"Little starling, can you help me retouch my phone, I won't get it."

"Okay, what do you want? Phoenix? Peacock? Overlord flowers? ”

"Two green immortal rice! We're little fairy farmers, we have to have our own characteristics, hehe. ”

The mobile phone has become beautiful, the prestige group has been added, Li Niang can't care about greeting the little fairy farmers in the group, and asked Ji Xiaoba to help her make cotton clothes, the fairy does it quickly, the materials are ready, and it becomes two sets of cotton clothes and pants with a snap of her fingers, thin, strong and warm, really good.

Cotton clothes are all a matter of flicking a finger, not to mention a few pairs of boxer shorts, but Ji Xiaoba's expression is too strange, Li Niang has to explain to him that she is preparing for the third uncle who is about to go on the expedition.

Ji Xiaoba, who sneaked over while Ji Teng was not in Xiandao, he muttered to Li Niang that since Ji Teng came back to take power, the little fairy farmers have been miserable, not to mention the workload, and even their spare time has to be strictly guarded.

But the little immortal farmers dare not speak out, now the situation is not good, not to mention the aggravation of the environment, the extraterritorial heavenly demons have also captured a small piece of territory on the edge of the heavenly court, and the prestige has exploded, and there are many videos of the heavenly demon battlefield, which are particularly cruel and bloody.

Li Niang immediately opened it and found that the so-called Heavenly Demon was a gray phantom, and the stronger and more real the phantom condensed, the higher the strength of the Heavenly Demon.

Ji Xiaoba continued to chatter, Ji Teng has strict management, saying that the owner of the village has an order, for the sake of the safety of Xianzhuang, everyone privately scolded him for holding chicken feathers as an arrow, Xiao Xiannong's prestige group, that is the Holy Land of Tucao, and he will definitely not pull Ji Teng Daxian in.

Li Niang felt that this was actually a warning, so she nodded, "Little starling, don't worry, I won't pull Ji Teng Daxian into the group, and who else can't pull it, you tell me, so that it will be difficult to remedy what I did wrong." ”

Ji Xiaoba was a little embarrassed, scratched his head and said: "Mo Liniang, don't misunderstand, don't talk nonsense to the owner, we definitely don't want to do it against Ji Teng, it's just that you have to understand that the prestige group is a holy place to complain, and what you say is like a fart, and it's over when it's over, it's not counted." ”

"I understand." Li Niang continued to nod her head in understanding, poking and poking her fingers, and making the security settings the highest, unless she was there in person, she couldn't apply for any of her friends.

Oh, except for the owner and Ji Yuan, these two have to be added.

Ji Xiaoba didn't know when Ji Teng would come back, what should be done was done, what should be said was said, he should also leave, the cloud wall enchantment under his jurisdiction was attacked by insects at two ends in three days, and he really didn't dare to leave for too long.

Knowing that Ji Teng was not there, Li Niang had even more reason to be lazy, she watched TV for a while, slept beautifully in the wooden house, and then got up and went home to cook.

Before Zigui passed the word, saying that the offerings were prepared, but early in the morning, Shubai still killed the two pheasants reserved for cooking, and Li Niang steamed two baskets of white-flour steamed buns, plus incense candle ingots, a pair of baskets were full, and the third uncle rushed to carry the burden, and Shubai couldn't compete with him.

The three brothers and sisters followed the third uncle to the second room, and found that the family had just gotten up, sleepy-eyed and yawning.

Karen Mok leaned over to the basket and asked, "What have you prepared?" ”

Shubai stepped forward, "Before Zigui said that the offerings were prepared by my grandmother and second aunt, so we took two pheasants and a few steamed buns, and the third uncle came back, I was afraid that the incense and candle ingots were not enough, so I added a little." ”

Mo Wenrui had already smelled the fragrance of the white-flour steamed buns, reached out to open the lid of the basket, took a steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth, "Well, it's still hot, Zigui Ziyang, come over and eat some, eat well and work." ”

The two boys immediately rushed over, one took two steamed buns and took a big bite to gnaw, Ziyang saw his sister Mei Niang looking at the kitchen door, so he threw two to her, "Divide one for my mother to eat, and then make some rice soup, this dry food choked panic, Li Niang, why don't you decorate some water, how to be thirsty on the mountain for a while." ”

Li Niang lowered her eyes, and secretly said that no matter how hard she did, she didn't see you choking to death, and the two cages of steamed buns will be half cut off for your father, what will my mother eat in a while? Those who rob food from their ancestors are not afraid of retribution?

In fact, Shubai and Qingyuan's backpacks have water bladders in them, but Shubai stands quietly and doesn't speak, and Qingyuan doesn't care if people are thirsty or not.

Wang appeared at the door of the main room, staring at this side with a pair of triangular eyes, Mo Wenwu felt bad, so he took the initiative to go to the kitchen to find a plate, packed four steamed buns and sent them to the house, and asked his adoptive parents to enjoy them slowly, and then he stacked the two baskets together and moved them aside, never to take them again.

Twenty big steamed buns, most of them were cut off at once, and there were still four poor ones, only enough to hold a plate, how could the ancestors divide it, Li Niang walked into the kitchen, wanting to see what Xiao Wang had prepared, but there was nothing else except a pot of gruel.

Li Niang asked, "Second aunt, have you prepared all the offerings?" I didn't pretend to help you. ”

"Don't you have two pheasants? There are also white-flour steamed buns, what else do you need? If you stutter in these years, your ancestors have blessed you, and you are too outstanding, and then the Venerable Master is gossiping. ”

The second aunt said it, and then pointed to the upper room and said: "The real good things are offered in the hall, and your second uncle finally asked someone to invite back the Buddhist scriptures from the White Horse Temple, and they will be burned to the ancestors in a while, so as to ensure that our family will have another person in the coming year." ”

Li Niang turned around and left, these people who didn't take advantage of it enough, they felt that their eyes were dirty when they looked at it more.

The family was struggling, and when they really wanted to go up the mountain, they were all stuffed with the burden that the third uncle picked, the Buddhist scriptures prepared in the second room, and some incense, candles, and firecrackers.

At this time, the sound of firecrackers sounded everywhere on the mountain, and when the Mo family arrived at the foot of the mountain, they met several waves of villagers who had finished worshipping.

Shubai carried his backpack to Li Niang, and then carried Qingyuan on his body, Ziyang's eyes were rolling, and he suddenly reached out to grab the backpack cover behind Li Niang, "What are you putting in here?" ”

"My brother copied the scriptures, my mother likes them, and I want to burn them for her." Li Niang turned around and walked to her brother's side, hearing that it was not food and play, Ziyang was not interested in teasing her, this kid would run to pick a dog's tail grass for a while, and then run to the cemetery to see the excitement, in short, there was no stop, this is like a thirteen-year-old, with someone else's seven. Eight-year-olds are about the same.

The Mo family cemetery is on a sunny hillside, you can see the winding Jinshui River, and you can also see a corner of the capital, it is said that in order to fight for this feng shui treasure, the ancestors of the Mo family spent a lot of money.

The neat three rows of graves, now there are only four steamed buns and two pheasants, Mo Laoxiu's old face is not red, just put it in the next row, and the rest of the steps such as burning incense and paper for Buddhist scriptures are meticulous to do a full set, especially ingots, each grave has been burned, Shubai took the opportunity to burn the scriptures he copied in front of the tomb of his mother, Ji, except for Li Niang, no one knows that he burned the Taoist scriptures instead of Buddhist scriptures. (To be continued.) )