Paper horse incense shop

"Parents are unkind, but parenting is kind."

Gongshu Ji said:

"The theory of Kong Rong, one of the Seven Sons of Jian'an."

It is preached that parents have children for their own selfish desires, and that parenting is the source of the love between parents and children.

This ideological theory has been controversial over the years, but I agree with it.

"Do I know a lot?"

Gong Shuji raised his eyebrows and said with a smile:

"I used to be a strong scholar."

Seeing that he still had the energy to tease me, I touched his bleeding shoulder:

"It doesn't hurt anymore?"

My movements were very light, but Gong Shuji's face, which had been slightly pink just now, turned pale almost instantly, and his lips were as white as snow:
".Wrong. A strong reader will not be able to compete with a topic terminator after all."

My action just now was actually very light. It seems that Gong Shuji's situation is still not optimistic.

Seeing that it was still early, I took advantage of the time to go downstairs to the drugstore to buy some bandages, wound medicine, needles and thread, and took the takeout back to the room.

After a series of trips, I was in a hurry, but when I returned to the room, Gong Shuji, who was supposed to be resting and recovering his health, was still not idle. He was holding a little finger-shaped carrot knife in one hand and was carving something carefully.

I really had a headache this time, so I put the takeaway down:

"I know you are very hard-working, but don't be so hard-working yet. Can you care about your own life and death?"

Gong Shuji put down his knife and carefully closed up the sawdust, leaving no trace on his body or on the ground:
"Anyway, I have nothing to do. Besides, I injured my left hand and it has little to do with my right hand."

"I feel uncomfortable if I don't work. Do you want sweet porridge or salty porridge?"

A portion of pumpkin porridge, a portion of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, a portion of steamed dumplings, two tea eggs, and even a basket of steamed dumplings.

It's quite rich for me, but it's a bit hard for me to choose between sweet porridge and salty porridge.

It’s not that they don’t all eat it, it’s that they all eat it and they all like it.

Xu Shigong Shuji could see the tangled look in my eyes:

"Then half for each person, and I'll share it with you."

I watched Gong Shuji place the steamed dumplings box on the xiaolongbao, and then divide the porridge.

His movements were very gentle, he lowered his eyes and carefully broke the chopsticks, wiped the spoon, and divided the porridge.
"A bit like mom"

I muttered something softly, but Gong Shuji didn’t seem to hear it clearly and said with some confusion:
"what?"

I took the bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge with obviously a lot more ingredients:
"I said - you look like a boy mother."

Gong Shuji was obviously a little stunned, and he almost lost his grip on his chopsticks. I tried to explain to him why I felt so:
"When I first saw you, you came out of the curtain in the inner room, and the newborn sun shone on you. With your face, I almost thought you were going to become a Buddha and ascend."

"But now I have another feeling, which may be what everyone calls the 'brilliance of motherhood.'"

"Because you always give people a warm, gentle, subtle and restrained impression."

"This kind of word is usually used to describe a mother.?"

Seeing Gong Shuji becoming more and more silent, I began to look for more appropriate words:

"Maybe not mother, a more appropriate term would be."

“It’s kind of like the last breeze of late summer.”

"It's also like a trickle of water being warmed by the sun."

"The gentle breeze and gentle waves are murmuring away." Gong Shuji's tightly pursed lips softened slightly, and a slight blush appeared on his bloodless face:
".Thanks for the compliment."

This may be the best praise he has received in twenty years.

It's hundreds of times better than 'study hard', 'work hard' and 'you are handsome'.

Sure enough, it is actually possible to let Xiaobai become a writer.

Gong Shuji felt a little relieved, and in the next moment, he heard another sentence:
"It doesn't take much, just open your mouth."

I stuffed a mouthful of dumplings:
"If you want to hear it, if we have a chance to meet in the future, I will praise you. As long as you give me the preserved eggs and lean meat, you can drink the rest of the porridge."

Gong Shuji expressionlessly rejected my suggestion, and my bowl was returned.

I felt a little pity in my heart, and I didn't understand why Gong Shuji, who had just looked so happy, suddenly turned against him.

The two of us quickly finished the porridge and put on the medicine again. It was almost three o'clock in the afternoon.

Gong Shuji took a short rest, and I took stock of all the things I brought with me again to make sure that if I encountered any special situation, I would be able to fight, and then I started sharpening my sword.

Time passed little by little, and Gong Shuji woke up and slept. Almost every half hour, he would get up and sense a wooden cow and a flowing horse.
but.

A few hours passed, and the hour hand had moved closer to ten o'clock again.

We waited until there were not many pedestrians outside the B&B, but we still didn’t see the wooden cow and the horse.

The longer the time went on, not only did I feel anxious, but Gong Shuji, who had been comforting me all the time, also looked less good-looking:
"Something's not right."

I recalled what Gong Shuji said before:
"You predicted yesterday that it only takes less than a day's journey from Wangcheng to Wangcheng. It will definitely arrive around this evening."

Gongshuji sighed deeply:
"Yes, that's the problem."

"If my father had released the wooden cow and the horse as soon as he received the call, you should have been able to leave here with your second uncle as early as four hours ago."

But now, the time is a full four hours late.

There are at least several possibilities for this -

1: Gongshuqiu prepares his backup plan, much like I always like to take inventory of equipment and organize everything between battles, the other party also likes to do the same.

Of course, no hunter will set out to hunt without a shotgun and ammunition ready.

A fierce battle awaits me.

2: Gongshuqiu After Gongshuji's accident, we immediately thought of exchanging his second uncle's ashes for someone else, but the ashes were not as 'easy to get' as we originally thought.

Because according to Gong Shuji's original statement, Gong Shuqiu hated his second uncle extremely, and even after his death, he would not give up his abuse of his second uncle.

Then it is very likely that the ashes are in a state where they cannot be easily taken out even if they are in public or in a feud.

Many ordinary people don't know what it means to be unable to take out the bones.

But this is actually Taoist common sense.

Even I know there is a way to torture the bones so that the other person will be tortured after death and unable to pass away.

That is--

Find a dry well that is half an arm's width away, preferably on a mountain, away from water sources. Then, destroy the five holes in the 'human' front yard, cover the head with a black cloth, wrap the whole body with black cloth, hang it upside down and stuff it into the well.

This method can make a 'person' freeze, and the Yin Qi will not be transformed, making it impossible to pass away. However, the body cannot escape from the shaft. Even the five courts have been destroyed, and the murderer cannot be found to seek revenge.
This is one way.

And there is no way to take out the bones in this state overnight.

This requires time and personnel, so it will be late. (End of chapter)