Xiaomian found a clean place and rested against a stone.
The sun shines on my back, making it warm.
The rustling sound finally got closer and closer.
Through the dancing shadows of the trees in front of him, Li Xiaomian could clearly see the shadow of his sister-in-law holding the stick high.
Li Xiaomian's eyes turned cold.
This woman is too vicious.
Do you still want to kill yourself after carrying such a stick?
Originally, she just wanted to teach her a lesson and let her lie at home for a few months.
But now...
If you don't take the road to heaven, you will have no choice but to fall into hell.
Facing his murderous enemy, Li Xiaomian has never been a virgin.
Especially after cultivating in the immortal world for more than a hundred years, she also came from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
It's just that the master follows the orthodox path of immortality and cares about merit and cause.
Therefore, under the words and deeds of their master, the brothers and sisters never killed innocent people indiscriminately.
When the stick carried the sound of whistling wind, the bag head fell down.
Li Xiaomian suddenly turned back and moved her fingers slightly.
In Li Xiangyuan's ferocious smile, a thin green needle flew into her hair.
The green thin needles are a kind of spiritual plant in space called soul-shaking grass.
Soul-shaking grass is shaped like a Tasmania pine, with leaves as thin as cow hairs. The leaves must be picked and stored in a special jade box, otherwise they will disappear into smoke in three seconds.
It is a material used in the world of immortality to refine foundation-building pills. It is very precious.
Soul-shaking grass is very helpful in developing spiritual consciousness when building a foundation. But if it is used on a mortal, the effect is self-evident.
The needles were as thin as silk and could pierce her scalp, turning into a trace of smoke.
His soul was shaken, and Li Xiangyuan fell to the ground and lost consciousness.
Li Xiaomian frowned, but he didn't kill her directly.
It seems that I am still far from good at picking leaves and flying flowers.
Do you want to make up for it with a stick?
After a while, another burst of noise came.
A plump gray rabbit came into view.
Li Xiaomian decisively abandoned Li Xiangyuan and chased the rabbit.
Li Xiangyuan is possessed by evil spirits.
When he was discovered, he was lying on the ground unconscious, foaming at the mouth.
Now that he has woken up, his mouth and eyes are crooked, his speech is not smooth, his walking is not smooth, his body is shaking, and he looks like he has had a stroke.
Mrs. Zhao took her daughter to the county seat and the prefectural city to see her. She invited a goddess to come to her home to see her, but nothing improved.
On the day Li Benshan moved into his new house, Old Man Li came crying.
I came here to ask for money, to pay for my daughter’s medical treatment.
Li Benshan asked him to come into the house, but he refused, so he sat in the courtyard and cried.
Damai and his two younger sisters murmured, "It's true, my uncle. Although my second uncle didn't invite us to a warm-house banquet when he moved to a new house, our own home also set off firecrackers to make it lively."
"Our master was crying when he came, as if it was not good to curse people. Is the second uncle his biological son?"
Li Xiaomian frowned and looked at Old Man Li.
This old man was really crying. Tears were pouring down his face and his eyes were red from crying.
When the second uncle's leg was broken, he didn't shed a single tear, and Xiao Mian didn't see it anyway.
I wonder if he shed any tears when his beloved father died.
Xiao Mian couldn't help but ask: "Sister, did our grandfather cry like this when dad died?"
Damai's eyes darkened.
Li Xiaomian suddenly felt a little regretful. She shouldn't have asked this.
Because I am not the real Li Xiaomian, I always ignore my sister and brother's feelings of losing their loved ones.
Alas! I made my eldest sister sad again.
Li Xiaomian pursed her lips guiltily.
Damai rubbed his sister's head and curled his lips and said, "I'm crying. Our father is his biological son and his eldest son. How can we not cry?"
She just shed a few tears, unlike now, she actually sobbed.
Mrs. Li gave Old Man Li half a tael of silver.
"Alas! What is my sister-in-law doing in the mountains when she has nothing to do?"
