Jin Qing squinted at it for a while before replying, "You take it away, don't let Lao Tzu see him again." ”

smiled fiercely at Jin Qing: "Don't worry." "He originally wanted to ask the King of Jizo Bodhisattva to help him out of this evil breath, so naturally he would not let go of this person who dragged him into the water.

The ghost cha walked to the tree, picked up the tasker, shook his body, and left incognito, heading straight for the underworld.

Before, when the women saw that the men were not in danger, they all gathered around to watch the excitement, and they all went home to cook: I heard that there would be meat to be shared.

Even Ji Qianru quietly slipped back home after beating the tasker, and for the first time she hurt someone, she wanted to find a place to calm down.

And the village chief and his entourage saw that Jin Qing was not busy watching, and was discussing how to divide the meat around the big tree.

Whoever wanted to blink an eye, the meat they were about to share was gone, and only empty branches remained.

The village chief's group immediately began to argue about who had stolen their things.

For a while, a group of people blamed each other, doubted each other, and then scuffled together.

And the men who didn't fight were in a circle and watched the excitement, occasionally opening their mouths to shout hello.

As a fighting nation, they like to fight the most, and they will make an appointment to fight when they have nothing to do on weekdays, not to mention that they have to fight to the fullest if they lose rations now.

When there are no women present, there is no one to come and pull the fight.

For so many years, when there was no entertainment, they just played around like this, and the days passed comfortably and as they wanted.

Jin Qing was so noisy that he raised his head and yelled here: "What are you arguing about!" ”

The people of the Yan Ze clan have a bad memory of things, but they live by intuition, and their memory of the villagers is not bad, because they will label people.

Previously, they labeled Ah Xia: weak and capable, living with her mother and husband's family of three, and growing up in the village.

And now, they label Jin Qing as: irritable, cruel, and a woman who can barbecue meat and is suspected of being a member of her own clan - A Xia.

At this time, after listening to Jin Qing's shout, they spontaneously stopped what they had just done, first looked at each other with a look at each other, and then looked at the people around them who were watching the battle suspiciously: "Why are we fighting?" ”

It seems that there is a very important reason for fighting, which they have forgotten.

The onlookers looked confused: "We don't know either!" ”

Jin Qing: "Lao Tzu is going crazy.

For them, death is equivalent to the next rebirth, and rebirth is a new birth, so few people want to remember something seriously.

This is also their free and easy way of survival.

Just as a group of people here were looking at what they had forgotten with a confused face.

A crying voice came from afar: "Xia'er, how can you treat your mother like this, you make your mother so chilling!" ”

The voice was crying like a cry, and although it was soft and weak, it could ensure that everyone present could hear what she was shouting.

Looking at Meng Shi from a distance with thick gauze wrapped around her head and arms, staggering all the way to her, Jin Qing: "If you can cry to this level, you can also rank in the top three among the women she has met!"

Meng didn't know that her Ah Xia had changed someone, and her heart was now full of disgust for Ah Xia: this daughter had been treating her since she was born.

When she was first pregnant, everyone felt that her arms were like a son, and she was relieved to eat and drink and strive to raise the child from the womb.

But who would have thought that the child was too big and couldn't be born at all in the month, and the midwife wasted all her strength to take out the child, but Meng's body was completely injured.

It's just a pity that this child is a daughter.

Knowing that she couldn't give birth anymore, although Meng Shi was angry and unhappy in her heart, she was also her only daughter, and she didn't do anything out of the ordinary to Mo Wanxia, but was more wary of women, for fear that someone would approach him and add her husband.

After the accident, on the way to escape, Mo Wanxia's obedience and sensibility made the maids feel pity, but any good things would be secretly stuffed to Mo Wanxia.

When he sleeps at night, he will take turns to hold Mo Wanxia in his arms and comfort him softly.

This made Meng Shi, who washed his face with tears every day, even more resentful in his heart, obviously she was the one who had suffered a heavy blow and needed to be comforted, what did the five-year-old child understand, and it was worth being coaxed by a group of people.

After they entered the village, Mama Fang and Mo Wanxia began to work every day to feed the Meng family.

But Meng's disgust for Mo Wanxia in his heart was even deeper: just this dead girl will pretend.

Obviously, Mama Fang is the main force in the family to make money, this dead girl can't do any work, but she walks around the village with a basket on her back every day, causing her to be detained as a lazy person, and she hates to kill her.

At this time, Meng Shi looked at Jin Qing with a faint hatred in her eyes, this dead girl has always listened to her, why did she dare to be so vicious to her this time, could it really be that she broke her brain after falling off the cliff!

While thinking about it, Meng Shi walked towards Jin Qing like a willow in the wind.

Under the gaze of everyone, Meng's leg looked a little lame.

Meng Shi was very disgusted with the villagers who were watching, she didn't want this group of lowly countrymen to watch the excitement, but what she had to do now really couldn't do without the help of these people.

Thinking of this, Meng's legs were even more lame, and when he walked in front of Jin Qing, he had become one foot deeper and one foot shallow, as if the feet on the left and right sides were not of ordinary length.

Meng Shi walked in front of Jin Qing, and before he could say a word, he shed tears, and against the background of the snow-white bandage on his body, Meng Shi's face looked more and more pitiful.

Seeing that Meng Shi was about to speak, Jin Qing quickly turned around, and sure enough, the village chief's face was about to be attached to the back of her head.

And everyone else quietly continued to watch the excitement around Jin Qing, as if this was the highest pursuit of their lives.

Within a day, Jin Qing was stimulated several times by these brain-dead people one after another, and her spirit was already on the verge of collapse.

Jin Qing turned his head stiffly, just in front of Meng's inner cow's face.

Although she is already a half-old, Meng obviously knows how to cry to make her look beautiful and pitiful.

I saw Meng Shi sobbing and choking on his face and said to Jin Qing: "Xia'er, my mother is not weird!" ”

Before Meng Shi's tolerant words were finished, he was grabbed by Jin Qing's hair and thrown out directly.

Meng Shi was thrown far away by Jin Qing, hanging softly on the tree in the distance, she only came to let out a scream, and then there was no movement at all.

With the sound of brushing behind him, Jin Qing patted his hands: Does she have a good face to bully, otherwise why would everyone come to bully her.