The resentment of Rhubarb Skin was resolved, and people worshiped him from then on.

But as soon as it thought about the one that Zhang Xiujuan threw to death, it began to think that it had to make a mistake.

Suddenly he rushed to Zhang Xiujuan's shoulder: "You damn old bitch, you still threw my big boy to death!"

Zhang Xiujuan's scalp was numb, her face twitched, and she looked at me anxiously: "Shen Ci, Shen Ci?"

I glanced at the rhubarb skin, whose flesh had been split and bloody, and my forehead twitched.

"How about... you knit a sweater and trousers for it so that it can survive the winter?" I suggested.

Zhang Xiujuan thought for a while and asked with a trembling voice: "Huang Xian'er, do you think it's okay?"

"No!" It kicked Zhang Xiujuan in the face.

I frowned slightly and looked at it: "I said, do you understand that when you beat a dog, you have to look at the owner?"

It was wary of Jing Yuan on my wrist and rolled its eyes: "She has to prepare another feast for me."

Zhang Xiujuan nodded repeatedly: "Sway!"

On the way back, she was still carrying the big white goose in her hand.

"What are you doing carrying it?" I couldn't help but ask her.

Zhang Xiujuan chuckled: "I went back and plucked the potatoes and stewed them. They taste so delicious!"

...I think she should not be my niece, but my daughter.

I slowed down my pace and asked Jing Yuan in a low voice, why did I keep that yellow man alive?

Jing Yuan said that it is not easy to practice these things, and he was tricked by Gao Mantang.

"Then what if Gao Mantang was talking nonsense and looked like a donkey dung egg?" I asked him.

Jing Yuan smiled sullenly: "Then it will be counterattacked by nature. Not to mention that its moral conduct will be ruined, it will be good if it can survive."

"This yellow-skinned child, if it is a simple person, will bow to people and ask you for auspicious words, which may increase its cultivation for many years. If it is a deep person, it will speak people's words and ask you whether it is like a god or a human being. , this one is one with profound teachings.”

No wonder the two thunderbolts just now didn’t kill it!

That’s why Jing Yuan spared it’s life, right?

When we returned to Lao Gao's house, it was already dawn.

It's an evil thing to say. The dry and thin old lady said that at dawn, the bunch of yellow skins ran to the back mountain on their own.

I guess it was Dahuangpizi who summoned all his big children back.

That's fine, after all, how could this litter be kept in a human home?

Ganba Shou asked Gao Mantang: "Is everything done?"

Gao Mantang didn't come back to his senses because he wanted to enshrine Huang Pizi as his ancestor, so he ignored her.

She asked her two sons again, and finally got a positive answer and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he looked at Zhou Yan and winked.

"Chen Ci." Zhou Yan pulled me aside and took out a red envelope from her left pocket.

"My mother-in-law gave this to you."

Before I could reach out my hand, Zhang Xiujuan snatched it away.

She tore open the red envelope, took a sip, and counted it.

"That's it?"

There was only five hundred yuan in the red envelope.

Last time I helped Aunt Xue find Xue Zhe, and I collected thousands of dollars!

"There's more in that pocket!" Zhang Xiujuan's sharp eyes moved quickly and she pulled out another one from Zhou Yan's right pocket.

He tore it open and took a look: "This is even less! Only a hundred!"

Zhou Yan smiled awkwardly: "Well, let's do that... My mother-in-law said that if the matter is completed, I will give you five hundred. If it doesn't, I will give you one hundred, so I prepared two red envelopes."

Haha, I sneered, is there such an operation?

Seeing my ugly face, Zhou Yan hesitated for a moment: "Then, how about you take them all away."

"That's not okay, why are you using my money as a favor here?" Gan Ba ​​Shou ran over and stretched out his hand to pull back a hundred dollars.

He rolled his eyes and said, "That was your child. Do I need money to look after things for you? Five hundred is fine!"

Zhou Yan looked at me with some embarrassment: "Shen Ci, look..."

"Do you think I lack the five hundred yuan?" I asked her. Until now, has she ever asked me if I was hurt?
Chapter completed!