Lamei shook her head: "No, she has to run from the billet field, and she will trample on a lot of billets." What's more, as soon as you show up, she will recognize you when she goes out to run errands in the future. ”

Rhubarb: "What then?"

Lamei: "I'm going to stop her." ”

Lamei came behind Tong Gui Sui in the space passage, stretched out her hand, covered Tong Gui Sui's eyes with a black scarf, and dragged her into the space passage.

Then take her and come to the big willow tree in the space passage. Push her out of the space again, then remove the scarf.

Tong Gui just poked a few blanks with a grinding stick, his eyes couldn't see anything, he felt as if he was covered by something, and then his whole body floated up. When I opened my eyes again and saw things clearly, I was under the big willow tree along the north pit.

The big willow tree is west along the pit, there are about 50 meters away from the road under the billet field, there are more than 100 meters from the pit to the billet field, because there is a small inlet in the middle to separate, the walking route is triangular. To get from the billet field to the big willow tree, she had to walk at least a bag of cigarettes, but she felt that she had come to the big willow tree in an instant.

Tong Gui's surprise was not trivial, and he suspected that he was being beaten by a ghost. Look at the billet field, there is a human figure walking there, the man's eyes are shining red, and his hair is snow-white.

"Mother, it's really ......"

Tong Gui was so frightened that he ran home tremblingly.

Tong Gui had nightmares all night, and the next day he had a high fever. Husband Wang Changrun complained: "I said I wouldn't let you go, you have to go." It's good that I didn't scare you to death! Since the white-haired grandmother gave him food, it shows that her heart is towards him. You are stunned to go against the people of God's family, will there be good?!"

Tong Gui said in a trembling voice: "I am unwilling. A rich peasant, why is the white-haired old woman facing him?"

Wang Changrun: "The gods don't give you the ingredients! You are burned like this, and you are frightened, who do you say we should call to show you?"

Tong Gui thought about it casually, looked at the kang and said, "You called Lamei and asked her to calculate the fortune at home, and see what she met last night?"

Wang Changrun: "Call home? You usually hate her so much that the root of her tooth hurts, why do you remember to call home?"

Tong Guisui: "Are you willing to do it? You can count her hexagrams in this corner, and you can still talk to the white-haired grandmother, don't you ask her to call anyone? You can't go to her house, can you? There are so many people, you still want the people on the team to know about this!"

Wang Changrun: "Didn't you say it was a white-haired grandmother?"

Tong Guisui: "What if not?"

Wang Changrun: "What if?"

Tong Guisui: "If Lamei wants to say yes, I will immediately get up and burn incense, kowtow, and make amends to the white-haired grandmother; In this corner, the white-haired grandmother is scared. ”

Tong Gui was completely cowardly this time: she hated Lamei for asking Wang Changshui's second son to give the second cripple a banner, and she also hated Lamei for asking Wang Li's family for food from the white-haired grandmother, and encouraged Wang Changshui to take off the blank.

Lamei also pretended to say that it was her own, and when she saw Wang Changshui's brothers' Zhang Luojin'er and the billet there at night, the ghost believed that it was true! It was only after she saw Wang Changshui's brothers looking at the billet there that she had the idea of going to destroy the billet late at night.

What made Tong Guisui feel relieved was that the figure didn't do anything about himself, but just moved himself out of the billet field, put it under the big willow tree, and went to clean up the mud that had been poked by himself.

He even showed up for himself to see. It looks like a white-haired grandmother, whether it is or not, because of the distance, I can't see it clearly, but in my heart I think it's a white-haired grandmother.

It was precisely because she was a white-haired grandmother that she was not scared to death. If it looked like a ghost hanged or something, there wouldn't be today.

Tong Gui hates Lamei. But hate to hate, if something strange happens, I have to beg her, because her hexagram spirit can still speak to the white-haired grandmother. Anyway, she didn't know about it, so let her give the detective a breath, and she would have a bottom in her heart.

Wang Changrun pursed his lips and complained: "Hmph! When you mention it, you grit your teeth with hatred, and you go to ask people when you encounter something, I really don't know what you think?"

Complaining is complaining, Wang Changrun still called Lamei home.

Lamei smiled secretly in her heart, pretended to inquire about the situation, and then sifted the soil to calculate the hexagram. Looking at the "hexagram" that turned in the sand and soil, Lamei explained: "That figure is a white-haired grandmother. The old grandmother went to check the billet field at night, and happened to meet you poking the billet with a grinding stick.

"The blank that has just been taken off will be destroyed as soon as you poke it, and the old grandmother will use her divine power to get you under the big willow tree. Then he personally went to the billet field to repair the broken billet. ”

"Did the white-haired grandmother say anything?" asked Tong Gui in a trembling voice.

Lamei: "Did. The white-haired grandmother said that neighbors should help each other, and they should not be jealous of whoever is better. The people she helps are all people with good hearts and good deeds on weekdays.

"As long as she helped once, she would cover him for the rest of his life, and whoever bullied them, give them a little color, until he realized his mistake. ”

Wang Changrun felt a chill down his spine when he heard this, and said curtly: "The white-haired grandmother didn't say how to make amends?"

Lamei: "Say, let her pay attention to accumulating virtue and doing good deeds in the future." ”

Tong Guisui: "Did you say what to do?"

Lamei: "The teachings of the Divine Family are to the point to the end, how can they be specific to how to do it?"

Tong Gui followed the frosted eggplant, and with the support of her husband Wang Changrun, she went to Lamei's house, personally went to the white-haired grandmother's tablet and lit three incense sticks, kowtowed three times, and never dared to say anything about the house again.

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The story of Wang Changsuo and Wang Changshui's two debilitating soon spread in Wangdian Village.

Good guy, more than 500 catties of grain a day are given by the white-haired grandmother of the god family, and the people on the team have eaten a full meal for a day! Moreover, it is also pure cornmeal, in this era of eating starch wotou and drinking thin vegetable porridge, it is really a day like a fairy!

Everyone knows that there is a little silly Nier in Team 11, who is protected by a white-haired god, and a production team is all stained. I didn't expect this white-haired grandmother to be so generous, and she actually took care of the house's repair and construction of the house!

People are envious, and when they see the cadres and members of the 11th team, they all give a thumbs up and praise the people of the 11th team for their blessings.

The people of the eleventh team knew the blessings and cherished the blessings, knowing that this was the white-haired grandmother attracted by Lamei, and no one regarded her as a little silly Nier anymore, and greeted her when they saw her. If there is anything psychological, he is willing to say anything to her, as if he is not facing a ten-year-old girl, but a white-haired grandmother.

Lamei also lived up to everyone's expectations, in addition to going to the hotels and restaurants in the previous life every day to collect leftover steamed buns, and ensuring that the members of the 11th team had a meal of mixed meat dishes every day, they also had to send corn to each family every three or five days. Although there are not many of them, they can guarantee that every family can drink cornmeal porridge.