Chapter Ninety-Two: Short Hands for Others

"You just stop and rest for a while, I have mixed this cooking, and there is half a load of bacon in the vat outside, and it's all your silver anyway, is it possible that the one made and the one taken from your house are not the same taste?" Zhou Xinghua put a bowl of porridge on the side of the stove, and said to Zhao Hong: "You have to drink some yourself, warm your stomach, you are old, don't toss out of illness, you are Langzhong, but you are also a grandmother, I will go and call Zhou Huo back." ”

Zhou Xinghua didn't ask Zhao Hong what to do with Zhou Huo, just based on Zhao Hong's kindness to their family, they should do everything to kill people and set fires, not to mention that Zhao Hong is not the kind of person who violates the law.

Zhao Hong didn't refuse, if this happened tonight, she couldn't let the family work there, but she went to sleep first, and she had to toss for eight hours, and she couldn't stand it if she didn't eat some hot body.

How the patriarch decided Zhao Hong didn't know, and at this time, Zhao Hong wanted to scold these ancient rules.

Obviously, she is a woman who has set up a female household, and she is also the person in charge of the house, but she always has to have scruples when she goes out at night, which is really a special mother's heart.

Zhao Hong, who had something in his heart, held the bowl and drank it slowly without speaking, only drank half a bowl of porridge, and Zhou Huo came back.

"You go to the patriarch's house to listen to the sound, this pack of medicine will be used on the Yang family when you have the opportunity, be careful not to get it to the villagers." Zhao Hong gave the itchy powder to Zhou Huo.

There is not much itchy powder sprinkled outside the courtyard wall, Zhao Hong doesn't want the Yang family to pay the price if they don't feel pain or itch, let alone make them uncomfortable for a few days, and if they don't die, they have to peel off the skin, so that they can stand their vicious heart of setting fire and disregarding human life.

Zhou Huo took the medicine bag and left without hesitation, Zhao Hong saw that Zhou Xinghua didn't even ask, and said with a smile: "Aren't you afraid that I will let Zhou Huo kill people?" ”

"If you can really do this, the most deserving of death is Linde and the woman." Zhou Xinghua glanced at Zhao Hong.

Zhao Hong laughed, feeling more and more that Zhou Xinghua was a little cute when she was old.

Zhao Hong, who lamented that he had made a friend who was measured and trusted him wholeheartedly, didn't know that another calculation against her was also underway.

Lin Qiao, who finally invited a Taoist priest, said to the Taoist priest who had just finished doing the rituals: "Is this thing of yours spiritual?" As long as you can exorcise evil spirits for my mother, let my mother listen to me in the future, and when I inherit the family business, your benefits are indispensable. But if you don't have the ability, I won't give you a penny. ”

The Taoist priest touched the beard of the goat's horns, his eyes flashed with essence, he glanced at Lin Qiao with a squint, and put the peachwood sword in the scabbard.

"I have been practicing for many years, and I have removed countless filth, so I am completely sure that I can let those demons and monsters appear. If the girl doesn't believe it, she can leave, and the poor road doesn't force cause and effect, but I hope the girl doesn't regret it. The Taoist priest said, turned around and sat down, as if he didn't care about Lin Qiao's goings and staying.

That is, Lin Qiao has little knowledge, otherwise he will find that this Taoist priest is eccentric, and he has no righteousness at all, and he is clearly a charlatan.

"Then tomorrow you go to Taoyuan Village by yourself, if you get things done, I will give you silver." Lin Qiao was beaten by Zhao Hong, and there was still a shadow in her heart, so she was afraid that if she couldn't do it, she would have to be beaten again.

The Taoist priest's eyes rolled, and when Lin Linqiao turned around, he suddenly got up, hugged her from behind, and covered Lin Qiao's mouth with a handkerchief.

"Hmm......" Lin Qiao struggled twice, and the person fell softly into the arms of the Taoist priest, obviously there was a drug on the handkerchief.

"At a young age, you don't have the right mind, and you dare to look down on me, and you don't look at how many pounds and taels you have, if you don't look good, Lao Tzu won't play with you."

The Taoist priest smiled, stroked Lin Qiao's face, turned around and carried the person to the bed, and put down the bed curtain.

The night was very dark, the fire and candles in the house were flickering, and no one knew what a girl in this remote courtyard was experiencing, but all this was a tragedy caused by Lin Qiao's conceit, and the consequences were naturally only borne by herself.

When dawn came, Zhao Hong, who hadn't rested well at night, felt a little tired after getting up, and said secretly: The original owner's body is poor enough, and he has to take care of it well.

Just finished giving herself a pulse, Zhao Hong was about to change a new conditioning recipe for herself, and before she could go to find a pen and paper, Zhao Fugui, who was yawning and sleepy, came to the door.

"What the patriarch means is that we can't keep this guy in Taoyuan Village anymore, and after beating the poplar tree with a whip, it will drive their family away, your family's wood has harmed so much, if they can't afford to pay the silver, then use a few acres of their family to pay. Do you want land or silver? Let's take a look at the arrangement. Zhao Fugui asked.

"My family's land has been planted for the clan, and I can't move a woman with a few babies, so I still want silver to save my worries. If no one wants to buy their land, it can be given to me directly, or it can be handed over to the clan to plant according to the old rules, and give me some rations. Zhao Hong said.

Zhao Fugui nodded and was silent for a moment, obviously weighing this matter.

Zhao Hong didn't care about this bit of silver, it wasn't enough for his own expenses for two months.

However, if you can ask for two acres of land, you can also do it, although it is said to be planted for the clan, but it is an inherent asset, and it is easy to get some rations every year, and it is a disguised way to make the clan owe themselves favors.

In any year, take other people's hands short, and eat other people's soft mouths.

"I'll go back and discuss with the patriarch, if you have other ideas here, let someone go to the patriarch's house and send me a letter." Zhao Fugui got up and said.

"Okay, hard work cousin." Zhao Hong got up to see off the guests, and when he arrived in the courtyard, he asked, "Why hasn't Zhao Ling come to learn concoction medicinal materials these days?" Is the little girl not interested in this? ”

Zhao Fugui's footsteps paused, there was a smile on his face, and he said: "My big girl has a body again, and she has vomited a lot recently, so I asked my little girl to give her a hand and take care of my little granddaughter, your sister-in-law is probably busy and forgot to tell you about it." ”

"This is a happy event, the eldest niece has a baby, don't forget to give me a letter, I can send it to the ruler who pulls a piece of muslin, and I will also eat two red eggs to be happy." Zhao Hong said with a smile.

Suddenly I thought that the ancients had a rule that the first trimester of pregnancy was not allowed to be announced to the public, and it is estimated that Shen did not tell him about it, and it was still taboo.

Zhao Fugui was also happy to have a relationship with Zhao Hong, and responded with a smile, and then left in a hurry.

Zhao Lingxiu didn't go to class in the Shen family's courtyard today, and sure enough, he took the flower brace and went to the Zhou family next door to embroider, although he heard what Zhao Hong said to Zhao Fugui, but he was so smart that he didn't ask anything.

Since Zhao Hong handed over the formula of the moisturizer to Zhao Lingxiu, she seems to have grown faster, no longer careless, and her eyebrows and eyes have opened up a lot.

"Why does my mother look at me like this? Dirty on my face? Zhao Lingxiu touched his face uncertainly.

"You come into the house with me, I have something to tell you." Zhao Hong said a word, and then stepped into the house first.