Feng Qiping and the others looked at each other, and then they all laughed out loud.

Feng Qiping pointed at Lin Guo and asked Yang Jingjing: "Do you know who he is?" ”

Yang Jingjing shook her head, she just didn't know why she asked.

Feng Qiping smiled, and then said: "He is a physics academician of the Qing Academy, your brother follows him, you can rest assured!" ”

Academician of Physics in the Qing Academy? Of course Yang Jingjing knows how powerful she is? If it weren't for the suffering they had suffered, she wouldn't have seen them.

Yang Jingjing glanced at Lin Guoxue, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt like an academician, if an academician of physics from the Qing Academy came to teach Lao Qi a primary school student, it would be overkill, and Lao Qi would make a fortune.

The main reason is that Lao Qi has to be interested, like she has no idea about becoming a literary master, so she did not hesitate to refuse Feng Qiping's proposal to teach her.

"Do you want to learn from me, girl?"

Yang Jingjing looked up at the fortune teller who was talking, and then shook her head silently, she was not interested in fortune telling.

"Oops," Yang Jingjing bent down and slapped her leg and neck violently, and then a hand of blood came out of her hand, she raised her hand and put it to her eyes to look at the mosquito blood in one hand.

The mosquito in her hand is not ordinary, her hands and feet are almost the size of her palm, thin hands and feet, it looks terrifying, this is a poisonous mosquito, if it bites, then it will be fine?

Hearing that there are so many mosquitoes in this cowshed that I can't imagine it, and there is a big one, Yang Jingjing looked at a few of their exposed skin, and sure enough, all of them were red mosquito bags.

"Grandpa, do you have a lot of mosquitoes here?"

The fortune teller nodded, and then said with a smile: "It's not just a lot, it's almost piled up into a small mountain, but it's better now, and when it's time to sleep, it's all on you." ”

Yang Jingjing pouted: "Then you don't want to do something?" ”

"What's the solution? We can't use it even if we think about it, and you don't want to think about what we're in now. ”

As she was talking, Yang Jingjing was bitten again, itching uncomfortably, she couldn't help but sympathize and said, "I'll bring you Ming'er." ”

Huo Tao, who was drinking water, raised his eyebrows when he heard Yang Jingjing say this, tried not to look so fierce, and said, "Really? ”

"Really."

Isn't it just a matter of a few handfuls of wormwood? Does she Yang Jingjing look like someone who can't afford it? Still have to ask repeatedly, Yang Jingjing snorted at him.

After humming, Yang Jingjing noticed that it was Huo Tao, she didn't dare to breathe when she saw him before, but now she dares to do this, sure enough, everyone gets along.

Huo Tao: "If you help us get rid of the mosquitoes, I'll give you something then." ”

"No need, grandpa, you can keep it for yourself."

It's not that Yang Jingjing doesn't want it, but when they were sent down, they were all searched, and they didn't have anything clean on their bodies, so what good things could they give her?

Don't tell her when the time comes, teach her the military body boxing to strengthen her body or something, Yang Jingjing doesn't want it, she is different from those heroines inside, she doesn't let herself suffer that, when the time comes, she will ask for a bodyguard, hum.

"Girl, we're done eating, go back quickly, remember to bring us mosquito repellent tomorrow."

Feng Qiping touched Yang Jingjing's head with a smile and said.

Yang Jingjing took the lunch box: "I'll go back and get it for you now." ”

She ran all the way back, and after secretly washing the lunch box in her schoolbag, she asked her mother, "Mom, where did you put the wormwood that I pulled back yesterday?" ”

"Behind the firewood."

After Yang Jingjing took the wormwood, she thought about it, and took the box of matches from the stove room, she was afraid that they didn't have anything to light the fire, and it would be in vain to take the wormwood at that time.

After taking it, Yang Jingjing ran all the way to the cowshed, and before anyone could go in, she heard the movement inside, and then quickly put the things in her hand into the money bag.

The man walked over and deliberately shouted, "Who's in there?" Are you trying to steal cattle from our 2nd Production Brigade? ”

"Come on! Someone is going to steal cattle! ”

As soon as Yang Jingjing shouted like this, the people inside hurriedly came out, and it was her third uncle Yang Baotong who came out.

"Stop shouting, stop shouting! It's me! ”

Yang Jingjing frowned, pointed at her third uncle and said, "Third uncle, why are you still in the cowshed at such a late hour?" ”

"What else can you do? Look at Niubei. ”

"Cut, the cow still needs you to see!" The relationship between the two of them is not good, so Yang Jingjing's attitude towards him is not like that of the elders.

Yang Baotong didn't speak, he was choked by Yang Jingjing's words, and he didn't know what to say.

Yang Jingjing saw that he was still not leaving, so he had a plan, and the person walked over and got closer, then shrugged his nose and deliberately said: "Third uncle, you are in this cowshed, why do you have a sheep smell on your body?" ”

Yang Baotong remembered the mutton he had just eaten, and he didn't know where his mother-in-law picked it up, but he knew that he was digging into the corner of the wall and eating alone.

Now that Yang Jingjing said this, he felt a little weak in his heart, and then blew his nose and glared and said, "What are you talking nonsense?" What does it smell like sheep? Don't talk nonsense about children. ”

After saying that, he didn't stay here anymore, and hurriedly walked away.

Yang Jingjing pursed her lips, thinking that the mutton was really picked up by their family, and according to the virtue of his third uncle and aunt, he would never leave the lamb leg meat alone and send it to complain.

Therefore it is they who should be weak now, because the meat is in their house.

But sooner or later, one day she will let them return it with interest, and no one has taken advantage of her Yang Jingjing.

Unless it is forced by the system.

After seeing her third uncle walk away, Yang Jingjing took out the wormwood that had been put in the money bag, and then walked inside the cowshed.

"Grandpa, I've brought something."

Feng Qiping: "What is this?" ”

The fortune teller squeezed up, cut Feng Qiping, and then said: "This is wormwood, wormwood is burned in the countryside to repel mosquitoes, you look at you capitalist, you don't know." ”

Feng Qiping was not angry, but asked with a smile: "Why burn?" Is it just in the house and burned? ”

"Then you can't burn it inside the house, you put it outside to burn and burn the mosquitoes outside, what are we doing? We don't sleep outside. ”

Huo Tao found a basin, Yang Jingjing put the wormwood in it, and then she kindly lit the wormwood, turned her head and said to them: "You go out and wait for a while, and then you go in when the mosquitoes are driven out after the burning." ”

Feng Qiping: "Thank you, girl." ”

Yang Jingjing shook her hand and said with a smile: "It's not a big deal, no thanks." ”

The fortune teller laughed twice, and then said to Yang Jingjing: "Then I will ask you for a big matter, can you help me?" ”.

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