"You, looking at your appearance, you are not the kind of shrewd girl who is skilled in human feelings. Let me tell you this, your sister and her husband----- the two of them have just met, and the man is suddenly critically ill, will the man's family suspect your sister Kefu? Besides, even if the man doesn't dislike it, but you also said that the man is dying, if it happens, I mean just in case! What if something happens to that man, your sister, is she still alive? ”

I was stunned for a moment, looking at the serious face of my little daughter-in-law, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at? It's no joke."

"Don't worry, my sister's husband has no father or mother, and he is also a single child!" I laughed.

The little daughter-in-law said suspiciously: "Then you said that he was picked up by his family?" ”

"Uh" I scratched my head, and then said with a haha, "That's his servant, old servant, loyal and ruthless"

"Oh," the little daughter-in-law nodded, "It's still the son of a rich family!" If your sister's husband is safe, it's a great marriage! ”

Is it a good marriage?

Imagining the affectionate appearance of the red cotton and Langya Lang's concubine, I suddenly felt that this seemed to be very good!

If there is a red cotton, Langya's uncertain temperament will be much better, right?

It seems that in the future, it is better to hug the thighs of the red cotton

Approaching noon, the bright sun had already reached the eaves, and I worked with the little daughter-in-law to move the red cotton behind the curtain of the hall, and talked for a while, only to see Zhang Li come out of Aunt Zhen's room, but Zhang Yuan still did not show his face.

"I've been taking care of my daughter-in-law, and I've only come back for so long, and I don't want to talk to me!"

The little daughter-in-law complained to Zhang Li's two sentences, turned around and went to the stove to prepare dinner, and I and Hongmian settled in Zhang Li's house.

At night, I couldn't sleep over and over, and vaguely heard Zhang Yuan and Zhang Li in the hall in a low voice talking about the fox sixth master was wanted by the Yongning Palace, Zhang Li listened to it but was not in a hurry, only said that the villagers in this township, the older generation has been in the neighborhood for a lifetime, so they will not go to the whistleblower for a reward, and the younger generation does not often come and go, who knows what the portrait of our hall house looks like? It was too unbearable to just listen to the wind and rain and destroy the portrait.

"Since I promised the sixth master to offer incense for him, then I will continue to worship it from generation to generation, but you are not allowed to have any different intentions!"

I heard Zhang Li say.

I suddenly understood in my heart why the sixth fox master wanted to help Zhang Li save Zhang Yuan in the first place.

Enjoy a family of incense, or worship it for generations, it is a great good karma!

I still wonder how a calculating fox like the Sixth Master of the Fox could be so generous in helping others!

It's a plan!

How could a shrewd monster like Sixth Master Fox like a woman like Aunt Hua?

It's obviously not a type, it's good

I thought silently, and before I knew it, I fell asleep.

The days passed like this, and the wound on the back of the red cotton tree was recuperated for seven or eight days, and finally it was almost better, but she was still silent and motionless, looking like a walking corpse.

Zhang Li probably heard his daughter talk about the red cotton, and he was really worried about his husband, so he went up to enlighten him several times, but it still had no effect.

"This is a heart disease, I always have to come to the doctor with heart medicine" Zhang Li shook his head helplessly, and walked away on crutches, leaving me helpless to look at the increasingly haggard face of the red cotton.

"Langya is not a human, he is a demon, or a demon who has only been around for years, he won't die!" When no one was around, I once grabbed the neck of the red cotton and yelled so loudly, but the red cotton still didn't even move his eyes, so angry that I couldn't wait to open his brain to see what was going on inside.

After half a month of helplessness, Zhang Yuan said that he had to go back to Tu's house to work, because Mrs. Tu was granted half a month's leave. Before leaving, Zhang Li sent him to the trestle at the head of the village, leaving me and Aunt Zhen to guard the red cotton like the living dead and knock our teeth at home.

"I've got to think of a way!"

Aunt Zhen has not yet been confined, so she can only nest in the room where she gave birth. At this moment, she sat in the curtain of the door, coaxing the girl in her arms to breastfeed, and talking to me.

I sighed sadly, and watched the soft little doll eat with relish through the curtain.

What can be done?

Perhaps, you can only wait for Langya to wake up.

At night, the mountain wind gusted, blowing the window lattice, I woke up, habitually glanced at the bed opposite, but saw that the bed was empty.

Where did the Kapok go?

I sat up suddenly.

On the table by the window, half of a bamboo branch is soaked in spring water in a black pottery porcelain tea bowl, which is the original body of Langya, which has been raised there since he arrived at Zhang Li's house.

I took a closer look, and there was no sign of the bamboo branch turning into shape, and then I looked at the house, and there was indeed no shadow of red cotton, and I couldn't help but panic.

Langya hasn't recovered yet, where will the red cotton go?

Unexpectedly, he left Langya Gongzi, who had worked so hard to find, and disappeared like this

It can't be death, right?

During the day, Aunt Zhen reminded me that when I looked at the red cotton, I was afraid that I would not be able to think about it, and asked me to stare at it more, but I didn't take it to heart at all.

How can you seek death? This is a demon! It's not a fragile mortal like you

At that time, I had thought so disdainfully, who would have thought that when I woke up, the red cotton would be gone!

I hurriedly got up and went to find ---- there was no yard, no kitchen, no latrines, no toilets in the village

The more he looked for me, the more panicked he became, so he simply pulled his neck and shouted, and then there was a burst of dog barking.

I was busy covering my mouth and didn't dare to shout again, and then I saw a light blue butterfly flickering over.

It is a butterfly of the red cotton!

I was overjoyed, and hurriedly hurried to my feet.

In the distance, I saw a slender figure sitting on the trestle, a pair of huge butterfly wings fluttering gently behind it.

I breathed a sigh of relief and walked over slowly, and saw Cotton Tree sitting on the edge of the trestle, hanging his legs on the surface of the river, looking at the surging river in a daze.

Her beautiful blue butterfly wings were all opened, opening and closing behind her, and the river breeze gusted, blowing her silky hair and drooping clothes, like a butterfly fairy born of Lingbo.

"What are you doing here on the big night?" I cautiously sat down on the edge of the red cotton, looked at her moody face and asked.

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