Besides, she still has to live in this village, so naturally it is not easy to give the villagers a look, and she also understands the truth of everyone's mouth.

When they returned home, Ah Niang and Ah Daddy's faces were full of joy, just in the greetings with Director Yue, they already knew that the purpose of Director Yue's visit was to hire their daughter as a husband, so they were naturally very happy.

Although they had heard Xifu mention it before, but at this moment, what was in their mouths became what was in front of them, and they were still excited, his old Lin family would have a daughter who would be a gentleman, and it was really the ancestral tomb that was smoking.

Anyway, this has nothing to do with the ancestral tomb, this is really a blessing from the mountain god's grandfather.

Lin Erniang proposed a big bamboo basket, covered with a red cloth on the bamboo basket, and said to Xifu, "Daughter, let's go, let's go to worship the mountain god and let your father cook."

Baozi yelled at the bamboo basket, the smell of braised pork in it was so good. Whether it is the instinct of the bun or the reluctance of the demon lord to the appetite, he is extremely eager for what is inside. That's what Lin Erniang just bought back from the braised meat shop.

"Okay, okay, here you go!" said Xifu, who lifted the red cloth and twisted off two pieces of meat from it and put them on the ground, if this demon lord can give up eating raw meat, it will be a great joy.

Lin Erniang saw the two golden pig ears fall to the ground, and her heart instinctively tightened, after all, she was used to living a poor life, but she couldn't get used to such a violent thing. But when I saw my daughter's smiling face, I couldn't help it. With such a baby daughter, she still has something she can't give up, so she has to be too greedy.

Xifu saw the bun swallow the two pieces of braised pork enthusiastically, and raised his eager little eyes, and his bright red tongue still stretched out of his mouth from time to time to lick it, it seemed that it tasted the taste of this meat, and threw a few more pieces on the ground.

If he has a good heart, he is willing to use capital to cultivate, hoping that he can change the stinky problem of eating good creatures.

At this time, Lin Erniang couldn't help it, and began to educate this daughter who became rich and luxurious: "Daughter, all things have spirits, the land has a land god, the rice has a rice god, and the food also has a food god, seeing you waste food like this, the food god will definitely punish your ......"

Listening to A-Niang's nagging, Xifu lowered his head and quietly glared at Baozi, it's all your fault.

Baozi also glared at her, ignored her, and continued to eat by herself.

Seeing that Xifu put on a low-eyed and pleasing appearance, Lin Erniang couldn't go on, and couldn't help but blame herself in her heart, ouch, look at my broken mouth, what is this for, didn't such a good child just put a few pieces of meat on the ground, as for being taught a lesson like this, old woman, you have to throw away this broken mouth.

Lin Erniang thought so in her heart, and there was a turn in her mouth: "Jin is not enough, no one is perfect, and this bun is also very pleasing, even I want to feed it." ”

It was not only Xifu who was excited by her divine turn, but also Baozi.

Baozi looked up at Lin Erniang, but Lin Erniang's hand was still firmly in her sleeve, but she refused to stretch it out, and there was no sign of turning words into action.

Baozi screamed a few times in protest: "Ouch, this old lady...... Is...... , even the dogs deceive...... Is...... Wangwang"

Xifu squeezed Sakura's mouth and forced himself not to laugh.

Baozi looked at this girl with a bad smile in a daze, and after snorting, she turned her head and admired a fat back in Xifu.

Xifu finally couldn't help laughing, giggling, laughing wildly. Reluctantly stopped laughing and said, "Auntie, it's better to put this pot of meat at home, let's buy some more in the food stall, so that we can show respect for Grandpa Mountain God!"

For Xifu's proposal, Lin Erniang was very satisfied.

At that moment, the two bought a plate of braised pork from the small food stall in the village, and Xifu put his arm around A-Niang and walked towards the mountain temple.

As the sun approached mid-heaven, the two men and a dog finally appeared at the foot of the mountain, and next to them was a mountain temple.

The mountain temple is only three miles away from the village, although Lin Erniang is very hunched, but the walk is not slow, and the two of them came to the mountain temple after a while.

When Xifu went down the mountain before, Daddy Lin took her here to worship, so she was quite familiar with this mountain temple.

Compared with the ordinary mountain temple, this mountain temple can be regarded as magnificent, it has blue bricks and black tiles, three houses, the middle is the main hall of the mountain temple, and one side is the residence of the temple Zhu, the temple is an old man with white hair, and has been looking at the two of them with a faint smile. On one side is a special place for offerings, sesame oil, incense candles...... Wait a minute

There is no statue of the mountain god on the main hall in the middle, but only a wooden plaque, which is about half a zhang high, the whole body is black and shiny, and a line of words is written on it with gold dust: Shrike Mountain Mountain God.

Lin Erniang put the food in front of the god seat, knelt under the god seat and kowtowed three times, and closed the door and closed her palms for more than a dozen breaths before standing up.

Xifu also concocted the same method, and also knelt down on the futon under the divine seat.

Baozi sat beside Xifu loudly, yes, you read that right, just sitting, staring at the god position.

