A quarter of an hour later, Rong Nan and Jian Fan appeared in the eastern suburbs again.
The eastern suburbs are actually very wide, including more than just Chen Township, and they are currently standing by the Qingshui River.
"This is the old site of Qingshui County, which was the administrative center of this area in ancient times.
The Baihua Tower bloomed here and was defeated here.
Zhu Sanniang's flower boat is also here."
Rong Nan pointed to a dilapidated signboard by the stream, vaguely With the word Baihualou, it can be regarded as an ancient antique.
Jian Fan didn't want to look at Baihua Tower.
She took a position, made a fist with her left hand, and wrapped her watch in her palm.
Soon, a burst of anger rose from Zhou Tiansheng's watch and went straight to the backyard, like a puppy finding its owner.
"It looks like it's in the backyard."
Jian Fan nodded towards Rong Nan, and they were standing in the backyard in the blink of an eye.
The vast backyard was overgrown with weeds and full of small puddles.
The color of the water was strange, with a permeating coolness.
The stone slabs were covered with green moss, and there were one or two small insects crawling across them. trace.
Although the prosperity of that year can be vaguely seen, it is more dilapidated and decadent.
This doesn't look like a place to hide people at all.
After all, Zhu Sanniang seems to attach great importance to Zhou Tiansheng, leaving people here for a long time, even if they don't die, they will be useless.
But the excitement and anger actually circulated in the yard and never moved again.
Jian Fan sighed.
It's difficult for him.
Only she, a younger brother, has to go to the area where the anger is most concentrated.
It's very tiring.
Her thoughts were distracted, and she didn't pay attention, and her feet slipped.
With this slip, she fell headfirst, her expression still dull.
"Holy shit, Ananda."
By the time Jian Fan reacted, it was already too late to save himself.
She hurriedly called out Rong Nan, who was squinting her eyes and sipping wine, looking unusually idle, feeling angry and aggrieved.
Soon after, Jian Fan's head was about to hit the ground and bloom when a gust of cold wind enveloped her whole body.
The cold wind blew against her little face, which was extremely uncomfortable.
And her eyes saw the dark earth, and her nose smelled the smell of wet and smelly mud and a person lying down.
"So it's here."
Jian Fan pursed her lips.
She exerted force on her waist, and her two long legs flipped 180 degrees in the air and landed perfectly.
The clean shoe uppers smoothly stepped into the soft and wet mud, and she stepped back onto the ground again.
Colored.
Tian Jianfan looked above her head sadly.
The grass covered the well mouth and even the light.
She found Zhou Tiansheng, but she fell into the well where many people were said to have drowned.
She was so cold and heartbroken.
How could Zhu Sanniang put people in the well where she and her son drowned?
There should be no answer for this kind of thing in Simplified and Traditional Chinese.
"Ananda, help me get the person up."
Jian Fan took out a long rope from his small bag and worked hard for a long time.
With Rong Nan's silent help, he finally got himself out of the well.
She is dirty and it is difficult for her to be clean.
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Rong Nan exaggeratedly stepped back a few meters and covered his nose.
What made Jian Fan even more sad was that he also covered the wine glass.
"Xiao Fanfan, I'm a ghost.
Apart from your collar, who else can I touch?
Just work harder."
He looked sincere, and in Jian Fan's eyes, all the black water in his belly was reflected in this.
In his weird smile, it looked like a piece of black coal that was black from the inside out.
In the end, Jian Fan still used two talismans and put in a lot of effort to send Zhou Tiansheng all the way back to Zhou's home.
Floating back and forth When Jian Fan came out of Zhou's house, she held a bottle of exquisitely packaged peach blossom wine in her hand.
She sighed as she walked away, not sure if it was joy or hesitation.
She sent Zhou Tiansheng back to the Zhou family.
Although he was in a vegetative state, the Zhou family and his wife were so grateful to her that they almost gave her the entire wine in the store.
Jian Fan thought of his own words, "Zhou Tiansheng's soul has been gone for many years.
