Farmer's wife: Xianggong, if you are sick

Chapter 78
Seeing that Song Yaomei was only listening to a story, Zhao Gao didn't care at all.

Said sarcastically, "Don't Yaomei want to know why your family has this thing?"

Song Yaomei pretended she didn't hear it, she was still picking her ears with her fingers, this man's words were really interesting, and this superstition was so magnified.

Besides, his husband didn't have any injuries at all, okay?

He saw it with his own eyes. Although the moonlight was not very strong, he could still see it clearly.

Besides, the most important thing about this person who lost blood was his poor complexion, but his husband-in-law didn't have this phenomenon at all.

Song Yaomei smiled and said: "Young Master Zhao, let's talk about this shark butterfly blue!"

Seeing that Song Yaomei didn't believe it at all, Zhao Gao had been thinking about the truth of this matter for a long time.

However, he put the shark butterfly blue on the table, looking far away, as if he had witnessed the struggle of the sharks and the loss of the shark butterfly blue, "In the battle formation, there is a little shark girl who has already She took a fancy to her favorite handsome gentleman and wanted to bring Shark Die Lan to reunite with him, but who knew that the shark hadn't landed yet, and she was shot by an arrow when the fog rose. But the handsome gentleman didn't leave, He seems to have always had a belief in his mind that he wants to wait for someone, but he doesn't know what this person looks like."

Song Yaomei finished drinking a cup of tea and poured it for herself.

Zhao Gao continued: "The merman girl is dead, but the merman butterfly blue floated out with the water. It happened to be brought home by this handsome gentleman. Although he looks good, his family is poor. The daughter of a rich family who was married with his fingertips also rescinded the engagement because of his poverty. But with this thing, he was valued by the princess and even became the emperor's son-in-law."

Song Yaomei had almost heard the story, but she shook her head, this superstition kills people, she can continue the story without Zhao Gao telling it.

Song Yaomei went on to say: "Later, when the princess became pregnant, she realized it, but since the uncooked rice had already been cooked, the son-in-law treated her well, so she simply lived with him, and the last days were quite happy. The son-in-law felt that this thing was miraculous, so he asked an expert to look at it. The expert told him that this thing is hard to come by, and it happened to be heard by a subjugated general. The general asked the expert for advice. The man took pity on his country and family, and told him that there is a purple bamboo forest on Burial Soul Mountain. When the moon is full, he needs to use his own blood to make offerings. When the purple bamboo turns blood red, he can cut it down and weave it into beautiful Basket, if you donate him to the emperor of the enemy country, the emperor will be confused by him, and in the end he will kill or cut according to his wish."

Song Yaomei finished speaking in one breath and tilted her head to look at Zhao Gao, but she let out a long sigh of relief, "Is that so?" Song Yaomei asked.

Zhao Gao said: "Yaomei's ability to make up stories is not bad, but this thing can only attract the opposite sex. And as long as the woman is pregnant, it will be useless."

Zhao Gao looked at the shark butterfly blue again.

Song Yaomei nodded, and said a lot, doesn't it mean that this thing is firstly hard to come by, and secondly, it has the effect of confusing people's minds?

But Song Yaomei disagreed, if she could really confuse people's minds, then she would have given up on Li Sanlang long ago, why would she sometimes want to separate from him?
And there should be a reaction to Zhao Gao too.

But I don't have any, I just think he looks good.

Song Yaomei said: "Thank you Mr. Zhao for giving me knowledge, but the little lady has something to do, so I won't accompany you any more."

Then he left by himself.

Zhao Gao looked at Song Yaomei's leaving back, leaving a shadow silently in his heart.

Seeing Song Yaomei leaving, the dull man whispered into Zhao Gao's ear and asked, "My lord, do you want it?"

Zhao Gao raised his arm, but looked at the bearded man on the ground.

Song Yaomei came out of Shidingxiang, and her heart began to be in a trance. Why did Li Sanlang do this, and what is the purpose of doing this?
She walked along the road in a trance towards the place where Denan and the others lived, never expecting that someone would follow her.

Wait until Yu Qian's doorstep.

Only those who follow will go back.

Prince Yao was sitting on the stool in the wing room shaking his fan, and this peace was feeding him grapes.

Each grape has been peeled and the seeds removed.

Seeing someone approaching, Lord Yao stopped talking.

The shopkeeper stuck to Lord Yao's ear and said, "Yu Qian lives here."

Lord Yao smiled and said, "Did you see it with your own eyes?"

The man replied: "I saw it with my own eyes. I did live in the same place as the old man who can cure cattle diseases. I just came back."

Lord Yao smiled and picked Ping'an's chin with a fan and said: "Xiao Ping'an, let's go and see old man Yu, don't you miss him too?"

Ping An said with a smile: "Yes! Ping An also misses the old man!"

"Prepare the carriage!" Lord Yao said.

Shopkeeper Qian went to prepare a carriage, but this carriage was not like the one to send Li Sanlang, but an extraordinarily gorgeous one, just like the extended version of a modern Rolls-Royce.

The car drove to the place where Yu Qian lived, Lord Yao held Qufeng Pill in his hand and said with a smile: "There is nowhere to find it if you break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!"

The bearded Ma Dahu left Shi Dingxiang, holding the butterfly blue in his right hand, while wiping the sweat from his forehead with his left hand.

The crotch is wet.

He was so frightened that he lost his seven souls and lost his six souls. This Mr. Zhao was so aggressive that he was almost crippled.

After wiping off his sweat, he looked in the direction of Shi Dingxiang again, and hurriedly gave away the hot potato.

Standing by the window, Zhao Gao and the dull shopkeeper looked at Ma Dahu outside the window.

The dull shopkeeper asked: "My lord, why did you let him go? Wouldn't it be better to give that thing to the noble concubine?"

Zhao Gao pointed at the fan, and the dull shopkeeper stopped talking.

He opened the fan and fanned it, "Mu Mu, now you talk more and more!"

The dull shopkeeper Mu Mu immediately shut his mouth.

Because time is limited, Song Yaomei is also worried about Li Sanlang's safety, so she wants to go home as soon as possible.

So he only said hello to De Nan and the others, and then went out with Father Qin.

Song Yaomei was uneasy along the way, and Father Qin asked, "How is things going?"

Song Yaomei lay on her knees, not wanting to speak.

With a glance, I saw the old man who was shaking his head and selling candied haws.

The old man probably suffered from shaking his head, otherwise he wouldn't be shaking his head all the time.

But at that time, the old man gave her a spiritual support and let him discover Qin Xiaolan.So Song Yaomei decided to get out of the car and bought all of the old man's candied haws.

Song Yaomei said: "Old man, how do you sell this candied haws?"

The old man was still shaking his head, but he put down the stick of candied haws he was carrying on his shoulders, "A string of pennies."

Song Yaomei counted, there are about thirty bunches of candied haws on this pole.

Song Yaomei took out [-] Wen, "The old man has [-] Wen, I bought all these candied haws."

The old man was naturally very grateful, and gave Song Yaomei the candied haws and the pole.

Song Yaomei smiled, took out another twenty Wen, and said to the grandfather: "You can take these too, and count them as the money."

The old man is naturally very grateful, "Thank you, girl!"

Song Yaomei took the candied haws all the way and led Qin's father to Jinniang's cloth village.

Zhao Gao laughed and said, "The more muddy the water, the better, otherwise how can we play?"

(End of this chapter)