"Tell me, is Hualing girl important?"
Sun Daqiao had never heard of Xuanniang's words, and he had never seen such a thing as a demon living for a thousand years. Whether it was a story about ghosts and gods or anecdotes from the countryside, he could only temporarily put aside his suspicion and asked curiously: "Since Even the immortal aunt knows who killed my daughter, is there any solution?"
"The solution? Since ancient times, good causes have good consequences, and evil causes have bad consequences. Of course, the solution to the fate formed by you, Sun Daqiao, is yours!"
Xuanniang's words put Sun Daqiao in trouble: "But how can I solve it?"
Xuanniang looked at Sun Daqiao, her eyes no longer so solemn: "To untie the bell, you have to tie the bell. Why did you go to Tiesha Mountain in the first place? Then you had to take your daughter there, but this time it was not to answer the curse. But if you want to know the cause and effect, your daughter's illness will naturally be cured."
"After all, there's nothing you can do, Fairy Girl~"
Yue Guanchao saw that Xuanniang had said so much, but the only thing useful was that the person who untied the bell must tie the bell, so he couldn't help but tease him a few words.
Seeing that he didn't believe her, Xuanniang looked a little confused: "Hey! You little brat, I can use a spell to cure her now, but it's useless. Even if Hua Ling is cured this time, what about next time? , these beasts are determined to be evil and will only get worse. Only by clearing the source can we cure both the symptoms and the root cause."
"Hey~ It seems that I, Sun Daqiao, am destined to return to Tiesha Mountain. Even if I am told to die there, I don't dare to escape now."
After listening to Xuanniang's words, Sun Daqiao was convinced that the root of the curse in the flower bell was on him, and he made plans to return to Tiesha Mountain.
"Anyway, my mother-in-law Xuanyang has left her words here. All kinds of disasters are in Tiesha Mountain. If you want to settle your grudges, you have to go."
"Okay, okay, it's getting late. You should go back first. If you have anything else to do, come here to see me. Don't bother my aunt with running back and forth."
Xuanniang gave the order to expel the guests, Zheng Ke shrugged at them and led everyone out of Shengyuan.
Now that she knew about the existence of civet cats, she was afraid that these wild cats would really do something to Hualing, and they would definitely not be able to return to Xiaonanmen again. Song Siyuan had no choice but to place Sun Daqiao and Mr. Sun Daqiao in the Songzhai annex, and called the nursing staff. The hospital stepped up patrols, which made me feel more at ease.
After dusk, twilight is approaching and the warm sun has dissipated.
Yue Guanchao stood under the corridor of the courtyard and looked at the servants of Song House. They had already begun to drag charcoal fires to light fires in various courtyards.
Winter has already entered in Fengtian around October, and the winter is extremely cold. This coldness can be relieved under the bright sun. Once the sun goes down and there is insufficient light, the coldness in the yard will hit instantly. Even if you are wrapped in a thick woolen coat, you still feel the same. The cold wind penetrates the skin, and sweating is like being covered with ice. Days like this will not be relieved until March and April of the next year. During the half-year-long winter, everyone will cry out in pain.
"Uncle Song, does the Song residence also have a kang?"
After Uncle Song greeted the servants, he stood in the corridor and breathed in the heat. He touched his nose that was red from the cold and said with a cheerful smile:
"Mr. Yue, the North and South Tongluo Lane where Song's residence is located is the Diplomatic Lane. Many foreigners and diplomats live here. There are also fire pits, but they are not commonly used. The most commonly used one is the small steam boiler of Kongshi Yang Company, which is outside Light a charcoal fire and there is no smoke in the room, it will be very warm. It is a new foreign gadget. I heard that the big hotel in Shili Foreign Market is burning day and night, and it is very warm."
"Come in quickly. The room will be hot soon. The young lady said that the kang should also be burned."
Yue Guanchao just stood in the yard for a while, his nose was almost frozen with cold water. Although there were no snowflakes, the strong wind was unbearable, so he had to get inside first.
Otherwise, Lao Dezi's things are good. When he entered the house, he was still using the ground stove to warm the fire. But after a cup of tea, he saw that there was enough heat in the house that he asked people to turn off the stove and sit around in the main hall!
Seeing that the three rooms in the main hall were heating up, Yue Qingshan hit the heat pipe with his pipe and said cheerfully: "No one in our village would know this thing. After all, this is a big city, so this is a novelty. many."
"Second uncle, his family lives in Diplomatic Alley, where there are many diplomats. This is a small steam boiler specially bought by the Political Yuan for them. I heard it was newly built by Lao Dezi. Gold is very expensive. Don't break it. ”
"Speak for yourself, you little brat. I don't know how valuable this thing is, so I can't bear to do it!"
Uncle Yue glanced at his evil nephew, as if blaming the brat for looking down on him.
Yue Guanchao looked outside. The cold wind in the evening had blown through the yard. Now he could see through the shadow of the yellow light outside the house that the ground was dyed white by the falling snowflakes. The whistling wind blew against the glass, making a rattling sound.
The three uncles had eaten and drank enough, and sat by the stove with their sleeves folded. The fire had not yet extinguished, and sparks popped out:
"If you ask me, in this damn winter weather, you should roast a few pieces of sweet potato seeds and potato seeds on the stove, dip them in sugar and eat them. It would be more comfortable to have some wild boar meat and Shao Daozi wine. I won’t change it even if I give you a gold pimple.”
