Chapter 243: If you want to doze off, someone will send you a pillow

Chapter 243 If you want to fall asleep, someone will give you a pillow

The two were talking back and forth.

Tang Qingshan's every sentence is calm and concise, but Tang Shishan is obviously getting more and more anxious, and he is more and more convinced that this yard is blessed!

Fourth brother Tang didn't even eat, so he listened with pricked ears, apparently secretly learning the skills of digging holes.

Finally, Tang Shitou became impatient, and said with a choked voice, "Brother Qingshan! I don't want to say this to your face! You are all from the same clan, so you can't take all the benefits!"

Tang Qingshan let go of his mouth a little: "Even if I let you, it will take thirty or forty taels to do it here. Do you have any silver?"

Tang Shitou choked for a moment, but he obviously planned it long ago, and said directly: "I'll trade my house for you!"

Tang Qingshan advised him: "Isn't your house better than this one? It's big and bright. Why did you fall in love with this dilapidated old house?"

Tang Shitou sneered: "Stop talking nonsense, just say whether to change or not!"

Wow!

Several Tang family members suppressed their excitement and exchanged glances with each other.

What’s this called? It’s called someone giving you a pillow when you want to fall asleep!

Tang Shitou’s courtyard has two more wing rooms than here, and it’s also close to their new house, both of which are facing the mountain, so it’s easy to walk. It’s definitely better than this house!

You must know that this house is an old house, very old. Although they are used to living in it and are reluctant to part with it, in fact, many places are really passable, and they have to be repaired if they want to live for a long time.

Don’t say it’s not good to be scheming, Tang Shitou dared to lick his face and robbed him. He's shameless, doesn't he deserve to be tricked?

And the key is that there is no future trouble. Even if Tang Shitou finds that the "Tai Sui soil" is useless, he can still justify himself, because it will take at least next year to grow vegetables.

The two talked hurriedly for a long time, but Tang Qingshan finally nodded.

Tang Shitou was afraid that he would go back on his word, so he dragged him hard at night and went to the old patriarch's place.

Tang Qingshan was thorough in his work, and added an extra ten taels of silver. This kind of country house is worthless, and it is more economical to walk away from the clan. Now it is enough for the deed tax. When he comes back, he will take back Tang Shitou's house. deed.

As soon as they entered the door, several people couldn't help laughing, it was really Qiao Zong'er who did not have such a deliberate calculation.

Tang Qingshan couldn't help smiling, and said lightly: "This person is obviously not smart, but he always likes to think he is smart... That's all, but he always thinks that the world is all fools, and he is the only one who is smart."

Yan Shen Jue said: "This is so incisive."

Mrs. Lin said: "Tell me, he deserves that he can't make a fortune! He refused to build a warm shed at the beginning, and the whole village jumped up and down to persuade this and that. I was so stunned that everyone didn't do it together, but they looked at the vegetables grown by others. I lived, regretted it again, thought about it myself, and came here to find love... Really, people don't know what to say."

Tang Qingshan said lightly: "No matter what, even if your grandfather and uncles come, it will be enough. Tomorrow, the patriarch will go to the government to transfer ownership."

He looked at the sky: "Xinbao is asleep?"

"Well," Mrs. Lin said, "Want to wait for you to come back, and fell asleep while waiting."

Tang Qingshan nodded: "It's getting late, let's sleep too."

So the whole family quietly went to sleep.

Xinbao was sleeping deeply.

In the dream, that strange big rock slowly emerged, but this time, a picture seemed to emerge on the stone.

Xinbao gasped, then woke up suddenly, and said urgently, "Brother Xiaoxian! Brother Xiaoxian!"

It was in the middle of the night, which shocked the whole family.

Mrs. Lin and Tang Qingshan rushed over to put on their shoes, Mrs. Lin hugged her daughter: "Xinbao? Xinbao is dreaming? Xinbao is not afraid."

Xinbao’s anxious voice trembled: “Quickly, quickly call brother Xiaoxian!”

The door creaked slightly, Yan Chenjue had already broken the top bar, pushed the door in, and said, "Xinbao? What's wrong?"

At the moment the Tang family lives in the big house, and Xinbao doesn't know about it, everyone in the family knows who doesn't, so he can only hold Yan Chenjue's hand and lower his voice: "Brother Xiaoxian, I'm dreaming. "

In the picture in my mind, a middle-aged beautiful woman in a Hu suit is stabbing a dagger into Shen Erye's lower abdomen. She can recognize most of the seal characters next to it, so she can follow it. The whole sentence is:

『Shen Shouyan bent down to help, but she turned over her palm, before Shen Shouyan could react, the poisoned dagger pierced into his lower abdomen』

Xinbao took Yan Chenjue by the hand, pulled him to sit beside him, and quickly whispered in his ear, Tang Qingshan and Lin Niangzi were beside him, and they could hear clearly, Big Brother Tang and Fourth Brother Tang Apparently woke up too, but didn't come over.

Fortunately, the twins are still fast asleep and have no intention of waking up.

Ms. Lin was obviously very surprised and wanted to say something, but seeing Tang Qingshan and Yan Shenjue being so serious, she held back and said nothing.

Yan Shen Jue heard her finish, confirmed it again, and said: "Don't worry, I'll tell him now, everything will be fine."

Xinbao nodded obediently, he pressed her head lightly, then turned and left.

Miss Lin hesitated to speak, hugged her daughter, and gently patted her.

Xinbao was still deeply in that panic.

I have to say that the information I get is really comprehensive after having the pictures.

For example, now, she can clearly "see" that the woman is wearing a dress with red dark patterns on a blue background and a red auspicious cloud pattern border, with a short bun on her arm, and a very ordinary jasper jade stick in it. hairpin.

But it is also because it is too clear, the astonished and unbelievable expression of Second Master Shen, the fierceness in the woman's eyes, the dagger without handle, and the blood splattered... are all too close, and the wife is too vivid, so I just It was as if she was standing right next to it.

Xinbao became more and more frightened as she looked at it, but she was afraid of missing something important, so she dared not stop looking. She put her two small arms around Mrs. Lin, her voice trembling, "Aniang, Xinbao is scared, Xinbao is scared."

Miss Lin kept patting her on the back: "Don't be afraid, Xinbaoer is not afraid, Aniang is here, Xinbao is not afraid..."

Xinbao was so afraid that his hands and feet were cold, and the whole group desperately stuck to Mrs. Lin's body. Tang Qingshan also came over, hugged both of them into his arms, and patted them lightly.

Xinbao's small body trembled slightly, and after a while, under the comfort of her parents, she slowly recovered. Mrs. Lin returned to the couch, placed Xinbao between the two of them, while still patting , Xinbao murmured: "Daddy, Mommy."

The two of them hugged her with one hand on the other, and it took an unknown amount of time before Xinbao closed his eyes again.

At this time, Yan Shenjue had arrived at Liujin Garden.

Tulongmen is a Jianghu gang. Most of the vigil in this kind of place is loose on the outside and tight on the inside. As soon as the wild goose rushes in, someone shouts and asks, "Who is it?"

Yan Shenjue said: "It's me, Yan Shenjue. I have something urgent to see Uncle Shen. Where does he live?"

As soon as the name was given, a figure flashed out. He obviously knew him, and said in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

Yan Shen Jue said: "I can only tell Uncle Shen about secret matters."

The man hesitated for a moment, then said, "Young Master Yan, wait a moment."

(end of this chapter)

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