"Nope!" Qi Shaoyan wiped his face, trying to use weak language to maintain his last bit of pitiful dignity: "I rested well last night, very comfortable, and slept until dawn." ”

…… If your face wasn't so ugly, maybe I'd take your word for it.

Yu Ling said that he had a credible understanding of his stubbornness to die to save face and suffer crimes.

Although she didn't say it, there was a clear light in her eyes, and Qi Shaoyan turned her face uncomfortably: "Okay...... It's good that you don't have much rest...... What was it that howled all night outside the cemetery last night? ”

Yu Ling looked at the old ancestor and asked silently, 'Is there such a thing?' ’

The old ancestor coughed dryly: "You didn't take off the jade pendant when you went to bed last night?" ”

“…… No. ”

"Then you heard strange noises?" The old ancestor's voice became more reasonable, and his voice became much louder: "Although the jade pendant can let you see ghosts and communicate with us, you can't even stay sleeping!" This thing is stained with my ghost, if you even wear it to sleep, it's easy to have nightmares, or why is it only you who hear, Xiaoling doesn't hear it? ”

“……”

So, he deserves to be unlucky?

Because he wanted to follow Aunt Ling to the provincial capital, the village chief got up before dawn and went to the threshing floor to spread the wheat, then went home and took a cold shower, changed into less shabby clothes, held a large millet cake in his mouth, and carried a few pieces in his bag, and stood at the entrance of the village while eating and waiting for them.

When he saw a very eye-catching pair of men and women coming over, his eyes lit up, and he muttered in his heart, they were quite a good match, so he raised his hand: "Aunt Ling, the little master of the Qi family, here!" ”

The words he shouted made Qi Shaoyanjun's face black again, Aunt Ling? The little master of the Qi family? What the hell is this called?

I will be older than her next year, why is she so shorter?

"Good morning, village chief."

Qi Shaoyan, who strode over, nodded at him, and then said as if he didn't care: "Actually, it's good for the village chief to call me by my name directly, although my marriage contract with Yu Ling has been dissolved, but you have a name that is separated by two generations......"

Isn't it very inappropriate?

"Huh?"

The village chief watched back and forth between him and Yu Ling several times, but he never understood how Aunt Ling's grandmother got involved with him, and he couldn't figure it out even more when the engagement was canceled, so he could only nod his head: "Oh, it's ......."

"Aunt Ling, you haven't eaten yet, have you? This is the millet cake made by the old family, eat some mats. He took out the bread wrapped in oiled paper from his bag and handed it to them:

"Also, aren't the roads in our village all built at the expense of Aunt Ling's grandmother? Since ancient times, it has been a great merit to build bridges and pave roads, so our village has made a pennant for you, and when your school opens, it is estimated that it can be sent over. ”

Seeing Yu Ling and Qi Shaoyan taking the cake in his hand respectively, the village chief smiled so hard that his yellow teeth were exposed: "When the time comes, let's beat the gongs and drums and send them to the school, maybe we can add points to Aunt Ling's college entrance examination next year!" ”

"Going to school?"

Yu Ling did not object to sending pennants, her purpose of building the road was not pure, but when she heard the village chief's intention to send it to the school, she was a little disapproving.

Yu Zhengyong and his wife have both been to the school, in case they leave any contact information for the school, if they are recruited because of the pennant this time, it will be worth the loss.