What kind of experience is it to be teased by a ghost + extra episode

The face-changing became so fast, Jin Wei shook her head in her heart, and felt that Wei Linqiang and Luo Jiang were not suitable anymore. Luo Jiang's face was cold and hot, and she had a heart of a child. Fast women are not suitable at all.

"When it comes to dreams, the first thing is the sense of familiarity, whether it's a scene or a person, but... I really can't remember it."

Luo Jiang then asked, "What about the vegetation?"

Ting Sili slapped his head, "Willow, it's a big one."

Wei Linqiang wrote the word willow on the paper, and then put a question mark next to the word willow, "There are eight hundred willow farmers in Tianshui Town, if not a thousand. This information is not very useful."

"Anything else, isn't there a shrine? Do you know where there might be shrines?"

Ting Sili thought for a while and said: "Sacred shrines... basically every family has them. My family seems to have them before. This one is useless."

At this time, Ting Sixiao, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Bluegrass."

A few people couldn't hear clearly, and asked in unison, "What?"

"Blue Grass, doesn't that little girl have a handkerchief? When I played a game last time, I was the last one to hide and saw blue grass embroidered on her handkerchief."

Bluegrass is a plant that extracts indigo, at least this shows that this girl has something to do with weaving and dyeing cloth.Before the industrial civilization spread to their hometown, people here basically dyed cloth by traditional methods. "Compendium of Materia Medica" records: Dian, Shidian, and its Jicheng Palace.Also known as starch, commonly known as indigo.The southerners hold the ground to make a pit, soak it in blue water for one night, add lime and stir it a thousand times, and remove the water, it will turn blue and black.It can also be harvested dry and dyed green.It stirred Liu Fumo, and swept out yīngān, the indigo flower of Wei, that is, Qingdai, see below.The cloth dyeing institution set up in the Qing Dynasty was also called the Indigo Institute.

Therefore, the relationship between bluegrass and Tianshui Town can be said to be the relationship between fish and water.

"This is actually useful information." Wei Linqiang recorded it.Only half of the households engaged in weaving and dyeing in Tianshui Town decades ago, at least half of the scope was excluded.

Speaking of bluegrass, Ting Siri slapped the table, slurring his words excitedly, "Wah, that, wah, wah, wah...!!!"

Ting Sixiao was dumbfounded, "Brother, don't get excited, speak slowly."

"Wadang...! Do you remember? There is bluegrass on the tile!!"

Luo Jiang's eyes lit up, and she motioned for Ting Sili to continue.

"I definitely remember correctly, there is a bluegrass logo on the tile."

Ting Sixiao's thinking also came alive, "Oh oh oh...yes, there are shrines, willows, and bluegrass, it's hard to be!!!"

The two said in unison: "The backyard!"

"But..." As soon as he finished speaking, Ting Siri encountered another difficulty, "The backyard has long been sealed off, and there is a crazy second aunt living in it. The key is with my sister. Except for delivering meals every day, basically Not allowed."

"Why was it blocked?" Jin Wei is not familiar with the Ting family, although she knows about her second aunt, she is not very clear.

"You don't know, the second aunt burned her brain when she was a child, and she yelled when she saw people. She was usually insane. Grandma couldn't help it. It happened that our house didn't dye cloth, so we simply locked the backyard. Gu hurt us, and never let us get close to the backyard since we were young."

Luo Jiang held her chin and thought for a while, "It's come to this point, this backyard must be visited, since the key is with your sister, why don't you go to your sister?"

Ting Siri nodded, "Okay, I'll go tell my sister."

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When Ting Zhaodi heard that Ting Sili asked for the key, she was surprised and speechless, "Why are you going to the backyard?"

Ting Si Li smiled flatteringly, "Sister, I thought you were going to take care of grandma later, I was afraid that you would be too busy, so I could help you."

Mother Ting, who was sitting and watching TV, interjected, and said unhappily: "Why don't you go there and do something unlucky, don't make trouble for your sister."

Wei Linqiang leaned close to Luo Jiang's mouth and bit her ear, "It's bad luck for a son to go, and it's not bad luck for a daughter to go, good reason."

Luo Jiang didn't speak. She came here to see Ting Zhaodi's attitude. She always felt that Ting Zhaodi was hiding something.

Ting Sili ran to Mother Ting's side and acted like a baby, "Mom, why don't you just let me go, I just want to help out and say I'm here to take care of grandma, but I'm always idle like a useless wreck."

Mother Ting saw the admiration in her son's eyes, and couldn't help but rubbed his head, "You boy, didn't you swear that you would never act like a baby with me after you were 15 years old, saying that you are not manly, but... Listen to mom, don't go, you just came back today, take a good rest, there will be plenty of time to help later."

Ting Siri continued to hug Tingmu's waist, "Mom, mom. Mommy, please."

Wei Linqiang covered her face, unable to bear to watch a big man acting like a baby.

An unknown emotion welled up in Luo Jiang's heart. If there hadn't been that prophecy, if Luo Yunsang hadn't been sick, would she have grown up under the care of her mother, would she have hugged her like Ting Sili behave in a spoiled manner.

While she was thinking about this question, Ting Siri had successfully obtained the key.

"Let's go."

Luo Jiang nodded: "Yes."

When Wei Linqiang heard this unemotional um, she inexplicably felt that Luo Jiang seemed a little unhappy, but she couldn't say where she was unhappy.

Chapter 105 The Crazy Second Aunt

If the front yard is full of peanut trees and the grass grows, the backyard is chaotic and desolate, with the atmosphere of a haunted house. When the family was doing fabric business in the early years, the dyeing workshop was in the backyard, and the clothes hanged on the drying racks were corroded by time. Tattered strips of cloth.Next to the dye vat, there is still a pile of lime sticking together.