Jiang Fuyuan didn't sleep for too long, and as soon as it was noon, she was woken up by hunger.

Sitting up and slowly swallowing the quilt to wake up, her rumbling stomach and not yet awake brain are fighting, one urges her to get up and eat quickly, and the other desperately bewitches that she will not die of hunger, and it is the first thing to lie back in the warm quilt quickly.

After a while, she couldn't help but bury her face in the quilt with her body temperature, muttering her unrealistic fantasy: "Why can't people sleep while eating......"

Outside the house, Xiaopang and Mantou heard her vague whisper through the door, and knew that Jiang Fuyuan was awake.

The steamed bun has just been beaten by Xiaopang, and at this time the fighting spirit is high, and he can't wait to show his loyalty to the master immediately, so that he has an opportunity to follow closely and rub his merits.

As soon as it spread its four legs and was about to rush into the room, the back of its neck was held by a pair of slightly cool hands.

"Whoa, whoa, what are you going to do!"

The four claws hanging in the air scratched desperately, but they couldn't scratch the culprit behind him.

Chubby slapped its ass and motioned for it to be quieter.

"The owner is a woman."

Mantou was puzzled: "Of course I know that she is a woman, what does this have to do with you arresting me!" Let go of me! ”

Xiaopang changed to support its belly with his left hand, and stroked its back with his right hand along the hair, patiently explaining: "There are rules in the world, women need time to dress up when they wake up, we should wait patiently outside, this is polite." ”

"If you want to go out with your master next, you have to learn the rules of the world."

The steamed bun was a little unhappy, muttering and complaining that the rules of the world are really troublesome.

After waiting for a while, Little Fat raised his voice and said, "Master, I have already sorted out the prayer books of the pilgrims, do you want to take a look at it now?" ”

Jiang Fuyuan's lazy voice came from inside the door: "Come in." ”

The door was pushed open, and Jiang Fuyuan sat at the table and drank tea slowly to moisten his throat.

Xiaopang walked over, took out the booklet from the soul bottle on his waist and handed it to her: "There are a total of twenty-eight ghost pilgrims who come to offer incense these days. ”

Jiang Fuyuan didn't answer, and lowered his eyes to look at the steamed bun at the little fat foot: "Why are you willing to move today?" ”

Since becoming the town's house beast, this Pixiu's daily life is not only relying on a little blood of the beast to deter the little ghosts and monsters within a radius of hundreds of miles, but the rest is either eating or sleeping, and this jet-black little body is visibly rounded more than three times with the naked eye.

She thought it was going to spend the rest of its life like this, but this is a rare spirit.

Mantou stuck out his tongue and licked his nose, and it smelled the fragrance of oranges on the table.

But now is not the time to eat oranges.

It snapped its tail and wagged its tail: "I've always been willing to move, but you're not at home all day long, and you haven't seen my posture." ”

Xiaopang pursed his lips and suppressed his smile, and said helpfully: "The steamed bun is actually very energetic, and it just said that it is very willing to help the ghost pilgrims realize these wishes." ”

"Oh? Is it? Jiang Fuyuan raised his eyebrows and stretched out his hand to open the prayer book.

The chubby Xiaokai is very well written, and the records in the prayer book are even clearer, which makes people feel very comfortable to look at.

Jiang Fuyuan nodded with satisfaction: "Fat girl's ability, it's a pity not to be a bookkeeper, or we will hand over the future account books at home to you, and you can save a lot of wages." ”

Chubby: ......

The donkey in the flour shop did not dare to do this, and his master's conscience would not ache!

Seeing Jiang Fuyuan's curved lips again, his eyes were full of smiles, and he knew that he was being amused by her again.

After teasing the little fat every day, Jiang Fuyuan was satisfied and opened the prayer book, looking at the various wishes of his ghost pilgrims page by page.

This one begs to find his favorite ornament and put it into the soil together, it's simple, and I'll figure out where the thing is for him later.

This one wants to ask his family to change into a lake blue shroud, and Xiaopang can help him arrange for him to go to his family's dream tonight.

This one wants to eat a good meal, roast flower duck and goose plus the eight-year flower carving of Zuixianglou? Hiss...... Seeing that she is even hungrier, this is not done.

Next......

