The splendid business map of the peasant girl

Chapter 73: Lost and confused (11)
He would not be reconciled to death, and because he would not be reconciled, he did not believe that she could leave so easily!

Picking up the hoe at the side and walking step by step to the grave where paper money and ashes still remained, Mo Zhichu restrained his slightly trembling hands, clenched his fists again, and frowned.

It was hard for the family to go shopping, but with such a big tail, they couldn’t get rid of it no matter what, Doomsday Yao twitched the corner of his mouth and played with the lamp in his hand, while Mo Xiaoyu who was on the side seemed to be on a stimulant all night Jump down!

"Sister, let's count the stars? Let's see who can count the most!" Pointing at the bright moon in the sky, Mo Xiaoyu didn't raise his head, and squinted his small eyes flatteringly at Doomsday Yao.

"Brother Xiao Yu, let's count the moons." Qiao Xiaoqing was even happier. When she was a child, she would go to the fields with her parents to play with torches during the Lantern Festival. It still feels fresh, but when she grows up, she gets tired of watching it. She has never seen such a crowded battle in the town before!
Looking at her daughter-in-law's dumbfounding appearance, Liu couldn't help laughing from the sidelines. These dolls are really interesting, just a moon hanging in the sky, and there are people who want to count the stars. The words of the moon popped out!
"What? Go up and sit down?" Not far behind, Bai Yutian turned his head to look at the man beside him with a neither salty nor pale face, sighing in his heart that the sky was about to change, but his tone was also full of interest.

"Let's go, don't forget to explain, Wang'er is sick and is in the hospital." Xie Mei smiled, although there were a few traces of calculation mixed in, but that face really made people unable to move their eyes away, and the contemptuous eyes were on Bai Yutian's body Turned around, then walked towards the pavilion.

If this life is destined to be buried in dust.

Please allow me to bury my daughter.

The broken sound is everywhere, and the candles are burned out, and there is no one to complain.

If this feeling is doomed to fail day and night.

Even if I am a little confused.

Dressed in blood and broken armor, Shafei Fenglie also laughed and cried... A faint singing sound came, which made him stop in his steps, but when he listened intently, the sound disappeared without a trace, and his heart felt a little sad. Sorry, just waiting to go——

Yan Chen's slightly hasty voice suddenly sounded, and then a figure appeared out of thin air.

"master!"

"What's the matter?"

"News from Fengyun City, the plague in southern Xinjiang!" Yan Chen gritted his silver teeth, his voice low and dignified.

"What does it have to do with me?" The originally serious look relaxed when he heard the next sentence.

"It's a life-threatening butterfly, and someone has controlled the disease." As if he knew his master's reaction, the previous rush of emotions gradually calmed down.

"Death-killing butterfly?" His complexion changed a few times, and the person who was calm just now stared at the latter's eyes. After receiving the confirmed message, he slowly took a breath, turned his head and looked at Bai Yutian with the same expression glance.

"Exploring again!" With a wave of the sleeve robe, the figure has already walked a long way, and the only words left are scattered in the air, drifting to the edge of the pavilion with the wind, and Ran Yishuang, who is sitting next to Shi Shiyao and smiling charmingly, twitches her eyebrows ——

The night of the full fifteenth month was exceptionally quiet, especially around the lonely tomb at Shilipu, which was even more bleak at the moment.

The silver-white moonlight was dyed cold and chilly by the cool wind blowing indiscriminately. The wind blew over the dry grass in the rice field not far away, and the noise of tying ropes was accompanied by a little whimpering sound from the woods behind. It makes people's backs feel cold for no reason!
The bright full moon sprinkled a layer of brilliance, making the whole night as bright as day, and the grave that had been dug up bit by bit gradually appeared in the eyes of Mo Zhichu and Mr. Liang.

Carefully scraping away the dirt, a small piece of black wood was revealed. Surprise appeared in his eyes, and he ignored Liang Zhiquan's reaction. Mo Zhichu's subordinates moved faster, and his heart started beating wildly involuntarily!
Rosewood!
"Hiss..." He took a breath, facing Mo Zhichu's almost crazy expression, Mr. Liang's hand that was clenched tightly on the crutch trembled even more violently!
The Mo family is so poor that they can hardly even pay the land tax for a year. This wood, this wood...

With three or two strokes, all the remaining soil was scraped aside, and the veins on Liang Zhiquan's forehead throbbed restlessly!

Not only rosewood, but also rosewood inlaid with gold!
"No, no! At the beginning of the fourth... If your mother hadn't been here, she definitely wouldn't have used the golden red sandalwood, which is immortal for ten thousand years!" The tomb has already been dug, and if the museum is opened again, it will be too late to say anything !

"No..." Mr. Liang's old eyes almost opened wide, but he could only watch helplessly as the latter continued to move his hands without saying a word...

Compared with Mr. Liang's excitement, Mo Zhichu was not much better. His red eyes were flickering with extreme madness and recklessness, and his hoarse voice was no longer as elegant and calm as usual. Panting heavily, he stared at Liang Zhiquan in a blink of an eye. He roared: "Do it, open it!"

With a bang, the coffin lid, which weighed forty to fifty kilograms, was thrown heavily into the slightly damp ground and hit a piece of gravel.

A strong light suddenly illuminated the world, and alluded to the contents inside and the distorted expressions of the two——

Fulu Medical Center.

"Go to southern Xinjiang tomorrow." Standing in front of the window, the man slowly stroked the jade pendant in his palm, and said softly.

"Master, then... the prince is placed in the Fulu Medical Center?" Yan Chen lowered his head slightly, looking at the closed door behind him.

"Alright, if Aunt Mo Cun went to Defulu Medical Clinic, she would say that Wang'er is sick."

The corner of his mouth twitched, Yan Chen couldn't help but said: "Master, the son has just turned old, will this be..." Sick?To put it lightly, Mo Shiyao is a doctor who knows well, and her medical skills are not bad, so she doesn't even have to think about pretending to be sick.

The only remaining possibility is that my master intends to make the little doll sick on purpose!

He smacked his lips, he always knew his master's insidiousness, but he didn't know that he could be so insidious.

"I'd rather believe that Grand Master An was driven mad by An Yan's prosperity, and I don't think he can't bear such a small illness." Shi Yunxie smiled maliciously after glancing at the little guy Yan Chen was flailing his teeth and claws in his arms.

Yan Chen, who was already deeply stimulated, was speechless again. Even if Taishi An was mad, it was thanks to his master. He had the nerve to say it and he couldn't bear to listen to it.

"Mother, mother." The baby in his arms suddenly slapped him on the chin, babbling and calling mother, and looking down, the black-bellied and shameless little girl looked very much like his own master.

Mother?Shi Yunxie's eyes darkened, the corners of his lips slightly curled up, and he rubbed the little guy's face: "Call me Daddy!"

Mo Wanggui rolled his small eyes, smiled sweetly, and then—

"Pa——" loud applause echoed in the room, watching the terrible situation, Yan Chen's eyes darkened, and he really wanted to pass out!
"Good guy, you really look like Aunt Mo Cun!" They are not vegetarians.

(End of this chapter)