"Cook." Xue Mu didn't raise his head.

She knew it from the time Yang Cuihua came, so naturally she wouldn't be scared.

"What do you cook? Go aside! Don't waste food! ”

Yang Cuihua rushed Xue Mu.

"Let's watch from the side, the porridge I cooked is delicious." Xue Mu's hands kept moving, and he didn't let Yang Cuihua interfere.

Yang Cuihua frowned: "You can also cook?" ”

"Hmm." Xue Mu didn't raise his head.

She'll have a lot of stuff.

Yang Cuihua pursed her lips and squinted at Xue Mu.

Why does this girl look better the longer she gets? I looked like a girl after my hair grew long, but ......

Yang Cuihua just doesn't like her.

"Then you're good to go." Yang Cuihua didn't want to stay in the same space as Xue Mu, so she turned around and went out.

"Mom."

Rong Yan and Xue Shengqing walked into the courtyard one after the other.

Rong Yan looked at the kitchen worriedly, and saw that Xue Mu was still busy in the kitchen, and was relieved.

"Mom, why do you wake up so early?" Rong Yan greeted with a smile.

"When don't I wake up early? You don't have to work in the fields! Yang Cuihua shouted.

"You don't have to work in the fields in our house, you can sleep more."

"What do you sleep on? If you sleep for a while, will you be able to sleep rice or noodles? Yang Cuihua rolled her eyes and pointed to the kitchen: "When will this kid cook?" Rise? Doesn't she know anything but get into trouble? ”

Rong Yan: ......

She didn't like to hear that.

In the face of her mother-in-law, she is not easy to argue.

"Neither of you noticed anything changed in Xue Mu?"

Yang Cuihua approached them and lowered her voice.

Xue Shengqing's heart jumped, and he subconsciously looked at the busy slender figure in the kitchen.

"Did she change after she survived?"

Yang Cuihua asked again.

Rong Yan took two steps back, her face was slightly pale: "Mom, you, what are you talking about?" ”

"Huh." Yang Cuihua laughed coldly: "Xue Mu, she is already dead, she is dead, she is dead, ...... dead"

Rong Yan's legs were weak and she almost fell.

Xue Shengqing hugged Rong Yan's waist and protected him, he opened his mouth and looked at Yang Cuihua's back as he swayed away, cold sweat flowed.

If someone else had said this, he might have slapped him and twitched it.

But the person who can speak is Yang Cuihua.

He has seen a lot of mysterious things in Yang Cuihua's body since he was a child, that kind of thing has gone deep into the bone marrow, and the people in the village who have a frightened dream or a disease can't be cured, as long as Yang Cuihua goes over to see how to talk about it, he can basically be cured.

He couldn't believe it.

Syllable.

Rong Yan came back to her senses, and when she saw that Xue Shengqing's expression was wrong, she slapped him.

"Don't listen to your mother's nonsense!"

She had a white face: "The child who came out of my belly was a child raised by me, even your mother can't curse her!" ”

Die?

Her Mu Mu is alive and well!

"Don't worry, I didn't think about anything, I was just scared by what my mother said."

Xue Shengqing's weak explanation.

Rong Yan glared at him: "You'd better not say anything in front of the child, and besides, remind your mother that don't say anything, otherwise you can send her back!" ”

"What do you mean by that?" Xue Shengqing frowned: "Do you still want to drive your mother home?" ”

If he doesn't let him interact with the third family, he listens to it, how can this mother rush out?

That's unfilial piety!!

Rong Yan pursed her lips: "I didn't mean that, don't think about it, you have to know that Mu Mu is about to take the college entrance examination, and nothing else can happen at this juncture." ”