Chapter 43: The Soul Is Coming
"Xie Yuqi, you are so bold!" Rong's bottom line is Yang Xue, seeing her daughter suffer, she became popular after not doing it for many years. A sudden slap slapped the woman's face.
"Smack"
Loud noise.
When Xie Yuqi came back to his senses, his face was hot with pain, is this Rong a mad dog.
"Master... Woo, it's all wrong, it's all bad for tigers. β
If he hadn't been standing behind Master, Master would have avoided it. But she didn't.
Rong sneered, staring at the red and swollen handprint on Xie Yuqi's face, "This slap is to teach you how to behave instead of your mother." This slap tells you, how can my daughter be compared to a fox like you? β
As he spoke, he was slapped again and was ready to be slapped.
This time, Xie Yuqi was not as unprepared as she was just now, she grabbed Rong's arm angrily and twisted it fiercely, "I see that your loess is buried up to your neck, and I didn't want to worry about you." It's a pity, you want to rely on the old and sell the old to replace my mother? You're - unworthy! β
"Click"
The bones resounded, and a miserable scream came from Rong's mouth.
Yang Xue looked at her mother's distorted face, she could imagine how much it hurt, and she took a step back in fright.
Xie Yuqi, a ruthless woman, is really desperate to be ruthless.
The last time he was at the other party's side, he also looked at him with such a cold and arrogant gaze.
This time, too.
"Slut, you... You let go. β
"I will say again, although my face is missing, but in my heart, he is the supreme God. I don't allow any of you to insult him, no matter what your identity is, as long as I Xie Yuqi hears it, I have a way to make you remember this! β
The woman's voice was cold, and her red lips were pursed with a hint of fierceness.
The hand was forced, and Rong screamed in pain, but her hand was clasped by her but she couldn't move at all.
"Hey, he looks like that, do you blame us?"
Seeing that she was unrepentant, Xie Yuqi really had an urge to break her hand, "Do you want to try?" β
"Don't.... You, let go of my mother" Yang Xue cried so much that she looked like she had been bullied, and looked at Xie Yuqi with her silver teeth.
"Hmph"
Xie Yuqi pushed Rong away.
Ex-wife took Husheng's hand "Husheng, let's go home"
"Master...."
Everyone watched as the woman led the little boy across the bluestone road in the middle and walked to the door.
Xie Yuqi looked back suddenly, his eyes fell on the top of the ancestral hall, and he pointed to the plaque and said, "Also, the little nemesis you keep saying, but his father is the one who donated money to build the ancestral hall. The name is engraved there! Do you think you are ashamed to come and worship? β
A sarcastic laugh came out of her mouth, and the sound of wooden fish in the ancestral hall continued.
In the silence, the beautiful voice of the yellow bird out of the valley suddenly seemed a little gloomy.
The evening breeze blew the prayer flags, and in the wide ancestral hall, the flickering candlelight reflected a huge black shadow on the wall.
The plaque with gold letters on a black background is vigorous and powerful.
"Forever Alive"
In the lower right corner, three words are deeply engraved there like a memory - Zhuo Yuanxiu.
Outside, the wind blows through the bamboo forest.
The rustling sound was like a mournful roar, coming from the distance layer by layer like waves.
A cold breath reached the soles of his feet and his back, and the back of his head felt a crisp and numb touch, as if he had been hit by an invisible hand.
The timid women could only gather together quietly.
Rong, who originally wanted to continue, looked back and saw - Zhuo Yuanxiu! Those three big words, a hundred in front of me, shut up in fear.
Xie Yuqi saw everyone's reaction in his eyes and smiled contemptuously.
"Tiger Sheng, let's go"
"Master, my mother said that my father was a big hero"
"Master Believes in You"
Walking on the road, Xie Yuqi also kept thinking about a question.
She obviously didn't do anything, why did those people look at her and find her trouble?
Holding his hand warmly, Hu Sheng quietly glanced at the master.
Today, Master is so brave.
