The autumn sun was cold, and the wind and dew were heavy in the morning, and Feng Feng knelt there for a while before feeling that her body was stiff again. The thought inside was spinning and her mind was swollen.

She looked sideways, and secretly moved her weak body, and then suddenly saw an old mother come in from the other side of the yard, looking at her dress, and looking at the people who were washing in the courtyard to look at her eyes, this old mother seemed to be in charge.

Feng Feng was afraid that someone would find fault with him again, so he was busy straightening his body again, and his heart was slightly shocked. But this was actually unnecessary, because the old mother didn't pay much attention to Fengfeng kneeling under the window, and she didn't even look at anyone in the yard, but just hurriedly ran into the wife's house all the way to herself.

It's so urgent, but what's going on? Feng Feng's heart was full of thoughts, and while thinking quietly in the bottom of her heart, she naturally kept her heart.

At this time, I heard the sound of the bead curtain in the room, and the old woman gasped and said goodbye to his wife. It was rude to go in and meet his wife before he could calm down in this heavy voice, and how could she be so rude if she had not been in a hurry or had been frightened in some way?

Obviously, the wife and the eldest young master inside also realized this, and the wife did not speak, but only motioned to the mother with a dignified look in her eyes.

After a while, the old mother's voice was a little dry, and the anxiety became more and more obvious and cramped: "Madam, the grass in our backyard will be ...... overnight Turned blood red! After a pause, his voice dropped suddenly.

Feng Feng's eyes moved.

There was a momentary silence in the inner room, and it was clear that the news had come abruptly and ominously, and the air around it seemed to freeze.

The old mother had to bite the bullet and continue, and her voice was lowered: "And it smells fishy, I'm afraid it won't be...... Don't be a bad omen! "There was another snort halfway through, and the end note fell steadily.

My wife's heart was shocked again! Infected with the fear of the mother-in-law, the whole person was a thrill when he heard the words "bad omen"!

Feng Feng, who was kneeling at the base of the window outside the house, moved in his heart...... What this woman is looking back on now, she saw last night! And she was also frightened by the strangely colored meadow! But when she returned to the house, she calmed down, and soon suppressed the matter, thinking that either she was dazzled by herself, or there was a problem with the irrigation water that caused the grass and trees to change color, which is also in the countryside, so she didn't put it in her heart.

Now that she heard that this old mother had replied as if it was a big deal, she felt that it was really a little interesting.

Like Wanjia, a big family has always regarded feng shui and heavenly signs as important, but presumably this good lawn has changed color, and what color is not good to be red...... Are there fewer wronged creatures in this house who died in vain? It is not surprising that there is no relief from wandering among them day after day, and it is not surprising that they appear from time to time and wait for opportunities to do strange things! Therefore, the crimson meadow is enough for these people who have ghosts in their hearts to bear it!

"Bad Omen......" A cold trace of thought floated in her heart, Feng Feng drooped her eyelids slowly, and the silent love silk moved in her heart, she secretly tossed and turned in her heart, it was really a sign from heaven, and it was really all the fate of Zhaozhao's fate, and it was the setting off of that big drama!

As soon as the thought fell, her mind was buzzing, and at the same time, a faint, ghostly voice in her heart told her: "Those who owe life and tears will have to pay back sooner or later." This recovery of unjust creditors is about to begin......" This voice is so cramped and so sharp. It is not deliberately publicized, and the insects and ants climb from shallow to thick, and cannot be ignored for a moment!

At this time, there was a steady voice from the eldest young master in the dark room, his expression should be calm, he is a newly educated person who has seen the scene, even if he does not believe in fate and ghosts, but when he encounters something, he will think a little more: "Mom, don't worry about it first." The voice was slightly raised, and the right comforted the mother, "I wonder if there is a problem with the water?" "It's not unheard of this kind of thing, it's not necessarily a natural omen, you don't have to think about it before it happens!" The end note fell.

Different from his wife's panic, the eldest young master didn't seem to realize what a big thing it was.

I don't know if it was his son's steady words that fixed his wife's heart, and he had to calm down for a while, and his wife felt that she was not as flustered as Fang Cai. However, the haze in my heart cannot be completely dissipated. She nodded to Jinyu, and then looked at the old woman again, and her tone was grim: "How many people know about this matter?" "Majesty in its own right.

The old mother didn't dare to delay for a moment, nodded hurriedly, and hurriedly whispered: "There shouldn't be a few people who know the Dao, and the ones who know the Dao are also the few ...... in our Qingyang Courtyard" The voice gradually fell softer, and the voice seemed to be exploring.

Mrs. narrowed her eyes and had a number in her heart. Immediately, his eyes were raised, his face was undiminished, and his voice was a little aggressive: "Tell the people in this courtyard that no one is allowed to talk nonsense to me!" The eyes were slowly half-narrowed, and the voice stopped at just the right place, and after a pause, it got up again, and a pulse of sharp energy was put into a thick way, "If I find out, I will cut his tongue!" The last sentence fell even more violently, shaking the air around it! Bluffing people subconsciously shakes their shoulders.

The wife's aura has always been strong, and most people are used to it. The old mother didn't dare to slack off her chin and wrote it down, and went out after answering the call.

"Wait a minute!"

It hadn't been a few steps before the sound of the wife's stop sounding behind her. The old mother must have been in her heart, and suddenly turned around: "What else does the wife have to say?" ”

The lady's gaze was slow, and a faint shadow cast by the sun hung on her clean face, paving a faint dark color there, which seemed to echo the haze that could not be dissolved in the depths of her heart: "Clean the red-stained grass as soon as possible." The voice was soft, not deliberately emphasized, but still unquestionable.

When the old woman heard this, her heart moved, and she was too busy to respond, and then she withdrew at the signal of his wife's gaze.

The atmosphere in the room was a little dignified, and this solemnity made Jinyu a little uncomfortable: "Mom." He glanced sideways at his wife, pulled his lips and smiled, wanting to break this inexplicable solemnity, "Don't take your heart too seriously, it's all some futile troubles, why bother with these inexplicable things?" "Eyebrows gathered.

The wife came back to her senses, and when she looked at her son, she felt comforted. Even though she is the most vicious, cruel and cold woman in the world, she will always have the softest side in front of her dearest and beloved son...... This is a natural feeling between mother and child, and most mothers in the world are like this!

At a glance, Mrs. slowly relaxed, frowned and sighed slightly: "I hope as you said, everything is mediocre self-disturbance!" "Soon, definitely," the master is coming back, don't make any more moths. Suddenly, my heart twitched, and for some reason, I made my wife frown, and soon returned to normal. She seemed to vaguely sense something, and it seemed that it was just a mediocre disturbance.

The eldest young master responded, shook his head with a smile on his lips, and immediately looked at his mother: "There is nothing to do, mother, don't be too naughty!" He was really distressed and a little helpless at the same time.

The wife pursed her lips slowly, nodded immediately, looked at her son and smiled, and suppressed the long mist of sorrow that had inexplicably grown in her heart, forcing the whole person to calm down.