Mu Dun'er sat on the kang, directly opposite the concubine, her scream scared his soul into a shiver, and subconsciously followed the howl of 'ah', and slipped down the kang. The little man snatched a dog to eat when his feet were unstable, and fortunately smashed his head on the concubine's leg, but the injury hurt a few times.

At this time, he reluctantly admitted that he was sitting up straight with a sledgehammer, and he didn't do anything bad in his life, but he was afraid that the ghost would knock on the door in the middle of the night......

If he was still illusory and afraid before, now he has traveled to the ancient countryside where birds don't poop and chickens don't lay eggs, and he has encountered such bizarre things, and it is not impossible for such a common thing to hit ghosts.

But listening to the concubine's continuous high-frequency screams in front, why is the man's rough scream still echoing on the top of his head?

Mu Dun'er hadn't come back to his senses yet, but he felt a gust of cold wind whistling towards him behind him, and suddenly goosebumps scrambled out all over his body. Then he heard a thud, and a huge object smashed down next to him—

"Ahh

Mu Dun'er only felt that he was being picked up by the waist, and the strength was no less than the strength of the concubine's hand holding him just now, which was enough to strangle him. What makes it even more so is that the flesh of these arms is firmer and harder.

……

The concubine saw that the head of the cloak was rushing towards her, and then stopped in front of her, and the long hair instantly drowned the cheap son, covering his whole body.

"Chai Rong!" the two faced each other, and the concubine cried out through gritted teeth.

Why, people are scary and scared to death, don't you know?

"What the hell are you wearing at night!"

Chai Rong's eyes widened, and he wanted to look behind but didn't dare to look: "Ghost...... Where?" he asked in a trembling voice.

Bah!

Just such a big quail guts still running all over the mountains all day long, and if they don't come back at night, they won't come back, and they don't know which horn in the cat mountain will spend the night. What did you think at that time, so that you were not afraid of ghosts?

"You......'re the ghost! Why are you in the house, with your hair scattered? Do you want to scare people to death?"

Mu Dun'er couldn't understand that these two goods still had time to talk about homely things.

Is he going to die? Is there anyone who finds out that he is still strangled and is almost unable to breathe?

Hold the grass, be self-reliant, and support yourself.

Mu Dun'er didn't expect the pair of two goods to think that the house was flooded by his cheap father's thick and sour long hair.

Knowing that the head above him was not a ghost, he had no scruples, stretched out his little hand, and almost used his strength to pull a lock of hair from his cheap father and pull it fiercely.

Then I heard a scream, and the thick arm on his waist finally loosened the shackles, and he fell to the ground with a thud, and the pain in his ass was piercing.

"it!"

He couldn't help but scold, and before he could come back to his senses, Chai's second sister-in-law's high-pitched voice overshadowed him:

"I don't sleep in the middle of the night, ghosts, gods, who are you scaring about?!" said as if she wasn't the one who kept making noise and wouldn't let others sleep.

"Gu Xunmei, if you don't look down on me, just say it, don't clean up some demon moths-" The door of the east house creaked open, and the sound was getting closer and closer, it seemed like he was looking for the door to fight, but the second brother Chai chased him out halfway, and walked back with her.

The two of them pulled and scolded, and they let Mrs. Chai drink that throat and shook back:

"The second family, you two stop and stop, you don't sleep at night and let others not sleep?

"Mother, we don't mean that - don't quarrel, don't quarrel. ”

Second Brother Chai lowered his voice and scolded Chai's second sister-in-law, and the two of them pulled back to the East House, but there were no extra words.

As a result, the entire Chai family and the entire Osmanthus Village were quiet.

The concubine didn't take Chai's second sister-in-law's overture to heart at all, and purely treated her as a stinky ****.

She got up and patted the ash on her buttocks, and then consciously hugged the wooden pier to the kang again.

"I—I'm itching, I'm going to put it down—scratch. Chai Rong squeezed to the edge of the wall and lowered his head to mutter.

The concubine was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that he was answering her question before she was interrupted by Chai's second sister-in-law just now.

"Then, when you're in the house in the future, let me know. Otherwise, it's really scary at night. Chai Rong's tall man shrunk into a ball, his clear voice was full of infinite grievances, and the concubine looked at him strangely pitiful, and couldn't help but soften her voice to explain to him.

Finally, I don't forget to add:

"You're going to spend the night waiting for tomorrow - I'll wash your hair?"

"Huh?" Chai Rong was stunned, and hurriedly waved his hand, shaking his head like a wave drum: "No, no, I'll go down to the river tomorrow!"

Shabu-shabu――

Do you treat yourself as mutton? Mu Dun'er laughed so much, he is a stupid father, it is so funny. It's just that the cheap lady wants to wash the hair of the cheap father...... Didn't you fall in love with that beautiful face? Just her working frame also washed people's hair, and if she didn't treat his head and hair as chicken feathers, he would be considered a big fate.

The concubine was actually stunned after speaking, where did she wash people's hair, and others have always served her.

Since she was reborn, she couldn't help but have a little smell of her hair, and she washed it herself, but she didn't feel like it was washed yet...... Why, when she thought about it, her head started to itch too......

"Well, that's fine, you can wash it yourself. She got a step, and she hurried down.

She must have scared him out of her brain just now, and she intermittently wanted to be a good person and do good deeds.

However, judging from Chai Rong's frightened overreaction, how bad she was to him before, how could a word scare him like that? Moreover, every time she spoke to him by name, he didn't look at her directly, even if it was in a space, he chose the farthest distance from her.

Gu Xunmei is considered tall among women, but compared with Chai Rong's toned figure, she can only be regarded as a bird, and Chai Rong is also full of martial arts, so if she can scare him like this, she will be treated coldly and violently when she touches it......

The concubine sighed, "Let's rest." After a busy day, she was so tired that she panicked when she used her brain.

Before she had finished laying the quilt, she heard a crackling sound, and the firewood Rong had already laid out the futon and was lying down.

Looking back again, Mu Dun'er was eight feet away from her, obediently nesting in the quilt of Chai Rong, with her butt facing her.

…… broke his head, and came out again at night, and he was scared to the ground, and he was still kissed by his stupid father. The concubine said that she could only explain it by the nature of father and son.

It's okay to let her sleep with a child in her arms, and she doesn't know if she can sleep or not.

However, the concubine, who was tired as a dog, didn't comb her face or wash her head, and fell asleep after a while on the kang, but Mu Dun'er regretted it and wanted to every minute.

Although he is small now, he is also an adult man, and he is tired of a strange woman who is his mother, which is also taking advantage of others.

However, smelling the sourness on his stupid father's head, he would rather go against his conscience as a decent man and gentleman and squeeze his cheap mother's side, at least not so flustered, right?

The most unbearable thing is that I don't know if it's the stupid dad who is afraid of him being cold, so he holds him tightly in his arms, like holding a priceless baby, he just doesn't let go-

Vomit!

Wash your hair and hey, Daddy.