At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

Xie Tinghai finished his drink, wiped his beard, sighed heavily, and placed the bowl on the low table.

"There were too many people going up the mountain today, and their footprints were imprinted. Brother Laifu and I walked around the village several times in the afternoon, but we didn't find anything useful."

Xie Tingjiang clenched his hands into fists and made a rattling sound. Thinking of almost losing his wife and daughter, he was frightened for a while and regretted that he was not always by Meng's side.

"Wan Ning said that the man smelled a little like ink, and that's the only school in the village."

"Chunxi's family went back to their father-in-law's house to visit relatives. The Ye family stayed at home to see Mrs. Bai. Zhuqing and Mingli went to the county to copy books for a bookstore..."

Xie Mingcheng lay on his father's shoulder, blinking his big eyes and listening to his second uncle's speech.

"Then only the fifth grandfather Xie's family and brother Zhu Shu are at home."

Xie Tinghai cursed secretly in his heart, Xie Zhenyang's old and immortal man is a bullshit fifth grandfather, and it's hard to say anything in front of his children.

He raised his hand and gave Xie Mingcheng a shock on his head, waving his hand to signal him to stay away and not to touch me.

It's not that I'm heartless, it's just that spring has arrived suddenly. Before I could change out of my cotton-padded clothes and put on a small stove, Xie Tinghai felt like he was almost hot and smoking.

"Go, go, boss, take Mingcheng to see your little brother. Speak softly and don't disturb your second aunt and little brother."

Xie Mingli knew that the following words were no longer suitable for the younger generation to listen to, so he took Xie Mingcheng's chubby hand and went out.

The spring breeze carries warmth and rustles the trees.

The young man in green clothes stood in the courtyard, catching a falling peach petal, but it still felt unreal.

Xie Mingli stretched his claws towards his brother's chubby little face, squeezed it hard, and asked with a smile: "Mingcheng, do you feel pain?"

Xie Mingcheng complained incoherently: "Teng, you are not my dear!"

While dancing around and fighting back against his bad brother.

Xie Mingli put his hand on his little head, and Xie Mingcheng tried his best to touch a corner of his clothes.

"Don't you want to see the little brother? You won't be able to see the little brother when he falls asleep."

Xie Mingcheng glared at his brother angrily, saying that he must eat more.

As tall and powerful as brother Xie Mu, if the time comes, his brother will still dare to bully him, huh.

……

Xie Mingli knocked on the door and entered after getting permission from his second aunt.

The house has been tidied up, and the second aunt is half-lying on the bed. There is a small bulge next to her, which must be his 'little brother'.

Xie Mingcheng ran to the bedside and wrinkled up when he saw his little brother.

What should I do? My little brother's face was so red and ugly. What if he was laughed at in the future? He knew that people in the village were talking about Uncle Wang behind his back because his face was pockmarked and ugly.

Xie Yuheng's big black eyes flickered, looking at the difference in the expression of the little fat man before and after.

Is she an ugly person in this life?

It shouldn't be. Her mother is a great beauty. She also met her father when he was born. The scar on his face does not prevent her father from being a handsome man.

Could it be that things must reverse and genes mutate?

Xie Mingli also came over at this time. One look at his brother's appearance and he knew that the idiot brother had nothing good in mind.

The young man leaned down and whispered in Xie Mingcheng's ear: "When you were born, you were a hundred times uglier than your little brother."

Xie Mingcheng looked in disbelief, as if he had been struck by lightning.

Meng smiled and explained gently to Xie Mingcheng, "Children are like this when they are born, and they will look better when they grow up."

Xie Mingcheng nodded as if he understood.

It doesn't matter even if the little brother doesn't look good when he grows up, he will protect his little brother from letting others laugh at him. He will eat two more bowls of rice tomorrow and grow taller!

Xie Yuheng looked at the young man in green, a humble gentleman, as gentle as jade.

The most important thing is that he has the style of a big brother. He can knock the fat guy down with just one word, which is amazing for my brother.

Seeing the baby's black grape-like eyes looking at him, Xie Mingli couldn't help but smile. He took out a silver hollow longevity lock from his sleeve pocket and placed it next to Xie Yuheng.

"When eldest brother has money, he will give our fairy a solid gold one."

Meng was stunned, but she didn't say any polite words.

If you buy everything, you can still return it. Then you can help the big house somewhere else.

Xie Yuheng grinned at Xie Mingli, "Ah, ah."

Thank you, brother, you are really the God of Wealth, oh no, you are such a good person.

