As a descendant of Nuwa, what’s wrong with having a little skill?

No matter how an atheist Zhang Hui is, she is overwhelmed by the scene before her. Her experience in the past few decades tells her that there are no gods in this world, but this girl in front of her...

It made her feel more cordial and want to worship her. It was such a magical feeling, but it was about Niu Niu. She couldn't make a hasty decision based on her feelings no matter what.

Li Junliang saw that his wife was in a dilemma. As the head of the family, he had to come up with his own opinion. Li Junliang gritted his teeth and said, "Hui'er, we both have to go to work, and Xiaoan High School also needs to be taken care of. Listen to me and leave Niuniu with mom!" "

Looking at the field ridge in the distance, Li Jingqi left the village on a motorcycle like a fool, "I'll go back to the city in the afternoon. Please take two more days off to accompany your mother and Niuniu. When she adapts to the life in the village, you can return!"

"While Niuniu is recuperating in the village, she asked her uncle and Xiao Qi to take care of her. Uncle said that Xiao Qi will not leave the village for a short time. If there is any emergency, let Xiao Qi contact us as soon as possible!"

This was the best solution Li Junliang could think of in just a few minutes. Niuniu's illness had already cost them too much money and energy. Xiaoan was a sophomore in high school and was about to enter his senior year. He also needed careful care. His grades were very good. , if they get into a good university and all the good universities are in big cities, their generation will be fed up with being looked down upon by others, and they need to spend more money in order for Xiao An not to be discriminated against.

If Niuniu's illness can be cured, the financial pressure on the couple will not be so great, and their child's health will make them feel much more relaxed.

Zhang Hui thought for a moment and admitted that Li Junliang's method was the best.

The old lady didn't want to go to the city to live with them in her old age. Li Junliang was already worried about it, but now that she was told that the disease could be cured, it was right for her to take a few days off to look after her here.

Just... why did she accept so easily that the girl in front of her was a mountain god instead of a liar? Zhang Hui felt that her three views were fighting, making her confused.

Feng Liqi saw that several people had discussed the next way, and he helped Granny Meihua up, "I'm really a little hungry, Xiaomeihua, remember what you said about killing two chickens! Hurry, one needs to be stewed , let’s braise one! You will really get tired of eating roast chicken all the time!”

Feng Liqi strode into Mr. Li's house. This old man would pretend to be deaf and dumb when others were doing housework.

"Xiao Yuanchao, where is the charging cable? The phone is out of battery!" Feng Liqi thought while looking for a socket. Not only must there be a signal on this mountain, but there must also be electricity. Otherwise, running up and down like this every day would be a bit draining. force.

The gods said they can fly but don't want to walk. No one stipulates that gods can't be lazy.

"Here, it's on top of the cabinet. Madam, please sit down for a while. I'm simmering rice. Meihua's chicken will be killed immediately and put into the pot. The tender chicken will be cooked quickly!" Mr. Li walked out quickly, pretending to be deaf just now. Dumb, now Feng Liqi shouted and ran out immediately. This old man became more and more transparent as he lived.

However, when Mr. Li came out to greet Feng Liqi, he felt a little distressed when he saw that Feng Liqi's appearance seemed to have lost its luster. The plum blossoms were a bit overdone. He knew that the empress was about to disappear and still asked Niuniu to pay homage to the empress, so he just drank a little more stream water. Okay? I have to say goodbye, just in case something happens to the empress...

Mr. Li felt his nose was a little sore.

"Xiao Yuanchao, I think people are quite interesting nowadays. I want to play in this world for a while, but you always call me empress for fear of causing misunderstanding. From today on, please call me Feng'er. Just like yesterday, I will call you grandpa! "

"This, it has to be done, it was a stopgap measure yesterday. If you really call me grandpa, I will feel a little weak in my legs and my life will be shortened!"

Seeing that the phone was charging quickly, Feng Liqi became happy and waved his hand, "So people become timid as they get older, but Xiao Meihua's son is still bolder!"

Li Junliang, who entered the house to kill the chicken with a kitchen knife, was suddenly called out. He was a little confused. Why was he so bold?

But Feng Liqi clicked on the game and said as if unintentionally, "Forget it when you called me an old monster when you were a kid. Just now you said I cheated on eating and drinking. Xiao Liangliang, let me tell you, I never cheat on eating or drinking. I eat and drink." They are all offered by believers willingly, but I won’t eat them if I’m not sincere!”

Li Junliang's legs are also a little weak. Is she really the Mountain Goddess? Otherwise, how can we explain that she knows what she is thinking? After all, doesn't she have no secrets?

After playing the game, Feng Liqi glanced at Li Junliang playfully, "Don't worry, normally I don't want to know what you are thinking, but don't keep chanting my name. It's just like you praying to gods and making wishes. Keep shouting, I don’t have many followers, so I hear you when you say it, so next time you scold me, don’t use your name!”

Li Junliang is absolutely stunned, how do you know who I am scolding without a name? wrong? Do you dare to scold you again if I do this? Knowing the name at the mention of it, Li Junliang silently made a decision for himself. He would never think of anything about the mountain god again.

Feng Liqi couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. He didn't want to say it, but he kept thinking that stupid humans could just control themselves, just like...

Feng Liqi felt that on the mountain, Lao Zhang and the other four wanted to save face and said they were absolutely not superstitious or improvised. They just wanted to see how dark it was. Is it really impossible to catch a single fish? If it was really an air force, the local dogs would be full. But if we go back, we will break off the friendship.

He was very resistant on the surface, but he was very honest in his heart and kept saying silently, "Please protect me, my queen, let us catch a big fish, just one, please bless me!"

With this half-hearted wish, and the fact that Bai Bai actually said that he would go home and place a memorial tablet for himself, wouldn't it mean that he could have a second stronghold to go to? What should I do if I feel a little tempted even though I know he is drawing cakes?

Feng Liqi gritted her teeth, oh, for the power of faith, and in case Meibai kept her promise and set up a memorial tablet for her, she would reward them each with a fish, so as not to keep talking about the blessings of the Mountain Goddess, which made her unable to play games. .

On the mountain, Lao Zhang and the other four found out that they had secretly made a wish to the Mountain Goddess, and a fish had really taken the bait. She must be so clever. However, they all secretly made wishes in their hearts, even if they felt that the Mountain God had experienced it. The King of Strong Mouth cannot admit it.

"Oh, you native dog, these fish just haven't eaten any good food before and they are not used to it. You see, after a few more bites, they will be hooked. All the temporary pretense is fake. Fishing still requires skills!" Lao Zhang and the others I can't help but make fun of the local dog.

"That's right, you see we will catch up with you soon!" But in the short man's heart, I beg you, please give me a big fish!

The native dog paid no attention to them at all. Humph, he just challenged him by catching a small fish each, regardless of how much he caught. He firmly believed that the Mountain Goddess favored him because he was sincere and spiritual.

Li Jingqi didn't know the fishing guys' desire to compete. They didn't say they were going down the mountain for lunch at noon, so Li Jingqi didn't care about them. He rode his motorcycle to the town shaking all the way, his butt almost shaking into eight pieces, and finally arrived at the post office. Express door.

I saw the only small house in the town that was less than 10 square meters, with only a few sparse packages.

Li Jingqi placed a large soda bottle of peach blossom mud on the counter with a thud, "Boss! The express delivery needs to be speeded up!"