Gu Qingjue bought the old hen from Wang Xiaogen's house for thirteen coppers. It originally cost fifteen coppers, but Wang Youde, Wang Xiaogen's father, decided to save the two coppers.
The chicken legs were promised to Luo Wushang yesterday.
When he put it in the Luowushang bowl, he was so moved that he almost shed tears.
But he is a man, and an old hen only has two drumsticks, so they should be given to two women, Su Yixin and Gu Qingming.
Su Yixin and Luo Wushang have made a contract, and Luo Wushang's inner struggle is naturally clear.
He leaned into the bowl and sniffed the aroma of the chicken legs, and finally pushed the bowl to Su Yixin in pain.
"No more chicken legs?"
"Woooooooo..."
Well, if I eat the chicken legs, I will look less manly.
"Don't worry, you are still a baby now. Whether you eat or not will not make you a man."
Luo Wushang is a nine-tailed spirit fox. In the fox clan, one has to be a hundred years old to be considered an adult.
He is only five years old now, which is still very early.
However, even if Su Yixin said so, he still insisted on eating chicken heads and phoenix tails.
Su Yixin strongly believed that Luo Wushang didn't eat chicken legs because he wanted to appear manly, but because he fell in love with the taste of chicken butts.
That's why I made such an excuse.
Gu Qingxi opened his big eyes, looked at Su Yixin, and then at Luo Wushang. Finally, he couldn't hold it back and asked: "Sister-in-law, you call him Luo Wushang. This is a human name. What else do you want to hear?" Do you understand what it says? What if it doesn’t like eating chicken legs, but it just doesn’t taste good?”
Hey, this naughty kid.
"Brother Xi is questioning my sister-in-law's craftsmanship?"
Gu Qingxi immediately shook his head.
My sister-in-law's cooking is becoming more and more delicious. The seasonings will be the same tomorrow as before, and the dishes will be more delicious than before.
This old hen's soup is so delicious that you can't even throw away the bones.
"You think it tastes delicious. Luo Wushang is not stupid, he must also know that it tastes delicious!"
"Yes."
"My sister-in-law is telling you that this fox is not an ordinary fox. It is a spirit fox with nine tails. It can understand human speech."
"Sister-in-law!"
Gu Qingxi pursed her lips and said, "Brother Xi is already a big child, and your story is just to deceive a two-year-old child."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Silly boy, why don’t you believe it yet?
I am really a nine-tailed spirit fox, and it is guaranteed to be fake.
Luo Wushang also wanted Su Yixin to explain. He caught a glimpse of Su Yixin's cunning peach blossom eyes and wondered if there was anything he didn't understand.
This woman said that on purpose.
If the two children don't believe that he is a nine-tailed spirit fox, they won't talk nonsense.
It is also a kind of protection for him.
Su Yixin thought of Gu Qingjue's injury and couldn't help but ask: "Have you had your injury checked by Dr. Zhang?"
The painting demon's palm made him vomit blood, and he was definitely injured internally.
I don't know if it's serious or not.
"Don't worry, I used my inner strength to protect him and it'll be okay."
Su Yixin was still not at ease, so she took Gu Qingjue to check his pulse after dinner.
"Although it's not serious, please don't practice martial arts these days."
"good."
Gu Qingjue agreed wholeheartedly.
"Starting tomorrow, I'm going to a private school. Is it okay for you to be alone?"
"Just rest assured, nothing will happen to me and Luo Wushang at home. As for the money, we will have it soon."
Gu Qingjue only regarded the last words as comforting him.
He is the head of the family, how can he let a woman earn money to support the family with peace of mind.
I'll go to the private school tomorrow and ask the master if there is any work like copying books. He is quick and can make a living.
After nightfall, the moon soon hid behind the clouds, and it began to rain lightly.
Su Yixin washed Gu Qingming's feet and was about to take her to bed.
But I heard intermittent quarrels.
Because they were far away, I couldn't hear what was being said.
Not long after, there was a scream.
The next day, Su Yixin still got up at 10:00 to practice. After an hour, she opened the door and saw white flags hanging at Wang Xiaogen's house down the hillside.
Dead?
who is it?
Did the quarrel she heard last night come from Wang Xiaogen's house?
When something as big as this happens, the folks in the village will naturally come to express their condolences.
After breakfast, it was time to tidy up the kitchen and go to the river to clean the family's clothes.
Instructing Gu Qingxi to take good care of her sister and keep Luo Wushang at home, Su Yixin changed into plain and elegant clothes, carried half a catty of candy bought from the porter, and headed to Wang Xiaogen's house.
When she went there, many villagers had already come to express their condolences.
When Wang Youde saw Su Yixin coming, he nodded and silently led her to the main hall.
The simple mourning hall has been decorated, and Wang Xiaogen's mother-in-law is lying on the door panel with the bruise on her forehead still intact.
"Uncle De, you can't be resurrected after death, so I'm sorry."
"Daughter-in-law of the Gu family, you are so polite."
The elder man of the Gu family had already come over to offer incense early in the morning. Unexpectedly, the Gu family's daughter-in-law also came to visit.
The old hen yesterday was raised by my family. If I take it to the town and sell it, I can sell it for sixteen or seventeen cents. Including the time spent on the road, I can sell it to the Gu family for twelve cents without losing money.
It's a good idea for the Gu family to remember their family.
Wang Youde was moved, but now he felt really uncomfortable. He shouldn't have quarreled with his wife while drinking and attacked her yesterday.
He never imagined that this man hit his forehead and went back to bed to sleep without any energy.
"It's all my fault. She should have held back when she scolded me yesterday. When she quarreled with her own wife, she had to win or lose..."
As he spoke, Wang Youde slapped himself in the face.
"It's all my fault, it's all my fault."
Wang Youde wanted to slap himself again, but was stopped by Wang Xiaogen who was kneeling aside.
"Dad, stop fighting."
"Son, you lost your mother because of your father. You deserve to die!"
A grown man crying with snot and tears.
Su Yixin sighed helplessly. When she came in just now, she discovered that there was something wrong with the feng shui of the house.
Feng Shui refers to the "Eight Palaces" and the "Nine Stars". The palace is the inside and the stars are the outside. The stars will harm the palace and cause harm to people; the outside will harm the inside and cause trouble; the yang will defeat the yin and bring disaster to women.
Wang Youde's family recently renovated the house, which disturbed the original feng shui, which led to this disaster.
Looking at Wang Youde's face, he also has the appearance of a widower.
"Uncle Youde, Brother Xiaogen has lost his mother-in-law. I can't live without you as my father anymore. You have to take good care of yourself."
Su Yixin advised.
"Yes, yes, you are virtuous. You still need to take care of the child!"
"People cannot be resurrected, so what's the use of beating yourself up? Cheer up and take care of Jin Lian's affairs. You can be considered worthy of her."
Everyone who had a good relationship with Wang Youde spoke out to persuade him.
Wang Youde wiped his tears and nose randomly, nodded, and threw paper money into the basin.
After leaving Wang Xiaogen's house, Su Yixin saw that the roadside opposite Wang Youde's house was full of people, all discussing the death of Jiang Jinlian and Wang Xiaogen's wife.
Su Yixin listened briefly.
Last night, Wang Youde drank a few sips of wine and discussed spring plowing with Jiang Jinlian.
There was a quarrel for some reason, and Jiang Jinlian cursed loudly. The neighbor who lived next door thought they were noisy and even cursed a few times.
Finally, he probably moved his hands, and the neighbor heard Jiang Jinlian scream.
