Ye Zhaoling smelled the pill, threw it into his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it.
It has no taste and tastes like mud...
There was a sound of footsteps behind him. Tang Boyu covered his lips and coughed a few times: "Ahem."
Ye Zhaoling patted him on the shoulder: "Good brother, are you here to change your shift before it's time?"
Tang Boyu froze, but looking at Ye Zhaoling's expectant eyes, he still nodded.
In fact, he came out for convenience...
He smiled at Ye Zhaoling.
"Ahem, go to sleep."
Ye Zhaoling held the box and prepared to walk in.
Tang Boyu suddenly asked: "Did you hear any strange noises last night?"
Ye Zhaoling looked back at him: "What's the sound?"
Tang Boyu glanced at the mahogany box and shook his head: "Maybe I heard wrong. Ye Ba was snoring all night, and I didn't sleep well."
Ye Zhaoling patted him on the shoulder: "Good brother, if you're not afraid of catching a cold, you can sleep outside for a while. I'm not afraid to tell you that I can't hold on, so I slept for a while. It's so nice to sleep outside."
She turned back and took two steps, then warned: "Don't mention her snoring in front of Ye Ba tomorrow! You might be humanely destroyed in a minute!"
The two looked at each other and smiled.
Tang Boyu hummed lowly and looked at Ye Zhaoling's back thoughtfully.
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June 7th is destined to be the most uneventful day in the past ten years.
At 6 o'clock on June 7th, Qingcheng Mountain Morning News: Breaking! There was a fire at No. 66 Qingchun Road at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain. The male owner was missing and his life and death were unknown, and the female owner was burned to death with no bones left.
At 18:00 on June 7th, Qingchengshan Evening News: A sudden fire in the old house of the Ye family in Qingchengshan triggered soul torture. How bad is the infrastructure of the mansion?
At dinner time between seven and eight o'clock, No. 66 is usually as peaceful as the neighboring apartments, with no visitors.
But now that it was burned down by fire, it is now full of people.
Not to mention the countless Qingcheng people surrounding not far away.
Just the relatives and friends of the hostess No. 66, there were several waves of people coming in and out.
The first person to come was an old Taoist priest whose robe had several big holes in it.
The neighbors looked at him and saw, isn't this Taoist a guest of the Ye family on the mountainside of Qingcheng Mountain?
The famous Huang Daochang!
An hour ago, in the Ye Family Fire Tree Silver Garden, the sky full of fire and gunpowder smoke frightened many Qingcheng people.
The Ye family was also stubborn. They sent 4,000 people down the mountain at noon and called them back in the evening. They put out the huge fire all by themselves but did not let the fire fighters from Qingcheng go up the mountain.
Just look at this Taoist priest and you will know.
The robe was almost completely burned, and two skinny hairy legs were looming.
As for the people behind.
The hostess’s father is really miserable!
Mr. Ye almost cried his eyes out while picking up the remaining half of the door frame.
The onlookers were in awe.
But is this regretful person really just regretting? Just like this mourning person, is it really just mourning?
The Taoist priest stood on the ruins of No. 66.
He turned around and advised Mr. Ye.
"Not even ten years."
Mr. Ye raised his head, revealing a pair of determined eyes.
There was a bit of madness in his eyes, but he didn't say anything. He rolled his eyes and pouted.
The housekeeper called to the bodyguards behind him to carry Mr. Ye away who had fainted.
On the other hand, no one came to see the man's house, which made him look particularly indifferent.
This immediately replaced the hot topic that Ye Zhaoling could not speak and could not have children, and soon became one of the topics of gossip among the neighbors.
People who are ruthless and treacherous are undoubtedly the targets of criticism that everyone is eager to criticize.
Because from the moral high ground, no matter what nonsense they say, it will not appear redundant or untenable!
The commanding heights of morality are enough to make them invincible!
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There is a piece of barren grassland on the outskirts of Qingcheng. All year round, the weeds on this scorched land are earthy yellow and linger, as if they will wither the next day.
However, they were indeed still alive and had not withered the next day...
People can't even tell whether they are updating and iterating normally on this scorched earth like other grasshoppers.
It was a seemingly quiet and peaceful day in Qingcheng.
If there were no four Qianye family members descending from the mountain at noon on the 7th, perhaps Qingcheng would really remain silent forever, without any ripples.
However, the price of a certain wolf is 268, and the fracture promotion is 134. 4,000 yuan can buy 29 certain wolves, allowing 29 people to experience the fun of "a computer, a pack of cigarettes, and reading the word "death" for a day.
The price of the shirt is nine pounds and fifteen cents, which is equivalent to 71,4000 RMB, which can buy 56 shirts. Wearing such a shirt, mothers no longer have to worry about their children not being able to do listening questions.
Wotou are four for one dollar; spinach is sold at a low price, 1,300 kilograms for 15 yuan; roasted yams are 3 yuan each. For 4,000 yuan, you can buy 4,000 wotou, 130,000 kilograms of spinach, and 500 roasted yams at the same time, which can help four thousand homeless people.
