Fight in the south of the city, die in the north of Guo, and die in the wild without burial.

The crow, in the conventional concept, represents bad luck and ominousness.

They often gather in the places of barren mounds and carrion corpses, crying out loudly and in a miserable and terrifying way, and loving to eat carrion.

As for whether there is a scientific basis, she does not care.

If you can respond to it, you can disgust Lin Qingshan and his wife.

"This is a crow, not a magpie."

"So many people, why was the uncle pecked by the crow, you must know that this crow eats carrion and smells dead."

"Oh, uncle, don't get any disease."

The system is produced and must be a high-quality product.

She will be useful when the sky falls, and she will come back when the points are gone.

This crow was redeemed by her with the points that had not yet been covered this morning.

The beak is extraordinarily long and extraordinarily pointed.

Lin Qingshan grinned, and his figure waving a wooden stick stiffened.

His feet slipped, and he stumbled, seeing that Lin Qingshan was about to fall to the ground fiercely.

Wang Qinxiu, who was making waves, hurriedly stretched out his hand, but was dragged to the ground with him.

Cries of pain.

Wailing.

The onlookers were also surprised, not expecting things to develop like this.

"Oops."

"Hong Wazi, come here."

Lin Qingshan's eyes were fierce, and he barely stood up with Lin Haihong's support.

One hand pressed his waist, and the other pointed at Yu Feiwan, "Lao Tzu has to sew up your wild seed and this mouth today." ”

The old lady raised the worry and distress in her eyes, stepped forward, and tightly protected Yu Feiwan and Yu Ping behind her, "Qingshan, haven't you made enough trouble?" ”

"Still think you haven't lost enough face?"

The old lady looked at the neighbors who were gathered outside the small courtyard, looking up and not looking down on weekdays, and her face was gloomy and embarrassed.

She wanted to save face, but it was her eldest son and eldest daughter-in-law who personally set up such a stage for people to see jokes.

"Haihong, close the door."

She couldn't afford to lose this person.

Lin Hai lowered his head a few words, and the urn responded angrily.

With a creaky sound, the wooden door was slammed shut, blocking the view of the onlookers.

Lin Qingshan gasped, his eyes were like copper bells, staring at Yu Feiwan deadly, like an enemy who did not share the sky.

The crow went and returned, landing on the jujube tree in the small courtyard of the blue brick house, dumb and dumb, screaming noisily, as if it was demonstrating, as if it was provoking.

Lin Qingshan gritted his teeth, took out the dry tobacco pole pinned to his waist and smashed it at the crow.

The crow flapped its wings, and the unknown object fell from the jujube tree and landed on the tip of Lin Qingshan's nose.

Yu Feiwan sighed, just a little bit.

It's a pity, it's a pity.

In ancient times there were wicked men who ruled the wicked, and now there are crows who govern the wicked.

The dry tobacco pole broke into two pieces and smashed down, and it happened to be erected on the snowdrift, like two vertical incense sticks.

The crow made another loud cry, biting on the back of Wang Qinxiu's hand, who was hanging his mouth and rubbing his stomach, with a thunderous momentum, and flew farther and farther away when he saw it, until he completely disappeared from everyone's sight.

Wang Qinxiu: !? (･_･;?

Wang Qinxiu couldn't help but feel stunned in her heart, and the more she thought about it uncontrollably, the more she was afraid.

O crow!

This is a crow that everyone hates!

In particular, this crow seems to be able to really psychic, and only bites her and Aoyama.

Wang Qinxiu moved her steps, stood beside Lin Qingshan, and muttered in a low voice, "This thing is really a bit evil." ”

Although she is not like her mother-in-law, who burns incense and worships Buddha every day, she also worships sincerely on the fifteenth day of the new year, praying for the safety of the family and the Buddha.

Being bitten by a crow, pain and wounds are secondary.

Bad luck is the most important thing.

Lin Qingshan was also upset by the crows that went and returned, but he still forced himself to be stubborn, "It's useless for women, scare yourself." ”

"Stand aside, this can't be done well today."

Yu Feiwan lowered his head and hooked the corners of his mouth silently.

This mouth is really hard.

If the black crow pecked Lin Qingshan's mouth just now, maybe the crow's beak would be broken.

"Mother, you saw it too."

"This wild species is in conflict with my life, maybe he was born with a lone star, and whoever suffers is unlucky."

"Or is it that my mother would rather risk the destruction of her family for the sake of such a wild species."

"This kid must be sent away."

Well, sell to the widowers in the village, or to the poor bachelors who can't marry their daughters-in-law.

In this way, he can make another profit.

"Aoyama!"

The old lady raised her voice, her expression full of tiredness.

"She is to be recorded in the name of Shuishan, and it is Shuishan's family affair."

"Don't say anything biased."

"My old wife has not been able to achieve a bowl of water for so many years, but you are by no means the one who has been treated badly."

Fei Wan is obviously an immortal who brought good luck to the Shuishan family, and an immortal who is still mysterious and unpredictable.

That sentence is simply disgusting.

"What my mother means, no matter what you say, in my mother's heart, this wild seed is more important than me and Haihong, right?"

"How much money does that mother use to raise this wild seed of unknown origin, then she has to give double to Haihong."

"Otherwise, I'll sell this dead girl according to my wishes."

The old lady was silent, her heart full of sorrow.

Her eldest son, with an abominable face.

"Dad, let's go home."

"I ......"

"I beg you."

Lin Haihong howled, and the whole person was ashamed and embarrassed.

He knew that his father's actions were sloppy, scoundrels.

The father is over forty years old, and the grandmother has already fulfilled her obligations, but the father should take on the responsibility of the eldest son's filial piety to the grandmother.

Lin Qingshan slapped Lin Haihong in the face, "Lao Tzu speaks, what is the child talking about?" ”

"You eat Lao Tzu, drink Lao Tzu, wear Lao Tzu, spend Lao Tzu, and dare to disobey Lao Tzu."

"A thunder fell from the sky, and the Dragon Lord took you, an unfilial son, away."

"Lao Tzu picked and searched, isn't it for you?"

"You don't need money to study? No money to participate in the competition? You don't need money to buy messy books? Don't have money to go to the county next year? ”

"Do you really think the money is blowing in the wind?"

"Lao Tzu, who is this for, you dare to use such disgusting and humiliating eyes."

"A wolf's heart and dog lungs, a white-eyed wolf who can't be raised!"

Under the rage, Lin Qingshan seemed to have eaten explosives, and he kept saying words like a knife quenched with poison.

The apology in Yu Feiwan's eyes flashed, she underestimated Lin Qingshan's vulgarity and irritability, and also beautified Lin Qingshan's couple's love for Lin Haihong.

She thought that the couple had taken such pains to cultivate Lin Haihong, and they would definitely pay attention to what they said in front of Lin Haihong.

In Pingping's description, Lin Qingshan and Wang Qinxiu really spoil Lin Haihong.

That's why she thought about letting Pingping move the rescuers so that the scene wouldn't get worse and worse.