Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

Falling in love with youkanshu.com, a strange fairy

With a "wow", the frightened Li Huowang stood up abruptly and stepped back several steps.

The sound of the stool falling to the ground immediately caught the attention of the stall owner, who immediately came over with caution. "This guest officer? What's wrong? Is the noodles bad or the soup bad? Shall I give you another bowl?"

Li Huowang, whose face became extremely ugly, glanced at him, and after looking at his pregnant daughter-in-law again, he threw down a piece of broken silver and hurried away on the carriage.

"Guest officer, if you give too much, you won't be able to get the money for a bowl of noodles!" The stall owner's voice actually made the carriage go faster.

On the Mercedes-Benz carriage, Li Huowang covered his stomach with a strange expression, "What's going on? Did Hei Taisui just repeat what Hei Taisui said just now, or did he really think I was his father?"

In the past, he always thought that this Tai Sui was the same as Dan Yangzi in the past. After all, its own existence was to take away other people's bodies.

But what just happened seems to be completely different from what he thought before.

"Father?" A voice sounded again, and was immediately refuted by Li Huowang, "Don't call me father!"

"why?"

Hei Taisui's words stopped Li Huowang for a while. After thinking about it, he calmed down. Yes, why can't he call? This is a bad thing and a good thing for me, not necessarily.

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The sound of the rooster's crowing made Young Child's eyes slowly open. He rubbed his eyes and looked around. For a while, it was difficult for him to live in a room by himself.

In the first few days, I didn't smell Senior Brother Cao Cao's smelly feet, and I didn't sleep well.

After stretching hard, Child Yang got up and started putting on his own clothes.

At his age, he grows taller every day, and that Taoist boy's clothes are obviously too short to wear.

Facing the cold wind in the morning, Young Child Yang shrank his neck and walked towards the white guy's room.

Living in Niuxin Village is much better than sleeping outside. There is a well in the yard opposite the kitchen. It is very convenient to do laundry, dishes, and other things. There is no need to fetch water early in the morning.

The water boiled, and the rice soaked overnight was put away, and Yang Xiao child skillfully began to cook porridge.

Although rice porridge is a simple thing, it depends on how you make it. If you can boil it carefully and slowly to get all the rice oil out, then it will not taste good.

The pickle jar was opened, and Yang Xiaozi picked up his chopsticks, put the pickled vegetables on the cutting board, and started to cut into strips and sections.

Child Yang, who was in the state with all his heart, was interrupted by the sound of footsteps. As soon as he looked up, he saw the fat-faced woman. "Little fellow, you got up so early today."

She was holding a new piece of clothing in her arms, a man's clothing.

"Take out the leftover tofu from last night and eat it with porridge." Speaking of this, Young Child Yang couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Now that life is better, there are still leftovers.

"Hey." The woman was not annoyed after being ordered, and obeyed obediently.

When the porridge is cooked, the vegetables are cut. Others also came to the lobby one after another to eat.

Li Huowang has been gone for a long time, and everyone has gradually adapted to it.

But everyone's heart was empty, as if they had lost their backbone. No one gave orders, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

As for the hurtful words he said before, no one would be bothered at all.

All of them came out of life and death, so I was sure in my heart, not to mention being scolded by Li Huowang as a waste, just standing there and scolding them for a day and a night, he just smiled and passed.

But at least they are not blind, they can all see that Li Huowang is gone, who is the saddest here.

Bai Lingmiao has never smiled since Li Huowang left, and she is no longer that approachable. It seems to have become a piece of ice that rejects people and thousands of miles away.

Chun Xiaoman sighed lightly, picked up a piece of pickle with chopsticks, and put it into Bai Lingmiao's bowl on the side.

She slept with her during this time, because she was afraid that her good friend would not be able to think of it.

Bai Lingmiao picked up the pickle and put it in his mouth, chewing it into small pieces.

"That white girl."

Lu Zhuangyuan's words made Bai Lingmiao look up, her long white eyelashes blinked, and she asked calmly, "Master Lu, is there something wrong?"

"Look, it's been a long break. I think Lu Jiaban can go out to catch the field. The autumn harvest is over, and the farmers have nothing to do. They are all at home preparing for the cat's winter, and they also have free time to watch the play. ."

"Okay, but today is the evening of the moon. Why don't you wait until the festival is over before leaving, Class Master Lu, what do you think?"

Class Master Lu nodded embarrassedly, "It's okay."

He actually thought about taking the whole family out this Mid-Autumn Festival, so as not to feel uncomfortable in this village, but since the other party said so, he could only do it.

It's been so long, he has already inquired clearly, this girl has died and the whole family, this Mid-Autumn Festival will definitely not be so easy.

"I can make moon cakes!" Yang Xiaoxiao volunteered.

"Back then, that leprosy head, every time we celebrated the Mid-Autumn Festival, he asked us to make moon cakes. I was the fastest and the best among Taoist boys!"

Seeing Chun Xiaoman winking at him, Young Child Yang was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly sat down and ate breakfast.

After breakfast, Young Child Yang took out the moon cake mold. Thanks to the whole Baijiacun what you want, or else it's really hard to do.

Gouwa pretended to stick out half of his head from the door of the kitchen, "Child, do you want me to help?"

"No, I can do it alone."

"Okay, I'll be waiting to eat that night. I'll take Gao Zhijian to the Wayaozi!"

After a busy day, when night falls, the bright moon hangs high.

The cakes and fruits bought from the merchant, and the pieces of moon cakes were piled up and brought to the table.

Of course, when you admire the moon, you have to drink, and a jar of wine in the cellar was also carried out.

Bai Lingmiao, who was sitting in the main seat, held up the wine glasses in his hands towards the others, "The full moon is full of people and everything is reunited. Everyone goes well and everything goes well. I wish you a happy and harmonious family!"

Others, you look at me, I look at yours, and finally raised the glass in twos and threes, some embarrassed and vaguely responded to some unclear words~www.wuxiamtl.com~ After a glass of wine, Bai Lingmiao's eyes were a little red Now, "Come on, everyone, don't just drink, eat moon cakes, Junior Brother Yang's moon cakes are so beautiful, they must be delicious."

Having said that, she picked up a piece of moon cake and took a small bite.

Seeing everyone being cautious, Bai Lingmiao sniffed and laughed.

"Look at my brain. On the eve of the moon, the tributes from the ancestral hall have not been exchanged. You eat yours, and I will come shortly after the exchange."

After all, she picked up a stack of moon cakes and walked towards the Bai Family Ancestral Hall.

As soon as Bai Lingmiao left, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The very uncomfortable dog tugged at the collar of his clothes, "Hey, this Mid-Autumn Festival has passed."

"You eat first, and I'll go see her." Chun Xiaoman said, standing up and going to follow.

Gao Zhijian grabbed her hand and shook his head slightly. "Let...let...let her....be alone...wait...later!"

"Everyone has eaten the moon cakes. The moon cakes made by Junior Brother Yang are good." Bai Lingmiao held the moon cakes in both hands and placed them in front of the densely packed spiritual plaques in the ancestral hall.

These spirit cards are all new, all the spirit cards of Baijia Village, regardless of gender, age, or child, are neatly placed here.

The spirit cards with white characters on a black background formed a black wall with a huge sense of oppression, and looked down at the only bloodline of the Bai family in front of him.

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