Chapter 368: Helpless
"You say, is it important that the flower bell girl is heavy?"
Xuan Niang's words, Sun Daqiao had never heard of it at all, and he had never seen such a thing as a demon living for a thousand years, whether it was a ghost story or a rural anecdote, he could only temporarily put aside his doubts, and asked curiously: "Since the fairy girl knows who killed my daughter, is there a solution?" ”
"Solution? Since ancient times, good causes have good results, evil causes have evil consequences, and the fate of your Sun Daqiao is of course in you! ”
Xuan Niang's words made Sun Daqiao difficult: "But how can I solve it?" ”
Xuan Niang looked at Sun Daqiao, and her eyes were no longer so solemn: "The bell must be tied to the bell, how did you go to Tiesha Mountain in the first place, then you still have to take your daughter to go, but this time it is not to answer the curse, but to ask for cause and effect, and your daughter's deficiency will naturally be cured." ”
"Speaking of which, you can't help it, Fairy Gu~"
Yue Guanchao saw that Xuan Niang said so much, only the sentence that the bell must be tied to the bell is useful, so as not to tease him a few words.
Seeing that he didn't believe him, Xuan Niang's face was a little unbearable: "Hey! You little rabbit cub, I can use spells to cure her now, but it's useless at all, even if Hualing is good this time, next time, these beasts and thieves will not die, they will only get worse, and only by cleaning up the source can we cure the symptoms and the root cause. ”
"Hey~ It seems that my Sun Daqiao is destined to return to Tiesha Mountain again, even if I die there, I don't dare to run away now."
Sun Daqiao listened to Xuan Niang's words, and was already firmly determined in his heart that the root of the spell in the flower bell was on him, and he had plans to return to Tiesha Mountain again.
"Anyway, my Xuanniangniang's words are here, all the disasters are in Tiesha Mountain, if you want to settle your grievances, you have to go."
"Okay, okay, it's not too early, you can go back first, if you have anything else, come here to find me, don't bother your aunt and grandmother to run back and forth."
Xuan Niang gave the order to evict the guests, Zheng Ke shrugged at them, and led everyone out of the Sheng Garden.
Now that he already knows about the existence of tanuki cats, he is afraid that these wild cats will really do something to Hua Ling, and they will definitely not be able to return to Xiaonanmen'er, so Song Siyuan had to place Sun Daqiao and his family in the Song Mansion courtyard first, and asked the nursing home to step up patrols, so that he could rest assured.
After evening, the twilight is approaching and the warm sun is gone.
Yue Guanchao stood under the corridor of the courtyard and looked at the employees of the Song Mansion, who had already begun to drag charcoal fires and light fires in each courtyard.
Fengtian has entered winter around October, the winter is extremely cold, this cold can still be relieved under the big sun, once the sun sets and the light is insufficient, the cold air in the yard hits instantly, even if it is wrapped in a wool jacket, it still feels that the cold wind drills into the skin, a sweat is like a layer of ice ballast, such days, until March and April of the next year, it will not be relieved until March and April of the next year, and the winter days of up to half a year, whoever has lived will cry bitterly.
"Uncle Song, Song Mansion also burns the kang?"
After Song Bo finished greeting the people, he stood under the corridor and breathed hot, touched his nose that was red from the cold, and said with a smile:
"Mr. Yue, the north and south causeway lanes where the Song house is located are the diplomatic embassy lanes, there are many foreigners and diplomats living here, and there are also ondols but not commonly used, the most used is the small steam boiler of Confucius & Co., burning a charcoal fire outside, and there is no smoke in the house, it is already very warm, it is a new foreign thing, I heard that the big hotel in the ten-mile foreign field burns day and night, and it is very warm."
"Come in quickly, the house will be hot in a short time, and the young lady said to burn the kang too."
Yue Guanchao just stood in the courtyard for a while, the cold water and snot were almost frozen, although there were no snowflakes, the knife wind was unbearable, so he had to go into the house first.
Not to mention, Lao Dezi's things are good, when he entered the house, he was still roasting the fire on the stove, but after a cup of tea, he had already seen that the house was full of heat, so he asked people to put out the stove and sit around the main hall!
Yue Qingshan saw that the three rooms in the main hall were heating up, and knocked on the heat pipe with a pipe, and said happily: "This thing, if you want to put it in our village, no one knows it, in the end it is a metropolis, and there are many novelties." ”
"Second uncle, the place where his family lives is Diplomatic Alley, and there are many diplomats, this is a small steam boiler specially bought for them by the Political Yuan, I heard that it was newly made by Lao Dezi, and the gold is very expensive, don't knock it out."
"This is still said by you little rabbit cub, I don't know that this thing is expensive, I keep it!"
Second Uncle Yue glanced at his nephew, as if he was blaming this stinky boy for looking down on him.
Yue Guanchao looked outside, the cold wind blew through the yard in the evening, and now he looked out through the shadow of the yellow light outside the house, and the snowflakes that were blowing white on the ground, and the whirring wind blew on the glass, making a chaotic sound.
The uncle was full of food and drink, and the cat was by the hearth with his sleeves, and the flame had not been extinguished, and the sparks popped out:
"If you want me to say, this kind of ghost weather in the winter of cats, you should roast a few sweet potato seeds and potato seeds on the stove, dip them in white sugar and eat the thief fragrance, and it will be more comfortable to have a little wild boar meat and burn knife wine, and you won't change it for a golden pimple."