Although there are more valuable things in her space, what is rare is the young man's heart.

How much money can a ten-year-old child in rural areas have in ancient times? Let alone ancient times. In modern times, when she was a child, her pocket was cleaner than her face.

Meng tapped Xie Yuheng's little nose and said with a smile: "You, you, you are still smiling, maybe you know that your big brother is giving you good things."

"Ah, ah." Xie Yuheng looked at the beautiful mother, I know!

Xie Mingli touched his nose and felt embarrassed. This hollow longevity lock was considered a good thing.

Last year, he went to Fucheng with his father Xie Tinghai to do business. He saw the prefect's wife from a distance. She was surrounded by green beads and dazzling. What she wore was considered a good thing.

Sure enough, my sister is much cuter than my brother.

……

At midnight, the night was dust-free, and the moon was as bright as silver.

Xie Yuheng woke up from hunger. He glanced left and right. It was pitch black and he couldn't see anything except his mother's shallow breathing.

As for her cheap father Xie Tingjiang, he was afraid that Meng and her would not have a good rest, so he dismantled the woodshed door and put it on a stool, making a simple bed to sleep by the window.

She was born prematurely and did not have much breast milk. Xie Yuheng didn't intend to disturb the beautiful mother's sleep, so he entered the space as soon as his mind moved.

within the space.

Only one acre of the original spiritual field remains, Lingquan Lake has turned into a small puddle, and only one floor of the five-story villa remains. Behind the villa is a giant flat-floor warehouse.

She didn't panic, her power level had dropped before, and it would be refunded when her power level increased.

The little swaddling clothes lay on the green grass.

Xie Yuheng used his mental power to find several boxes of infant milk powder in the warehouse, brewed himself a bottle of milk and started cooking.

These are all collected conveniently when rescuing survivors. Food will never expire or spoil when placed in the space. The same is true for other things.

In the distance, a red shadow flew toward her like a firecracker, and then was knocked to the ground by a milk bottle.

Suzaku put his wings on his hips and said angrily: "Why are you like this? How can you throw things around?"

"It's not a big deal if you hit me, but it's not good if you hit flowers and plants."

Xie Yuheng nodded in approval and said:

"Yes, you are right."

"So in order not to hurt the flowers and plants, I have to work hard to catch them with your body every time. Isn't it possible that such a powerful divine bird like you can't do it?"

There is spiritual energy in the space that can speak and move without damaging the underdeveloped body, but outside it will.

"How is that possible? Who do you look down on?"

Suzaku waved its wings proudly and approached Xie Yuheng with small steps. "I want to go out, I'm suffocating here!"

Xie Yuheng used his mental power to stand up the swaddling clothes, glanced up and down, and twitched the corners of his mouth.

"The commotion you made in the evening, if you go out now, you really won't be afraid of being caught making the soup of immortality."

Suzaku felt that what she said was quite reasonable, but it was the divine bird in charge of the south, how could it see the people under its jurisdiction suffer.

His eyes rolled around, and the Suzaku suddenly turned into a small white bird.

He flew into Xie Yuheng's swaddling clothes and rubbed Xie Yuheng's red little face affectionately.

Xie Yuheng let out a long sigh, pretending to be relieved, looking ahead as if talking to himself in the air:

"I have no worries in the last days. It's actually quite good to come here and experience the love and care of my family."

Suzaku lowered his head to look at his little paws. Oh, he was too fat and couldn't see his paws. He could only see white fur.

It knows this is what speaks to it and comforts it. If its divine power hadn't dissipated, it could only cast some low-level illusions.

It is necessary to borrow the energy of the contract owner to cast spells, and Xie Yuheng will not come to such a barren feudal ancient times.

Thinking of this, it couldn't help but feel a little guilty. It cleared its throat and flapped its chest with its small wings.

"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, no one will see through you disguised as a man."

Xie Yuheng gave a meaningful smile, touched Suzaku's not-so-smart head with his spiritual power, and stepped out of the space.

.......

In Qinghe Village, a team was slowly approaching from the head of the village.

The leader was none other than the county magistrate Liu Yong, followed by a carriage and several royal guards.

The wheels made a creaking sound as they rolled over the dirt road, and the curtains swayed slightly.

The warm spring sun fell on the car window. The farther we drove toward the village, the more dazzling the wildflowers along the road became.

Wang Ermazi, who was about to go to the county to buy wine and food, saw the battle, greased his feet, turned around, and went to report the news to the Xie family.