My Aunt’s Grandma is Back

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An old lady said softly in a local language with a strong accent: "Look at this little lady's face is white and fat. Maybe it's the rich lady."

"Look at her clothes, it's really weird. She made her pockets outside and wore men's trousers. It's kind of funny..."

A woman was attracted by the movement of the village and took a shovel to take a look. He Qiang's cunpan was so conspicuous, she immediately exclaimed:

"Is it a lay master? Or did he make a big mistake and impose a kun punishment?"

Looking at He Qiang's bruise look again, the woman shrank in the door in fright and had already beat him into the ranks of criminals.

Seeing the woman's reaction, Shenger quickly explained:

"En Gong's hometown has unique customs. Both men and women can shave their hair. Don't be afraid!"

Upon hearing this, the vigilant villagers breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s not a murderer.

However, I became curious again, where is the customs so peculiar, no matter how men shave their hair, how can women shave their hair?

Looking closely at Wang Shuyue's hair, it seemed that it was really not long. It was much shorter than those of women with curly hair. It was not as long as that of a child.

Mo Cheng glanced at Ben Gong's expression and saw that she was a little irritated by the question, so he became cold and shouted:

"Don't be surrounded by everyone, go home and eat!"

After all, with his long arms waved away the bare-ass children who were blocking the front and watching the excitement, leading Wang Shuyue and two of them quickly to the depths of the village.

The Mo family's house was built at the foot of the mountain.

"Two gentlemen, please!"

Mo Cheng opened the wooden door and made a gesture of asking.

Wang Shuyue and He Qiang nodded and walked in. What they saw first was a wide courtyard.

Unlike the bamboo fences or wooden fences of other houses, the courtyard of the Mo family is surrounded by adobe bricks, which looks much stronger.

However, the father and son live at the foot of the mountain, and it is dangerous to lean against the mountain. The ordinary bamboo fence does not play a defensive role at all.

The soil in the yard was well rammed, and the ground was stomped hard, showing gloss and refreshing, which was much more comfortable than the dusty road in the village.

When I walked in, there were three large rooms, with the living room and dining room in the middle. There was an incense table on which several tablets were enshrined.

On the left is the kitchen and utility room, and on the right is the bedroom. Although the small courtyard looks empty, it is neat and tidy.

It can be seen that the male host will be able to clean up.

Mo Cheng took out two stools from the hall, brushed away the ashes on them with his hands, and invited the two benefactors to sit down.

Shenger obediently brought two bowls of water from the kitchen and sent them to Wang Shuyue shyly.

"Gong, please drink water."

The boy only looked at Wang Shuyue. As for He Qiang, he didn't treat him as a benefactor from the beginning, just incidentally.

"Thank you." Wang Shuyue put down the knife in her hand and took the water from the child.

She was really thirsty and drank it in one sip. Seeing that the bowl was empty when she was born, she immediately moved the clay pot over and filled it up carefully.

The clay pot was not small, with a belly as big as a basketball, hugged in the arms of the child, it seemed that it might fall off at any time. Wang Shuyue hurriedly took the clay pot and placed it on the ground next to it.

"I'll do it by myself, you can rest." Wang Shuyue smiled and pointed to the bench next to her.

He Qiang had already gone to the kitchen with a bowl of water, and said he wanted to help Mo Cheng.

What's more, this is another opportunity that can be close to. How could He Qiang let it go?

Although I felt cold when I saw this backward village, but what if? What if his baby is still there?

So, the bench was empty.

Shenger shook his head, did not sit, just looked at Wang Shuyue. Seeing that she had no reaction, he moved in small steps to the guns and knives that were taller than others, opened his eyes curiously, and his eyes were full of envy.

Wang Shuyue found the little guy's actions, but didn't stop it, just inserted the knife into the scabbard and smiled and said:

"You can see it, don't touch it."

Careful thinking was discovered, Shenger immediately blushed in embarrassment, and nodded hurriedly: "Hmm!"

Wang Shuyue put down the bowl amusedly, got up and went to the courtyard, and took out the corpse of the fierce deer.

Shouted into the kitchen: "Uncle, made this monster beast!"

With a cry, both men were called out, and Mo Cheng looked at Wang Shuyue in surprise, "Gongong, this can't be done!"

Shenger stood aside and watched, his eyes clearly brightened, but when he heard his father's words, his eyes dimmed again. He stood aside sensibly and did not speak.

Wang Shuyue hadn't said anything yet, He Qiang had already taken the knife from the kitchen and walked towards the deer. He smiled and said:

"If there is anything you can't do, the meat is for people to eat, brother Mo, you know this stuff, tell me which piece of meat is the best!"

Mo Cheng was helpless, "I really can't bear it. A monster beast can sell thousands of spiritual stones in town. If a part is cut, it can be less than a thousand if it is not a complete spiritual stone."

He Qiang looked at Wang Shuyue, "Yueyue, do you want to eat or not."

Wang Shuyue nodded, "Of course I eat! First cut the meat, bone, blood, tendons, and skin, and pick them out separately. If you can sell it, you can sell it. If you can't buy it, you can keep it for yourself. ."

"Benevolence can still refine alchemy?" Mo Cheng asked in surprise.

Wang Shuyue smiled and nodded, "Understand the fur a little."

Mo Cheng saw her eyes suddenly changed. He was just grateful, but now in this gratitude, there is a little more respect.

Wang Shuyue doesn't care about this, she is greedy, she wants to eat meat!

"Uncle~" Wang Shuyue urged.

He Qiang didn't dare to be hungry for this little ancestor, blinked, and expressed his understanding.

Seeing that he couldn't stop it, Mo Cheng gave a wry smile and could only join.

He was originally a hunter, cramping skin and bones is his best thing, plus Wang Shuyue from time to time to help, less than an hour, the three people worked together to clean up this fierce deer.

This is a Tier 2 monster ~www.readwn.com~Fourth-level Qi cultivation base. The flesh and blood contains more tyrannical spiritual power. Seeing that Mo Cheng is holding a basket of meat and preparing to stew it in the pot, He Qiang hurriedly drank it. Up him.

"Why, what's the matter?" Mo Cheng's hand motion stiffened, wondering in his heart, is it reluctant to eat?

He Qiang raised his hand to beckon him to wait first, then turned to Wang Shuyue, who was showing his guns and knives in the yard, and asked:

"Yueyue, does that monster meat have to be whole impurities or something?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Shuyue put down the knife in her hand and turned her head back to answer: "Yes, won't you?"

He Qiang really doesn't, he only knows what to do, and the specific operation is completely blind.

"Come and fix it!" He Qiang greeted.

Wang Shuyue raised her eyebrows in surprise, and as she walked to the kitchen, she turned her head and asked the little follower behind him: "Are you not going to deal with eating monster meat?"

Shenger shook his head blankly. He didn't understand how the monster beast meat had been chopped into pieces.