Grass field
Later, on a rainy night, the entire village suddenly disappeared strangely.

It is said that it disappeared strangely, but the gossip said that Jiangjiapo was massacred in the village.

Men and women, old and young, no chickens or dogs were left behind. I don't know where the dead were taken, and I don't know whether it was bandits, thieves, or the government?
This is a mystery, and many years have passed, and this mystery has not been solved.

With the passage of time, the village gradually disappeared, and the noisy village in the past was gradually forgotten in the minds of later generations. This place has become a mountainous area, covered with withered grass.

Later, when the mountain land was reclaimed, the villagers dug up rubble under the soil. It was speculated that there used to be a village here, and the story about Jiangjiapo was only mentioned again.

But the age is too long, and no one can pat his chest to guarantee that there was once a village in this place.

But this place gradually became unlucky in the eyes of the surrounding villagers.

Because many villagers encountered some strange things when they passed by here on rainy days or at night.

In addition, some people who died abnormally in the nearby villages were buried in the woods near Jiangjiapo. People who died of diseases in the great plague more than ten years ago were also sent here to be burned. Their eyes became more and more ominous.

Even when some village women scolded and fought, they would use this place name to talk about things.

So when Xiaoduo and Xiang Shengnan chose this pasture for raising cattle, Sun strongly opposed it.

But I couldn't stand the lush vegetation in this area, which is very suitable for raising cattle, so I finally chose this place.

Sun couldn't help it, but the resistance was still there.

"I asked them to send Jiaojiao to Changping Village. Ke Shengnan said that he couldn't live without the child. Hey, I'm really worried about bringing the child to live in these places!" Mrs. Sun muttered all the way, frowning.

Hearing these words, Yang Huazhong turned his head and said to Mrs. Sun: "Stop mumbling, everyone is here, besides, their young people are very angry, and you are here, and they also raise cattle that are full of yang energy. Something will happen."

"You take Jiaojiao here, and I will come over every now and then to help them, and the cattle dealer will also come over in a few days. It's so lively, what are you afraid of?"

"When Niu Zaizi is older, Duo'er and Shengnan will ask people to come over to help, and then the whole area will become lively. Look at Zhou Wang and Xiaohuan, didn't they also open the chicken farm in the wilderness at the beginning? Well, look now, how good it is, how lively it is, and the money is not less."

Hearing Yang Huazhong's words, Mrs. Sun could only sigh, "Okay, you've made arrangements, what else can I say? Anyway, my mission here is to protect my Jiaojiao and stay close to her." .”

Yang Ruoqing smiled and hugged Sun's shoulders: "Mother, don't panic, there is me too, I will also find time to come and visit you."

For her who dared to sleep in the cemetery and walked freely among the dead, Jiang Jiapo was not a problem at all.

She went down the most terrifying ancient tomb with Luo Fengtang and Zuo Junmo. This Jiangjiapo is something on the ground anyway.

Moreover, the so-called 'unclean' is, to put it bluntly, a coincidence of a magnetic field, so don't panic.

The three of them finally arrived at the gate of the pasture with several bundles on their shoulders.

Xiang Shengnan squatted there and was chopping hay with a guillotine, Xiaoduo was drying clothes beside him, and in the small wooden cart, Jiaojiao was sitting there wearing a spring little landlord hat and looking at the sky, spitting bubbles.

(End of this chapter)

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