Judging from her and Buli's current strength, staying away from General Wei will do more harm than good.

"There is no need to contact him now, but he is also covering the sky with one hand, we can't guarantee that we won't borrow his power in the future, in order to contact him before, we have also paved a lot, taking into account the overall situation, this line can't be broken like this."

A small person starts a family, and it is indispensable to take advantage of the situation, and when she encounters a hurdle, maybe the other party can lead the whole clan through the difficulties with a word, so no matter how much she responds, she will not bring her personal preferences to the right thing.

"Zhao Si's side, I gave him a note back, and six words were written on it, guess what?" Qingqing asked.

"Six words?" After thinking about it, he felt that Qingqing should write and stand still.

But she said, it's six words, two more words, what could it be?

"I can't guess, but I think it should be, something like that." Don't leave the road.

"Well, it's close, what I wrote is, you don't know anything."

"......" is really straightforward and colloquial enough.

"Zhao Si's brain, he doesn't understand that writing is too complicated, it's better to tell him bluntly, he doesn't know anything, no matter who asks him, as long as he answers like this, he can get away with it."

"That's right, I think I need a little reward. It's cool at night, how about you come to my bed? He pretended to be light and sinisterly said what he had been secretly holding back for a long time.

What answered him was Qingqing's exaggerated fake snoring.

Do not deviate from the black line.

"If you don't agree, there's no need to damage your image like this, right? You don't snore at all when you sleep! ”

What answered him was her harder "purr".

It may be the cause of excessive blood loss, but he waited for her to fall asleep and then carried her over as usual, and he only stayed up for a while before falling asleep.

By the time he opened his eyes again, it was already early morning.

There was no familiar temperature and fragrance in his arms, and the feeling of emptiness told him that Qingqing didn't turn into his quilt last night, and this realization made him open his eyes instantly and look at Kang Xiao sharply.

Her quilt has not been folded yet, but in the quilt, there is no beautiful woman's shadow.

A pillow was placed upright, and I understood it in an instant.

She can't sleep well without hugging things, so she must use the pillow as a substitute for him.

Thinking of this, he rolled over without thinking, stretched out his arms and grabbed the pillow, hammered it twice, heard the footsteps, and quickly threw the pillow aside, and lay back in the quilt to sulk.

"Awake?" Qingqing walked to the kang and asked, she saw that his long eyelashes kept flashing, guessing that he was awake.

I wanted to pretend to be asleep to express my dissatisfaction with her use of a pillow instead of him, but I still opened my eyes when I smelled blood.

Qingqing was wearing a dirty shirt with some blood stains on the placket, so she sat up without leaving, pointed to her clothes and asked, "How did you get it?!" ”

"I divided the pigs."

"You can do this kind of thing with the people in the village, you don't need to do it yourself-wait, you won't be using that dead pig to vent your anger, right?!"

Qingqing was noncommittal, just snorted contemptuously.

"The next time I go into the mountains, let me meet the wild boar that hurt you, and I will slaughter it together."

Keep twitching from the corners of your mouth.

"What are you fighting with the animals, let's go hunting, hunt the killers, and don't let the families resist?"

"I don't care, I just hold a grudge." She crossed her hips.

Don't leave and wave his hand, okay, the woman who holds a grudge is the most powerful, hurry up and change her clothes, he is a little worried now, what happened to the little wild boar by his angry daughter-in-law, and picking meat is also knowledge, but don't let her chop the meat puree in anger, then the follow-up jerky can't be done.

While she was changing her clothes, she got up and went to the yard.

As soon as I went out, I saw the wild boar skin hanging in the yard, there were a few pots on the ground, the meat and internal organs were placed separately by her, and the wild boar's head was hung on the fence, it seems that Qingqing handled it very well.

Buli was about to go into the house to praise her for a few words, when he saw Ermao coming over with a pot of meat filling.

"Where did it come from?" Don't leave the question.

Ermao replied: "The clan grandmother chopped by the stream in the morning, I didn't see it, my father and they all saw it." She only took the cutting board and kitchen knife after chopping, and the meat filling may have been forgotten, so my father asked me to send it. ”

According to Yu Guang's complaint, the clan grandmother struck with two knives, the knife technique was as fast as lightning, and the chopping board was about to let her chop out the sparks.

Seeing that everyone swallowed their saliva, the majestic momentum scared everyone so much that no one dared to come forward to ask.

There is that timid one, who is already secretly thinking, I'm afraid that the grandmother of the clan came to Liwei, right?

Without leaving the corners of her mouth, she was really .......

Is this for fear of waking him up at home?

I also took it to the stream and chopped it, and after chopping it, I tried to destroy the corpse and not bring the minced meat back.

Such childish behavior really doesn't look like she would do it.

"Okay, you can take the minced meat back, she gave it to you to eat, let your mother wrap some buns for everyone." I want to laugh in my heart, but he still maintains the usual calm appearance on his face, he has a good face as a woman, and he doesn't want him to know such a cute side, so he pretends not to know.

When Ermao heard that there were meat buns to eat, he was happy to become a flower, and he gave him the pig's head without leaving.

Together with a hind leg and two pheasants, let him take it back with him, add some vegetables and stew a few pots, and give everyone a point.

When Qingqing changed her clothes and came out, Ermao had already left, and she was standing in front of a few basins, as if she was thinking about how to process it.

"Ermao just came?" Qingqing asked.

nodded without leaving, concealed the matter of sending the minced meat, and only said that he gave the pig's head to Ermao.

Qingqing nodded.

In addition to wild boars, the prey he brought back yesterday was also pheasants, and he gave a portion to the villagers, leaving a chicken and half a pig.

"You can stay at home today, and I will make the Yellow Book for you." Qingqing said to Buli.

frowned, and wanted to argue for himself, but Qingqing didn't give him a chance, and walked out with his legs.

Seeing that she insisted on going, it was not tiring to think about making a book, she would go if she wanted to, he stayed at home and just disposed of the meat.

"I'll let the little brothers stay and help you, you can tell them what to do, don't do it yourself." Qingqing predicted his prediction.

"......" is speechless.

Did she send the children to help him, or did she send someone to spy on him?

It doesn't matter, the two little cubs can't stand him yet, and after she leaves, he can do whatever he wants, and threaten the two little cubs not to say anything.

"If you don't take care of your injuries and let me know, I'll move to the hut." Qingqing once again predicted his prediction.

Without leaving the silence, he now also has the urge to chop the meat with a kitchen knife.

"Don't try to threaten the two children, I have a way to get them to tell the truth."

Qingqing knocked out the inseparable expression with no love.

Looking for such a strong daughter-in-law, he has no possibility of resisting at all.

Qingqing saw that the beating was almost over, and told him about the real murderer who went to the ancestral hall in the morning to block the fire bucket.