In the middle of the night, Lingshui Village, Lao Xu's family.

Fubao suddenly woke up from her sleep and she had a nightmare.

This nightmare has nothing to do with others, but dreams that she has turned into a fish that fell into the desert. No matter how she jumped around, she couldn't find any water.

Can't breathe, my whole body is burning, and it's very painful!

Even in my previous life, Fubao never had such a dream.

She has good luck with koi and is God's biological daughter. She has always turned bad luck into good fortune and fate into good fortune.

But this time, her nightmare was on her.

This means that things are not good.

God’s father warned her, but he did not directly punish those who wanted to harm her. Therefore, the goal was very clear!

The way of disaster!

Only the way to fortune!

It’s just that the robbery is eyeing her. Could it be that she was exposed?

As God’s daughter, she shouldn’t be so easily exposed!

"No matter what, from now on, I will follow my beautiful master and fairy uncle!"

Fu Bao still doesn't believe it anymore. With these two great gods guarding her, what if the people who are lucky enough to do with her? Then she can only say that the lucky enough to be so great.

Fubao, who woke up from a nightmare, did not tell his mother about this, nor did he tell anyone else. After all, if you say you have a dream, someone may not believe it.

It would be great if her father and three brothers were there, and she wouldn't have to worry about these things.

Fu Bao, who woke up in the dream, suffered from insomnia and could not sleep.

She is really afraid of having nightmares again.

Every nightmare is a torment for her. Because this nightmare carries some signs, it will be very realistic, just like she has really experienced those things.

As a fish, it is thrown into the desert, perhaps only the fish knows the pain.

...

Early the next morning, Old Mrs. Xu couldn't help frowning when she saw Fubao's pale and haggard face.

"Bao, did you not sleep well yesterday?"

As the daughter’s changes, Mrs. Xu, as her own mother, can see them real.

"No, I'm sleeping well!"

Fubao could only tell a small lie against his will.

"Mom, is my face not good?"

"Well, it's a bit bad!"

Old Mrs. Xu reached out and touched Fuzhuo's forehead, "I didn't have a fever!"

"Mom, maybe I dreamed last night, and I can't remember it."

"Dream?"

Old Mrs. Xu's eyes widened, "Have you had a nightmare?"

"It's either a nightmare or a mess, I can't remember it!"

Fubao scratched his head and quickly changed the topic, "Mom, what should we eat in the morning?"

"Millet porridge, egg pancakes, and your favorite sour and sour radish!"

"Eat, eat!"

Fu Bao waved his little hand and the topic about her face ended.

Although Mrs. Xu was confused, she didn't think much about it. After all, this person dreamed often. Sometimes she would dream at night, having many messy dreams. When she woke up the next morning, she felt that her face was not good and she was in a bad mood.

But now, seeing that Fubao was in good spirits, Old Mrs. Xu didn't think much about it.

After breakfast, Fubao's face became much rosy.

As a result, Old Mrs. Xu didn't think much about it.

Fubao had enough food and drink, waved his hand to his mother, and took Lichun out of his yard and headed straight to the Lu family.

Originally, Lu Mudan took the little prince of Yan and lived in the old Xu family temporarily, but after Lu Xian'er came, Lu Mudan took the little prince of Yan and moved back to the Lu family yard.

“Huh?!”

When Fubao arrived at the Lu family's yard, he found that the gate that had always been open was closed today. What surprised her most was that the gate was locked.

How is that possible?

Fu Bao's eyes widened.

Generally speaking, when Uncle Lu and her beautiful master go out, they will talk to their family.

But why did you leave suddenly today?

"Master!"

"Uncle Master?"

Fubao shouted outside the yard, but no one answered.

Instead, Princess Yuyan, who lives opposite the Lu family, walked out of the yard, smiled and said, "Xiao Fubao, stop calling, your master and the others are out!"

"Ah?!When did it happen?"

"Last night!"

Princess Yuyan shrugged, "Last night, your master woke me up with your aunt, saying that he had something urgent to leave for a while and asked me to help take care of their yard."

"By the way, your master has left you a bunch of herbs, saying that it is for you to take a bath!"

"Wait a minute, I'll ask Xu Zhong and Song's mother to take it home to you!"

“…?!”

After hearing Princess Yuyan's words, Fubao was completely confused.

No wonder God asked her to have such a dream!

Now she is just a hedgehog with a thorn pulled out, without any defense.

Master, uncle and master are not here.

Dad and brothers are not there either.

The most capable person in the entire Lingshui Village is probably Uncle Zhong!

But the problem is that Uncle Zhong’s level is just ordinary.

Wait, and, there are!

My uncle!

Fubao immediately jumped up, looked at Princess Yuyan, the cheap aunt, and said, "Aunt, where is Uncle Zhong? I want to go to the town for a trip. Can you ask Uncle Zhong to send me there?"

"What are you doing in town?"

Princess Yuyan blinked and said hello at the same time, calling Xu Zhong to prepare the carriage.

"Go to find my uncle!"

The only backer that Fubao could think of now was her uncle who was very unhappy.

The carriage is ready soon.

Xu Zhong drove Fubao and Lichun, and soon left Lingshui Village and headed straight for Sanhe Town.

...

Sanhe Town, Zhaojia Inn.

This is Zhao Bingzhao's residence in Sanhe Town.

But now, the Zhao Family Inn is also locked.

Not only was Zhao Bingxia absent, but the entire inn was deserted and the building was empty.

"God's father, are you there?"

When Fu Bao saw the locked gate of Zhao Family Inn, he was in a bad mood.

She had a nightmare and dreamed that something was going to happen to her.

And the people who could help her were completely gone.

Sure enough, do you still have to rely on yourself?

Fu Bao sat in the carriage back to the Lingshui Village and began to think about how he would survive the upcoming disaster.

It's not enough to ask for help!
To be continued...