Husheng walked and walked, not paying attention to his feet. I stepped on it and rolled into the wasteland on the side.
"Tiger Born!"
Fortunately, the slope is not big, Xie Yuqi watched him climb up, and hurriedly jumped off the ridge to help him up, "Are you okay?" β
"There's something close to my ear, it's cool. Division... Master, I'm afraid. The little one stood motionless, almost crying with fear.
Xie Yuqi hurriedly leaned over and looked at his ear through the moonlight.
"Is thisβSnow Ear?"
However, it's still a little small, and I think it's just opened.
"Huh?"
"Tiger Sheng! You're really Master's lucky star, hahaha, it's really Snow Ear. Xie Yuqi held his face and dropped a kiss and put Xue Er in the palm of his hand.
In the moonlight, it was still a milky white little thing, but the size of a thumb.
Blooming like a flower in her tender white palm.
Husheng's bright eyes were also smiling, and the master just said - is he a lucky star?
The unpleasantness just now was all diluted by the huge discovery, and Xie Yuqi followed the place where Husheng had just fallen to find a few thick rotten trees and lay there quietly.
The moonlight shines on the flowers that are soft and white, translucent, shaped like chrysanthemums, peonies or hydrangeas, and beautiful as crystals.
In ancient times, there were no artificially cultivated white fungus, so there were very few wild ones, and they were expensive. Generally, rich and noble families can afford to eat, and there is no demand in pharmacies.
Unexpectedly, today is a blessing in disguise.
Xie Yuqi looked around, tore off two banana leaves and spread them on the ground, "Husheng, help the master pick off the big ones." β
"Master, what's the use of this?"
"This thing has the effect of tonifying the spleen and appetizing, and it is also beneficial to qi and intestines, and nourish yin and lungs. Didn't you just say that your mother had a cough recently? I'll use this stew to give her some to drink, and it will be much better. β
When he heard that it was for his mother, Husheng's eyes lit up.
The two of them worked for a while, picking about twenty or so flowers, Xie Yuqi gave Hu Sheng four flowers, and sold the rest to give him silver.
It was not early, and after Xie Yuqi sent him home, he turned back to the place just now, and moved two of the three rotten trees into the space. Leave one as a seed and it should continue to grow next year.
She can be regarded as taking it in moderation.
Lang Yiyan stood at the door with a torch for a long time, the autumn breeze was getting cooler, and he couldn't help coughing a few times.
The moon is dark and the wind is high, and it is not early.
Why hasn't she come back yet?
It can't be what happened, right?
Just about to go out to look for it, Zhang Zhengyue came back from the ancestral hall with his wife and children, and Zhang bowed his head a little weakly.
Zhang Zhengyue was a little drunk, and when he saw that it was Lang Yiyan, he stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder very happily, "Brother Langjun, why are you standing at the door?" You can't be waiting for your brother and sister, right? β
"Brother Zhang, can you see my lady?"
"She had a quarrel with the village chief's wife just now, and then left first." When Zhang Zhengyue wanted to continue to say something, Hua pulled him and glared, "You drank too much, don't talk nonsense." β
"What's going on? My wife and the village chief's wife quarreled? Lang Yiyan's worried sword eyebrows frowned, Xie Yuyu ...... Why does she have to get some moths out every time?
"Langjun Xianggong, you... Don't worry, your lady should be fine. She just hit someone and left first, and I thought she was going home. With a tiger ......"
"I'm here!" Xie Yuqi saw the light of the torches swaying in the night from a distance.
The yellow flames, the blue flames lit up the surrounding corners, Hua's, Brother Zhang, and the two children, Lang Yiyan was shocked.
Hearing Xie Yuyi's voice, Lang Yiyan was much more relieved, "Where have you been?" β
"No, step on the moon and enjoy the flowers, take advantage of the excitement and go home. Sister-in-law, I'll give you a bouquet of this flower, it's not early. Brother Zhang seems to have drunk too much, you guys should rest early. Goodbye."
Plug the small white-purple flowers to Fahrenheit.
