When Zhang Fugui didn't even have the strength to go to the thatched house, Zhao Jinhua's screams in the house finally subsided.

The door opened, and a woman came out, holding the tightly wrapped body of the child, and said with a sad face: "Jinhua is fine, the child is gone." It's a pity, it's a boy. ”

"My son! Is it really gone? Although Zhang Fugui shouted no at first, he was born in the end, and he was distressed when he saw that group at this time.

"What the May girl said, Zuo Ming also said, mourn." The woman could only comfort herself.

Zhang Fugui's crying shook the sky, as if it was someone else who had just pulled out of strength.

As if he had cried enough, Zhang Fugui suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at May and shouted: "You killed my son, it must be you!" You little kid, what kind of medicine can you know! Lose my son, lose money! ”

May plucked out her ears, hating Zhang Fugui's mad dog appearance the most, her face was calm, and she looked at him for a while.

Just when Wu Jinchuan was nervous about whether she would suddenly make a move to unload Zhang Fugui, May said: "You are so lazy to let your pregnant daughter-in-law go to work in the fields, not to mention the child, and you want to make a sum of money from the dead child." I've seen many shameless men, and you're a rare and best, and I don't know if the Netherworld will accept you like this when you die in the future. ”

The villagers hadn't gone yet, listening to May's words, they subconsciously agreed in their hearts, and then thought that Zhang Fugui was from the same village, so they lowered their heads quite embarrassedly and looked at each other.

Only then did I know that hey, it turns out that everyone thinks so in their hearts!

Zhang Fugui was annoyed and angry by what he said, and threw the tea bowl in his hand towards May.

Wu Jinchuan quickly blocked in front of her, caught the tea bowl, and directly crushed it with his bare hands.

"I'm not too young, so let's save some face for myself." Wu Jinchuan said coldly.

Zhang Fugui: "Why did you forget that they all know martial arts."

May raised her eyebrows, looking at Wu Jinchuan's back and a smile was aroused, and she didn't even notice it.

After this incident, even Zhang Liufu didn't go to school for a long time, concentrating on taking care of his mother at home. Zhao Jinhua's body, I'm afraid it won't recover in a few months.

The work in the sky is naturally done by Zhang Fugui. After that, between the patient and the worker, he still felt that things in the field were easier.

Zhang Fugui, who was not in the way, walked around in front of him, Wei Yunju harvested grapes, and the winemaking mood was much more comfortable.

Except for the fact that Nishikikawa and May always quarrel, everything seems to be harmonious.

A spring and summer pass, and an autumn and winter rotate. Time in the valley seems to stand still.

If you didn't look at the stripes carved on the stone, even Chu Jiu wouldn't be able to remember what year it was.

If there is no white medicine here, it can really be called a peach blossom source.

In the medicine field, Chu Jiu was still wearing an orange-pink dress, and two round buns had been coiled on his head, tied with the same orange-pink hairband.

Probably Baiyao likes this kind of harmony, the emerald green May, the orange powder Chu Jiu.

Now, Chu Jiu's height has grown a lot, at least taller than the hoe in the medicine garden. The baby fat on the face has also gone down a little, although the face still looks round, but the chin is exposed, and the original shallow dimple smile also looks deeper.

Most of the herbs that were destroyed by Chu Jiu last time were revived by white medicine.

That day, Baiyao was busy in the medicine garden for a day and a night, and I don't know what method he used, he sorted out all those medicinal herbs and replanted them, and some of them were put away and dried for later use.

Chu Jiu saw that Bai Yao liked those medicinal materials so much, and he didn't deliberately toss him later.

The two of them lived happily for a long time.

In addition to the grass, watered, picked the mature medicinal herbs that should be picked, and dug what should be dug Chu Jiu wiped the sweat from his forehead, climbed onto the rattan chair on the side, and sat and drank tea.

The little yellow bird flew over, landed on the handle of the rattan chair, and rubbed the back of Chu Jiu's hand with his head.

Time can make Chu Jiu grow up, and the little yellow bird is also growing up. Now it has grown more beautiful golden feathers, and the feathers on its head are more and more fiery red, and every time it looks like a burning flame.

Chu Jiu raised his hand and touched the feathers of the little yellow bird, narrowed his big round eyes into a slit, and said with a smile: "Little Huang, you are still cute when you grow up, don't feed me earthworms." ”

"Why don't you like to eat delicious insects, how delicious the meat is."

Bai Yao got up from a nap, walked over with a cloak, and saw Chu Jiu talking with the little yellow bird in the medicine garden.

"Girl, comb my hair." Bai Yao handed the wooden comb he was holding in his hand to Chu Jiu.

In the past, the dead girl in May never combed his hair, and this long hair, he didn't bother to comb it, and it was knotted badly. It wasn't until Chu Jiu spent a day helping him straighten out his hair that he found that it was so comfortable to comb his hair neatly.

When the little yellow bird saw the old man who had tormented him all day coming, he quickly flapped his wings and flew away.

Chu Jiu looked at the back of the little yellow bird and was speechless for a while. When disaster comes, they fly separately! What about sharing life and death with usal and suffering? If you say fly, you will fly, and you will know that you can't believe in bird language!

Chu Jiu sighed and climbed from the rattan chair to the table next to him. At her height, even if Bai Yao squatted on the ground, she couldn't comb his hair, so she could only go to the table.

I really regret that I combed his hair on a whim at that time, and it was still addictive.

Bai Yao rarely stood at the table obediently.

Chu Jiu's hands are small, and it is very difficult to tie his hair. However, she carefully straightened his hair.

She's still full of skill. Although she used to be a princess, she often pretended to be a man and sneaked out of the palace, and she combed too much, and she became familiar.

The hairpin of Baiyao is natural, it is a vine, cut everything by yourself, grind it, and use it directly.

Chu Jiu put his hair together, styled it, inserted the hairpin, and patted his little hands.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, it's good, the little girl is moving faster and faster." Bai Yao glanced at his reflection in the bucket and was quite satisfied with this neat and comfortable hairstyle.

Chu Jiu: "Practice makes perfect!" If you dare to let the princess tie her hair every day, you are also the first person.

"Girl, when people are old, their bodies are not good, and I may not be able to take a medicated bath with you every day recently, you still have to soak. Six more times, and that's it. Baiyao's voice suddenly changed.

For three months in a row, his health deteriorated. It seems that what you owe to God is going to be paid back after all.

Chu Jiu didn't think so much, and rolled his eyes at his back. If you are sick, you will die or live, and when you are good, you will compete with yourself every day, something wrong!

The little yellow bird flew around, picked up a fruit, and saw Bai Yao inspecting the medicine garden, flapped its wings and fell.

Seeing it, Bai Yao smiled helplessly and stretched out his hand. The little yellow bird put the fruit in the palm of Bai Yao's hand.

"Xiao Huang, this is of no use to me!" Bai Yao said with a smile: "You should give this thing to that little fat man." ”

As soon as Chu Jiu heard this, he immediately exploded, jumped down from the table at once, crossed his waist with one hand, pinched his face with the other and shouted: "Stinky old man, who are you talking about!" I'm fat because I haven't grown up yet! It's called baby fat! Baby fat! ”