My Koi Sister is Three and a Half Years Old

What are the effects of taking the second generation Golden Lotus?

Suisui didn't tell them either.

Because she doesn't know either.

She had never eaten anything so bad.

Suisui also generously gave one to each family member. The three brothers and Jiajia trembled holding the golden lotus in their hands.

Does this mean that you have to take a pious bath, burn incense, and purify your hands before you can eat it?

Otherwise it is blasphemy!

But Suisui didn't give them time to think about it, turned around and went into the house to sleep.

She only bathed the phoenix eggs and added some more chili pepper.

The women at home and An An had already eaten lotus seeds and fell asleep.

Yanchuan Yanlang looked at each other but didn't eat.

Tonight, the whole village fell into a deep sleep, and they had to concentrate on their duties.

Only Jiajia and Yan Ming were allowed to swallow the golden lotus, and then they stepped on the snow and went out.

Today, I was so shocked by my sister that my whole body was numb, and it still felt like a dream.

Yan Lang was silent for a long time, and when he was about to separate from his eldest brother, he suddenly said: "Brother, after you take the imperial examination, I want to join the army."

There was a certain determination in Yan Lang's eyes. The thirteen-year-old boy had grown up before he knew it.

"Brother, I'll leave this family to you for now. Suisui..." Without a backstage, how can we protect her?

Their sister is more powerful than imagined.

Her abilities are more incredible than those blessings in the capital.

If one day they can't hide it, at least they have to keep their sister safe and escape.

Besides, Suisui was abandoned and sent to the countryside.

The high status of Suisui's original family can be seen from the grandmother's dress and posture.

I'm afraid it's a famous noble.

But they don't like Suisui.

This is a knife hanging over the head.

What should they do if Suisui's ability is exposed, or if they regret taking Suisui away?

Yan Chuan's eyes flashed with awe.

"Leave it to me at home. Suisui is young. This matter must not be leaked out until she grows up."

Now the villagers only guessed that Suisui was lucky and prosperous, so the whole village was relatively safe.

…………

Wangjiacun was silent all night.

On the second day, it was not until three o'clock in the morning that the villagers slowly woke up.

Suisui was holding a big chicken leg in her left hand and hot milk tea in her right hand, drinking it slurpingly.

"Who is that somersaulter?" The village seemed to be particularly lively, and there was something wrong with everyone's energy.

Wang Youcai's face flushed with excitement, and he rushed towards Suisui...

There was a snap.

Kowtowed.

"My ancestor, you ask who that is? That's Old Mrs. Wang, whose final day is approaching. He said he couldn't last two days. When he came to kowtow to you yesterday, he gave out more air and took in less air. This morning Let’s do twenty somersaults together!” Wang Youcai slapped his thigh excitedly.

Wang Youcai woke up this morning feeling refreshed. He felt as if he had eaten ten cows and was exhausted.

"Has your white hair fallen out?" Suisui looked at him in surprise.

"It's gone. It's back to black." Wang Youcai was shocked. He was afraid he had eaten something terrible yesterday.

"What did you dream about yesterday?"

As soon as they heard the little village chief's question, the villagers came running up chirping: "I dreamed about Guanyin Bodhisattva!!!"

"I also dreamed of Guanyin Bodhisattva!!"

Everyone was stunned?

"Has everyone dreamed of Bodhisattva?" Wang Youcai asked loudly.

"No, I dreamed of a dog...it looked majestic and could talk. It just had a bald patch on the back of its head, as if it had been grabbed by someone."

"I dreamed about a Bodhisattva wearing shoes. He looked like a barefooted immortal, but he was wearing shoes. There was also a bright red flower on the shoes?"

"I dreamed about a dragon without horns..." Wang Youcai said faintly. The dragon looked at him and didn't speak. It just cried and kept crying.

"Me? The Lord of Hell that I dreamed about? It sounds unlucky, but Lord of Hell seems to be very kind and told me thank you for your hard work."

"I dreamed of an old man in red clothes. He was cleaning the thread and crying about the marriage thread...it was such a big mess, it made my head look big."

Everyone said something to each other, and Suisui's eyes widened when she heard it.

"Does everyone dream of gods?"

"That's not all. The gods caressed my head and said I worked hard."

"What exactly are they referring to? Why is it so hard? I can't explain it clearly. It makes people anxious..."

"I don't understand what it means. Anyway, after I slept, all my pain disappeared. Even my presbyopia was cured."

Mr. Wang strode over: "Good girl, good girl! Who dares to oppose you becoming the village chief in the future, unless you step over the old man's body!" Mr. Wang, who was still sick yesterday, was full of anger at this moment.

Everyone wanted to ask where Suisui Golden Lotus came from, but Wang Youcai waved his hand and everyone fell silent instantly.

"Suisui, go ahead and play. Leave the matters here to me." Wang Youcai took everyone directly to the threshing floor.

Suisui didn't know what she said.

Anyway, everyone kept their mouths shut after returning, and no one asked about it, but Wangjiacun's mental outlook seemed to have made a qualitative leap.

They had the same secret, and the refugees at the entrance of the village were directly integrated into Wangjia Village.

He looked at Suisui with particularly respectful eyes.

From time to time, I secretly rejoice, feeling that my village has an invincible treasure.

afternoon.

People came from Juren Village.

It was a man who could speak well in Juren Village. There was a man with a simple and honest face in front of him. The man was dressed in white and seemed to be the son of Village Chief Liu.

"Why are you here? Where is Old Liu? Is your illness feeling better? If you feel better, come to our village for a few drinks." Wang Youcai hurried up to greet him.

A group of people from Juren Village forced a smile and responded, but it was uglier than crying.

Village Chief Liu's son Liu Ping'an knelt in the snow with red eyes.

"Uncle Wang, my father is gone."

Wang Youcai was shocked: "When did it happen?"

Liu Pingan suppressed his sadness: "It's the night of New Year's Eve. I wanted to come earlier to report the funeral, but I can't offend everyone on New Year's Day, so I waited until today to come." Liu Pingan kowtowed to Wang Youcai and Suisui. .

These days, mourning is all about kowtow.

No wonder Juren Village has been extremely quiet these past two days.

It was so quiet that it made people feel uneasy. There was not even a trace of atmosphere or smile during the New Year.

"Why are you suddenly so sick?" Wang Youcai hurriedly helped the man up, dismissed the villagers, and only took Suisui into the house.

Liu Ping'an looked ugly and clenched his fists. The middle-aged man who accompanied him sighed softly.

His eyes were full of embarrassment.

"The village chief was pissed to death."

Wang Youcai was shocked.

"This this……"

"On the night of New Year's Eve, fierce conflicts broke out in the whole village. The younger generation and the older generation almost came to blows..." Liu Ping'an couldn't help but sigh when he thought of that night.

That night Wangjia Village was brightly lit, with lanterns of various colors illuminating the entire night sky, and a night of singing took place on the stage.

The joy and laughter in Wangjia Village was the last straw that broke the fate of Juren Village.