"What's wrong, doctor?
Am I about to give birth?"
Gu Han ignored her and directly took out the Zhang Zhenxie Talisman from his bag and stuck it on Su Anlu's belly.
The eldest lady originally wanted to ridicule Gu Han.
She thought he was a doctor, but she didn't expect that he was a Taoist priest.
Her own mother was killed by a fake Taoist priest using a magic talisman.
But then she saw Su Anlu's belly shriveled up visibly to the naked eye.
"Ah, sister, you are so powerful.
I stopped feeling pain instantly.
You are the birth control charm."
The eldest lady wanted to ridicule, but she could only swallow the words that came to her mouth and immediately diverted her attention.
She felt sorry for this.
My precious daughter-in-law is important.
She is still pregnant with the family's legitimate grandson, so we must not make any mistakes.
"Don't take this talisman off.
I'm going to see the village chief."
It was obvious that the only person in this family who was rational and could speak was the village chief.
It was getting dark at this time, and only one candle was still burning in the hall.
The village chief sat silently at the dining table and smoked a hookah.
His expression might be bored, or melancholy, but in short, it was rendered full in the candlelight.
The orange color of the face and the triangular eyes reflected the light, now empty and lifeless.
"Village Chief."
Gu Han called softly, pulling back the village chief who was lost in memories.
"Oh, Miss Zhang, please take a seat.
How is my unlucky daughter-in-law doing?"
He tapped the hookah cap and ended the puff.
The smell of smoke was still lingering in the room.
"Actually, I'm not a doctor."
Gu Han was struggling, how to tell the village chief tactfully?
You can't just say that your daughter-in-law is pregnant with someone other than a human being, right?
"Well, I know, I don't think the lady looks like a doctor."
I don't know what the village chief thought.
Anyway, he just followed what Gu Han said, which probably made Gu Han even more entangled.
It was not an option to go around like this.
It took half a month for Gu Han to decide to speak, "Actually, your daughter-in-law is carrying something dirty."
"Well," the village chief nodded, his voice extremely deep, "Is my grandson still there?"
"She's not pregnant."
"Okay, it's getting late at night, and I have to go over the mountain to see the project tomorrow.
Miss Zhang, please rest early."
The village chief stood up.
He seemed to be very tired.
He couldn't wait to stretch, opened the door and walked out.
Well, regardless of whether the family members disagree, Gu Han must remove this ghost fetus.
Lu Qiuling, who was leaning in front of the window, saw everything.
He had already noticed that there was something wrong with Su Anlu's stomach during the day.
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If he wanted Gu Han to grow up, he chose to remain silent and let Gu Han face this problem alone. event.
When Gu Han went to Su Anlu's room again, he found that she had already fallen asleep.
The eldest lady thanked her profusely, but Gu Han was too lazy to deal with it.
He closed the door and fell asleep.
He slept until the rooster crowed.
The stove in the village chief's house is burning early in the morning.
The most popular breakfast for farmers is pasta, which is convenient and easy to cook.
With a few poached eggs, a roll of winter lettuce can be served to guests on the table.
Gu Han let out a long yawn and rubbed his eyes.
"Did you not sleep well last night?"
Then she looked up and found everyone at the table looking at her.
"Oh, it's good."
Gu Han blinked his panda eyes.
He hasn't let go of the ghost fetus yet.
It seems that this kid can't wait to be born.
He tried unsuccessfully last night and was suppressed by Gu Han with a magic talisman.
Today, Su Anlu has returned to her previous virtues.
She eats and drinks in bed, and is served by her man Zeng Wenyuan.
After breakfast, the new chief foreman of the project, a short, fat man in his forties with a bald head, arrived belatedly.
Chu Tianqing was too lazy to deal with it.
After breakfast, the group set off to the place where tens of millions of telephone poles needed to be constructed.
Shanghai was the first place to introduce electricity during this period, and subsequent projects in other places also used Shanghai as a template.
The street lights to be built use open enamel iron reflectors.
Most of the light poles are whole square logs, more than ten meters high, and the wood is made of red pine.
Red pine is produced from virgin forests in Western regions and is used as a material for electric wire poles.
It can reach a height of forty meters and has strong corrosion resistance.
It is an excellent material for today's buildings, bridges, sleepers, and furniture.
Each tree weighs hundreds of kilograms, and the workers have to drag, pull, and carry it down from the mountain.
They use the most primitive wooden poles and lifting pulleys to work from early in the morning to late at night.
They are processed and shaped locally, and then coated with anti-corrosion, Moisture-proof, moth-proof and waterproof tung oil and asphalt were then transported to Bailin Town by ship.
Now some of the poles have been transported to the temporary construction site.
Most of the workers on the construction site are Shuimanyuan villagers.
In one of the agreements, they stated that they are only willing to start construction during the day.
It took a group of people half an hour to climb to the top of the mountain.
There was an ancient temple on the top of the mountain, with ruins and dilapidated walls.
It seemed that no monks were practicing here anymore.
As a result, the village chief said that there was a monk Huai'an who was over 100 years old in the temple and was an accomplished monk.
Gu Han thought to himself that this monk Huai'an was also a member of the industry.
Although he had never met him, he should visit him and ask questions after he learned about it.
After passing the ancient temple, we walked down the mountain to the construction site.
There was nothing special about the construction site during the day.
Apart from the equipment all over the ground, the most eye-catching thing was the numerous tombs built behind the mountain, which occupied the entire hillside.
"This is the Feng Shui site of Shuiman Village.
I don't know which dynasty or generation the oldest tomb was built in.
Everyone who died in the village will be buried here."
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It's no wonder that the villagers wanted to start the construction during the day.
After all, the project had to pass through Yinzhai Slope.
The deceased was the deceased and it was also the territory of the ancestors, so they had to be cautious.
However, the previous chief foreman refused to listen to the advice, and was eager for quick success and wanted to finish the work earlier, so he chose to start work late at night.
This offended the ancestors of Shui Man's Zeng family, and he died tragically.
The body of the former foreman was parked on the construction site, and was saved by the only Duanpo Zeng Sanpo in her seventies who recited sutras.
The two parties met and took their seats in the foreman's office.
Zeng Sanpo's voice was a little trembling, and she was leaning on the faucet crutch, which seemed to be quite strenuous, "He, he offended the ancestors, and his soul was taken away.
The old woman has no ability and cannot bring her back."
"It doesn't matter, I can recruit her back if I can.
Get two oceans for the aunt."
After he understood everything that needed to be known, and couldn't get any useful information out of Zeng Sanpo's mouth, Chu Tianqing couldn't wait to send the old woman away.
"Gu Han, what do you want to do?"
Several men looked at her at the same time.
Their eyes were full of trust, which made Gu Han's heart warm.
"Tonight we will start the ritual of summoning spirits.
Grandma Zeng has already found a ghost house for the former foreman.
She will bury the body tomorrow."
The new foreman, who had not spoken for a long time, glanced at Gu Han all the time.
This girl, Shuiling, was actually a Duanpo who knew nothing about the world.
Gu Han smiled.
She couldn't see the only unsociable look in the room.
She looked at him again and again and dug his eyes out
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