Escape from the desert with aura: I am the only native in the whole family

Chapter 508 Why Are There Mosquitoes in Winter
Liu Cai'er looked at the red blood on the palm of her hand.

Ah Jiu scratched her face: "How can there be mosquitoes in such a cold day?"

"Yeah, but it's okay Jiu'er, I'm shot to death." Liu Cai'er didn't take it seriously.

"Sister-in-law, I'll go back first, there is still something to do at home." Ah Jiu came in a hurry, and had to go back quickly, wondering if Ji Man and Xue Zhen had a fight.

As soon as he went out, he saw a sea of ​​people, and Ah Jiu's eyes almost popped out.

"The Nine Girls really lived up to their reputation. A real fairy descended from the dead and came back to life."

"Clap clap clap..."

There was a deafening burst of warm applause one after another.

Ah Jiu scratched his face in embarrassment, but he didn't notice that it was the place where the mosquito bit him just now: "Don't exaggerate, this is the medicine you use, it's a serious medicine."

Ah Jiu didn't dare to say that this is the medicine to bring the dead back to life: "It's all gone, I still have something to do."

Now, with Ah Jiu's words, everyone gave way.

Ah Jiu swung her arms and strode out of the alley. She didn't notice Ji Man who was squeezed into the corner of the crowd.

He took out a picture scroll from his bosom, the person on it was Meng Jiuer, and the official document below stated clearly that if he could find information about this person, he would reward him with a thousand taels of money, and if he could bring him away, he would reward him with a thousand taels. Jinwanliang gold.

Money, although he is poor, is not the most rare thing. The most rare thing for him is that he can make meritorious deeds and cleanse Nanmiao's notoriety, and then he will be able to return to his hometown swaggeringly.

"Old man, do you also believe in fairies?" The people on one side accidentally saw the scroll in Jiman's hand.

Ji Man hurriedly closed it and stuffed it into his arms: "Yes, yes, yes."

Then swaggered into the crowd, and soon disappeared.

The news of Meng Nanxing's waking up spread throughout Menghua City in an instant, and Mrs. Xue was very excited when she got the news:
"Alan, hold the lamp for me. I want to draw a portrait overnight."

"Ma'am, didn't you finish the painting yesterday?" Alan frowned, muttering while holding the lamp.

"That painting is too much like his father. I overlooked one point. The child should also have the features of the mother's side, so I merged it again."

Mrs. Xue couldn't hide the excitement in her heart. She planned to go to Jiu'er as soon as she finished work tomorrow morning.

Alan naturally had nothing to say about Mrs. Xue's remarks: "Madam, you have to pay attention to your body. Since Meng Nanxing is already recovered, it doesn't matter if it's a day later."

Madam Xue didn't raise her head and patiently repainted: "After taking Jiu'er's medicine, I am not as afraid of the cold as before, and I am not always sleepy as before."

Alan accompanied helplessly.

Jiu'er, who returned to the general's mansion, called Xue Zhen a few times but did not respond, presumably he was in samadhi.

But the guard said that Ji Man had already left.

"Miss Jiu, you haven't finished your meal yet, try what I made." Hua Ling placed a bowl of porridge, a side dish and a steamed bun on Ah Jiu's desk:
"My aunt used to do it. Her craftsmanship is good. I'm sure I can't match it, but it's better than nothing to eat."

Hualing grabbed the steamed bun and broke it open, put a few pieces of tomato inside and ate it with relish.

"I'll eat later." Ah Jiu looked at the accounts, and this time the harvest was slightly less than last time: "Tomorrow, the military pay will be delivered to Yong'an City, and the soldiers over there are waiting to eat."

"Oh, then I'll heat it up in a pot for you."

"Ah."

Ah Jiu draws a sketch.

After a while, Hualing came back: "Miss Nine, where is Xue Zhen? Why hasn't he gone out?"

"It's normal for him not to go out." Ah Jiu guessed that he was naturally in meditation, so he couldn't hear it.

Grandma often had this before, and Ah Jiu also had that feeling, that is, the spiritual world has reached emptiness, the realm of no world and no self, so no external things can enter his world.

"Hey, Miss Nine, why do you have a bump on your face?" Hualing realized it now, and tilted her neck to look at her right cheek.

Ah Jiu scratched subconsciously, not taking it seriously: "I was bitten by a mosquito."

"No way, there are still mosquitoes in such a cold day?" Hualing felt that Miss Nine was teasing her: "Isn't it because General Tuoba kissed her?"

Upon hearing this, Ah Jiu closed the account book and raised her head to look at Hua Ling: "Are you so idle every day? Take it, give the account book to Ma Peng, let him prepare the army's salary overnight, and have to send it tomorrow."

Seeing Jiu'er being so serious, Hua Ling couldn't help laughing: "Did you really get bitten by a mosquito? But I have never seen a mosquito in winter since I grew up."

"Go." Ah Jiu waved his hand.

"Okay." Hua Ling grabbed the steamed bun with one hand, stuffed the ledger into her bosom with the other, and bounced out the door.

Only then did Ah Jiu remember to take a look at the bronze mirror, God, why did the pimple get bigger?And it's extremely itchy.

Mosquitoes can't bite this effect, it feels like the mosquitoes are poisonous.

(End of this chapter)