The woman in white stretched out her hands toward Jiang Qingran's neck.
Jiang Qingran grabbed the woman in white's wrist with her left hand, and aimed her right hand at her face and slapped her in the face.
She slapped the woman in white several times. The woman in white lost her center of gravity and fell to the ground.
Jiang Qingran didn't give the woman in white a chance to get up. She got off the kang and sat on the woman in white, slapping the woman fiercely.
"You want to pinch me, but you don't want to see what my nickname is?" Jiang Qingran couldn't get enough of the slap, so she pulled the woman in white by her hair and stood up, then kicked her on her body.
The woman in white bared her teeth in pain and screamed, unable to resist.
"So what if you are a ghost? I am afraid that you, my mother, will write the character "jiang" upside down.
Why are you tired of being a ghost? I will help you. "Jiang Qingran plucked the hair of the woman in white and walked to the kitchen.
She tried hard to stuff the head of the woman in white into the mouth of the stove.
The woman in white shook her head violently and kicked her legs to escape from this terrible place.
"I was wrong, Great Immortal, can you bypass the younger one?
I just want to play a little joke with you. "The woman in white begged for mercy, her eyes full of fear for Jiang Qingran.
Jiang Qingran looked at the woman in white with contempt, "Oh, I'm not blind, I saw your hands reaching towards my neck.
Do you stretch your neck when joking, or do you use a pinching gesture?
Do you really think I don't know who you are? I didn’t teach you enough at Master Lian’s house, did I?
Then I'll show you what real frustration is. "
She stuffed it hard into the mouth of the stove, and the woman in white struggled desperately.
Jiang Qingran's patience was exhausted and he tied the woman in white to a tree.
She brought firewood and piled it at the feet of the woman in white.
Taking out the flint, Jiang Qingran knocked it up and down to create sparks, igniting the firewood at the feet of the woman in white.
"Great Immortal, the little girl is wrong. Great Immortal has a lot of people. Please spare the little girl for once." The woman in white suffocated her breath.
She looked at the firewood that Jiang Qingran had lit. The fire slowly spread upwards, screaming like a frightened bird.
"Mom, it's time for dinner." Jiang Qingran dreamed that at the most critical moment, she was interrupted by Ma Siyan who came in and asked her to eat.
Her lips were pursed tightly, her eyes were sulky, and she said angrily: "I know."
Jiang Qingran put on her shoes without even looking at Ma Siyan.
At the critical moment, I don’t know whether he was burned to death or not?
Jiang Qingran was absent-minded while eating, repeatedly wondering whether the woman in white was burned to death or not.
Qian Qiujia took the dish in a small mouth without using any chopsticks, and kept looking at Jiang Qingran.
Everyone felt Jiang Qingran's low pressure.
The oppressive atmosphere solidified the air, and Su Yuzhuang and others fell into deathly silence.
Bang, Jiang Qingran dropped his chopsticks on the table.
Su Yuzhuang and others looked at her at the same time.
Feeling the eyes of everyone, Jiang Qingran picked up the chopsticks again and said, "Isn't today's dinner not to your liking? Why don't you eat it?"
"Mom, you didn't feel angry at Master Lian's house, did you?" Qian Rourou spoke first to ease the awkward atmosphere.
"No, mom has such a bad temper, she will take revenge on anyone who suffers from her." Jiang Qingran glanced at Qian Rourou inexplicably and explained.
Qian Rourou put a piece of fish into Jiang Qingran's bowl and said, "Mom, when the eldest brother comes today, I took the initiative and asked the third brother to stew a carp."
"Oh, your three sisters-in-law's families should be treated well, and you don't need to report this to me.
The fish soup that Lao San made today tastes very fresh. "Jiang Qingran took a scoop of fish soup and put it in his mouth to taste.
"Mom likes it, Yuchen will make it next time." Su Yuchen drank the fish soup.
After the meal, Chandawang continued his work of crowding people.
Su Yuzhuang and his wife, Qian Rourou and Su Yuchen went to weed the fields.
Su Yuxing was eating alone in the room, and when he heard Qian Dawang chattering in his ears, he suddenly had no intention of eating.
He shouted at the top of his lungs, but no one paid attention to him, so he had to pick up his job and eat again.
Jiang Qingran was sewing a handkerchief inside the house, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of a brown fox standing at the door of her house.
She thought she was dazzled and blinked.
When he walked towards the door again, the brown fox was still at the door.
"Are you a real fox, or are you pretending?" Jiang Qingran put down the needlework and handkerchief in his hands, and raised the broomstick on the kang.
The brown fox jumped onto the kang in a fawning manner, rubbing Jiang Qingran's thigh with squinted eyes, and burst into laughter.
Jiang Qingran listened to the fox's laughter, which was a bit scary to her, and picked up the brown fox to observe carefully.
"Are you the fox that fucked Uncle Zhang before?" Jiang Qingran looked like the fox in her dream.
The brown fox nodded, confirming his identity.
"Did you drive the chickens, ducks and geese in my house down the mountain?" Jiang Qingran didn't know why the chickens, ducks and geese in my house were associated with the brown fox.
The brown fox continued to nod. In order to get the chickens, ducks and geese to come to Jiang Qingran's house, he had to endure not to catch the chickens, but also had to find a way to get them to listen to him.
“Okay, the credit is yours.
Let me give you a name. How about you call it Xiaoli? "Jiang Qingran felt very connected with the brown fox in front of him.
Xiaoli nodded, approving the name Jiang Qingran gave it.
Jiang Qingran put down Xiao Li and continued to sew the veil. Xiao Li lay quietly next to her and did not make any trouble.
When Su Yuzhuang and others came back from the field, they saw a brown fox lying on a long bench in their house. They were all surprised and came together to watch.
"Brother, will it eat my penis?" Su Yuchen heard someone mention that foxes like to eat chickens.
Xiaoli shook his head. He could eat any pheasant on the mountain, so why should he eat his own?
Knowing that the little raccoon dog couldn't eat, Su Yuchen boldly held it in his arms and stroked the little raccoon dog's head.
Xiaoli closes his eyes and enjoys it, and will laugh out loud when he is happy.
"Ah~ Madam, it can actually smile." Su Yuchen found it incredible.
Ma Siyan looked at the little raccoon in the sect, wondering if it was the one that had possessed Grandpa Zhang before.
Did it come to the house to seek refuge with her mother-in-law?
Ma Siyan thought this was very likely.
"Sister, my father-in-law died again." Wang rushed to find Jiang Qingran.
Jiang Qingran accidentally pricked her finger with a needle when she heard the sudden sound, and bright blood droplets came out.
"Sister-in-law, Uncle Zhang died again? Was he really possessed by something again this time?" Jiang Qingran sewed the handkerchief and bit off the thread.
She took out her handkerchief and wiped the blood from the wound.
Ms. Wang was a little hesitant, not sure whether her father-in-law was really dead or faked. She was worried that something like the last time would happen.
Wang looked at Jiang Qingran's injured finger and said sheepishly, "Sister, I don't know either."
"Uncle Zhang, maybe he is old and weak and likes to attract some evil things.
In this case, sister-in-law, please go back and ask the doctor first. The doctor will feel his pulse to confirm that Uncle Zhang did not fake his death. You can ask the family to call me. "
Wang agreed, thinking that this was the only way to go.
"Aunt, aunt, my father woke up from the coffin, and he was chasing my father with his shoes in his hand.
My grandfather even shouted that he wanted to chop my father to death. "Wang's daughter-in-law, Xiao Wang, came to inform.
Hack Zhang Tian to death?