On the way back between Lin Erniang and Xifu, Baozi relieved a previous doubt for Xifu: Why don't there be statues in the mountain temple, but only wooden signs?

"The so-called mountain god Hebo is often the ghost of a monster or a virtuous person, who has obtained the spiritual power of the leylines and becomes the god of a place, protecting one side, so as to get the blessing of the people's will. Under normal circumstances, the mountain gods will dream of people to shape the gods in order to win the trust of the public and get more blessings! But if the power is not matched, they will not dare to shape the gods, so as not to be targeted by other monsters or ghosts. ”

Baozi's explanations, Xifu listened very attentively, she was originally interested in the theory of ghosts and gods, plus this Berao Mountain Temple was around, I didn't think that the mountain gods still had a saying. From its explanation, Xifu learned that the strength of this shrike mountain god may not be strong enough, so he did not dare to shape the god statue.

I can't imagine being a mountain god, and I have this worry, I'm afraid that people will come to kick the hall, and this mountain god is really quite aggrieved.

Just when Xifu was walking and listening to the explanation of Baozi (Demon Lord), I saw a circle of people in front of me from a distance, a bunch of people gathered together, chattering, and in these words, I heard a hoarse voice lecturing, I couldn't hear it very clearly, as if a father was training his own child.

Lin Erniang knew better, she said: "That must be Feng Mazi teaching his son, that kid made trouble at two ends for three days, and I heard that the day before yesterday it was on Mr. Cai's head......"

"Mr. Cai?" "Yes, it should be Mr. Cai who taught Ji Qing."

"Yes, it's Mr. Cai from the Yixue Pavilion, and he is in the same school as you. After all, Lin Erniang is a native of Berao Village, and the Berao School Hall is the only large-scale school hall within a radius of ten miles, and there are a few poor children studying there in the village, so she has naturally heard some allusions and rumors.

As they spoke, the two of them came to the crowd.

I saw a middle-aged man with a numb-faced face who was lecturing a thin boy who looked like he was eight or nine years old, and a tall and thin man in a robe stood next to him.

The pockmarked face was wearing a patched gray shirt, his eyes were round, and saliva was splashed on the boy's face, "You brute, how can you talk back to Mr., ah, Mr. is not taught by your tuition, is he teaching you to talk back? While saying that, he secretly aimed at the tall and thin man. Xifu naturally knew the meaning of this look, which was actually "Sir, I taught my son like this, maybe I helped you relieve your hatred?"

The boy lowered his head, his face was red, his face was red, there were two lines of tears on his face, his two small fists were clenched tightly, and he didn't say a word. This dare is a very stubborn bear child.

The tall, thin man, with a thin and fleshless face, a finger-long goatee on his chin, and long slender eyes, and an angry face on his face, stared at the boy, completely oblivious to the way the numb face looked at him. This kind of disobedient student must be taught a good lesson in order to change the evil and turn from good.

Xifu saw it. That pockmarked face is naturally Feng Mazi, that boy is naturally his son Feng Xiaohu, and the tall and thin man should be Mr. Cai.

Feng Mazi saw that Mr. Cai had not yet relieved his hatred, so he had no choice but to slap his son in the face, and said with a crying voice, "Say, you apologize to Mr. immediately, quick!" If you don't make a move, this gentleman won't give up, and your son's father can't protect you.

This slap was extremely loud, snapped, and was unusually clear. The people present quieted down all of a sudden, originally some people came with the mentality that it was not a big deal to watch the excitement, but they were also frightened by this voice, and said in their hearts Feng Mazi This son is not your own.

There was a little girl in the crowd who was so frightened by the slap that she cried.

Xifu looked at Feng Xiaohu, he still didn't say a word, and his fists clenched tighter.

The corners of Mr. Cai's mouth hooked up, obviously satisfied with this slap. Then his face collapsed again, and the slap was not enough to offset his mistake.

"Oh, this kid is so stubborn, what's the point of admitting a mistake?" Lin Erniang whispered to Xifu, obviously she was also shocked by this slap.

Feng Mazi saw Mr. Cai's collapsed face, picked up his other hand, and struck again on the face opposite his son, "Quick, apologize!" slapped his son in the face, hurting in his own heart, who told his son not to be angry, he actually angered Mr., Mr. Is it something that a family like ours can provoke?

Feng Xiaohu shouted loudly: "I'm not wrong!

When Feng Mazi slapped him for the second time, the smile on Mr. Cai's face naturally let out, but when he heard Feng Xiaohu's answer, his face immediately collapsed again.

Just when Feng Mazi raised his hand and was about to slap him for the third time, he was suddenly stopped by a crisp voice, "Stop fighting!"

Everyone looked for prestige, and a figure in a dark green robe walked in front of Feng Mazi, this person was five feet tall, with a thin body, a small melon seed face as white as snow, big and black eyes, and a small cherry lipstick was gorgeous.

This person is naturally Xifu. She didn't intend to offend her future colleagues, but an eight- or nine-year-old child, in front of the public, was forced to confess by such torture, and it was easy to leave a shadow, and she really couldn't make up her mind not to wade into this troubled water.