Dong Beier helplessly pushed the minced meat out with her cute plum blossom paws, and turned her head away on purpose. Huh, she is a fox fairy, how can she eat minced meat?

"Cat, don't you like eating meat? I still have bones here, do you want them?" 13-year-old Jing'er likes this cute civet cat very much.

Dong Beier glared hard at Jing'er and thought, I'm not a dog, why would you give me a bone to eat? Huh, if you get married in the future, let's see how this girl will take revenge.

Hua Xiucai forced out a trace of laughter. He looked at the aggrieved Dong Beier with a crying face and felt helpless. He quickly hugged Dong Beier over. "Sister Jing'er, there is no need to feed it. It is full. This cat is my mother."

I raised it when I was a child, so I have always pampered it, but it is a little shy."

Jing'er laughed playfully and stretched out her little hand to stroke Dong Beier's forehead. "Grandpa, grandpa, look, this cat is so beautiful. I don't want to eat anymore. I want to play with it for a while."

"Oh, go ahead, go ahead, Grandpa has something else to do." Although Mr. Qi is an expert, he is still a mortal body after all, and he does not have sharp eyes to recognize Dong Beier's true body.

Jing'er didn't ask any questions and just snatched Dong Bei'er from Hua Xiucai's hand. She hugged Dong Bei'er and went to play in the yard. She put down Dong Bei'er and found a ball of string to play around with like other cats.

Let Dong Beier catch it.

Dong Beier turned her back to her and flapped her big tail anxiously on the ground. Xiaohong in the chicken stand opposite saw it and started to cluck, as if she was gloating about her misfortune. Angrily, Dong Beier threw down the chicken stand.

She slapped the cage with her paws, meowing, and cursed in her mind: "Laugh at your sister, laugh again? You little red, you wait for me, be careful I eat you."

But she never thought or knew whether Xiao Hong really didn't recognize Dong Beier or she was pretending not to know her. Seeing Dong Beier lift up her paw, she suddenly aimed at the pink pads on her paws and took a peck. Dong Beier felt so painful.

Belle meowed and ran up to the room.

"Cat, come down here, come down and play with me."

…

In the house, Mr. Qi was drinking the shaodaozi wine while squinting at the child. She hadn't eaten or drank for several days, her body had no warmth at all, and her face was scary. Mr. Qi poured a little of the shochu in the wine cup.

I gave her a small sip, and the child's face immediately turned rosy.

"Well, you child is really blessed. If you stay one more night, I'm afraid you will die." He said to the child. "Young man, go and prepare a stack of burning paper and a foot of white silk for me."

Hua Xiucai's eyes widened and he was wondering whether he should take the banknotes to write them down, but he didn't expect that Mr. Qi only wanted these two things. He had heard about the master's method before, and the magic weapons were all kinds of different.

"Ah... no? Do you always use these two things?"

"Yes, just these two things, and your jar of Shaodaozi wine are enough."

These things are not difficult to find. His parents died a few years ago, and there are still a lot of Ming coins and white silk filial piety cloth left in the west room of Hua Xiucai's house. He prepared them one by one for Mr. Qi and asked when they would make them.

"What day is it?" Qi Erye asked.

"At the quarter of the hour." (9:15)

"Don't worry, come on, come on, have a few drinks with me, remember to call me when you get up."

The old man is in good health and can drink quite well. He drank half a jar of wine in a short time. This Shaodaozi wine is the strongest in the area, with over 60 degrees. The old man burped and did not show up.
Chapter completed!