After the five-year-old milk bag came down the mountain, everyone was vying to dote on her

Shen Weixun held his forehead and sighed.

He knew, he knew that this little dumpling who looked so well-behaved but was actually so smart could not be so obedient!

"Which hand touched it? Take it out and show it to me."

Now that things have come to this, what else can be done?

The first priority is to see if there are any problems with Ruanruan.

He hurriedly knelt down and stretched out his little hand softly and helplessly.

The white and tender claws with small pits on the back of the hand appeared in front of his eyes, as soft as if they had no bones.

Shen Weixun grabbed the little fleshy paw and looked over it carefully for a long time. He didn't notice anything unusual, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?"

"no no!"

The little rattle Ruanruan is online again, and his little head keeps swaying back and forth.

Shen Weixun was really afraid that she would vomit on him.

"You…"

Shen Weixun couldn't help but keep a straight face and poked his soft little head with his finger, feeling helpless and lucky at the same time.

"Don't do this again next time, you know?"

"Uh-huh!"

When Xiaotuanzi saw the third senior brother, he didn't seem that unhappy and quickly nodded in agreement.

There was a sudden feeling of joy in my heart that I had escaped disaster.

This time Shen Weixun simply took away the small pink bottle.

Never give Xiaotuanzi another chance to touch.

"I will put this thing in the study first, and then take it out when the second brother comes."

"Third Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother will be unhappy if you call him that."

Ruanruan reminded him softly.

Every time the third senior brother called the second senior brother "Lao Er", the second senior brother would have a black face and chase the third senior brother and beat him.

But no matter what, the third senior brother refused to change his story.

Before going down the mountain, the two had another fight over the issue of address.

Third Senior Brother is still shouting like this, won't they start fighting again soon?

Now that there is no master to fight, if two senior brothers get into a fight, who will she help?

"It's good that I can call him dick. You look so worried that your face is almost wrinkled like a little old lady. Don't worry, I promise I won't fight with him for a while."

Shen Weixun is the roundworm in Xiaotuanzi's belly.

You can understand her thoughts in seconds and respond promptly.

After getting the promise from the third senior brother, Ruanruan breathed a sigh of relief.

The frown also relaxed.

Phew~ It’s okay, okay, I won’t have to make a difficult decision for a while.

Soon, Zhang Zicheng was taken to the manor.

Still wearing a bald Taoist robe, with a string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck.

Wearing red sandalwood strings on her wrists.

Taking the mix-and-match style to its extreme.

He doesn't walk in a straight shape and his posture when standing is sluggish.

When he saw his junior brother and junior sister, he decisively ignored Shen Weixun who was standing aside.

He walked straight to Ruanruan, picked her up and kissed her little face.

"Hey, you miss me so much, little darling, do you miss your senior brother?"

"Think about it! Think about it!" Ruanruan chuckled for a while, then held the second senior brother's neck and rubbed it with his furry little head.

But the next second she felt her fate being grabbed by the scruff of her neck.

The aroma of red sandalwood emanating from the second senior brother's body became farther and farther away, and soon he smelled the pleasant aroma of pine and snow.

Oh, it's Third Senior Brother.

"A small amount of your saliva will make your face soft, isn't it dirty?

Shen Weixun took out his handkerchief with ease and wiped his soft face bit by bit.

Looking at Zhang Zicheng's eyes, he was very unhappy.

This is why he hates this little dick so much!

Or he would steal his junior sister, and if he did, he would have a mouth full of drool.

You can save a little money, but then it will be annoying to death.

He has raised Xiaotuanzi hand in hand for so many years, and he has not even kissed him a few times!

Haven’t you heard that men and women sit on different seats when they are three years old?!

Bah! There are no rules at all!

"You just say sour grapes if you can't eat them. If you have the ability, you can kiss me. No one is stopping you. You like to dress maturely. You blame me."

"I said you're a young kid, don't pretend to be like an old man all day long. Be careful as you grow older and become ugly, our little baby won't like it~"

provocative.

Chi Guoguo's provocation.

Zhang Zicheng was so excited that he almost wanted to hit you. These words were plastered on his face.

The grievances were deep and the atmosphere suddenly became complicated.

Ruanruan looked left and right, and frowned again.

It's over, it's over, the brothers are going to fight again!

"Third Senior Brother, you just said you wouldn't fight."

Xiaotuanzi's soft and aggrieved voice came, which immediately made Shen Weixun dumbfounded.

He was too lazy to continue arguing with Zhang Zicheng, so he took out the mahogany card and threw it at Zhang Zicheng.

"Let's see if you recognize this thing. Some people use this thing to confuse people's minds. It looks quite evil."

Zhang Zicheng glanced at the sign in confusion, but just this glance made him immediately put away his playful smile.

He rubbed the mahogany card carefully with a serious look on his face.

What does this reveal?

"you know."

Shen Weixun's tone was determined.

Zhang Zicheng didn't show off, nodded and replied: "I know, the raw material of this peach wood should come from a peach tree at the door of my village."

"That tree is very spiritual and has existed for a long time. It must have been hundreds of years at least. That tree gave me shelter when I was a child. Every time I have nightmares, I like to climb up the tree and stand in the tree. You won’t have nightmares when you go to bed.”

"I'm very familiar with the scent on it, so I can tell it at a glance. But this thing shouldn't be made into a wooden sign and appear in your hand."

Zhang Zicheng frowned, it was rare for him to be so serious.

Perhaps because he had lost too many things and his childhood experience was too tragic, he always showed that he didn't care much about anything and didn't care.

Because as long as you don't care, you won't be afraid of losing.

As time passed, his temperament became particularly lazy and irregular.

Usually the first impression is not a good one.

"It's not like I cut down the tree and made it into a wooden sign. It's not my problem whether it should appear or not. Now someone is using this wooden sign to create dreams for people and absorb their essence, almost sucking them dry. , do you have any solution?"

Shen Weixun felt that the number mentioned by the second son should be quite important to him.

The wooden sign appeared here, and the number that contained his feelings must have been chopped down with a high probability.

It's strange that he's not angry.

"Yes, that tree has a spirit, but it has not turned into a demon. The name is engraved on the body, and it will absorb the essence of others unconsciously. Burning the sign can completely isolate the connection between the peach tree and people. I will go back in person. Take a trip and see what's going on."

Zhang Zicheng looked a little anxious. Shen Weixun was right. That tree was indeed important to him.

He now urgently wants to go back to the village to see if the trees have been cut down.