Traveling through the beast world: Beastmaster, don't mess around!

Chapter 1799 Thirty Years
Chapter 690 Nine Years Thirty
This time the door opened, but it was Qian Huang standing at the door.

Yixun smiled embarrassingly at Qianhuang, "Daddy, are you still awake? It's time to get up, the aunts outside are already pasting up Spring Festival couplets and lighting lanterns, as well as mother's paper-cutting, every house is Post it, I...I just want to ask, do we post it?"

Qianhuang looked down at Xiao Yixun, patted his head, "I'll be here in a while."

As soon as the voice fell, the sound of firecrackers sounded outside. In fact, the sound of their current firecrackers is very small, and they are made of gunpowder. Ji Mo himself doesn't know it, but he is afraid that too much gunpowder will hurt people, so he only Dare to use a little bit.

In fact, it was just to make a noise, but despite this, when the sound of firecrackers rang, Ji Mo was still awakened. Many people could hear this sound. Before, I was only afraid, but I heard this sound on New Year's Eve , but only feel festive, as if all of a sudden there is a New Year's atmosphere.

"Qianhuang, why did you let Yixun stand outside? Let him in quickly, it's cold outside."

Qianhuang bent down to pick up Yixun and walked in. Ji Mo was still under the blanket, saw Yixun, and said with a smile.

"My little Yixun got up so early today?"

As soon as he sniffed, he always felt that there seemed to be some special smell in the room. Hearing Ji Mo's question, he replied in a low voice.

"It's getting late. We just went out with my aunt for a walk. Everyone's house has already hung up lanterns and put up Spring Festival couplets. Everyone is very busy."

Seeing Ji Mo sitting up, Qianhuang was about to put on his clothes and get up, so he picked him up and walked out.

"Come on, let's go to post the Spring Festival couplets too. Our family's Spring Festival couplets were written by your mother herself. They are much more beautiful than other people's."

Yixun nodded heavily, "Yes, I think so too."

One big and one small left, Ji Mo quickly put on his clothes, looked at the mess on the bed, and reluctantly changed the sheets, but it was thirty years old, it was not suitable for washing clothes, so he temporarily put them in a basket.

As soon as Ji Mo came out of the house, Thea and Angelo came, each of them carrying a big basket, opened the basket, it was full of a suit of clothes.

"Ji Mo, I finally finished it before the first day of junior high school, but thanks to the help of Yiyue and the others, and the great witch Lan Shang, she also made a few sets of clothes for the females of their tribe just like you. "

Ji Mo picked up a piece of clothing and looked at it. It was made according to the style she gave them, she said with a smile.

"Giving you the leaves will make you look bad, so I won't give you any more. I will give you some accessories. I made them myself when I was in South China Sea."

Ji Mo got up and took out a small box from a wooden cabinet, opened the box, and saw a box packed up, many of which were Bu Yao, Zhu Chai, earrings, necklaces, etc.

She pushed the box in front of the two of them, "Choose a few, and take whatever you like. I can't make clothes, but accessories are okay."

Both of them's eyes lit up, not to mention Ji Mo's craftsmanship in making jewelry, as far as Ji Mo's style is concerned, it is not comparable to those mass-produced jewelry in the city.

The two picked two items each, and Ji Mo picked another item for them, and gave them both.

The New Year's Eve of the Wing Lion Clan is really lively. After eating in the morning, the cubs went out to play, and the adults in every household started to cook food and make dumplings.

Xiaobai was also sitting in the courtyard with Qianyu in his arms, watching Ji Mo and the others pick vegetables from the shed. Naturally, Skylark wanted to stay with Ji Mo alone. Mo forcibly pulled her to make dumplings.

Looking at her green and white hands covered with flour, Ji Mo felt a sense of accomplishment in pulling the fairy down from the mortal world.

Ji Mo asked Yixun to call Xuechen and Luliu again, thinking that the two of them were very deserted during the Chinese New Year, especially Xuechen was still so temperamental, but when he heard that Luliu was ill, Ji Mo who was making dumplings was a little anxious , then washed his hands to see her.

"Hey, stop for me, Ji Mo, stop for me, who will do this when you leave? I can't, I really can't!"

It's rare for Zhiyan to shout at someone so eagerly, but it's a pity that Ji Mo ignored her at all and went out as if she didn't hear her.

Yixun looked at his aunt who looked sad, and moved a small bench, standing on the bench, he could finally reach the panel.

"Auntie, let me do it with you."

The corner of Zhiyan's mouth twitched, "Can you do it? This... I don't know how to do it either. How did she press those noodles into such pieces just now?"

Yixun went to see Xiaobai, Xiaobai immediately stood up holding Qianyu, "You don't need to look at me, I don't know either."

Skylark came out of it with a big pot of stuffing and said.

"I'm here to roll the skin. By the way, Ji Mo will probably make hot pot tonight. If you can't help, you all go to the shed to pick more vegetables. Let's wash them and eat them at night."

Xiaochen and Yixun were the most excited and diligent, and they dragged Xiaobai to the shed, while Qianhuang was tidying up his yard, and he hadn't done much tidying up since he came back, all the firewood was piled up in the yard.

The cave dwelling in Luliu was newly dug by patriarch Huo and his group. At that time, they also dug a cave dwelling with three holes, because Feng Qiming was there at that time, and the two brothers and sisters lived together, so three holes were enough to live in.

Later, Feng Qiming was left by Qianhuang in Nanhai to deal with the affairs of Nanhai, so only Luliu lived in the cave, but the patriarch and the others would visit her from time to time, after all, it was easy for a little female.

After Xuechen came, he had no place to live, so he lived in Feng Qiming's previous cave dwelling, and lived under the same roof as Luliu.

Spring Festival couplets were also pasted on the door of their house, and the paper-cut curtains that Ji Mo had cut out were pasted on the door frame of the door.

Open the door and enter, the yard is tidy, and all the colored glaze in the cave is wiped clean, but the transparency of the colored glaze is still not the same as that of glass, and the thickness is also different.

Before Ji Mo came to the door, Xuechen came out of the house, and when he saw Ji Mo, there was a complex look in his eyes.

Ji Mo keenly felt that something was wrong, so she walked in quickly.

"What happened to Luliu? Did you catch a cold last night? How did you get sick? Is it serious?"

Xuechen's eyes moved slightly, he hesitated to speak to Ji Mo, but he didn't say anything.

When Ji Mo entered the room, he saw Lu Liu lying on the bed with a pale face, and his whole body was depressed.

"What's the matter? Luliu, it's me, what's wrong with you?"

As Ji Mo said, he stretched out his hand to hold Lu Liu's wrist, and took her hand out of the bed to check her pulse.

Luliu retracted her hand all of a sudden, and she wanted to sit up, but when she sat down, she sucked in a breath of cold air.

"Don't get up"

Xuechen quickly reached out to support her, and pushed Ji Mo aside.

(End of this chapter)