Even if he has some remaining life, it can only be a vegetative life.
I give you two choices.
The first is to donate your life.
As the name suggests, it establishes a blessing.
In the past and present life, I There will be no further explanation; secondly, let him stay with you as a living dead until the end of his life."
She has met many such people, who are dying for one reason or another, and the relatives of the people she has met have all chosen the second option, and the Zhou couple are no exception.
Aunt Zhou's caring attitude towards her son lingered in her heart.
The other two people also ended up where they were.
The Qizhuang commission came to an end.
It's finally time to go back.
It was still broad daylight when she came out, and the snow was falling heavily.
The snow in the south was lingering and decisive, beautiful and short-lived.
Before she had time to watch it, it became dark and the snow stopped.
Without the heavy snow, only the cold wind was howling.
Although I was dressed thickly, my kneecaps felt like they were about to break.
It was simply torture.
"Xiao Fanfan."
A crisp call came from behind.
Jian Fan turned around, and a white and tender ball flew towards her with mist.
"Oh my god, Ananda, you want to kill me."
Jian Fan stared at her, and the heat of the little ball made her palms hurt.
She curled her lips and screamed in grievance, as if she wanted to break down the depression and pain of the past few days.
All unhappiness is vented through tolerance.
Rong Nan rarely retorted, but instead there was a hint of anger hovering on his handsome face, so gloomy that Jian Fan shrank his neck.
His throat moved slightly, and his pleasant voice was deliberately low, "Xiao Fanfan, please see clearly what that is."
When Jian Fan realized it, she didn't dare to look at it openly, so she had to secretly glance at the "hidden weapon" in the palm of her hand, a peeled, hot, slippery egg.
The corner of her mouth twitched, and she probably knew what Rong Rong was doing. .
Her diet is often irregular, not to the point where her stomach is broken, but it's not far off.
Every time he didn't eat on time, Ananda always had this dark face.
He was angry that she didn't take good care of him, and he was angry that he didn't take good care of her.
These are difficult to say personally.
Why did she feel that Ananda was so cute?
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She couldn't praise this narcissistic and stingy old man like that, huh.
"Breakfast, now you have to take care of it."
Rong Nan's tone was not good at all.
It was firm and a bit commanding, but it made Jian Fan lower his head in embarrassment.
Could it be that Ananda also said that only women and villains are difficult to raise, and even more so ladies?
Oops, I feel a little shy and guilty.
It seems that Ananda had placed this egg next to him in the morning and heated it for free.
"Ananda, I'm sorry, I didn't see clearly."
Jian Fan jumped to Rong Nang's side step by step, raised his head and the tip of his nose was red, his two big eyes were watery, like a cute little rabbit, he didn't dare to Look at the already dark sky.
She waved the egg in her hand at Rong Nan, expressing her extreme sincerity, then lifted it up and put it in her mouth.
"Wait a minute."
Rong Nan pulled up Jian Fan's collar, patted the egg in her hand, set up a barrier to block the wind, and quickly walked towards an inn.
"Your dirty paws are enough to bite you.
My secret crush doesn't have to be so obvious."
These paws have caught countless dirty things since the morning, and they just touched a man.
Thanks to this stinky girl, she didn't dislike him at all.
Does she still want to be healthy?
He was thinking about his wife with such a scumbag constitution.
Facts have proved that we mortals have no chance to guess the thoughts of the tolerant old ghost.
Jian Fan said that her heart was broken at this moment.
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Xiao Fanfan: Let me eat enough at one time Ananda: Exactly.
Xiao Fanfan: I love him, he eats and drinks the craziest way Ananda: Are you okay?
Xiao Fanfan: In every street and alley, in everyone's bowl, the first thing they say when they stretch out their chopsticks is, eat quickly, eat quickly.
Ananda: Madam, are you serious?
Xiao Fanfan Zui g: Eat quickly, eat quickly, eat quickly, eat quickly Ananda: I will fulfill your New Year's wish.
Ananda: Everyone, I dragged this woman away, you’re welcome
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