Each person can eat one steamed bun and 32 pounds of spinach. Of course, there are 3,500 honest people who can't get the roasted yams.
Do the locals in Qingcheng know what the four thousand people on the mountain are going to do when they come down from the mountain?
have no idea.
No honest person knows.
People with long tongues have already made up dozens of versions in their minds.
——He first said to the neighbor on the left: "It's terrible! The Ye family hasn't howled in decades, and now there's suddenly such a big noise! What else could they be doing if they weren't here to grab roasted yams? They must be the ones who don't have any on the mountain.
Roasted yams!”
Neighbor on the left: ...Ah, yes, yes. No wonder your family eats roasted yams for New Year’s Eve dinner, and you come to my house to show off.
——He said to the neighbor on the right: "This Ye family's dog... Bah! This Ye family must have smelled the aroma of meat down the mountain!"
They have been tinkering in the mountains for so many years, prohibiting us from going up to the mountains to worship our ancestors, prohibiting us from going up to the mountains to hunt, and prohibiting us from being grandma's dog lickers... Bah! They prohibit us from honoring grandma! We must have received retribution! These five thousand people are pampered and pampered
The young master and the young lady drink rice soup every day, so there is no need for a collective protest! Maybe! I just can’t help but want to go down the mountain and go to a restaurant!”
Neighbor on the right: What you, a foodie, say makes sense,...don’t say it next time.
——The man said to the neighbor at the back: "Sister Yuan Fang, what do you think?"
Neighbor Yuan Fang at the back: "Why don't you stop talking nonsense to me? Just because I have a girl who married into the Ye family and has a good relationship with the Ye family? What a coward! These four thousand locusts are crossing the border! Of course there is a big disaster."
"Mr. Huang lived for more than a hundred years! He knew a lot. Instead of guessing here, we might as well ask him what he thinks! Mr. Huang, what do you think?"
The neighbor in front is an old man, the old man Huang who has lived longer than Mr. Ye. His old eyes are dim and he asks: "What are the locusts? What kind of environment? Where have the locusts been? We are in a mountainous area with an altitude of 900 meters! It is full of green water and green mountains.
How could there be a locust riot?"
Yuan Fang amplified her voice: "Grandpa Huang! It's not locusts! There are no locusts in Qingcheng! We are asking you if you know what happened in Qingcheng Mountain! Today, the Ye family in Qingcheng Mountain sent four thousand descendants down the mountain! They all said that there was something big
What a disaster!"
"Disaster! Disaster... To say that there is a disaster! I knew this seventy or eighty years ago! The Ye family has been established for three hundred years, and their life span is over! This year is the three hundredth year... Oops, ten years ago
I also saw Empress Ruyi in her presence...unexpectedly, that was the last time..."
After saying that, everyone was left looking at each other, but he walked away tremblingly on crutches...
Yuan Fang was only in her twenties and was a qualified socialist successor. She asked in surprise: "The name of Empress Ruyi! Why does it sound familiar?!"
The neighbor on the left smiled: "You were still young at that time, so of course you can't remember clearly. Empress Ruyi is the colorful koi carp in the Qingcheng River!"
The neighbor on the right responded: "Yes, seven years ago, Empress Ruyi's thousands of roe and grandsons jumped into the dragon's gate in the Qingcheng River. This was a big news on TV!"
"Legend has it that Empress Ruyi and Grandma Qingcheng Mountain were once close friends. Her moral practice is two hundred years higher than that of Grandma! Grandma's Dao practice is only three hundred years old!"
"This Ruyi Empress, my grandfather's grandfather once met her in Qingcheng Mountain! It's a pity that she broke up with her a hundred years ago. Rumor has it that she lived in the underground river under the Qingcheng River and was never born again."
"But didn't Grandpa Huang say that he saw Empress Ruyi ten years ago?"
"What a shame! When this old man first moved to our village ten years ago, he even said that he was a fellow disciple of Mr. Ye's family! If he was really a fellow disciple of Mr. Ye's family, how could he come to our place more than ten kilometers away from the city?
It’s a remote place in the countryside! Aren’t they all going to the gold and silver nest on Qingcheng Mountain to enjoy their blessings?”
"He! He is such a weirdo! When he first came here that year, people often saw him walking around carrying three earthen jars. Some people secretly opened them and took a look, saying they were three empty jars!"
Long Tongue consciously interjected at this moment: "Harm! He is just an old lunatic!"
"You should be virtuous! I didn't recruit you or mess with you! Why do you have no words to say this to others!"
"Tsk! Don't argue with this kind of person! He deserves to be rejected by his grandma! These dirty people who will not be able to go to Qingcheng Mountain for generations to come are all poisonous! I have to go home and collect my clothes!"
"Look at the weather, it's going to rain again! I'm going back to cook too..."
For a while, Long Tongue could only go back to his home in despair, and locked the door bolt, fearing that someone would throw stones at him again.
And the wife he married with a long tongue started doing it again.
"It's going on day by day! I can't survive this day! Look at you!——"
