Dressed as the Fujiao bag of the captain's house

Chapter 79 Smoke from Ancestral Graves
As soon as these words came out, the surrounding discussions stopped for a while.

Then they all spoke:
"What do you mean, the Mu family's ancestral tomb is emitting green smoke?"

"Nan Bao is so smart, is he sheltered by the ancestors of the Mu family?"

Once the descendants of the rural people have great prospects, they must be blamed on the ancestors buried in the ancestral graves.

Over time, the green smoke from the ancestral grave has become the representative of good luck and good fortune.

After they guessed for a while, Ma Yuehong said leisurely:
"Of course the ancestors of the Mu family protect my descendants of the Mu family."

As soon as her voice of disguised confession fell, everyone surnamed Mu exploded.

"The captain's wife and daughter-in-law have admitted it. It's really a dream of the ancestors."

"Come on, let's go home quickly, and also go to the ancestral grave to worship, maybe the ancestors will open their eyes again."

The crowd hurrahed half of the people.

There are most people in the village with the surname Mu.

Others couldn't hold it in any longer, and ran home one after another.

Even Mrs. Li, who had been pestering to ask how much Ma Yuehong sold for, drove home suspiciously.

As a result, in the middle of the afternoon, people knelt in front of the ancestral graves of each family.

There are even those with a lot of money who want to have an ancestor worship ceremony.

Ma Yuehong's words brought a lot of shock to them.

Who doesn't want the younger generation to stand out?

It's best to be like the Mu family and come out with two prodigies.

Ma Yuehong and Liu Xiuying looked at each other, then laughed lightly.

In fact, it was just a play they played.

The purpose is to deliberately let the villagers know Nanbao's ability.

After all, with the growth of age, Nan Bao's intelligence and differences will eventually be revealed.

At that time, the people in the village will definitely notice.

But most of them are illiterate, and some are feudal and ignorant. If one of them doesn't deal with their Mu family and spreads rumors that Nanbao is a ghost child, it will cause trouble.

It would be better to take advantage of his young age to build momentum and blame Nan Bao's cleverness and extraordinaryness on the ancestors of the Mu family.

For thousands of years, people have had an indescribable reverence for their ancestors. With a little polish, eight out of ten would believe it.

Mu Nannan listened to the whole process in the main room.

Somewhat confused.

"Mother tree, I don't quite understand."

Why are grandma and grandma making such a fuss?

Because of the last wild boar attack, Willow also broke through while being seriously injured, and has grown a lot at this time.

At this moment, she spoke softly in her sea of ​​consciousness:
"Have Nannan heard a word?"

"The beloved son of his parents has far-reaching plans."

"The same applies to your grandma and you."

"The day you were born brought a vision, and then you are not as smart as a one-year-old child. Your grandmother was afraid that others would maliciously speculate on you, so she came up with this method."

Because I don't want you to suffer some rumors that you may receive in the future, I will find every reason to escort you when you are just emerging.

Mu Nannan was silent for a long time.

In the end, he nodded with a vague understanding:

"Mother tree, I seem to understand."

……

dinner time.

Ji Chao, who slept drunk all afternoon, finally woke up.

Bai Nian took a hot towel, let him wipe his face, and took him to the main room for dinner.

The Mu family didn't move chopsticks, they were all waiting for him.

Ji Chao sat down embarrassedly:

"Everyone has been waiting for a long time."

Ma Yuehong gave him a bowl of steamed white rice, which was compacted with a spoon:
"It didn't take long."

"At noon, I only focus on drinking, and I definitely don't eat much."

"Come on, eat this bowl of white rice."

Ji Chao thanked him and hurriedly took it.

Then look at Ji Beinian at the other table while eating.

Seeing that his son was feeding Nan Bao with a spoon just like at noon.

He raised the corner of his mouth and turned his head.

A psychiatrist has said that Bei Nian's illness is suitable for more contact with people.

(End of this chapter)