And the news from Mrs. Zhong's side did not disappoint her.

Seeing that Mrs. Zhong's legs were rotting little by little, Lang Zhong had no choice but to sawed off her legs first, so as not to hurt her life.

broke her legs, but Mrs. Zhong woke up, she either roared miserably every day in pain, or scolded in despair, and the angry Lu Zhuangtou cursed her to die quickly, so as not to harm her family.

The news of Lin's unjust soul asking for his life was even worse in Zhuangzi, Lu Zhuangtou was weak-hearted, invited a monk, found another feng shui treasure, buried Lin again, and made a water and land dojo for seven days.

Mrs. Zhong's wound was infected, and the whole person was swollen beyond recognition, and on the seventh day, she lost her breath.

Lu Zhuangtou was a little troubled: after tossing for most of the day, he still lost both people and money.

I am a little happy again: the middle-aged dead wife is a great joy in life.

On the night of Mrs. Zhong's funeral, a green sedan chair quietly carried a woman into the door and filled the room.

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I don't know if it's because the water and soil of Hulu Mountain are different, so I only planted rapeseed for a few days, and it soon grew into a vegetable seedling more than a foot high.

Nanxi Ruo came to the spirit, taking advantage of the fact that there was no one in Hulu Mountain, and opened up a lot of wasteland, in addition to rice and wheat, it was planted with radishes, peppers, cucumbers, potatoes and other crops.

What's too much is that she also built a simple stove, got oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and waited for the food to grow up and have a big meal.

Until one morning, she clocked in on time and appeared in Hulu Mountain-

"Master?"

The master was standing in front of the wasteland on crutches.

She felt weak for a while, ran to carry two jars of wine, and sent them upside down.

"Master, you're back, it must have been hard these days, right? I see you're tired and thin......"

The ancestor had a black face and did not speak.

"I'm sorry, Master, I'm ...... It's to finish the flower garden, there is nothing to do, and Uncle Shi is not there, I don't dare to walk around, when I have nothing to do, I plant some melons, fruits and vegetables, if you are not happy, I ...... I immediately bulldozed them, and I still keep the grass that I pulled before, or ...... Seed you back? ”

didn't smell the wine, Nanxi couldn't eat the meaning of the ancestor's silence.

After all, the old man cherishes words like gold and has never said a few words to her.

Half a day:

"Why don't you enclose the land and raise some chickens and ducks?"

“……”

"Neither ...... the fruit trees"

“……”

"Melon and fruit, more watermelon, quench your thirst and be delicious."

“……”

"Gai Ming'er, let your uncle find some good fruit tree seedlings, and then you take care of them slowly, those fruits pay attention to variety, not good, the fruits are dry and astringent, not delicious."

“……”

Shi Zu turned around and walked to the stone table on crutches.

"Before, when I was alone, I didn't have the time to take care of this, your uncle...... He's not the one to do it, and if you like to take care of it, you'll do it. ”

“……”

"By the way, I went out this time, picked up a small thing, and gave it to you to play."

On the stone table, there was a black iron cage, and a small black snake was listlessly coiled.

Nan Xiruo resisted: "Master, I don't like it...... Play with snakes. ”

Girls, these things don't come by nature.

"But, I'll make snake soup...... Why don't I make a bowl of snake soup for you to try? ”

Little Black Snake: ......

Can you think about its self-esteem?

The ancestor smiled rarely: "You kid...... Do you know what this is? ”

Nan Xiruo took a closer look and concluded: "Black snake." ”

"This is the Red Flame Inferno Hidden Jiao."

“…… Isn't that still a snake? ”

The name is quite stylish.

But the essence hasn't changed, has it?