Chapter 129: Aunt and Grandma
As soon as I told Tan Zhe and Zhao Fengzheng about the news I overheard, Tan Zhe suddenly realized: "No wonder Mrs. He has such an attitude towards Du Jing."
Zhao Fengzheng patted Tan Zhe's head and said, "How can you trust people so easily?" You believe everything others say, and in the future, you can simply call you stupid. β
I sincerely praised Zhao Fengkite: "Your old man is really insightful!" Sometimes I really wonder how Uncle Seven, such a scheming character, could teach you such a wasteful apprentice? β
Zhao Fengzheng was not happy when he boarded, and glared at me and yelled: "Who are you talking about waste dim shit?" People are simple and kind, do you know what you have? I am the mud, and I am not allowed to be a lotus? β
How do I feel that Zhao Kite is becoming more and more protective of Tan Zhe? Did something happen to them that I don't know about? I didn't bother to argue with them, so I pouted and said, "Yes, yes, we are all mud, and your stupid big one is out of the mud and not stained, and the toilet is not smelly!"
But noisy and noisy, I still agree with Zhao Fengkite's opinion.
Let's not talk about Mrs. He's Gui Geng, can she succeed in surrogacy, if the facts are really as the two nannies discussed, then what is the matter with the water ghost who is entangled with Du Jing?
And I've always felt that tonight's events were a bit too coincidental. It was as if someone had deliberately seduced me to listen to the root of the wall. The person who disappeared into the corridor with high heels should be Du Jing from the back, but I didn't see her face!
Early the next morning, Du Jing was going to go for a prenatal checkup, and Mrs. He wanted to accompany her, but Du Jing didn't say anything, but when she got into the car, Mrs. He suddenly covered her stomach and cried out in pain.
I watched Mrs. He lying on the sofa with her stomach covered, the cold sweat on her forehead was like beans, He Xinke sat next to her, holding her hand and crying in a hurry: "Mom, what's wrong with you, Mom?"
Mrs. He said, "It's okay, I'm fine, I'm sick." I'll just go back to the house and lie down for a while. β
Du Jing said, "Why don't you call an ambulance." It's not a way to do it all the time. β
Mrs. He waved her hand and said, "It's okay, I know my body." You should hurry up and go to the prenatal checkup, but I can't go. β
Du Jing hesitated and didn't move, He Xinke was a little angry: "If your mother asks you to go, you can go, I have me at home, and I won't let my mother have anything to do."
Du Jing smiled awkwardly and comforted a few more words before turning around and leaving. He Xinke and Zhao Fengkite helped Mrs. He upstairs.
When they came downstairs, I asked how it was and if I wanted to see a doctor. He Xinke shook his head and said, "Mom is much better." She'd checked it before, but she couldn't find anything wrong. β
She hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively, "My mom really didn't hit anything...... Demon law? β
I shook my head and said no, Zhao Fengkite thought for a while and said, "You let us discuss."
I thought to myself that there was something to discuss, but I was still pulled back to the room by Zhao Fengkite. I asked her, "What the hell are you doing?"
Zhao Fengkite ignored me, turned to Tan Zhe and said, "Take out your mahjong card!"
Tan Zhe seemed to be a little incredulous: "You...... What did you say? β
Zhao Fengkite said: "What are you pretending, take out your red piece and put it in your wallet." Uncle Seven told me before he died! β
I was confused: "What are you doing with mahjong tiles?" What did Uncle Seven tell you? Zhao Kite, what kind of wind do you smoke in the daytime? β
Tan Zhe awkwardly took out the red piece and said, "Master said that this red piece is sealed with my aunt and grandmother, and if I encounter any trouble when I am practicing, I can ask him for advice." But ......"
They both know it, but I don't know it alone! Are they a family, and am I an outsider? Somehow, I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart.
Tan Zhe seemed to sense that my mood was wrong, and hurriedly explained: "I wanted to take it out and use it last time in Wolong Cemetery, but I didn't know how to do it, and it didn't work."
He said to me hesitantly: "Master told me when she gave me my aunt and grandmother that whether she was willing to help or not came second, and the most important thing was ...... She seems to have a bit of a holiday with Master, and I am easily reluctant to bow to her. β
Zhao Fengkite snatched the red middle in his hand, looked left and right in his hand, and said curiously: "Don't talk nonsense, you just say how to use this."
Tan Zhe took it in his hand, hesitated again and again, Zhao Fengkite urged him on the side, and he finally bit his middle finger and squeezed a drop of scarlet blood on it.
The red on the mahjong card was originally a little dim, Tan Zhe's blood dropped, and immediately flowed along the gully carved on the card, dark yellow, like ancient jade, mahjong seemed to breathe, and the blood beads that flowed quickly penetrated down, without a trace.
The word "δΈ" began to emit a burst of red light, and then, I saw a wisp of green smoke rising up, like a mushroom cloud from a bomb.
Immediately afterwards, the crimson Luo skirt flipped over, and a beautiful young woman fell down like a mortal immortal.
It's just that her red embroidered shoes can't hit the ground, and when I look down, I see the bottom of the red Luo skirt surging like waves, and a pair of small feet no more than three inches long, low in front and high in the back, three feet above the ground.
The woman opened her eyes lazily, covered her mouth and yawned gently, her snow-white teeth peeking out from between her delicate jade fingers, and she asked, "Who disturbed my deep sleep?"
Zhao Fengkite pushed Tan Zhe behind him, and Tan Zhe hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Senior aunt and grandmother, disciple Tan Zhe worships." After speaking, he made a mock gesture.
My aunt and grandmother looked at him roughly, and said with a smile: "It turns out that you are Tan Zhe!" Little baby, let me ask you, has your master's black-hearted old thing ever died? β
Tan Zhe quickly raised his head, his eyes were full of anger: "Senior aunt and grandmother, as an elder, how can you be so ...... So vicious? β
My aunt and grandmother slowly stretched out her hand, and the wide sleeves of her coat slid down to the elbows with her silk-smooth and jade-like wrists. Her hand was lightly on Tan Zhe's shoulder, I didn't even see what was going on, Tan Zhe knelt down with a "poof".
Zhao Fengkite's face changed drastically, and he threw out a soul-controlling talisman with his hand, and his aunt and grandmother screamed, leaving Tan Zhe and retreating three meters away. Zhao Fengkite said: "Do you know why Uncle Seven told me about mahjong?" Just to prevent my aunt and grandmother from losing their temper, it's good that someone can talk to your old man! β
The senior aunt and grandmother stroked Ruyu's cheeks, hung a strand of broken hair that slipped behind her ears, and said with a smile: "The Yinshan Sect's soul control and soul tuning spells are really worthy of its reputation, and I can be regarded as a master today." But what about me, I don't eat hard, it's easy for you to clean me up, you want to ask me for help, hehe, it's difficult! β