madam is a squeamish

But before she ran very far, a strand of long hair suddenly fell out of the tree, drooping on her shoulders.

An Qishan's mother leaned on the tree and breathed rapidly, feeling something on her shoulder.

Shouts pierced the sky, "Ah, ah, there are ghosts, there are ghosts!"

I fainted from fright.

By the time someone found out, the sky was already bright in all directions.

Xiaoyouzi got up and went out, ready to knock on the door of Yi Buran's room, but heard the maid of An's family talking to Mrs. An.

"Madam, the elders of the clan invite you and your husband to go over and discuss something."

"What did you say?"

"It's about discussing Miss Yuzi's recognition of her ancestors. Before that, the mulberry garden died overnight, and the incense that was going to burn incense to pray to the ancestors was inexplicably cut off today.

There have been many disasters before and after, and the clan elders think this is not a good omen, and want to take it easy. "

After listening to a few words, he let out a light sigh.

Needless to say, she also knew that these were tricks played by An Xiran.

Turning around, he saw An Xiran sneaking in the distance, and saw her running as fast as a mouse seeing a cat.

He sighed lightly, and went back to explain a few words to Cheng An in a low voice.

In the old house, the antique hall.

There were seven or eight elderly people sitting there, most of whom were in their early fifties.

"I just said, this girl is just a monster and can't be tolerated, and this has not been included in the genealogy.

The ancestors have warned, if it is really included in the genealogy, wouldn't it bring disaster to the nine families? "

An Zeyuan was indignant, "What are the uncles talking about? How could such a natural and man-made disaster be implicated in a little girl.

If the incense supply is broken, it can only be blamed on the poor quality of the incense. Uncle should ask the purchaser to blame. Why did you pour dirty water on my child? "

When the uncle heard the complaint, his expression was not good.

"Zeyuan, what did you say? I'm thinking of the whole family, how could it be a splash of dirty water?"

An Zeyuan kept a straight face, as if he was trying his best to hold back his unhappiness.

Mrs. An stood up and said in a moderate way, "Uncle, it's far from the meaning. It really doesn't work, let's take it easy for now."

An Zeyuan was about to argue when An Jingchi came in.

Glancing at the people present, "The elder uncles are really busy.

As long as they can be so diligent in business, these few people will not lose most of their ancestral property.

Can you still say that it is good for the ancestors and future generations in this ancestral hall? "

Sitting next to the uncle, "Uncle, you have to know one thing, the An family needs a gun to protect them, not the young marshal's wife begging to enter the An family tree.

I sharpened my head and wanted to marry the Yi family before, but I remember that you are the elders of the uncle family? "

The uncle's face was ugly and he couldn't say a word.

Having nothing to say, I could only bite the bullet and say, "Anyway, no matter what, we can't ask for a nemesis to defeat our entire clan, right?

There are at least a hundred lives in this clan. The one who died yesterday was a mulberry tree. Maybe it will be a human being who will be unlucky tomorrow.Everyone, are you right? "

"Yes, yes!" The uncles responded one after another.

An Jingchi gave them a cold look, and was about to express his opinion when he saw the water-blue figure.

"It seems that Anjia is really lively!"

"Yuyou, why are you here?"

An Zeyuan stood up.

Little Yuzi came in, "This dirty water is splashed in front of me, I'm afraid it's inappropriate if I don't come out to express it."

Then he shouted, "Chengan, bring someone in!"

Cheng An immediately brought in a foreigner, still wearing a white coat, who looked a bit like a doctor.

"Let me introduce to you, this is a botanist, Mr. Carroll, who has a deep research on plants.

Let him show you whether the trees in the botanical garden are natural disasters or man-made disasters. "

Mr. Carroll nodded, took out the contents of the box, and put on his gloves.