Sick and beautiful people are not allowed to be white moonlight

Chapter 159 Making a Koi in the Chronicle 18
"Then... I will help you, Second Sister."

Lingyan's sweet voice was deliberately lowered, her voice was light and ethereal, and was carried by the cool wind, making it even more austere.

Cheng Laidi was relieved, and a smile filled the corners of her lips.

It seemed that Cheng Lingyan hadn't been reborn.

If she was reborn, as stupid as she was, if she heard her take the initiative to speculate, she might make a big fuss.

Or abuse her without hiding their hatred.

But she didn't, and she smiled and said that she would help her. Obviously, it was the same as the previous life, a fool, and it was impossible to be reborn.

Cheng Laidi received a satisfactory answer, and walked towards the bathroom with her clothes in her arms with a relaxed expression. She was in a happy mood, and even spoke softly.

"The second sister is taking a bath first."

The dilapidated wooden door was closed with a creaking sound.

The beautiful moonlight illuminates the world, and the gentle light spreads on Lingyan's body, but it can't soften her expression in the slightest.

I saw her red lips parted slightly, her sweet voice was as light as floating clouds, and she could faintly hear it.

"idiot."

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Zhao Caichun made two sets of ready-made clothes from some inferior cloth brought back by Cheng Laidi.

One set was given to Cheng Jiannian and the other set was given to Cheng Xianglan.

Cheng Fugui was carrying a basket of pigweed, and seeing Cheng Jiannian wearing new clothes, he rushed over and hugged his thigh, raised his fleshy face, and asked in a calm manner.

"Grandpa, I want to wear new clothes too!"

Cheng Fugui, as the only seedling of the old Cheng's family, although he didn't have as many clothes as silk, he still had three sets of good ones.

After hearing this, Zhao Caichun stopped walking towards the house with scissors, needlework, and said, "Cheng Fugui, the clothes on your body are still new this year. Why are you robbing your grandpa?"

"Hmph, grandma, Yan girl and I don't have new clothes, but grandpa and aunt do, you're partial!"

Zhao Caichun was laughed angrily, and waved the scissors as if to cut him: "You little heartless, what's your name, smoke girl, and you can call me Sanjie."

"No, it's Yan girl." Cheng Fugui dodged, put the pigweed back into the stove, walked out with his head up and chest out, and made a grimace: "Slightly, slightly slightly, smokey girl, smokey girl."

"This kid, make sure my wife doesn't beat him." Zhao Caichun scolded with a smile.

A smile appeared on Cheng Jianshe's dark face, but he was too dark for others to see his expression clearly: "Fugui is only seven years old, what do you know?"

In Ximenwai Village, there are very few male dolls who can help with household chores.

The older generation regards male dolls as their lifeblood. They can't do this and that can't do it, and many of them have been adopted and abandoned.

Zhao Caichun is different from Cheng Jianshe. Although he also favors boys over girls, he will let Cheng Fugui work.

How can a boy who can't even do a job get married?

Cheng Fugui was overwhelmed with complacency, Xiao Rou grinned and muttered loudly.

"Grandma, where is Yan Yan, I'll take her to catch crabs."

"Fu Gui, who are you calling Yan girl?" Ling Yan came out of the room and raised her eyelids to look at him.

Cheng Fugui's gleeful face froze for an instant, he slapped his chest and screamed, and the next second he happily rushed over to hug Lingyan's thigh.

"Third sister, why didn't you pull the weeds today?"

"I didn't go to work today." Lingyan pushed him away in disgust.

The children in the village don't pay attention to hygiene, their faces are dirty and full of mud.

Cheng Fugui rushed forward indifferently: "Third Sister, don't push her away."

Lingyan paused for a moment with her outstretched hand, and finally patted his head, but didn't push him anymore.

Said to Zhao Caichun who was watching the fun, "Grandma, I'll go out for a while."

"Where to go?"

"Just walk around."

"Okay, you take Fugui with you, the milk is cooking, I'm afraid this kid will cause trouble for me again." Speaking of causing trouble, Zhao Caichun glared at Cheng Fugui.

The day before yesterday, Cheng Fugui trampled on Li Xiaofen's vegetable patch, and they went to the old Cheng's house to quarrel aggressively again.

Finally, relying on his shameless advantage, he got some vegetables from Li Xiaofen's house.

Ling Yan hummed, and led Cheng Fugui to the back hill.

"Third sister, grandma said that there are wild beasts in the back mountain, such as wolves, tigers, and rabbits."

"boom!"

While saying this, a rabbit suddenly rushed out from the haystack, lightly bumped into Lingyan's foot, and fainted to the ground.

Aya smoke: (..)
"Wow, third sister, Tutu!" Cheng Fugui opened his mouth in shock, let go of Lingyan, squatted on the ground, picked up the rabbit and hugged him in his arms.

Ling Yan: "So skinny, there isn't much meat."

suddenly!

Four or five snow-white rabbits popped out of the haystack, and lightly bumped into Ling Yan's feet, and lay down on the soft ground again, with skillful movements, like touching porcelain.

Ling Yan blinked her eyes, and said contentedly: "One is braised in brown sauce, one is roasted, one is steamed, one is stewed, and one is used for making soup."

The fate of the five rabbits was thus arranged.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Fugui's eyes sparkled: "Third sister, you are a fairy, there are so many rabbits."

"You are guarding the rabbit here. The third sister will take a look inside and come back to find you later."

Cheng Fugui nodded: "Okay!"

Then, he squatted down and started playing with the rabbit.

Lingyan glanced at it, then walked into the depths of the forest with a cold face.

Few people come here, because some people were hunting here a few years ago, were bitten by wild animals, and died because they had no money to send to the hospital.

Therefore, the village has always banned people from entering this place.

Cheng Fugui likes to cling to Lingyan, and he has a lot of good luck. The wild beasts will not look at him, so Lingyan can safely leave him where he is.

In the depths of the forest, it was pitch black, with various unrecognizable plants as tall as half a person, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of withered, yellowed and blackened leaves.

Lingyan took a few more steps forward, observed the terrain, and broke a stick from a tree, according to the geomantic omen.

Going further inside, on a field full of weeds, put those things aside.

I dug with a stick, and soon, I dug out something that looked like a white radish, which was ginseng.

Lingyan worked hard and found several more around here.

The old ginseng of good quality was taken away by her, while the ones of average quality were left where they were.

After walking two steps on the dry leaves, the wolf howled in my ears.

Lingyan turned her head to the side, and looked at the wolf with one eye glowing green.

The wolf opened its ferocious mouth wide, bared its fangs, and roared.

Lingyan raised her chin slightly, glanced at it, threw the ginseng on the ground, and said calmly, "Come here."

The wolf seemed to understand what she said, howling as he walked over and lay down in front of her.

It turned out that its hind leg was caught by a mousetrap, and red flesh emerged. The blood-stained hair on the leg had dried up and had been injured for several days.

Lingyan patted it on the head: "It's worthless."

The wolf howled twice.

Ling Yan glanced at the mousetrap, and easily opened it, broke the mousetrap, and buried it in the soil.

The wolf was still lying on the ground, with tears streaming from its eyes, it flopped its legs, looked at Ling Yan, and howled.

Ling Yan felt something, tilted her head, looked at the wolf, and finally touched the wolf's belly.

It's clear.

pregnant.

　You guys don't believe me, Niu Colu Nongnong, huh, scoundrel.

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