The latter was stunned for a moment, and looked at Xie Yuyu's bright eyes with a hint of smile, "Thank you Lang family sister"
"No, it's just a trifle."
Lang Yiyan seems to be a little strange tonight, picking flowers? Isn't that what she'd do with a big grin?
"I heard that you... Got into a fight? β
Lang Yiyan took her hand and entered the door, closed the door smoothly, and the candlelight in the room lit up the darkness of the night. Warm as a fire in winter, Xie Yuqi was in a trance, listening to his voice.
"Hmm"
"Why this time?"
"She owes a beating"
Lang Yiyan smiled sullenly, this is very thankful for Yuyi. The big hand lifted her chin, "Then why didn't you dare to look up just now?" β
"I ......"
"Who hit it?" There was an invisible hint of anger in his voice, as if it was an ice blade. His cold fingers rubbed the red and swollen palm prints, and Xie Yuqi's delicate little face looked quite embarrassed.
"It's okay, I'm stupid. The speed was a little slower, and it was only then that I suffered. β
"Does it still hurt?" He put down the torch and carried Xie Yuqi into the house.
"Lang Yiyan, I hurt!"
The woman lay in his arms, her head resting on his shoulder socket, and her nose was slightly sour for some reason. The coquettish cry sounded, which made Delang Yiyan's heart constrict.
I knew it earlier, so I went with her.
Xie Yuqi looked at him out of the corner of her eyes, she never dared to imagine that it would be herself who was so coquettish.
But in the face of Lang Yiyan, she did it very naturally.
Perhaps, just think about it.
Whether it's scolding her for being hypocritical or cowardly, she's used to being lonely and self-reliant, and occasionally wants to find someone to rely on.
Lang Yiyan gently took a handkerchief from the kitchen to wipe her face, and on the table, the wildflowers in the basket were particularly delicate and gentle under the light.
Xie Yuqi stared at the flower with wide eyes, his deep and serious eyes had always been in his mind, and the long shadow under the reflection of his eyelashes was really long.
His unique aura sprinkled on his cheeks.
What was originally a hot pain became crispy and numb.
Xie Yuqi stretched out his hand to scratch it, but he grabbed his wrist and buckled it on both sides of his thigh, "Don't scratch it, it will leave a scar if the skin is broken." β
"Hmm"
"Anyway, where have you been?"
"Send Husheng home, and- show you this thing!" Xie Yuqi hugged the basket on the table in his arms with an excited face, and the wildflowers were openedβmilky white white fungus came into view.
Lang Yiyan was also a little surprised: "Where did you find it?" β
"Just now, Husheng accidentally fell, and I found it on a tree when I went down to look for him. This is a good thing, if it can be cultivated in captivity, it will be rich. β
Was she beaten stupid?
How can white fungus be cultivated in captivity.
Lang Yiyan was afraid of hitting her, so she could only say euphemistically and coldly, "This thing is very difficult to raise, you better give up." β
"I'll raise it"
"Well, I wish you success."
Miss Xie's biggest point is persistence, and the biggest disadvantage is the stubbornness brought by persistence.
Actually, it's beautiful to be coquettish in his arms like just now.
When he thought of the sentence "Lang Yiyan, I hurt", his heart was like being scratched by a cat's paws, and it was incredible.
Falling asleep at night, Xie Yuqi could only sleep inside, and his teeth were still sore when the half of his face was overwhelmed by the beating. Her slight sound suddenly woke up the person behind her, and Lang Yiyan got up and wiped her face with a wet handkerchief.
Then he lay down again.
couldn't suppress the sound of coughing, and hurriedly covered it with his hand, for fear that Xie Yuqi would be woken up by him.
After easing for a while, the dullness in his chest was no longer so oppressive, and he slowly closed his eyes and took her in his direction with his big hand.
"Lang Yiyan..."
"Hmm"
β......β
No more follow-up?
The man opened his eyes and looked at her sleeping face, his red lips hooked as if he was having a sweet dream.