Tian Xi's farce ended very smoothly

Originally, the old lady of the Yan Chen family thought that the original granddaughter-in-law was too fat, but now she suddenly found that this handsome and thin one was Tian Xi, and she was naturally smiling. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's just that the old lady is kind-hearted, and she thinks it's not good to put Tianxiang aside like this, after all, she said a lot of thoughtful things when she was her granddaughter-in-law.

Simply, the old lady accepted Tian Xiang as her granddaughter.

In this way, Yan Ming has an extra sister out of thin air. The old lady didn't say yet: "The Yan family has always been single-handed, and now there is an extra granddaughter, which can be regarded as breaking the spell of the Yan family's single-handed generation, I just hope that my grandson can spread the branches for the Yan family." ”

When the old lady said this, a pair of eyes stared at Tian Xi and smiled.

Tian Xi blushed, but Yan Ming smiled proudly.

The old lady looked at Tian Xi and Tian Xiang and compared them, although she felt that Tian Xiang was a little fat, but it was definitely easy to raise.

Tian Xi is good-looking, his body is too thin, his grandson may like this, but he is not very optimistic about giving birth and raising one.

Early the next morning, Yan Shan rushed back to his house.

As soon as he entered the door, he found Yan Ming with a black face and scolded: "It's all you little bastard, the daughter of the Tian family has run away from home when she heard that you regretted your marriage." Tian Wenzheng jumped at home and scolded you, scolded his girl, you said that if this girl really has three longs and two shorts, how can our Yan family enter Chang'an again in the future? ”

Yan Ming listened to Yan Shan with a smile, and then finished talking about the incident of meeting Tian Xi.

Yan Shan was stunned when he heard this, and when Yan Ming said that Tian Wenjia and Tian Wei were not related at all, Yan Shan was slightly lost.

But when I think of my own son, it seems that he doesn't need to be related to his in-laws at all, he is already so powerful. Yan Shan is also a good breath, and he feels that this son is really uplifting.

Knowing Tian Xi's news, Yan Shan asked Yan Gui to go to Chang'an to report Tian Wen's safety as soon as possible.

Tian Xi is a virtuous little woman, and in a few days, she has almost understood the things in the school, the carpentry workshop, and the construction site.

These days, when Yan Ming is too busy, Tian Xi will also help coordinate and dispatch. Under her scheduling, everything is even more organized than Yan Ming's management.

Yan Ming had to be convinced, she was indeed a young lady from a business family in Chang'an City, and she had learned to manage and dispatch since she was a child.

In the past few days, Yan Ping has always looked at Yan Ming, as if he has something to say.

Finally, when he got a vacancy, Yan Ping whispered in Yan Ming's ear: "Young Master, when you get to the bottom of the cliff in Dongcun, bury those three scoundrels." But when I buried them, I found a half-decomposed skeleton underneath, and although the face was unrecognizable, I found this one around his waist. ”

Yan Ping said and took out a piece of jade pendant from the placket, crystal clear, with a swallow carved on one side, and a quaint "Yan" character on the other side.

Yan Ming suddenly remembered that when he met Lai Er that day, the guy said that he had fallen off the cliff.

"Could it be that the real Yan Ming did fall off the cliff?" A question was generated in Yan Ming's head and could no longer be thrown.

"So, early tomorrow morning, we'll go out to the East Mountain Cliff to have a look." Yan Ming said.

"Okay, I also think that this jade pendant seems to have something to do with my Yan family, will the person who fell off the cliff steal my Yan family's things." Yan Ping naturally did not doubt Yan Ming's identity.

Early the next morning, Yan Ming told a lie, and quietly left Maolingtun with the sapper shovel and Yan Ping.

The cliff of the East Village is more than an hour away from Maolingtun.

Yan Ping had already found a gentle place to enter the bottom of the cliff.

There was no vegetation at the bottom of the valley, and it was bare and a little desolate and gloomy.

At this time, although the sun was already high up, there was still a thick layer of fog at the bottom of the valley.

Yan Ming sniffled, feeling a familiar pungent smell.

Yan Ping led him all the way through potholes, and did not stop until a huge stone appeared in front of him.

Yan Ming saw from a distance that there was a pool of flesh and blood on the stone that had begun to rot, exuding bursts of foul smell.

Looking at that person's figure, if he straightened it, it seemed to be similar to himself.

"Could it be that he is really Yan Ming." Yan Ming felt that he was a little funny, everything was like a tongue twister.

"Whether it's or not, let's bury him." Yan Ming sighed.

If it weren't for that jade pendant, he wouldn't necessarily come back to take a look. Now that I see it, I am buried.

Yan Ping didn't know Yan Ming's mentality, and thought that Yan Ming was kind-hearted.

The two men were busy digging a pit with a sapper shovel, and regardless of the filth, they dragged the body and put it in the pit.

Yan Ming covered the corpse with soil and muttered, "Brother, you rest in peace." In the future, I will make yellow paper, burn more for you, and you will have money to spend over there, and bless me to have money to spend here. Our brothers bless each other, and it can be regarded as being in a different world, and the Yan family is glorified. ”

Yan Ping couldn't hear what Yan Ming was muttering, so he had to stay aside and keep silent.

When everything was over, Yan Ming thought about it, tore off a strip of cloth from his body, took a stone from the ground, and pressed the strip of cloth.

"Today I bury you, who will bury me on the other day! Everything is in a hurry, and there is no grave paper, so let's act as a temporary function for the time being. Yan Ming was about to hold down the cloth strip when he held the stone.

But his eyes fell on the stones.

The stone was faintly white, and he might not have recognized it if it were anything else, but this stone he recognized as saltpeter.

I remember when I was in the third year of junior high school, I was just introduced to chemistry. The teacher said that by mixing sulfur, charcoal, and saltpeter, gunpowder can be made.

At that time, Yan Ming and his table mates stole these three things from the laboratory, mixed them together according to proportions, and tried to blow up the school gate.

Of course, they did not succeed, and after igniting it, only the pungent smell of the burning of the sulfur came. None of the remaining charcoal nor saltpeter reached the ignition point.

Thinking of the past, Yan Ming sighed. Now that I am in this distant Han Dynasty, I don't know if my former table mates are okay.

Yan Ming placed the stone containing saltpeter on the grave.

Then I squatted down to check the geology of the place.

On the surrounding cliffs, in the mist, there is a faint reflection of white light, and it is an extremely rich saltpeter mine.

At this time, the body has been buried, and the original smell of corrosion has disappeared with the wind.

But the familiar pungent smell still exists.

Yan Ming took a breath, and his eyes lit up even more. This smell is definitely sulfur, yes!

Saltpeter is available, sulfur is available, and charcoal can be easily fired.

Yan Ming's heart had a throbbing.

With these three things, I don't know if I can fulfill my wish that I didn't fulfill in my third year of junior high school and make black powder.

Thinking of this, Yan Ming took off his clothes, wrapped those saltpeter-rich stones, and asked Yan Ping to wrap some as well, and the two of them were like beggars, looking for their way from the bottom of the valley.