After flipping through most of the book, Jiang Fuyuan tapped his fingers on the table and asked Xiaopang: "Do you think it's a little strange?" ”

Chubby was puzzled: "What's wrong?" Is there a wish in there that shouldn't be there? ”

Most of the ghosts want nothing more than their unfulfilled wishes and the well-being of their surviving families.

He remembered that it was all very ordinary everyday wishes.

Jiang Fuyuan pointed her fingers, and suddenly turned a few pages forward, then a few pages back, and after going back and forth several times, she pointed to a few lines of words.

"Look at these wishes, aren't they all similar?"

Xiaopang and Mantou stepped forward at the same time, and saw that the wishes of the four ghosts were written in several places where she pointed out, and although the names of the ghosts were different, their wishes were surprisingly the same.

They are all begging their families to wake up soon.

Mantou tilted his head and guessed: "Coincidence, right?" The mortal body is so fragile, maybe it is sick? ”

Xiaopang nodded approvingly: "What the steamed bun said makes sense, I remember that these ghosts came at different times, two came in the first half of the night, and two came in the second half of the night, and they didn't know each other, maybe it just happened that everyone in the family was sick?" ”

Jiang Fuyuan sighed, it is not impossible to guess the steamed bun and the little fat, if it is really a physical illness, it is useless to pray to God.

[Why don't you introduce Dr. Lu to the families of these ghost pilgrims? ] 】

[I don't know if Dr. Lu is willing to come to the door for consultation. 】

She was thinking about how to help the ghost pilgrims, when Uncle Zhao's voice came from outside the door.

"Madam, lunch is ready, do you want to bring it here, or do you go to the dining room to use it?"

Hearing the word "eat", Mantou's eyes instantly lit up like a light bulb, and a wisp of silver pulled out a long thread along the corner of his mouth, wetting the corner of the prayer book.

Immediately, in the condemning eyes of the little fat who hated iron and steel, he slipped and tried to suck the saliva back.

Jiang Fuyuan: "...... Let's go, let's eat first. ”

Ke's dining room.

Ke Mingsong and Ke Mingbai learned that they could finally dine with A-Niang today, and the two cubs were unconcealably excited on their faces, they hadn't had a good meal with Jiang Fuyuan for a long time.

Excited to excited, the preparation procedures that should be done before the meal still cannot be missed, and the two cubs obediently waited for the maid to bring a basin of warm water, ready to clean their hands before the meal.

Ke Mingsong is slightly taller and can wash his own hands, while Ke Mingbai's little short legs can only turn to his brother for help.

The cub looked back from time to time to see if Jiang Fuyuan had come in from outside the door, and urged anxiously: "Brother, brother, let the water touch my hand, I'll rush to eat with A-Niang~"

Ke Mingsong responded, still methodically wiping the soap corner for his younger brother, rubbing his fingers, and carefully washing his chubby hands.

As soon as the two of them finished washing their hands, Jiang Fuyuan walked into the dining room with steamed buns and little fat.

"Auntie!" The cub cheered, and ran over to be coquettish, "I want to sit next to A-Niang!" ”

Jiang Fuyuan smiled and stroked his little brain: "Okay, you sit on the left side of A-Niang, and the big baby sits on A-Niang's right." ”

After they sat down in such a position, Zhao Bo asked his subordinates to serve the food.

One after another, the dishes that Jiangfu kite and cubs love to eat are served one after another, and the last dish is honey lotus root slices.

Uncle Zhao put the honey lotus slices in front of Jiang Fuyuan and said, "This is what General Zhong asked the kitchen of the General's Mansion to make, and this was also sent at the same time." ”

As he spoke, he handed a note to Jiang Fuyuan and then retreated.

It is a rule set by Jiang Fuyuan not to leave anyone to serve during the meal, after all, the situation of their family table is a bit special, such as there is always a place on the table with tableware but no one, and for example, her cat can serve the table and will eat two-thirds of the dishes......

Jiang Fuyuan opened the note and saw that the bold handwriting on it was Zhong Yifeng's handwriting.

"Little Phoenix, I temporarily ordered to investigate the case of sleeping sickness in Jingzhou, I am afraid that it will not be common for a few days, so I will write a letter, don't read it."

(End of chapter)