"Did anyone else see her at that time?"
"Probably not.
My bees are very powerful.
Several people have been stung, and I even compensated them.
I also gave them the latest honeysuckle honey.
When others saw their miserable condition, they didn't dare to walk around.
I read the book 1k" "Where did you see her doing this and when?"
"That was the night when Qiao Yishui's fucking grave was dug.
She told the person who dug the grave that the family had no queen and was not popular, so no one would care if it was dug."
The grave of Qiao Yishui, mother and son was not far from the Qiao family cemetery, so it was not surprising that Lao Ding overheard the conversation.
"Then, when will you see her again?"
"I saw her every day, mostly in the middle of the night.
She didn't show up during the day for about half a month, and then I didn't see her again."
"How do you know it's her people who are stepping over there?"
"Haha, boss, I have been dealing with her for a long time, and the original old man is among the people who stepped in."
"You continue to stare over there, and I will handle the rest."
Xu Xiang took the honey from Lao Ding's hand, and took a few bottles from the tool box, and paid for Lao Ding: "Just put the prescription you want to change inside, and change the prescription again after a month, when the body is well recovered.
Let me remove the scar for you.”
Old Ding took the money and smiled bitterly: "It's useless if you don't remove the scars.
Even if you turn me into a flower, I'll still be a bunch of shit inside."
Xu Xiang made a rare joke with him: "Dog shit has its uses.
I'll give you a new job in a few days.
You won't be exposed to the wind or the sun.
Maybe you can really turn into a flower."
"A dog's tail flower."
Lao Ding laughed at himself.
His already wretched face looked even more miserable.
"It's really a dog-tailed flower," Xu Xiang was not joking this time.
"I'll make some ointment for you.
You can apply it on your face first."
Old Ding was already not very good looking, and with the addition of large and small scars, Old Ding's appearance was a bit distorted.
Even if they found other jobs for him, people might not be willing to hire him.
Yikanshu The ointment Xuxiang wants to prepare is equivalent to the concealing ointment in cosmetics.
It can cover blemishes appropriately, but his ointment is not just for covering up, it also has the effect of removing scars.
After using it for a period of time, the covered blemishes will really disappear.
Ge Kailin once joked that if she sold Xuxiang's scar removal formula, she would definitely make a lot of money.
Old Ding didn't care: "It's up to you.
Live for my sake.
There's not much hope.
You can make me whatever you want."
He found a bag to put the honey in for Xuxiang and concentrated on pouring the honey.
Xuxiang carried the honey back to Ge Kailin's house.
He was the only one in the room.
He made several calls on his mobile phone and went out.
Only then did Xu Xiang carry the remaining honey back to Xujiabao.
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When Mrs.
Xi heard that she was warming up the house for Ge Kailin, she was as happy as if she was planning a wedding for Xu Xiang and Ge Kailin.
What Zhang Huiling is most concerned about is how Xu Xinfeng is doing.
During the time Xu Xinfeng left her, she felt empty and empty.
I heard that Xu Xinfeng could cook.
Zhang Huiling's reaction was not to be happy for Xu Xinfeng, but to shed tears.
My son, who was reluctant to even wash the dishes at home, actually knew how to cook for himself.
This must have been a lot of suffering.
Xu Xiangyang opened his mouth and said cheerfully: "It's great if my husband knows how to cook.
I can cook whatever I want without having to be angry with my wife."
"Are you angry with me?"
Zhang Huiling glared.
"I mean, a man can serve his wife better if he knows how to cook," Xu Xiangyang immediately changed his mind, "Just like you, you are pregnant and greedy, and I can cook whatever you want. " Zhang Huiling burst into tears again: "Is the son I raised just to serve others?"
"No, it's to make a thoughtful little cotton-padded jacket for a mother like you," Xu Xiangyang changed his words quickly, "That's what I call comforting."
This time Zhang Huiling was still not happy: "The sweet little cotton-padded jacket is for the daughter.
Xinwa is a boy, not a girl.
I want to read a book."
Xu Xiangyang smiled playfully; "Yes, it's about a girl.
If you want to have a girl so much, the one in your belly must be a girl."
He is simply an ever-changing King Kong.
No matter what Zhang Huiling says, he can't stop him and makes Zhang Huiling laugh out loud.
Pregnant women are often spoiled by their husbands.
Xu Xiang looked a little envious.
He and Ge Kailin would get married in the future, and he didn't know how they would get along with each other.
Old Mrs.
Xi was already busy packing her things.
Xuxiang was not in a hurry: "Grandma, if you want to take the train, you have to go to Linqu.
I haven't bought a ticket yet.
If you want to take the bus, it's getting late now.
We just went to Woshui, to the province."
There are no longer long-distance buses.
Let’s go to Woshui and take the bus early tomorrow.”
Old Mrs.
Xun complained: "You kid, you really forgot about your grandma when you got a wife.
When you go home, you go back to your father-in-law's house first.
If you had gone back to our house first, I would have been sitting in Kailin's room right now."
Xu Xiangyang exclaimed: "It's true, you are a typical kind of person who forgets your mother after marrying your daughter-in-law.
It's not a big deal yet, and you are just looking for your future husband's family.
If you get married, do you still remember that there is such a person at home?
Grandma?"
Anyway, he doesn't have a father-in-law, so he can talk as much as he likes.
He is annoyed by his mother and wife every day.
Now he finally has someone he can use to entertain himself, so he doesn't have to use it in vain.
