Mrs. Hu knew that the old lady blamed her and felt sorry for her daughter, so she was not angry.

"Mother, it's not that woman yet, it's okay to come out and run around, I bumped into her when I came over, and she almost fainted. After such an eventful autumn, I was afraid that she would be a moth again, and I didn't want to tell the truth, so I sent her back to the hospital and hired a doctor, which delayed. ”

As soon as she heard that it was Mrs. Ru again, the old lady sank her face.

The mother-in-law next to her was about to speak, and Gu Rongrong spoke: "My master is going to do something soon, and I will ask you again at the end, the hostess of the house, have you all been here?" ”

The old lady was just about to nod, but the mother-in-law hurriedly whispered, "Old lady." ”

"What?"

The mother-in-law's voice was lowered, almost whispering: "Old lady, that woman, do you need to come over?" ”

"She deserves ...... too," the old lady's voice rose and fell, and she wrung her eyebrows in thought.

Mrs. Hu frowned and said, "What kind of master is that woman?" is just a concubine, the mother has the final say in the family, and the mother is the serious master. ”

Mrs. Hu has always held the old lady, and she knows what she likes to hear, and she has long been used to it.

In fact, she is not an old lady, and Mrs. Hu doesn't like Mrs. Ru, she just thinks that she is a concubine and can't be on the stage.

The mother-in-law lowered her eyes and said in a low voice: "Old lady, even if she can't be called the master, but at this time it is an important thing to pray for the young lady, shouldn't she contribute to the young lady?" ”

She said it cleverly, and the old lady naturally knew that in fact, Mrs. Ru won the heart of Hu Yuncheng, and many people in the mansion felt that she was more favored, otherwise in this life, how could she always let Mrs. Ru be good.

The old lady nodded: "That's right, I'm Xiao'er suffering, why doesn't she ignore it, Xiao'er is a serious lady, she should be dedicated." ”

"Go call!"

The mother-in-law nodded: "Yes, the old slave will go." ”

The mother-in-law didn't tell others, and this was the time to contribute to the old lady.

The old lady reluctantly squeezed out a smile and said to Gu Rongrong: "Please wait a little longer, there is still one person who has not arrived." ”

"Okay," Gu Rongrong didn't mind, just wait a while.

It doesn't matter to the others, what Gu Rongrong wants to see is Mrs. Ru.

After waiting for a long time, when the old lady was about to get impatient, Mrs. Ru finally came.

She wore a plain dress, and was much thinner than the old lady, and looked even more effeminate.

Gu Rongrong said in her heart that some people can tea for a while, and some people can really tea for a lifetime.

Seeing her like this, the old lady snorted coldly: "When you come, stand up, now it's time to pray for Xiao'er, cheer up, don't add bad luck." ”

Mrs. Ru said softly: "The concubine is not well, she should have come to see Miss early, but she is really not physically strong, and she came late." ”

The old lady didn't bother to pay attention to her anymore, and said to Gu Rongrong: "Little Master, please start with the Daoist." ”

Lao Zaifu nodded, shook off the dust, and muttered again in his mouth pretending.

He wouldn't do anything else.

Gu Rongrong picked up the wooden sword, aimed at the prepared yellow paper, and stabbed it at once.

She didn't get any of these either, the wooden sword was light, and the usual sword felt different, and when she stabbed the yellow paper, it was inconvenient to not stab it, but almost knocked over the plate on the table.

Gu Rongrong: "......"

The words in Lao Zaifu's mouth also stumbled, and he pursed his lips and suppressed his laughter.

Fortunately, it was the old lady who turned his back to them, and the others who were muttering to him could not hear it clearly, so he was not discovered.

Gu Rongrong glanced at him quietly, and Lao Zaifu muttered intently.

Gu Rongrong's face was solemn, she withdrew the wooden sword, and seeing that she didn't tie up the yellow paper, her face was not very good-looking, and the old lady's heart also lifted it.

"Little Master, is there something wrong?"

Gu Rongrong shook her head slowly, signaling them not to say more, and the old lady closed her mouth again.

Gu Rongrong covered it with her sleeve, took out a little glue, smeared it on the sword, and then glued the yellow paper.

Now, it was glued up a lot, and Gu Rongrong didn't wait for them to see it clearly, and it shook to the fire candle and burned in a flash.

Lao Zaifu also exhaled lightly, and said in his heart that he had a specialization in the art industry, and he used to think that the old way was fooling people, and it seemed that this job was not easy to do.

Finally halfway through the ceremony, Mrs. Hu's eyes inadvertently swept to her daughter's bed in the inner room, and her eyes suddenly froze.

She swallowed quietly and tugged at the old lady's sleeve.

The old lady was looking at Lao Zaifu intently, and was pulled by her, a little displeased, and was about to ask, when Mrs. Hu's eyes signaled.

The old lady's eyes widened to the side.

From under the bed, wisps of mist rose from the wisps.

I don't know if it's water mist or smoke, in short, it's really rising, it's not an illusion.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were shocked and wanted to ask Lao Zaifu to take a look, but immediately, they found that there was also under the incense case, which was connected with the inner room.

The panic slowly turned into surprise and awe, and they realized that this was not a ghost, but the immortal spirit and ability of the old Taoist.

Lao Zaisuke's eyes also opened slightly, and he was startled, but he was used to seeing wind and waves, and he was much calmer than others.

He quickly glanced at Gu Rongrong, but Gu Rongrong guessed that this matter had something to do with her.

He was secretly amazed.

Outside the window, Leng Xinghe also saw it, remembering the small broken temple in Fulu Village before, he didn't feel so surprised, Gu Rongrong had a lot of skills.

Looking at the old lady's expression, as well as the surprise of Lao Zaifu at that moment, Leng Xinghe was very proud in his heart, look, this is his little daughter-in-law!

Gu Rongrong didn't know what they were thinking, so she only silently calculated the plan in her heart.

"Phew!" She screamed, her voice low and hoarse, the voice of a young man in the midst of a voice change.

Another wooden sword passed, sticking up a lot of yellow paper, and "whew" and ignited again!

This time, Gu Rongrong didn't wait for the fire to be extinguished like last time, but waved her sword and aimed it directly at the old lady.

Several people were startled, and their hearts were just startled by the mist, and they calmed down a little, and they were pointed at by the fire sword again.

Madame Hu almost screamed.

The old lady also covered her chest, not daring to retreat or enter, nor daring to ask.

Gu Rongrong's face was solemn, her eyes stared at the few of them, and swept back and forth over their faces.

The eyes were sharp and cold, cutting in and out like knives, and several people were terrified.

Just when they were about to lose their support, Gu Rongrong suddenly spoke.

"Why, let me go to prison?"

When she opened her mouth this time, it was clearly a woman's voice, and her timbre was somewhat similar to Hu Xiao.

Several people were obviously stunned again.

coincidentally looked at the side of the bed, the bed curtain was placed, and I vaguely saw Hu Xiao sitting on the bed, motionless.

But how did her voice appear on the body of the little Taoist priest in front of her?

Several people's scalps exploded, their souls were about to go out of their bodies, and an idea came out of their hearts, is this Hu Xiao's soul lost, was recovered, and was on the body of the little Taoist?

Lao Zaifu quietly pinched himself, so as not to laugh out loud on such a serious and weird occasion.