The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

Chapter 677 Raising Miaojiang Priests (37)

Ruan Ziyou's voice was urgent: "Sister Jiang, where are you? I went to find you this morning, only to find that you didn't come back last night. You didn't answer the phone call, it scared me to death!"

"What's the scare, I'm fine." Aunt Jiang yawned lazily: "Don't worry about me, I'm fine."

"Then, Miss Jiang, are you...?" Ruan Ziyou asked tentatively.

Jiang Yu: "Ajun is here."

Ruan Ziyou was taken aback for a moment, it was Ajun already!She was still Suiyun before!Last night, Miss Jiang and Suiyun...? !

Ruan Ziyou blushed, her mind was full of yellow waste that is not suitable for children, she covered her face and said thoughtfully: "Then I won't bother you and Sui Yun, Miss Jiang, you, Miss Jiang, take a good rest..."

After she finished speaking, she quickly hung up the phone.

Suddenly full of worry.

The materials on the mountain are backward, so there must be no small umbrellas, so Miss Jiang and him...have you taken protective measures...

After being hung up by Ruan Ziyou, Aunt Jiang stretched and got up from the bed.

I'm hungry and looking for something to eat.

She came out of the room and followed the path to the village.

When going out, Aunt Jiang checked the time on her phone, and it was almost 10:30.

People in Gutuo Village always work at sunrise and rest at sunset, so they get up early and get busy when the sun rises.

This is Jiang Yu's first visit to the Gutuo Village, she looked at the villagers in the village and frowned, feeling strange that she couldn't tell.

There are many villagers in the village, people come and go, people are busy doing things in front of every house, and there are several women wearing navy blue clothes and silver jewelry in a circle around the well, washing clothes there .

They didn't know how to chat around there, they all lowered their heads and silently washed clothes, not only didn't talk to the people around them, they didn't even have a simple eye contact.

Quiet, this village is eerily quiet.

It can be said that there is no smell of fireworks in the world at all, even though the people in the village are very busy.

They seemed to be extraordinarily indifferent, without emotions, and were doing repetitive and boring things there blankly.

Aunt Jiang's arrival may have caught their attention.

Even if Concubine Jiang came to look for Suiyun during this time, she was always in his quiet wooden house with Suiyun. None of the residents in the village had ever seen her.

The originally busy villagers suddenly stopped what they were doing, and all stood up at the same time, looking at Jiang Yu with those eyes that were not emotionally turbulent like stagnant water.

Their eyes were indifferent, they just stood there and looked at her quietly.

Seeing this, Aunt Jiang couldn't help but frowned.

To be honest, being stared at by so many people with such eyes is really quite infiltrating.

At this moment, she had a hard time understanding why the staff who came to the mountain to set up the theater on the first night felt scared.

When she saw these eyes early in the morning, she felt piercing, not to mention that when they were dark at night, the wind was blowing.

But they didn't seem to have any hostility towards Concubine Jiang.

The villagers stared at Concubine Jiang for nearly a minute, then lowered their heads and sat back down, continuing to be busy with their work.

But still nothing.

Still quiet.

Concubine Jiang pursed her lips, her eyes flicked past them, and after a few glances, she withdrew her gaze.

(End of this chapter)