Feng picked up the cake, rolled the mutton full of mutton, and handed it to Wang Duosun first. Wang Duosun waved his hand and said, "For my son, I will roll it myself." As he said that, he picked up the cake and opened it myself.

Feng immediately handed the big cake roll to Wang Anran. She knew that her husband would not want it, so this cake was actually for Wang Anran to roll.

Wang Anran had already felt hungry. She took the cake and took a big bite, chewed it, and said vaguely: "It's too scent, not delicious."

Feng was stunned and said, "Didn't you just like this smell of mutton before? Why don't you like it again today?"

Wang Anran thought to himself, it seemed that he had a different taste from the former Young Master Wang. What should I do? If there are always different places in the future, wouldn’t it be that others would doubt it? Although I can’t doubt anything and wouldn’t do anything to myself, it would be bad after all.

With a thought, Wang Anran said, "Mom, do you know where I was unconscious??"

He couldn't say this clearly, so the listeners were naturally confused. Feng and Wang Duosun looked at each other but didn't understand what was going on.

The bunny sitting on the small stool next to her had already consciously rolled up a mutton cake for herself, and also took a long green onion to prepare for a good meal. She was young and the Wang family had never regarded her as an outsider. To put it bluntly, she was quite a bit raised by a child bride, so she could not only eat at the dinner table with her owner, but also had a say, saying whatever she wanted.

Tubao swallowed a bite of the cake and said cutely: "I know, the young master has been there these days..." Before he finished speaking, he creaked and bite the scallion. When the three of Wang family looked at her together, she said: "I have been in bed and have never gone anywhere." It was indeed the standard answer, but it was not what Wang Anran wanted to say.

Wang Anran said: "Actually, I have been in bed these days, but my soul is no longer at home!"

As soon as these words were said, Wang Duosun and Feng were scared. When people were at home, their souls were not there. Isn’t that losing their souls? This is not a trivial matter. Maybe they will make it again in the future!

Wang Duosun didn't eat a bite of the cake and didn't want to eat it anymore. He jumped up and said, "I, I'll invite the witch to come to my house to jump, now... go now..." He was anxious and even said something was unsuccessful.

Although Feng was born in a wealthy family and had studied and read, there were no people in this era who were not superstitious. She was also anxious and pressed Wang Anran's head as soon as she reached out. She happened to be holding a big cake in her hand. Before she could put it down, she muffled Wang Anran's face. She didn't care about anything else and shouted: "Let me see if your soul is still there?"

Tubao didn't know anything, but said something even more anxious to Wang Duosun and Feng. She said, "Young Master is soulless? Ah, no wonder I ran to the wasteland and had fun at the weeds. I wondered just now, why is it different from before!"

Feng didn't bother to wipe Wang Anran's face, so he hugged him and cried, "My son, my miserable son, it seems that I have to go to the temple and invite a Zen master to do rituals!"

When Tubao saw Feng crying, she was a child, and she didn't know anything. She immediately put down the pancake, cried and shouted, "Young Master, Young Master, why are you dead!"

As soon as they cried, Wang Anran almost cried. When did I die? Am I fine? I cried so loudly, and I was not afraid of attracting the wolf!

Wang Anran was not selling well for this, and said one sentence late, but it caused panic among the whole family. Before he could explain, it really attracted wolf... people!

When the Wang family was having dinner, the yard gate was open and you could see inside outside. When you saw a person running into the door, you shouted: "What's wrong? Boy Anran didn't hold on? How old is he? Why did he leave? The white-haired man sent the black-haired man... Hey, isn't this good?"

This person came in at a young age and seemed to be over 60 years old. He was definitely not young in the Tang Dynasty. He was an elder-level figure in the village and tribe. This person was indeed the most heavyweight figure in the village. He was a leader in the village and was a grassroots leader in the Tang Dynasty. He was an alternate civil servant who had no salary to get.

The official name of the village is Shen Dayao. He is a flexible person. He is located in a major transportation route in Liangzhou and has a developed business. He used his intelligence and talent to build a porcelain kiln to fire porcelain. Then he stamped the seal of the Chang'an porcelain shop on the porcelain, pretending to be Chang'an goods, and sold the porcelain to passers-by merchants and selling it to the West. In modern times, he is the director of a copycat porcelain factory, and is definitely the first-level leader of the village.

Wang Anran finally struggled out of Feng's hand and said, "Mom, Dad, listen to me and finish my words. There is also Bunny. Hurry up and eat, stop howling!"

Tubao's crying stopped, and he cried quickly and stopped quickly. She asked, "Young Master, are you not dead? Then I'll continue to eat!" The girl sighed. The young master is quite a big man and speaks so unreliable. He wants to die. He is so worried. He wiped his tears and crunched his green onion.

According to the general circumstances, something happened to the Wang family. Even if Shen Dayao was in the middle of the house, even if his family lived next to him, it would not have come so quickly. Seeing that Wang Anran had to talk about the family affairs, he should have left. But on the contrary, Shen Dayao had a leadership style and was very concerned about the family life of the ruler. He sat down consciously and waved his hand to let Wang Duosun sit down, as if this was not the Wang family, but the Shen family, and he was the owner of the courtyard.

