Put the coffin, Yang Zimei and others rest directly at Huang Yingqi's house.
If it was only Yang Zimei, Xiao Qian and ripples, they did not have to rest.
The problem is Huo Wenhua!
After this toss, Huo Wenhua, although the thousand -year -old ginseng of Yang Zimei protects him, he is still a little tired.
Want to leave him, don't let him follow, he refuses.
After experiencing a magical place like the Golden House before, Huo Wenhua was naturally full of expectations for the next stop. It was not willing to give up. This may be even more amazing.
What's more, he still has to collect his brother's head and combine the ashes together.
Yang Zimei couldn't help him. Thinking of the rest of the day left, he was embarrassed to reject him.
While they were resting, the people in Huangcun were already led by the village chief, and they came to Qingyan Po, who had just dug up by Yang Zimei with a stingy mood.
They found that this land that felt very hot and dry seems to have completely eliminated the kind of hot feeling, which is very comfortable and cool.
Originally, the ants didn't see a deadly place, and there were animals who were about to crawl around.
"Our village finally has saved!"
The village chief looked at everyone solemnly, "Niuniu is the fairy and the great benefactor of our village. This time, no matter what, we cannot offend her.
I am so good to her, listen to everything about her, otherwise, wait for being kicked out of our Huangcun, remove the name on the genealogy! "
"Yes, the village head!"
I felt that the villagers who had not felt cool for a long time answered excitedly.
"Huang Li, you must pay attention to your wife!"
The village chief looked at the two couples of Huangli, who was complicated in the crowd, "Before, you were not benevolent to Niuniu. Even if she was not righteous to you, she was also reasonable.
It's casual. "
"Village chief, where do we dare?"
The Huang Li and his wife have already seen Yang Zimei's real skills. Where can I dare to treat the poverty girl who is impressed?
"Then she wants to ask for your family, you will quickly agree."
The village chief nodded with satisfaction, "We have been dry for so long, and finally have hope!"
Everyone thought that Murakami would return to his former vitality, all of which were excited, and tears were flowing.
*
At the time of Huo Wenhua's rest, Yang Zimei received a cross -call from the United States.
She thought it was Longtian, dialing happily, and yelled, "One by one-"
"Really, sister -in -law, it's me!"
There was a loud voice of Long Chaoyue on the phone, "I always think about my brother, why don't you think of my bitter little aunt?"
Hearing the voice of Long Chaoyue, Yang Zimei was a little disappointed and a little surprised, "Why did you go to the United States?"
"Why can't I get to the United States? I am a U.S. citizen who uses the American green card!" Long Chaoyue said with a word, "What's more, I want to find a relative. I have to find a thousand miles from Huaxia to the United States.
There is no phone number of the dear brother! "
Yang Zimei doesn't hum.
Longtian did not let her give her phone number to anyone.
The mobile phone number she knew was specially opened for her, and she didn't want to tell anyone, including Long Fangyue.
"Sister -in -law, don't you really understand the pain of seeing my relatives for thousands of miles?"