"Sister Wei, Xiaopang has explained, don't be angry. Li Yanzhi walked up to Wei's side, and while she was not paying attention, he took out something from the treasure bag and stuffed it into Bai Xiaopang.

"Yes, Wei's, Zhi'er just came back, everyone is happy, go to my place for dinner in the evening, don't be angry, so as not to get angry. Aunt Hua also hurriedly persuaded earnestly.

The pretty widow Wei's real name is Wei Yinyin, her eyebrows are lightly swept, her demeanor is graceful, she is petite and exquisite, and she is a rare beauty. But age is a mystery, and at first glance, it seems that it is not an exaggeration to say that she is a twenty-eight girl, or a thirty woman, or even a fifty old man. Since Li Yanzhi can remember, she has always been the same as she is now, and it seems that the years have never left anything on her.

"Sister Wei, look, this is the Konghou I bought for you newly, your one is already old, so use this new one in the future. It seemed that he was still afraid that Wei Yinyin would still be angry, so Li Yanzhi hurriedly untied the gong hou on his back and placed it beside Wei Yinyin as if offering a treasure.

Wei Yinyin's pretty face showed a smile of relief like a distant mountain hibiscus: "Zhi'er will buy me a gift." Okay, I'm not angry, you go to her with Aunt Hua first, and I'll go over after I teach this little fat man a lesson. ”

Hearing that there was no trace of anger in Wei Yinyin's voice, Li Yanzhi and Aunt Hua nodded reassuringly and withdrew.

As for Bai Xiaopang, Wei Yinyin hates people to lie the most, and the next meal of "fried meat with bamboo strips" is inevitable. However, Li Yanzhi had already given him "it doesn't hurt to beat" from the treasure bag, thinking that it would not only relieve Sister Wei's anger, but also not let this little fat man suffer from skin and flesh.

"Wow!" Bai Xiaopang cried from the house, crying and said aggrievedly: "Sister Wei, I'm about to be poisoned, and you still beat me!"

This little chubby, I haven't seen my acting skills for a few days!

Li Yanzhi was secretly happy in his heart, picked up the crisp cheese he took from Sister Wei in his hand, and opened his mouth to swallow it.

But at first glance, he was dumbfounded-crisp...... What about pastry?

Oops, give the wrong one!

I saw that "it doesn't hurt" was still in my hand, but the cheese was gone......

Now Li Yanzhi finally understood why Bai Xiaopang cried so "realistically", and suddenly felt indescribable guilt in his heart.

So when Bai Xiaopang was beaten, crying with tears and snot, and standing in front of Li Yanzhi with his red little buttocks, as if he was complaining silently, Li Yanzhi did not hesitate to give him the biggest and most delicious candies and pastries in the baggage.

Looking at the little fat man's face with tears not dry, grinning in pain from time to time, and eating snacks and bubbling with a beautiful nose, Li Yanzhi's conscience finally calmed down a little.

Night fell quickly, and Long Kongkong and Sugar Baby also returned, this is a pair of dragon and phoenix fetuses, five years old this year, like Bai Xiaopang, they are all orphans that Li Yanzhi picked up outside.

When Li Yanzhi put the big bags of food and rattles, bamboo dragonflies, spinning tops and other fun things in front of them, the eyes of the two little guys instantly lit up, and they played and ate happily.

Soon, Aunt Hua and Sister Wei arranged a large table of dishes, and Li Yanzhi's favorite flower chicken and crisp cheese were in it.

Uncle Jin was late, and when the good daughter Hong on the altar she was holding like a baby was found by Aunt Hua, she first encountered a lot of falls, and Uncle Jin grabbed a few words. However, Aunt Hua saw that Li Yanzhi was greedy like a cat, and suddenly relented, reluctantly, and allowed the two of them to drink and eat at the same time.

The meal was eaten happily, the wine was drunk heartily, and the small courtyard of the farmhouse was full of laughter.

After drinking and eating, everyone was a little drunk - Uncle Jin sat in Aunt Hua's small courtyard, holding a big grinding plate and muttering vaguely what wine order; Aunt Hua and Sister Wei sat on the threshold, one praised each other's beauty and singing, the other praised each other's puppets for their beauty, and both women praised each other for their beautiful hearts, laughing constantly.

Li Yanzhi also smiled, lying on the table, his head resting on his arm, his face slightly flushed from the strength of wine, he opened his somewhat hazy eyes, looked at the full puppets on Aunt Hua's windowsill, and suddenly laughed even more - Sister Wei can really lie.

Aunt Hua likes to make puppets, and has a kind of mysterious confidence in the puppets she makes, feeling very delicate and beautiful, even no less than a work of art. But in fact, they are all very ugly, ugly and miserable. It is really difficult for Li Yanzhi to hook these puppets who can only barely distinguish their facial features with "good-looking" and "exquisite".

But he is not stupid, these big truths will naturally not be said in front of Aunt Hua, but will only steal fun from time to time.

Huh, how is this puppet a bit like my savior in the tomb?

Li Yanzhi, who was drunk and hazy, suddenly had this idea in his heart.

I saw the puppet he was looking at, with a round face, thick eyebrows, and a faint scar on his right forehead. However, Aunt Hua's female popularity is so bad that Li Yanzhi is not sure whether it is a scar or a mole. But the puppet's right arm was severed, revealing the cotton filling inside.

Not very much like his savior!

"Aunt Hua, this puppet is so strange...... Li Yanzhi pointed to the puppet in front of him who seemed to have a ghost.

"Zhi'er, you're drunk. But before he could finish speaking, Aunt Hua's thin body stood up from the threshold, stood quietly between Li Yanzhi and the puppet, and said.

The pretty widow Wei Yinyin casually threw the puppet into a box.

In a trance, Li Yanzhi seemed to see a ray of light flashing on the puppet, as if it was a silver needle......

But immediately he didn't pay attention to it, for he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, a heart-piercing pain, and his heart seemed to explode out of his cavity, followed by a painful feeling of extreme cold and heat!

The feeling of pain in the tomb has reappeared!

"Dead old man!" Aunt Hua was shocked.

Before she finished shouting, Uncle Jin's figure had already appeared beside Li Yanzhi, as fast as a ghost, like an ordinary village man, quickly picked up Li Yanzhi's wrist and called for a pulse.

Wei Yinyin drove the three children out of the house, and then looked at Uncle Jin with Aunt Hua anxiously, as if waiting for an answer.

In this instant, where is the three of them still a little drunk! It is as if the drunken eyes just now are hazy, but it is just - pretending.

"Dead old man, what's wrong with the child?!" Aunt Hua looked anxious.

Uncle Jin's expression was solemn, his eyes were unblinking, he was slightly stunned, and then looked at Li Yanzhi, who was tortured by pain and his expression was almost hideous, and suddenly laughed.

The smile is overjoyed and ecstatic.

"Zhi'er has washed the essence and cut the marrow!"

After laughing for a while, when he saw Aunt Hua and Wei's holding a cut scissors in one hand and a gonghou in the other, looking at him with extremely unkind expressions, Uncle Jin hurriedly stopped laughing and spoke.

Suddenly it was like an earth-shattering shock!

"What?!"

Aunt Hua and Wei asked in unison.