Erosion of bones and pets, forensic mad concubine

Chapter 1397 My niece met my uncle
Chapter 1398 My niece met my uncle
It is indeed a sister, not a sister.

Things have to be traced back, but it has been some years.

At that time, Ji Chundong had just been adopted by his adoptive father, and the two father and son depended on each other for life. Although their lives were not miserable, they were rather sloppy because there was no mistress at home.

Fortunately, Ji Chundong was already sensible at that time. The 11-year-old child could wash and cook by himself, and he could also mend the torn robes of his adoptive father.

But you can't count on children's craftsmanship, and Ji Nanzheng doesn't care about it, so many times, when he went to court, all the civil and military officials saw that he was a good Tutor, living like a beggar, and wearing clothes. Patched court clothes.

Later, when Ji Chundong heard about it, he felt uncomfortable. He was born with supernatural powers, and he was good at fighting and fighting, but he was not made to be an embroiderer. The adoptive father's busyness is very decadent, and he is listless all day long.

In order to appease him, the adoptive father told him about other people in the family.

"Your mother doesn't know how to embroider either. She is a Miao girl. She has lived among snakes, insects, rats and ants since she was a child. She can handle needles, but they are used to bleed poisonous spiders. And Xia Qiu, who is only four years old , but it’s a girl after all, have you ever seen a girl who imitates a boy to pee standing up? Who can pee farther than a boy? It’s really... don’t mention it, don’t mention it.”

Ji Chundong was quite fascinated when he heard it, and this time, he knew that he also had a stepmother and a stepmother.

But now, Liu Wei's words echoed in his ears, sister and younger sister, this is completely different, what about the smart, lively and lovely little sister?
My sister's words...

He doesn't know what a sister is.

But I always feel that my sister must be dignified, calm, generous and decent, and she should have nothing to do with peeing while standing.

Liu Wei listened to Ji Chundong's aggrieved detailed account of her having a younger sister, and she understood after listening: "When your father left home, your righteous sister was still young, and she should be only four or five years old. I haven't seen you for many years. In the old man's memory, your adoptive sister is only four years old. If you ask him now, he will only remember your righteous sister's four-year-old appearance. Could it be that she is only four years old now? Are you old?"

Ji Chundong was a little bit shocked, but he still didn't want to believe it, and looked at Liu Wei stubbornly: "How do you know? Uncle Zhu hasn't spoken yet."

The white-haired old man waved his hand: "If it is said that it is a child born to Miao girl named Xia Qiu, Liu Wei will indeed know better than me, because it is her mother."

Ji Chundong: "..."

Liu Wei laughed lightly, cupped his hands slightly to the dumbfounded Ji Chundong, and said, "If we are not mistaken, then my niece has seen my uncle."

Ji Chundong: "..."

……

evening.

There is a dilapidated Zhongkui Temple in the outskirts of Xijin County. This temple used to be full of incense, but because of a thunderstorm many years ago, most of the temple was destroyed.

Ji Nanzheng looked at the statue of Zhong Kui, which was full of vicissitudes, and vaguely remembered the grand occasion of this temple many years ago. He sighed, patted the head of the big wolf beside him, and said: "There is still half a day's journey left, so I will rest here tonight Bar."

The white wolf squatted unsteadily under Zhong Kui's statue, found a drier place, patted the dry grass on the ground, and looked at his master again.

Ji Nanzheng walked over and sat on the ground, leaning on the white wolf's back.

There was no food outside the mountains, so the old man took out some cold pancakes, ate half of them himself, and gave the rest to the white wolf.

It was getting late, and the night was cool, Ji Nanzheng looked at the sky, frowning faintly: "I'm afraid it's going to rain."

As soon as the words fell, the light rain really fell.

Xijin County is surrounded by poor families. A sudden heavy rain came suddenly before nightfall. After a while, several waves of people came in the small Zhongkui Temple.

The first one came in was a farmer with a bamboo basket on his back. Seeing that there were already people in the temple, the farmer nodded politely at the old man, and said honestly: "I still want to take advantage of the quietness of the mountain these two days to pick up more firewood." Going to the market to sell, I didn’t expect to encounter this rain, and almost drenched the firewood.”

The old man gave up the seat beside him and called the farmer to come and sit.

The farmer looked at the big blue-eyed wolf beside him and shook his head in horror.

The old man was not reluctant, and after watching the farmer sit down in a corner not far from him, he began to close his eyes and meditate.

A hunter came in after that, carrying two pheasant carcasses in his hands. When he first entered the temple, he didn't look at people first, but noticed the big wolf with a thick coat.

The old man opened his eyes at the right time, patted the old man who was about to move under him, and said to Orion: "It's raining heavily outside, do you want to sit here, master?"

Orion stared at the wolf with glowing eyes, and knew that the wolf recognized his master. He hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "I'll leave when the rain stops. Don't bother old man."

The last one to come in was a beggar. This beggar was covered in dirt and smelly, and his hair was all clumped. He came in most casually, without saying hello to anyone, so he found a corner in a leisurely manner, lay down and fell asleep, and after a while Also said hello.

The snoring was really loud, the good-tempered farmer didn't say anything, but the hunter who was still holding a machete in his hand had an opinion: "Can you keep your voice down, the rain is annoying enough, and you still need to hear your teeth grinding sound." !"

The beggar obviously heard what he said, but not only did not restrain himself, but even beat louder.

Orion stood up suddenly, grabbed the machete and was about to settle the score.

The farmer got busy as a peacemaker: "It's all for shelter from the rain, this big brother calms down, calms down."

Orion was still uncomfortable, but he didn't lose his temper with the farmer. He sat down again, and started talking abruptly: "Some people are just cheap, and they can't do anything well. They have to beg for a living, and they don't know how What did father and mother give birth to him for, just to shame people?"

The farmer looked embarrassed, and the beggar over there stopped pretending to be asleep, and sat up and asked, "Who are you scolding?"

Orion stared over: "I scolded you, what's the matter?"

The beggar picked up the bricks and stones around him, stood up and walked towards Orion.

Orion walked towards him with a machete in his hand.

The two were on the verge of breaking out, and they were about to start a fight. The farmer couldn't stop him, so he hurriedly stepped down to the statue of Zhong Kui. The old man who hadn't said a word from the beginning to the end shouted: "Old man, please persuade them quickly, they just met by chance, don't let them die." It's killing people."

The old man leaning on the white wolf slowly raised his eyes, his pale pupils were cloudy, he didn't speak, but looked at the three of them, and stood up from the ground with difficulty.

When he was standing, his movements were very slow, and the three people who were not giving in to each other stopped their confrontation, and all turned their heads to look at him.

The old man sighed, supported the statue of Zhong Kui, and asked a little weakly: "When will the weak tendons disappear?"

(End of this chapter)