? Why didn't he frown when he smelled it?

Qingling was entangled while wiping the bath.

After wiping the bath, I saw that there was still a lot of hot water in the pot, so I grabbed a handful of dried mugwort leaves that Grandpa Zhang gave her, soaked them, and used them to wipe the mat and pillow. It is said that this will not cause prickly heat.

Everything was done, the moxa wool smoked by mosquitoes in the bedroom burned out, and Xiaojin also came back in the bright moonlight.

Xu enjoyed a beautiful meal on the mountain, and his expression was lazy.