Qi wang ye, wang fei, she is crazy again

Chapter 855
Wen Mianmian got busy, the feeling of being pregnant and stupid for three years has always enveloped her, feeling that her thinking has been a little confused recently, and her memory has deteriorated a lot, and she always forgets things.

Although both the government doctor and the imperial doctor said it was normal, she was still a little worried, mainly because she was not used to it.

Hua Jingyun wanted her to rest more, but she didn't want to, she desperately wanted to get busy and hoped that she could recover as soon as possible.

In mid-August, she found a relatively less hot day to go out, and she was still thinking about the elders of the Zhang family.

"These two children are really outstanding, but don't always run out with them in your arms."

Mrs. Zhang carefully looked at the two little brothers and sisters, she was very curious, "Let's not talk about the younger sister, she will definitely be a beautiful girl when she grows up; the elder brother is even more amazing, this is not like a two-month-old child. "

Old General Zhang was also there. The old man was afraid that he would get angry with the child, so he never dared to hug him. Seeing him, Wen Mianmian put Xiao Xiurui on his lap, "You don't want to give me a hug, I can take the two children with me specially." Come to soak up your wisdom and courage."

The old general was thinner and weaker than before. The once majestic general was tormented by the disease and his skeleton was left. No one felt sad when he saw it. Maybe Zhang Zhenming's elixir had an effect, and the old general looked good.

The hand covered with age spots carefully held Xiu Rui and watched carefully, with a smile on his face, "He has a tiger head and a tiger brain, and he looks very similar to his grandfather."

Xiao Xiurui spat a bubble at him, giggled, the little chubby kicked his legs, and the old general also smiled cheerfully, "It's really strong, I'm afraid it will be another fierce general in the future."

"I see it too." Wen Mianmian stood aside with a smile, "Isn't everyone talking about my nephew, Uncle Xiao, but my grandmother said it was the same as my uncle when he was a child."

"It's just that this kid is too strong, has a big appetite and grows fast, like a pig. I'm afraid I won't be able to catch someone when I want to beat him in the future."

In order to prove what he said, he even lifted up Xiao Xiurui's sleeves, exposing his strong little arms.

"Looking at Little Arms, you're afraid that something will happen in the future. You can only rely on his father to deal with him in the future, but his father is a loving father. You don't know, and you don't know what happened the night before. The two brothers and sisters were crying hard, tears were streaming down their face, they were covered in sweat, and they couldn't cry until the end, and they couldn't find any problems, their father's eyes were red."

"That look is like wanting to suffer for my son. It may not be possible for him to take care of this kid."

Mrs. Zhang smiled cheerfully, "Children always have night terrors, and Prince Annan is gentle. This is the blessing of your mother and child."

The old general wanted to cough, so he reluctantly returned Xiao Xiurui to Wen Mianmian, turned his head and coughed, panting heavily after coughing violently, "It's annoying to cough when you're happy."

Wen Mianmian did not comfort him, but said with a smile: "Then what should I do, this means that I will not be happy in the future?"

"That's thanks, or I'd be happy."

As he spoke, he took out a small box with mints in it, "Hold it in your mouth together, it will be cool in your throat, and it won't be easy to cough."

The old general squeezed it together, and after a while, the effect was felt. His throat felt cool, and his breath felt smoother. "If you have such a good thing, don't take it out earlier."

"Then I didn't think of it either. It's not a tonic. If you feel good about this box, I'll give you some later."

The old general nodded, "Give some, this is good to eat."

Just as he was talking, Zhang Zhenming came. He heard that he had to swallow mints without coughing after eating them. Then he began to report what happened at the military headquarters today.

The grandparent and grandson discussed for a while, and after they finished talking, Wen Mianmian talked about burning paper.

"The war was tight before, and I always had nightmares at night. Once I dreamed of black and white impermanence. I was so scared that I promised various benefits on the spot. Now that the war is over, I think that the promised things will always be fulfilled. I would like to ask you to take a hard walk and burn some paper money for me."

Mrs. Zhang agrees very much. The older she is, the more she believes in this. "You can't make a wish randomly. If you make a wish and it comes true, you must fulfill it."

Then he said to Zhang Zhenming: "This incident reminded me that I should also burn the house when I turn back, just to ask for safety."

Mrs. Zhang was uneasy about something she hadn't said for a while. The old general fought all his life. Although his achievements were outstanding, his hands were stained with blood. Burn more paper, pray to Buddha and recite more scriptures. I only hope to reduce my sins a little. If there is an afterlife, I can go to another Good people, live a life of peace and joy.

Zhang Zhenming nodded, and explained that he would go to Annan Palace in the evening of the next day, and he would make arrangements as soon as possible in his own mansion.

Although the old general didn't like these strange things, he didn't say much. The old wife and grandson were all for him, so what could he say?

Early the next morning, Wen Mianmian arranged for people to buy things to burn, thinking that Er Piao always said she was stingy, so she decided to be generous this time, in short, buy back everything that is good.

A large number of sacrificial items were moved into Prince Annan's Mansion. Those who didn't know the situation thought that something had happened to Prince Annan's Mansion. Knowing that it was only Princess Annan who wished to return one by one, his heart was very complicated.

I have to buy so many things even if I wish, is this the difference between rich and noble families?

Someone said sourly, "With this fate, I can't fulfill my wish well, otherwise God will be jealous of her."

As night fell, Zhang Zhenming came to Prince Annan's Mansion, and seeing the pile of riches, he couldn't help but twitch his mouth. It was indeed a big deal, and he burned it all. If Black and White Wuchang could receive it, he would definitely get rich.

"It's time to start."

Wen Mianmian asked the nanny to take care of the two children, and Zhang Zhenming and herself burned paper in the yard. Hua Jingyun wanted to join in the fun, but happened to meet Hua Jinghui's steward who came to deliver the account books, so he had to give up this idea.

Zhang Zhenming had experienced burning paper and Wen Mianmian before, and the process was a little more complicated than that of Yuan Wudao. When the fire devoured those dark objects, Wen Mianmian took the opportunity to throw the written address into it.

As the fire burned a part of the underworld to ashes, Er Piao below also had a sense, "Hurry up, the money for the pit filling is here."

Er Piao spent a lot of money to buy a vault, and those burned things would go directly to the vault along the address, and the vault had a light rising, which meant that something was starting to enter the vault, and usually the light would go out soon after flashing, but Er Piao The light in the vault in front of him didn't go out, it was always so bright.

"Is it broken?" Hei Yishang was a little anxious, "No, this thing is very expensive, I haven't heard that it will break, if it breaks, can it be repaired?"

Bai Yishang is bold and thinks a lot, "Could it be that there are too many gifts?"

The black clothes hope this is the reason, "The ones who fill the hole are very rich, and they are always generous. I think it should be too much."

(End of this chapter)