My whole family is dancing

Chapter 5 I did it
Zhang Wazi didn't invite a hundred family members, and the matter quickly spread to Wenchang Village. People who came out to take a walk after dinner to enjoy the coolness gathered under the big tree in the village, shaking the fan and saying, "The wheat from Shiwazi's house is good". "There are too many beans in the mud dog's house", the topic of chatting and laughing soon came to the matter of Zhang Wazi's invitation to Liu Duangong.

Liu Duangong's old stories in the early years were revealed, not to mention, even the people who were trapped and persecuted said it clearly.

Mrs. Ma in the village also talked about the death of Liu Duangong in the past two months, "There is a family in Sandaowan Village who has never had a son. Liu Duangong said that the [-]-year-old girl in the family is a disaster, and she is there. We can only recruit the girl, the family believed it, and in two days, the big girl will be sold to Liu Duangong, and I heard that the big girl died a few days ago."

The fact that Liu Duangong is also a part-timer is known to everyone in Shili and Eight Villages. Everyone slapped their lips and scolded Liu Duangong for a while, saying that he was too bad.

Someone else said, "Before Zhang Wazi's father fell, Mrs. Li also brought [-] eggs to see. If you ask Baijia for anything on weekdays, that family is easy to talk to and the money is reasonable. Zhang Wazi is so cheap. It's not worth it."

Some people hold a different opinion, "The whole set is only half a tael, and the cheap one is more than half. Of course, whoever is cheaper will hire who."

When it comes to funerals, going back and forth is just the number of routes, and it's the same for anyone who comes.

Someone shook his head and sighed, "Tomorrow will be lively."

Amid the different opinions of the villagers, the Baijia went to Zhang Wazi's door at noon the next day with incense wax paper money and a three-footed blue cloth, and there was nothing wrong with his face.

The mourning hall of Zhang Wazi's family has been built. Liu Duangong has been out and mixed for so many years. He can still see the craft. The family has done incense and kowtowed to Zhang Wazi's dead father, so he went to the side and burned a few symbols symbolically. Paper.

After being polite, he was about to leave, and the people watching the fun in secret were a little disappointed. Liu Duangong, who was busy with his work, was quite proud of this. He thought that as long as this game was done, at least half of Bailihui's business would be his.

Just as he was complacent, a child's cry of 'Wow~' resounded through the courtyard of Zhang Wazi's house.

It's not a good thing for a child to cry in the mourning hall. Everyone looked at the sound, and a child from Zhang's family was sitting in the child's back basket and crying.

"Wow~"

Baifuer, who was also sitting in the child's back basket, also began to cry loudly. When the two babies cried, several other children in the yard also cried, and the sound became louder than the sound.

"Ouch, what is this, don't you bump into something?"

There was a lot of discussion, and the little monk Yuanbai suddenly fell to the ground and pulled out, scaring the people around him to push him two steps away.

There is a small temple in Wenchang Village. The incense is not very strong. There are two masters and apprentices in it. The young monk Yuan grew up eating hundreds of family meals. As long as there was a happy event in the village, he would come to help.

Liu Duangong's face was ashen, and he guessed that Bailihui must be doing something, but unfortunately he has no evidence.

The children's faces turned red from crying, and they were out of breath. The adults in the family could only hurriedly carry them away. The little monk Yuanbai was carried away by Bailihui on his back. Sister Huaer and Baiduoer The two looked at each other and trotted after them.

Strange to say, these children stopped crying after leaving Zhang Wazi's yard. Baifuer, who had been thundering and raining, babbled twice, and she was exhausted.

The little monk Yuanbai stopped smoking, and honestly explained to Bailihui's question, "Liu Duangong is not a good person. A few months ago, he went out to perform rituals, which caused a 13-year-old girl to disappear."

His master also said that Liu Duangong had a bad mind, so he listened to people around him saying what the children had collided with, and he fell down immediately, which deepened everyone's suspicion.

Bai Lihui had mixed feelings in his heart, and felt that the little monk Yuan Bai was also a man of righteousness and injustice. He was clever at a young age, so he immediately made a decision, "Go back and ask your master, if you want to follow me in the future, where is there? I'll take you all my life."

The little monk Yuanbai bowed to him, then spread his feet and ran out, "I'll ask now."

Bai Changqing thought it was strange today. At that time, although he ordered Huaer and Guoer to secretly cry a few children, he wanted to ruin Liu Duangong's craftsmanship, but later he thought that the dead were the worst, so he couldn't ruin Zhang Wazi. Dad's last decent, this plan was canceled.

"What happened to those kids?"

Bai Hua'er looked at Bai Fu'er, "I saw that Fu'er grabbed the pigtail of the potato, and the potato cried."

"It's potatoes that must catch Fuer first."

Fuer?

Everyone looked at Baifuer, who was chewing on the dog's teeth, and Baifuer said "ah", it was me who did it.

At that time, she and the little baby were carrying baskets next to each other, and the little baby still wanted to catch her with her snot running, so she would do it first.

Madam Li hurriedly stepped forward to check, "That potato is a dirty boy, have you caught my Fu'er?"

Bai Fang'er smiled and stepped forward, "Fu'er is very clever, not the one who suffers. The day before yesterday, I took her out to play, and a few kids tried to grab her rattle, but they all hit her and said she was domineering."

Momofuku babbled for a while, and now she can be regarded as 'kicking Beihai Kindergarten! '

She is the strongest among the children.

It's a pity that everyone couldn't understand what she said, so she said it in vain.

Bai Changqing pinched Bai Fuer's chubby cheeks, "Even if it's God's will, it's common for babies to make troubles, and no one can pay attention to it, then we'll see what happens tonight."

Bai Changan smiled mournfully, "I hope he has some skills, so he doesn't cry too loudly."

Liu Duangong, who had been busy all day, came out of Zhang Wazi's house at night. The evil nature of those children crying today, he could only dance a ghost dance fiercely in front of Zhang Wazi and the villagers. ' They took them all out, and they finally shocked the villagers.

Thinking about it again, I only received half a tael of silver, and I feel that it is a huge loss.

I also thought that I would be able to make a lot of money after people carry it out in the future, which made me feel better.

In the field, the worms chirped continuously, and the stars were shining above his head. Liu Duangong thought of a better life in the future, and his steps were brisk.

Not far from Wenchang Village, he suddenly found a person standing motionless under a big locust tree in front of him, he shouted: "Who!"

He didn't see an answer for a long time, and he was shocked. He was eating this bowl of rice, and he was a little scared. He took out the peach wood sword he carried with him and chanted a spell, but the man still didn't move at all.

He was afraid to die, and he took out all kinds of magic tools he carried with him. No matter how he cast the magic, the person was as stable as Mount Tai.

Hehehe.
The man suddenly made a strange noise, and Liu Duangong was so frightened that he threw all the things he could throw at the man, but it didn't work at all.

Hehehe.
The voice was getting closer and closer, as if it was right next to his ear, and suddenly his calf hurt, and he knelt down instantly.

There were two pieces of paper money floating in front of his eyes, the boss with open eyes, Liu Duangong, turned around and ran frantically with an 'ah' sound, almost without the smoke coming out of his feet.

"Help, there's a ghost~"

"Help!!"

The hissing voice came from the entrance of the village, which attracted many people's dogs to bark, and the voice gradually approached the yard of Baijia, "Bai Duan Gong, help!"

(End of this chapter)