Ning Lesheng came back to his senses, and then he realized that the squire of Fang Cai wanted to take him to his dead son for a secret marriage.

She didn't think there was such a bad custom here.

But in this way, it seems that several people in the family do put her on the tip of their hearts, where are they willing to let her go to the underworld

At that time, the entrance of the village.

Squire Qin was beaten all over his head, and he didn't even have time to get into his own carriage, so he had already run to the entrance of the village, and when he saw that no one was chasing after him, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

What's going on with this family, didn't I hear that the mother of this family loves money, why is there so much money, and she doesn't even let her get married

With a sigh, he was about to go home, but he didn't expect that a woman suddenly came up in front of him, although she was wearing a plain shirt, it was still not difficult to see her curvaceous body.

"Master Qin, I heard that you are looking for a daughter-in-law for your son at home, how about you take a look at me?" I saw Ning Yinli bending her lips and smiling, and Le Chun's face was naturally captured.

She was just about to go to Ning's house to take a look, but she didn't expect to bump into this Qin squire when he proposed marriage, but the distance was too far, so she only heard a rough idea.

Although she didn't know why this family matter was sent to the door, Lin Chunhua suddenly started beating people, which she didn't understand, but she wouldn't miss this rare opportunity to climb up!

I saw the squire touch his mustache, looked at her, and said, "The girl is born beautifully, I don't know who her surname is, and where she lives?"

Ning Yinli looked at it, and thought that the squire had taken a fancy to him, and hurriedly responded: "I am also surnamed Ning, Ning Yinli, I live in the village, and I also have a chance to be the Weaver Girl before."

If it weren't for the inexplicable lottery, the Weaver Girl would have been in her pocket a long time ago.

I thought it was decided, but I didn't expect that the squire's face sank, and he shook his head again and again: "It turned out to be the first... By car, don't worry about it!

Squinting his eyes, Squire Qin's eyes were full of incomparable disgust.

The carriage moved swiftly forward, leaving a word.

"I didn't win one out of ten lots, how to bring this kind of luck back to rejoice, I'm afraid it will be more disasters!"

After driving away the Qin squire, the family suddenly calmed down.

Since the squire came, Lin Chunhua has never married or not in front of her, and even other villagers who wanted to come to her to pull the red line were scolded and kicked out of the door.

Although it is indeed a bit extreme, it also allows Ning Lesheng to worry about it and concentrate on practicing his magpie embroidery.

And this begging festival also arrived in a few days.

Wearing the clothes that the Weaver Girl has always had to wear, Ning Lesheng took the magpie cloth and went up the mountain with the prayer procession in front of the Weaver Girl Monument, and began to embroider the magpie.

After practicing for so many days, she naturally caught it with her hands, but in a quarter of an hour, she embroidered the magpie, hurriedly hung it on the stele, and left with the prayer procession.

As long as this magpie cloth is hung on this monument for three days and three nights, this blessing will be over.

When it was over, Ning Lesheng was naturally light, and hurriedly began to fiddle with the dim sum list he had obtained earlier at home.

The system will send it, and this new dim sum list is exactly what hawthorn can make, and it is a snack that she has eaten since she was a child.

The ingredients are still as simple as hawthorn and sugar.

Ning Lesheng read the recipe once and memorized it all in his mind.

The hawthorn is chopped, simmered with sugar and mixed into a pulp, mixed with a little flour, and then quickly made into various shapes and left to dry in the sun for an afternoon.

This whole plate of hawthorn slices is made, not to mention, it looks good-looking, and tastes sweet and sour. Compared to the previous hawthorn cake, it can stay for a long time!

After Ning Lesheng was made, the first batch was naturally given to his family to eat.

Ning Xiaobao liked it very much, a few slices were in the stomach, and then a few slices, and after eating them in a row, he almost ate a whole plate

But with the last small bag left, he suddenly stopped his hand, looked at Ning Lesheng, and whispered: "Auntie, this pack of hawthorn, no, Guo Dan tablets, can I take it to the school, I think....

She didn't finish listening, but she also understood that this was her little nephew's enlightenment, and even nodded again and again: "You take it, if you like it, just ask me again."

Although it is a big deal to help Xiaobao's relationship, but more importantly, there are a lot of children in the school, if you can bring fashion in the school, this fruit pill will definitely sell again!

Although it does not have the soft and glutinous taste of the cake, it can stay for a long time, which is also the characteristic of fruit slices.

The next day, Ning Lesheng sold fruit pill cakes and fruit pill slices together, and really made a lot of money, and some people kept it as rations on the road.

After all, compared to the big white steamed buns, this fruit slices are more flavorful.

Ning Lesheng closed the stall and was happily counting the money, but before he could count for a while, there was a knock outside the door

She hurriedly opened the door, but what caught her eyes was the sad face of the village chief, sighing.

"Le Sheng girl, why did you go wrong when you prayed for blessings that day?

Something went wrong?

What do you mean?

Ning Lesheng was slightly stunned, and was puzzled, but saw the village chief holding the magpie cloth and throwing it directly into her arms, and unfolded it!

I saw that the magpie that should have been embroidered by her was a little more red at the moment, and it was all on the magpie's mouth

It's just that these few drops of red feel a little strange?

"Alas! These few bits of blood are dripping on the top, and where is there still a magpie, that is the cuckoo!"

The cuckoo cries blood, and the grief is terrible!

This magpie cloth was supposed to be dedicated to the Weaver Girl statue to pray for blessings, but at this moment, it was stained with blood, how could this be blessed?!

"When we went up the mountain to retrieve this magpie cloth today, it was not even in its place, but was thrown at the feet of the Weaver Girl, which must have been the anger of the Weaver Girl.

The village chief shook his head helplessly, looked at Ning Lesheng in front of him, his face was full of regret, and before the other party could speak, he continued: "Since this Weaver Girl is angry, this year's Weaver Girl must be responsible, and she wants to go to the sky and embroider magpies for Weaver Girl."

Heavenly?

Ning Lesheng was stunned for a moment, and quickly understood the meaning of the words in the village chief's mouth.

This is to sacrifice her life to the heavens and appease the anger of the Weaver Girl?!

Before she could react, she saw that the village chief nodded, and a few strong men walked out behind her, and they were about to put her up

And even though Ning Lesheng struggled, his fists were invincible to his four hands, so he was taken up.

"What are you guys doing?! Let go of my girl!

I only heard an angry reprimand coming from behind me, and outside the door, it was Lin Chunhua and Ning Decai, who had just come back from outside, carrying the newly picked firewood, their faces full of anger.

How did you get into an accident as soon as you went out!

Seeing this, Ning Lesheng took the opportunity to put on the magpie cloth and smell it, and sure enough

"Village chief, this is not blood!"