It wasn't until Aunt Bao'er's voice couldn't be heard that Yang Shumiao closed the door, and it was over, how could she go back? looked at Jiang Lanqing with a bitter face: "Sister Qing, I don't dare to go back." ”

She'd seen dogs' exorcisms, but not like this.

"You sleep with me tonight, Shuo'er and Mr. Lu together, is it okay?" The latter words were to ask Jiang Jingxuan and Lu Yunfeng.

Jiang Jingxuan nodded sensibly, Lu Yunfeng naturally had no opinion, and then walked out of the room with Jiang Jingxuan in his arms.

When the two went to the next door and closed the door, Yang Shumiao was still feeling apprehensive when she sat on the kang, and she went into the quilt to look around.

"Don't be afraid, all the ghosts have followed Aunt Bao." Jiang Lanqing took out the small peachwood sword that had not been carved and continued to carve under the oil lamp.

The poplar sapling thought about it, as if it was indeed the case, and was quickly relieved.

Jiang Lanqing lowered her head and carved seriously, the poplar sapling was bored, she stared at Jiang Lanqing, lazily supporting her chin: "Sister Qing, did you say that cockscomb snake is gone?" And that female ghost? Who the hell is it? Are there any eyebrows? ”

"Where do I know where to go." Jiang Lan didn't raise his head, and immediately thought of what his son said to her last night, wanting to know if the spirit was not spiritual, and asked his son, if the cockscomb snake left, then his son's feet would not be so heavy, and his walk would be brisker.

As for the female ghost, she really didn't know the situation, and she didn't know where the garbage ghost came from, so she actually found his son, and when she carved the peachwood sword, she brought it to her son, and if the female ghost came, she would stab her to death with a sword.

When he got up in the morning, Jiang Lanqing hung the peachwood sword he made last night on Jiang Jingxuan's neck, which was very small and chic, he liked it very much, boys, he always liked knives and guns.

But Jiang Lanqing explained to him that this peachwood sword could not be taken down in the future, this was something to keep him safe.

When the sun came out, the three adults were busy cleaning, cleaning the beans and corn in the house, putting them in the shengzi first, and after eating, Jiang Lanqing and the poplar saplings went to Wafang Village to grind them out first.

When the grinding is done, I will go directly to the crossroads to fetch water, where there are people in all directions, and many people walk from there every day.

Then I went to Yang Sapling's house to see if Father Yang was free, and by the way, I went to find out who was free.

Last night, Fourth Sister Luo came back and told Daddy Yang, and Daddy Yang said that Jiang Lanqing would prepare everything he needed, and he could do it at any time.

Coming out of Yang's house, I walked around the village, and I didn't find any empty man, who was busy working in the field during this time, and the two could only go back to the middle of the mountain, and when they arrived at the middle of the mountain, three women had already come and were weaving in the house.

Lu Yunfeng taught Jiang Jingxuan to read in the side room.

Tang Yuzhang was holding a rabbit in his hand today, saying that it was a hare that his son helped catch yesterday, and he used it to practice acupuncture.

Jiang Lanqing didn't want Tang Yuzhang to be blowing in the yard at such an age, so he asked him not to come all the time in the future, just practice at home, and ask her if he had any questions.

Wait until she has the medical room built.

Although Tang Yuzhang didn't know what the medical room Jiang Lanqing wanted to build, he believed that it would be useful to him, and he especially supported Jiang Lanqing to build the medical room, so he said that his three sons would help.

Jiang Lanqing asked him: "Aren't they all busy working in the fields at home?" ”

"Let them go first." Tang Yuzhang said with a serious face.

As soon as he heard this, Jiang Lanqing immediately refused, how can this work, the farmer, naturally the farmer is important, how can she delay the sowing time because of her trivial matter.