However, he did not hear the news he needed from Mao San, but being able to build a new house in such a short period of time was a considerable fortune for him, so he was not too disappointed.
Just as he was about to leave, he accidentally glanced at Erya who was deep in thought.
Mao San looked indifferent: "That happened ten years ago, how could she understand this?"
Erya rolled her eyes at Mao San, picked up the wooden stick in her hand, and wrote a line of words in the sand.
“Once, when my parents were chatting, I overheard them saying that my second uncle was very lucky, not only receiving funding from the village, but also getting help from them.
If it hadn't been like this, my second uncle's family was so poor, how could he have so much money to buy clothes for his second uncle and his second uncle? But why haven't they encountered such a good thing! "
"More than ten years? A kind-hearted village chief? He pays and pays attention to Feng Shui? How can he provide such considerate service? Such a village chief is really rare. Even if he helps people in need, I'm afraid they can't compare to him! "
Hearing his answer, Zhan Wuji was very satisfied. He touched Erya's head and praised, "Erya, you did a good job!"
Erya was so praised that she beamed with joy. She even winked at Mao San deliberately, as if to say, "Look, the five taels of silver I gave you is not free. I am still useful."
It's a pity that Erya's behavior can only be regarded as a kind of teasing. Mao San did not take her seriously, nor did he take her seriously, nor did he take Erya seriously.
And he glared at her fiercely, making her face turn red.
When Zhan Wuji saw the two siblings fighting, he chuckled, shook his head, and stood up.
As soon as the benefactor left, Mao San and Erya also gave up arguing and followed closely behind.
So, under the leadership of Zhan Wuji, Mao San, Erya and others walked through the alleys, crossed the streets, and ran to several places in a row, all getting the same answer.
Ten years ago, the people in the village were all poor people in the village. They wanted to tell fortunes for the people in the village.
Judging from this news alone, this villager who has never met before is definitely a kind-hearted person, and can even be said to be a role model.
Thinking of this, Zhan Wuji made up his mind to meet this kind village chief.
However, it was not the time yet, so he turned to look at Erya and Mao San, looking slightly haggard.
The most urgent thing is to go home quickly. After walking around here for a while, it's getting late and it's time to go home.
However, on the way back, when he passed by a private house, he heard a wailing sound, which made him stop. But it was already getting late, and he didn't want to cause trouble. After secretly remembering the address of the house, he took him with him. The third sister and brother Mao left.
When he arrived at Mao San's house, dinner was already laid out. He didn't show any pretense and started eating directly. Based on his understanding of Mao San's family, the more respectful he was, the more he would suffer.
This family is really too direct and has no manners at all.
After not sleeping all night, Zhan Wuji learned to be smart. What's the point of being polite? In a place like this, there is no need to engage in such nonsense.
While he was devouring his food, he suddenly noticed that the food at Mao San's house didn't seem to be good. There were only a few ordinary side dishes on the table, and the ingredients were all grown by himself. It could be said to be simple food.
However, the smell of these foods was so delicious that even though Zhan Wuji was considered a foodie in his previous life, he couldn't help but eat them when he saw them, which made him puzzled.
Although the food here is very fresh, it is really strange that it can be so delicious.
However, seeing that all three members of Mao San's family looked familiar and didn't feel anything strange about today's meal, Zhan Wuji couldn't help but feel a little suspicious. Could it be that he was too surprised?
Since the poison talisman on his body didn't react at all, it meant that the food was not poisonous, so he didn't care about why the food tasted so good, he just ate it faster.
Anyway, as long as you can eat the eggs, why bother bothering to find out how the eggs are formed?
Just when Zhan Wuji finished his meal and was about to go back to his "somewhat crude" wing to sleep, the door of the hut was opened.
Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man with a white bandage on his hair walked in. His eyes were red, and his voice was hoarse even before he entered.
"Second brother! Second sister-in-law! My father has passed away. Let me tell you, he is still observing his filial piety, so he can't come in. My gifts are left outside. I will ask my second brother and sister-in-law to come over tomorrow to help!"
As soon as he finished speaking, before anyone from Mao Sanfu could reply, he had already turned around. However, his slightly trembling shoulders and faint, uncontrollable sobs showed that this man was not as calm as he appeared.
"Mao San's uncle, what's going on? Weren't you fine yesterday? You just left like this?" Mao San's parents had just walked out of the yard. When they heard this, they were startled and asked hurriedly.
"I don't know. Yesterday was fine. I could still eat three eggs and a big bowl of porridge this morning. But in the evening, my body started to feel uncomfortable!" The man did not turn around, but stopped. The voice was a little choked.
"Second uncle, don't be so sad. He is already over sixty years old, which is considered old in the village. You must not damage your body. Otherwise, you will not be able to rest assured. Tomorrow Early in the morning, your second brother will also come over to help." Mao San's mother persuaded.
The other party didn't say much, just a simple "hmm" and left.
After those people left, Mao Sanniang turned to Mao San's father and said:
"Oh! You can call it a sin! It's gone if you say no. That old guy is really miserable. He raised three sons single-handedly. Now all three children are married and have children, and they also have grandchildren. Finally, he can He had been living a stable life, but it was gone, no wonder his uncle was so sad!"
After hearing this, Mao San's father smiled and said, "The King of Hell asked you to kill at the third watch, so don't even think about living until the fifth watch. This is fate, and he was lucky. He died at the age of sixty-seven, and other Compared with the old people, how many people of his age can live to his age?"
Beside him, Zhan Wuji was also shocked. Can he live a long time in his sixties? Didn’t he leave at the age of sixty?
You know, this world is a very special world, completely different from the world in the previous life. People in this world live a long, long time because they have more spiritual power.
Although it is said that in this mortal world without practicing Kung Fu, it is impossible to practice to become an immortal, but the energy of heaven and earth here is so abundant. Even if you cannot practice, as long as you are given enough time, you can live to be more than a hundred years old. age.
