"Why don't you weave straw sandals?" Wei Ming glanced at Cui Zhi and asked back.

"How could I be so old-fashioned? They are all about to become intangible cultural heritage. ”

Cui Zhi watched Wei Ming's thin fingers as thin as bamboo knots turn flexibly, and braided a rope out in a few clicks.

He made it up to his subordinates, still asking, "What is intangible cultural heritage?" You said a lot of strange things today. ”

Cui Zhi sat on the stone mortar and looked at him twice, "Muzi, you really got the hang of it today!" I'm afraid I'll say you're so open-minded. ”

Wei Ming heard that although she said this, she still had a playful attitude of amusing a child, and said, "I'm not stupid. ”

"Haha! To say that would be to be stupid! She laughed again, and crossed Erlang's legs to untie the loosely worn straw sandals on her feet, "Fortunately, this foot is not squeamish, otherwise I would have suffered." ”

Wei Ming remained silent, "The shoes are not squeamish, but you are squeamish." ”

"Huh?" Cui Zhi raised his eyebrows, "You actually said me?" ”

"Hmm."

Cui Zhi snorted, "Of course I'm squeamish!" I haven't worn straw sandals since I was a kid! ”

Wei Ming couldn't be more confused when he heard this, and asked directly, "The day you ran to my door, you were wearing straw sandals." ”

"That's not me at all!" Cui Zhi is more direct.

Wei Ming's men forgot to make it up for a while, and looked at him fixedly, "Who is that?" Who are you? ”

Cui Zhi also looked at him, "Muzi, you really have a lot of questions today!" ”

"You answer first." Wei Ming didn't let her divert the topic.

"And what if I don't say it?" She's going to cheat.

Wei Ming put down the half-knitted straw sandals of his subordinates and continued to look at her.

"Huh! You dare to threaten me?! Cui Zhi looked surprised, stood up from the stone mortar, and looked at Wei Ming condescendingly.

Wei Mingxin said that she wouldn't be angry, after all, she had very little experience in dealing with women, and if she angered her, she would resolutely not say anything, or leave his house, which would be even more troublesome.

For just such a moment, Wei Ming's mind had already turned around, and he was about to open his mouth to comfort her, but he saw her snorting and snorting.

"Say it, who is afraid of whom! But you have to weave your shoes well, be thicker and more comfortable! ”

Wei Ming was stunned for a moment, she was just like that...... Spineless? Just for a pair of shoes?

Holding back the twitching corners of her mouth, Wei Ming motioned for her to sit down, but she didn't blow up her hair anymore, and she was as good as a stream.

"First of all, you should have heard a legend about what I told you." She raised her chin, "That's right, sister is a legend." ”

Wei Ming nodded, expressing his approval, and then listened to her again, "Actually, there's nothing to say, isn't it just crossing?" I've read too much of the novel, and crossing is like picking up something on the road, it's just gold that someone picked up, and what I picked up looked like shit. ”

Wei Ming couldn't understand it again, but it seemed like the key, and he asked, "What is crossing?" ”

"Crossing is ...... Well, take your memories with you, across hundreds or thousands of years, to another person. She said.

Carrying memories to another person?

"What about taking the memories with you?" Wei Ming suddenly asked.

Cui Zhi didn't think twice, "That's rebirth!" ”

Rebirth...... Through......

Wei Ming suddenly fell into a trance.

Cui Zhi seemed to have opened the conversation, humming and chirping about her past. Wei Ming didn't dare to miss too much, and listened seriously.

She sighed and said a lot, saying that although she was an orphan, she had never been clothed or hungry, and her master and mother who adopted her were very good to her, and the brothers loved her.

"What is a food streamer?"

Cui Zhi opened his mouth to explain, was stunned for a moment, and waved his hand again, "I can't explain it to you, anyway, it's a craftsman on the tip of the tongue!" ”

Wei Ming seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and listened to her sigh and sigh that her career had just started, and she finally bought a suite in the city center, but she ate a beef hot pot in the middle of the night, and she was punished here.

"I'm afraid you can't even eat beef here, right?"

Wei Ming nodded, eating cows is a crime, only old cows who are about to die can be served, but the meat is like tree bark, difficult to swallow.

She smashed her mouth and began to mumble about the delicious food in the world again, but Wei Ming was still trapped in her words.

She comes from a fairyland-like afterlife, not some kind of demons, ghosts, ghosts, and ghosts.

And looking at her attitude, crossing and rebirth don't seem to be a strange thing, crossing is God's test of people, and rebirth is God's love.

In this way, God also thinks that his life in the previous life was too difficult, so let him live again in this life?

Wei Ming fell into deep thought again.

You have to live again, and don't do it again......

Cui Zhi didn't think as much as he thought, and was recalling the past, when the tip of her nose flickered, and a subtle wisp of rice fragrance was captured by her without accident.

Only then did she see that Tian had boiled rice juice for Xiao Yi, and was now washing the wheat and rice bran to prepare for the pancakes.

The tongue is as delicate as Cui Zhi, and he can't get up after being hungry for a few days, and when he saw that the chaff was good, he hurriedly let out the stone mortar under his feet, cleaned it up, and said to Tian: "Auntie, I'll pound it, you rest!" ”

This aunt, Tian was really stunned for a moment, stunned, and laughed again, the corners of his mouth showed a pear vortex, "Okay, good!" ”

*

Every household is smoking, and the old Zhu Po's family, which is located in the north of the village, counts the grains of rice to live.

Old Mother Zhu got two rounds of grain from the Zhao family because of the ventilation report, and the people in the village distributed the grain, but they didn't give it to their family, saying: "We know, just these two times, who knows if your family still stole grain before?!" ”

The old Zhu Po's family can't tell the difference, their family really took these two times!

The eldest daughter-in-law of the old Zhu Po didn't dare to talk back to her mother-in-law on her face, but she turned her head and said bad things in the ear of the old Zhu Po's son.

"Okay, you old Zhu Po, you dare to deceive my family! Is there less food to be given or how to drop?! ”

Zhao Gong lost his food, and the Zhao family, who was used to eating public meals on weekdays, was not happy, so let Zhao Gong think about it, otherwise the Zhao family would not give him a ding, and if he didn't have to fill the food, he wouldn't be the chief of the grain.

Zhao Gong was so anxious that he had to appease everyone, and when the grain from the imperial court came, he went to intercept it early, and even said that he would pull the car to the county to receive it, so that the grain would soon reach the hands of the Zhao family.

To put it mildly, the Zhao family finally stopped, and Zhao Gong's father and son took out the rice grain from their cellar and invited everyone to have a meal, and then sent it all.

Zhao Baojian felt so distressed about the food that he didn't sleep well all night, and when he got up in the morning, he came to Lao Zhu's house to find bad luck.

"You say, why the hell are you?! I can't say it, the next time the court will not have disaster relief food from your family! ”

Old Zhu Po couldn't wait to make it clear, so she quickly told the truth of the matter, and dragged Dongcai over, "Look at this kid, he still has a red mark on his body that was beaten by the villagers!" We really have no choice! ”

Dongcai glanced at Zhao Baojian carefully, afraid that he would see that the injuries on his body were actually caused by his own father.

Of course, Zhao Baojian couldn't see it, so he pouted and snorted, "I'll say it!" It turned out to be the master of the Guo family, Wei Muzi's idea! ”

Old Zhu Po said yes again and again, Zhao Baojian smiled again, and then waved his hand and picked up Dongcai.

"But it's also true that your grandson deceived my family for losing food!"