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from Aunt Li's face, Yang Zimei was bullied by villagers for her husband's early death, just like before in her family.

"This I'm absolutely sure The village head clapped his chest.

"If you stand on the distant hill overlooking Lijia village, you will find that the nine hills extending from the village in all directions are like nine dragon dragons. At the same time, you can set up a Wenchang Pavilion here to lock the spirit of Jiaolong and let it accept the education of emperor Wenchang. Then, the descendants of the village will surely have a prosperous literary career and a high academic level, and you are about to take the college entrance examination Their third son will be the first beneficiary. "

Yang Zimei said.

As soon as the village head heard this, he was overjoyed. He quickly expressed his thanks and ran back to the village to prepare for the establishment of Wenchang Pavilion.

"Sister, I'm so hungry."

Xiaoqian suddenly pathetic way, "am I going to suckle?"

Yang Zimei sweat ran, "but I have no milk for you to eat."

"Sister, you can buy me milk powder." Xiao Qian Han ran called.

"Zhenzi, there's a shop there. Go and buy a can of baby milk powder."

Yang Zimei had to send Zhenzi to work again.

"Yes, master."

Zhenzi quickly runs to the shop.

Looking at Zhenzi's industrious back, Yang Zimei said with a smile to Yu Qing, who had been silent all the time: "master, thanks to you for letting me take Zhenzi back that day. It's really much easier to have an all-round maid."

"Well."

Jade Qing slightly nodded, eyes fell on the body of small thousand.

Xiao Qian felt that Taoist priest Yuqing looked at him like a poisonous snake, full of resentment.

If I knew this, I would not be attached to the body. Let him do something about Yin and Yang Zihe.

"Master, do you resent that I didn't let you get the Yinyang Zihe cart?"

Yang Zimei also found Yuqing's cruel eyes on Xiaoqian, and asked with a heavy heart.

"No

Yu Qing took her eyes back from her small body, "it's just a little bit regretful."

"Master, you will never regret anything. Why are you so upset about the Yinyang Ziheche this time? It's just a legend that it can communicate with the underworld. What's more, it's nothing to communicate with the underworld. I can always talk to ghosts. "

Yang Zimei regretted.

"The communication between the underworld and ghosts is not the same." Yu Qing looked at her and said, "aren't you always afraid that my deadline has passed? With the Yin and Yang Zihe car that can communicate with the underworld, even if I leave, it is equivalent to not leaving. You can still find me and see me at any time

"So..."

Yang Zimei's heart beat up.

Yes, she was always afraid that the master would leave forever. She was afraid that she would never see his voice and face again. She was afraid that she could not hear him calling her Niuniu lovingly.

If there is no boundary between yin and Yang, then these fears will not exist.

"Sister, you don't want to kill me and take my body again?"

Always get along with, Xiaoqian and her, have long had the feeling of spiritual communication, see her eyes appear a touch of regret, nervous ask.

"How could that be possible? Even if you are killed, this body is no longer able to do the Yin and Yang Zihe Yang Zimei patted his body and comforted him, "don't worry, my sister will let you grow up well."

"Thank you, sister. I love my sister most." Xiao Qian curled up in her arms, closed her eyes and went to sleep.

Looking at Xiaoqian's tender face in her arms, a mother's nature surged up from her heart, and a gentle smile rippled from her lips.

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