When he said this, Mrs.
Xi's face became even longer.
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She picked up the broom and wanted to hit someone, but she couldn't bear to hit her grandson.
Xu Xiangyang became the scapegoat.
A lump from the broom hit Xu Xiangyang.
Xu Xiangyang groaned and grimaced: "Why am I so miserable?
I have to be beaten by my mother when I fight for my mother's injustice."
Mrs.
Xun said happily: "It's been a long time since I hit someone with a broomstick.
I didn't expect my accuracy to be so good."
She used her old son as a target for practice, and she couldn't see yet.
This time it was Xuxiang's turn to make a fuss.
He picked up the broomstick from the ground and handed it to the old lady Xun: "Grandma, throw another one.
I didn't even see it clearly just now."
Xu Xiangyang glared, but did not go away.
He stood there resignedly and acted as a target.
He picked up the broomsticks and handed them back to his mother, and then they were hit.
The mother and son were having fun, and Xu Xiang checked Zhang Huiling's pulse: "Auntie's body is strong and her pulse is better than that of young people, but just looking at the pulse is still not enough.
It is better to go to the hospital for an ultrasound, which can visually see the development of the fetus.
There are some things I can’t see.”
Zhang Huiling shook her head without thinking: "I'm not going, I'm just staying at home and not going anywhere."
Xu Xiangyang caught the broom stick thrown by the old lady Xi: "Xiangwa said that your pulse is better than that of young people, so there is nothing to be afraid of."
Zhang Huiling still shook her head: "I won't go, what if I can't come back?"
"Nonsense," Old Mrs.
Xi scolded, "It's just a physical check-up, how can you come up with so many thoughts?"
"Mom, I won't go.
I won't go anywhere in the village."
Zhang Huiling burst into tears.
She glared at Xuxiang, as if Xuxiang was an evil spirit who wanted to take away her home.
It has become Zhang Huiling's instinct to be afraid of dying outside, even if her memory of the past is incomplete.
"Okay, okay, we're not going anywhere, we're just at home."
Xu Xiangyang put the broomstick into Xu Xiang's hand, hugged Zhang Huiling and coaxed him, while a big hand flew along Zhang Huiling's spine.
This was a massage method that Xu Xiang taught him to calm his nerves, and he had already mastered it on Zhang Huiling.
Zhang Huiling slowly calmed down, and Yu Xu Xiangyang accompanied him back to his room.
Xu Xiang helped the old lady sit down on the kang and sat down himself: "Grandma, can I sleep on your kang for a while?"
He hadn't closed his eyes since last night, and his mind was a little confused.
Originally, he should have gone to sleep in Xu Xinfeng's room, but Zhang Huiling's reaction was too great, and he didn't want to cause trouble.
"Okay, why not?
You slept on grandma's kang when you were a child."
Old Mrs.
Xun turned around and climbed onto the kang, groping for the quilt.
He said with a smile: "When you were a child, you couldn't see, but you were very flexible.
You were a little bit big, and you could do everything by yourself."
She babbled a lot, never mentioning Xu Nie and Xu Xinyu.
Xu Xinfeng was even more of an outsider to her, and the only grandson in her memory was Xu Xiang.
Xu Xiang let Mrs.
Xi spread the quilt for him, pulled him to sleep, and fumbled to cover him with the quilt.
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My eyes are a little sore.
Unexpectedly, he, who had struggled to support himself since childhood, would sometimes be favored alone.
After putting Xu Xiang to sleep, the old lady lay beside Xu Xiang, turning sideways and facing Xu Xiang.
She patted Xu Xiang's arm gently and hummed a song with an unintelligible melody in her throat, just like coaxing Xu Xiang when she was a child.
The same thing happens when Xiang is sleeping.
Xu Xiang couldn't hold back his tears anymore, and his nose was a little blocked, but he still had to hold it in to prevent Mrs.
Xi from hearing anything was wrong.
Under the caress of the old lady Xi, Xu Xiang gradually relaxed completely and fell into a deep sleep.
The hand that old lady Xi patted him was still on his arm, and she fell asleep.
Xu Xiangyang crept in, covered his mother with a quilt, and crept out again.
His eyes were filled with tears, and he stood in the courtyard for a long time without moving.
Xu Xiang woke up in the middle of the night.
Old Mrs.
Xi was still sleeping next to him, turning to the other side and snoring slightly.
Xu Xiangyang snored loudly in the room, and the couple slept soundly.
Xuxiang left the house and jumped out of the wall.
When he arrived at the Qiao family cemetery, he did not take the overgrown road leading to the cemetery, but jumped down from the place where Lao Ding said he saw Gao Liuzhi.
The cemetery was quiet with no sound of anyone, and Xu Xiang found the location of the tomb where he had hidden.
The exit was covered with new soil, so it must have been disturbed.
Pulling out of the cave entrance, Xu Xiang got in.
Sure enough, there were traces of someone living inside, and there was also a slight smell of powder.
It seems that Gao Liuzhi is very nostalgic for this place and even lives alone in the tomb kiln.
She stayed day and night, so no wonder he couldn't find any trace of her when he first came back.
It turned out that she had been living a life where day and night were reversed.
Xu Xiang stayed in the tomb for a while longer, wiping out his traces as he retreated.
He covered the entrance of the cave again and made it look like he had been scratched by a small animal.
Once Gao Liuzhi came back and saw the changes, he would also Not easily suspicious
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