Old Man Li didn't accept the money, he just cried.
"I don't know either. Alas! Your sister is so pitiful. The medical treatment cost thirty taels."
I didn't accept the money, it cost thirty taels.
Is this too little?
Mrs. Li frowned.
"Dad, we don't have any money either. Our accommodation, food and expenses all belong to my sister-in-law. I also borrowed this half a tael of silver from my sister-in-law."
"When the boy's father looked at his legs, he gave him half a tael, so I shamelessly asked my sister-in-law for some in return."
Old Man Li wiped his tears: "That's your biological sister, I can't let you live in the same room."
Li Benshan sighed: "Dad, my sister-in-law is no longer related to the person over there. It has nothing to do with poverty or wealth. How can I still ask my sister-in-law for money?"
Old Man Li slapped his hands on the square table, and stamped his feet until dust flew up. "That's your sister, my sister!"
Mrs. Song was washing cage cloth in the yard. She had just steamed a pot of steamed buns.
Mrs. Song glanced at Old Man Li, "While my second brother was looking at his legs, I went to Zhao Qiang's house to borrow money, and my sister-in-law stood at the door and said something."
Everyone looked at her, even old man Li stopped crying and looked at his eldest daughter-in-law.
Mrs. Song said calmly: "My sister-in-law said, 'We have more than two hundred taels of silver at home, but we won't give it to you poor devils'."
"These are my sister-in-law's exact words. Since we have more than two hundred taels at home, why does dad come to us to ask for money?"
Old Man Li was choked and speechless.
He can't say that the third child won't let the flowers be spent?
The third child has to go to school, so the money must be reserved for him to study for merit.
He couldn't say that the old lady at home asked him to ask for money.
The old woman asked him to come and ask for ten taels of silver to buy medicine for her daughter. The old woman said that even if she sells a big house and a second house, she still has to raise the money.
He couldn't say anything. He felt that nothing he said was right.
So Old Man Li could only cry.
The crying old man Li finally went back with two taels of silver.
Li Xiaomian was extremely depressed.
Why didn't you beat her to death with a stick?
After building a house, giving money to the two children, and giving old man Li two taels of silver,
The living standard of the family has obviously dropped a lot.
At least Xiaomian and Xiaodao can't eat eggs.
Of course, Xiao Sanshun’s quality of life remains the same.
Li Benshan decided to go out to work.
After dinner that day, Li Benshan told him his plan.
Song asked worriedly: "Does your leg still hurt?"
Li Benshan said: "It doesn't hurt anymore. Sister-in-law, don't worry, I'm so relieved."
Li said: "Well, it's almost good. Except for the cloudy and rainy weather, which makes me uncomfortable, the weather is fine and the weather is fine."
Mrs. Song asked again: "What kind of work do you do? Is it far from home?"
Li Benshan smiled and said, "The work of making bricks in Liujiagou Brick Kiln costs more than 400 yuan a month."
Judging from the raised voice of the second uncle, is more than 400 yuan considered a high salary?
That's right. Generally, those who go to work in the county pay more than 300 yuan.
Li Xiaomian began to calculate in her mind again, what is the concept of more than four hundred articles?
More than three hundred yuan?
It is said that poverty limits imagination, but she feels that it is imagination that blends into poverty.
Without education or ability, apart from working as a coolie, he only had one-third of an acre of land at home.
This may be the reason for the widespread hardship of farmers in this era.
"Second uncle, don't go out to work. Let's do something else."
Li Xiaomian was shocked by the monthly salary of 300 yuan. She felt that she could make more money by doing anything than working part-time.
"What are you doing? Is there any good way for Xiaomian to make money?"
Li Benshan was also shocked. What thoughts does this girl in his family have with the spirit of a fairy?
"Is there any way?"
"Second sister, what are you doing?"
Li Xiaomian successfully attracted everyone's attention, and they all looked at her with bright eyes.