Wang Anran felt quite puzzled, but seeing that Wang Duosun and Feng did not mean to object, he naturally couldn't get away with Master Zheng. He said, "Dad, mother, do you want to know why I said that I have lost my soul in the past few days of illness?"

Wang Duosun and Feng nodded at the same time, but Shen Dahao was stunned at first, then jumped up and shouted: "Boy Anran, you can't have something wrong. What should I do if something happens to you? Hurry up, I have to find a witch!"

Wang Anran hissed and took a deep breath. He felt a little tooth pain. Could it be that he had been married to Shen Dawei's granddaughter? But there was no relevant content in his memory. Moreover, seeing that Shen Dawei was big and thick, what if his granddaughter inherited it... Oh, it's amazing!

Wang Duosun said, "Let's talk about the witch later. Anran, hurry up and tell me what's wrong with your soul?"

Wang Anran smiled, very like a performing artist. She cleared her throat first, and then said: "My soul went to the heaven, saw many gods, and was accepted as disciples by many gods, allowing me to see many things in the heaven, but unfortunately...ah!" He sighed at this point.

After Wang Anran finished speaking these words, he felt a little nervous, not knowing whether they believed it or not. If they didn't, they could only make up other words randomly, such as going to the heavenly court first, then going to the underworld, seeing Sun Wukong, Uncle Monkey King was making trouble in the underworld, and he took advantage of the chaos and ran back to the world again!

Others believe it or not, but they don’t know, but they believe it, and they forget to bite the big cake until they believe it. They looked at Wang Anran with a cute state of extreme silence, but... they were a bit like looking at a fool.

Are people these days not very superstitious? Wang Anran is very uncertain, very entangled, confused, helpless, and confused. He also wants to be cute, but it is easy to be cute, but it can't be cute.

The courtyard was extremely quiet. Wang Duosun, Feng, and Shen Dayao all looked at Wang Anran in amazement. Wang Anran bit the bullet and was about to say that he had also gone to the eighteenth level of hell, but suddenly saw Shen Dayao shouted: "This is the case!"

"That, actually, I..." Wang Anran quickly wanted to explain.

Shen Dayao slapped his thigh and shouted, "Since Anran boy... no, Anran little man was invited to the Heavenly Court by the gods, then you are a half-immortal. Tomorrow I will recruit all the villagers and officially announce that you will be the god of our village in the future. If you have any diseases or disasters, you don't have to go to the town to find a doctor. Just look for you, and you can jump for them!"

God - Han!

Wang Anran was stunned. Does he seem to have the potential to be a god? Thinking of himself wearing colorful clothes and chanting a mantra in his mouth, he got goose bumps all over. He didn't need him to treat others, so he would get sick from his husband.

Feng hurriedly said, "Uncle Shen, it will be no longer too late to let my family be a god. After Anran woke up, it was always strange. I have to take him to the temple to worship the gods. If the Zen master in the temple thinks he can be, let him take him again."

Wang Duosun, however, was standing aside and winked at Wang Duosun. It seemed that he was praising Wang Anran, but for some reason he wanted to praise him.

Wang Anran made up a story about going to heaven. Others were not fooled, except for Bunny. The three adults obviously had their own thoughts, but he was confused. What was going on?

However, Shen Dayao didn't want to know in depth, and didn't want to know which gods Wang Anran met. Seeing that Feng's attitude was firm, he laughed dryly and said, "Finish, then let's talk about it later. But I will care about this matter, and I guarantee that Anran's little ** will become a god in the future!"

After saying that, Shen Dayao waved his sleeves and did not take away a cloud, but picked up a green onion from the table and bit it away while biting it.

Wang Duosun immediately closed the yard gate. After returning, he asked in a low voice: "Anran, how do you know that Old Man Shen is eavesdropping on our house outside the wall?"

Feng took a photo of Wang Anran and said, "When you said you had no soul just now, I scared my mother. You are not allowed to do this in the future. Even if you don't want to marry a girl from the Shen family, you don't have to make up such nonsense."

Wang Anran was stunned. What happened to Shen Dayao just now? Why did he eavesdrop on my family? And what happened to the girl from the Shen family?

Using the modern gossip spirit and thinking hard, Wang Anran said, and understood!

There must be a girl in the Shen family who fell in love with Wang Anran, but Wang Anran didn't like her. Shen Dayao wanted to marry her granddaughter, so she was particularly concerned about Wang Anran. Seeing that Wang Anran was healed and was having dinner in the yard, he eavesdropped outside the wall, and then went home to talk to his granddaughter. But Wang Duosun and Feng did not want to get married with the Shen family, which led to Wang Anran's misunderstanding just now, but the adults in the yard had different expressions.

Wang Anran looked at Tubao. The child was so fooled. He said, "Tubao, I haven't told you, why don't I like the girl from the Shen family?"

Tubao was deceived immediately, and the truth was immediately said, "You think that someone is not good-looking, and your face is full of bags!"

Wang Anran said, thinking: "It seems that the girl in the Shen family has a lot of acne on her face, which affects her beauty. What's the big deal? I can cure her acne by taking one dose of Chinese medicine. I don't have to take this little thing to heart!"
Chapter completed!