"Feng Ling? What is that?" Yang Ruoqing asked in confusion.

Shenpo Li said: "It's nothing. I was just talking casually. It was a bit nonsense. It seems that the King of Hell is really coming to rush me."

She waved her hands and smiled.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, thinking that Mrs. Li was a bit crazy when she spoke. Just now you said you wanted my hair, now you say Feng Ling, I am not a bird!

"What, Sister Li, if you have nothing else to ask me to do, then I will go home first?" Yang Ruoqing said again.

Goddess Li nodded, "Go, go!"

There are indeed mysterious things in this world. After Yang Huamei came back, she told Wang Hongquan and Wang Shuanzi about the method taught by Shenpo Li.

The family hurriedly took action at the time mentioned by Shen Po Li, tore down the door of the woodshed and burned it all.

As for the Tan family, although she was very reluctant to visit Shuanzi Niang's grave in person,

But I couldn't bear the panic every night. Moreover, Old Yangtou also said that if Tan still behaves willfully, then from tonight on, he will ignore her and leave no one to accompany her, leaving her alone.

Scared to death.

You have to face and solve the troubles you caused yourself!

Under pressure from several aspects, Mrs. Tan had no choice but to agree to burn incense for Ms. Shuanzi and apologize.

After two or three months of nursing, Tan's legs gradually improved. It was a bit difficult to walk up the mountain, so she let Yang Huazhong carry her.

When going downhill, let Sun and Bao Suyun help me from left to right.

Strangely enough, after these things were done, Lao Wang's family heard no more noise, and Tan's place finally calmed down.

Sun, Bao Suyun, Yang Huazhong and others also breathed a sigh of relief.

The dead are gone, and the living must continue to live.

Dabai and Xiaohei went to the academy in the town to study. Wang Shuanzi's body was prone to illness in the spring, so Wang Shuanzi returned home to recuperate, and Wang Hongquan took over the school job.

This arrangement is good, but if Wang Shuanzi continues to do it, Wang Shuanzi will often have to spend the night in the school.

The situation at home is no better than before. In the past, my mother was here, Da Bai and Xiao Hei were here.

But now, with Wang Hongquan and Yang Huamei at home, it is somewhat inconvenient for the father-in-law and his wife.

So the errands were changed and Wang Hongquan went to the school. Yang Ruoqing considered that Wang Hongquan was the main labor force of Lao Wang's family and now went to the school because the land was rented out.

So Yang Ruoqing gave Wang Hongquan a monthly salary of two hundred yuan. Of course, Old Hantou, who also guarded the school, also mentioned it.

In February, the weather warms up and everything revives. After a whole winter of hibernation, the fields are dotted with eye-catching new green.

In March, the peach blossoms bloomed, and the rapeseed flowers were fragrant. Beekeepers chased the flowering period and stationed on the hillside behind the village, brewing honey that is closest to nature. This is a gift from nature.

There are plowing cattle all over the land, and the busy spring plowing has taken away the last trace of the flavor of the New Year and diluted the sadness of the passing of relatives and friends.

When cotton-padded clothes and trousers can be taken off and put away in the closet, Tomb-Sweeping Day has arrived.

The cuckoo is the loudest and most melodious music of this season, and children all like to imitate the cuckoo’s calls.

The villagers translated it in their own local dialect, and it was just four words: Cut the wheat and plant the barley!

It is said that the cuckoo reminds farmers that the wheat has turned yellow and it is time to harvest. After harvesting, preparations can be made for transplanting the first season of rice.
Chapter completed!