The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

If such a joke is made, and if Xie Yinlou is forced to marry a wife in the heat of filial piety, neither the same clan nor the grandfather's family will have this face.

Everyone looked embarrassed, and it seemed that they couldn't stay in the spirit shed.

Only then did Xie Qingyao's tense heartstrings relax, and his palms were full of wet sweat.

It was pouring rain outside, and the wind and rain poured in from the door, blowing the white flags in the mourning hall swaying.

The unique smell of burning paper fills the mourning hall, and the smell seems to be stronger.

Everyone found an excuse to leave the mourning hall in a hurry, and in the blink of an eye, only the Xie family brothers and sisters and Jiang Si were left in the mourning hall.

In such a heavy rain, the guests of condolence will not come, and there is temporary tranquility in the mourning hall.

Xie Qingyao looked at his brother, and tears rolled down his cheeks.

Xie Yinlou silently put his hand on Xie Qingyao's shoulder, and there was warmth in his eyes.

Seeing that the two brothers and sisters had something to say, Jiang Xian said with interest, "Qingyao, I'll go back to the house first."

Xie Qingyao grabbed Jiang Si's wrist: "Asi, how did you do it?"

"what?"

Xie Qingyao couldn't hide his excitement: "The sky is thundering, how did you do it?"

Jiang Si looked strange: "Qing Yao, did you misunderstand something?"

Xie Qingyao quickly glanced at Xie Yinlou, and suddenly thought that his friend should be reluctant to reveal this amazing ability in front of his brother, and said with a straight face: "I'm joking. Brother, I'll accompany Asi back to the room first, and come back later. ."

Xie Yinlou looked at Xie Qingyao, and then at Jiang Si, knowing that the two of them had something to hide from him, but he didn't force it, and nodded slightly.

Xie Qingyao took Jiang Si back to the house, closed the door, and couldn't wait to ask, "Asi, now you can talk."

"say what?"

"Are you able to use fairy magic to make Mr. Thunder listen to your orders?" Xie Qingyao's eyes were bright, and the whole person was excited.

Jiang Si suddenly felt a little headache.

Xie Qingyao squeezed Jiang Si's hand with regret: "Asi, just now you should have asked Lei Gong to slash them hard. You don't need to kill them, just half-kill them to teach you a lesson."

Jiang Si hurriedly stopped Xie Qingyao's wild thoughts: "Qingyao, you think too much, how can I have such a skill."

If she could really order Mr. Lei and Dianmu, there would be too many people she wanted to kill, and Mrs. Lei and Dianma would probably be too busy.

"But you said before that when you heard your cough, you asked them to swear in front of my parents' spirits, but as soon as they swore they were struck by lightning."

Jiang Si looked at the sky through the window and revealed a bit of the truth: "Because the clouds in the sky can speak."

Xie Qingyao looked blank: "Asi, I don't understand what you mean. How can Yun speak? Where did you learn this?"

Jiang Si laughed at himself: "It's more unfortunate, there will always be some opportunities, and these will not be mentioned. In short, you know that these have nothing to do with the power of ghosts and gods, and you can't help you attract thunder to them. But I see it this way. , Brother Xie's marriage, they have no face to interfere."

Xie Qingyao is not a stubborn person. Hearing Jiang Si's words, he didn't ask any further questions, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "If they want to intervene again, my eldest brother doesn't have to worry about anything. Dirty mind."

Xie Qingyao said that tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes: "Asi, thanks to you, otherwise my eldest brother and I wouldn't know what it would be like to be forced by them."

Those high-stakes families are usually beautiful, but once the pillars of the family collapse, I don't know how many are sucked and eaten by relatives for various high-sounding reasons. Xie Qingyao has heard of it no matter how naive.

Jiang Si felt ashamed in her heart, and did not dare to accept this gratitude, and said frankly: "You don't blame me for being so talkative that day, I am already very ashamed. Qingyao, relax, no matter how difficult it is, it will pass."

Xie Qingyao nodded slowly.

The eight uncles and eight aunts returned to the temporary residence, and the atmosphere was even lower than the storm outside.

As soon as the servant who brought the two over with an umbrella left, Uncle Eight rushed in front of Aunt Eight, grabbed the front of her dress and slapped her in the face: "Stupid lady, are you crazy today?"

Aunt Eight screamed,

Reaching out his hand to grab Uncle Eight's face: "You're crazy! It's you who made me stand out. I'm going to be struck by lightning, and you still have the face to teach me!"

A woman's madness is no less than a man's strength. Uncle Eight dodges from side to side, but Aunt Eight still grabs a spot on his face.

The burning feeling hit, Uncle Eight covered his face, raised his foot and kicked Aunt Eight over, and said angrily, "Grab my face, are you afraid that others will not see our jokes?"

The Eighth Aunt felt aggrieved: "You kicked and beat me first! How can I go crazy, didn't you see that it was dark as soon as I swore in the mourning hall, and then a thunder fell on my side. It's not that I am blessed with great luck, then Lei will definitely fall on him!"

"What nonsense, it's just a coincidence."

"By chance?" Aunt Eight's voice was high, "How could it be by chance? That short-lived ghost of Fifth Sister-in-law came to ask for my life, didn't you see it?"

The "fifth sister-in-law" in the mouth of the eight aunts is Mrs. Yongchangbo, who ranks fifth in the clan.

Uncle Eight looked even more strangely at Aunt Eight: "Are you really crazy? I didn't see anything."

The eighth aunt was stunned, and suddenly grabbed the eighth uncle's wrist: "Didn't you see the fifth sister-in-law suddenly appear in the mourning hall with blood?"

The eighth uncle shook off the eighth aunt's hand, although he felt that the stupid woman was talking nonsense, but his heart was also full of hair, and he said annoyed: "It was dark at that time, and there were lightning and thunder outside, where is the fifth sister-in-law? She is not lying down. In the coffin. Then you suddenly went crazy, said so many shameful things, and you screwed up today."

"Impossible!" Aunt Eight looked excited. "She was standing behind me and strangled my neck. If I didn't tell the truth, she would strangle me! Old man, didn't you see that?"

"No!"

The eighth aunt was stunned, and suddenly beat the eighth uncle like crazy: "It's all you, you insisted on me being in the front, and as a result, I was stared at by the short-lived ghost of the fifth sister-in-law. What do you think of this!"

Eighth Uncle pushed Eighth Aunt: "Okay, don't be crazy, you must have been hysterical at the time. If a ghost really pokes you, there won't be any marks on your neck?"

Aunt Eight was stunned, and soon woke up like a dream. She rushed to the mirror and carefully examined her neck.

There was a smooth one, no traces whatsoever.

Aunt Eight took two steps back, her spirit suddenly relaxed and she felt a sense of prostration: "Is it really my hysteria?"

"if not?"

Aunt Eight's relaxed expression suddenly became stagnant: "No, if I am hysterical, why is Zhang's uncle and wife also hysterical?"

The eighth uncle beat a drum in his heart, and said with disapproval: "The woman's house is timid, and suddenly the thunder was in the mourning hall again, and she was frightened. Don't think about these things, how can you fix this mess?"