The Koi Boss Has Grown Up Through the Ages

　　 Li Jin looked at the mud ball in Wang Xiaoming's hands. He really didn't understand that a mud ball could be called a mud horse. Apart from the four legs, he could not tell whether the mud ball was any kind of creature.

　　 Wang Xiaoming’s eyes were full of expectations. Li Jin couldn’t bear to break the self-esteem of a child and praised Wang Xiaoming’s mud horse as a horse, but she wouldn’t be able to do any mud horse magic.

　　 "Oh, you have something that won't change, too!"

　　 Wang Xiaoming retracted the mud ball in disappointment and ran to find his grandmother.

　　 Looking at Wang Xiaoming's awkwardly leaving back, Li Jin began to suspect that Wang Xiaoming had not seen a horse. Based on her observation of Kaoshan Village in the past few days, Kaoshan Village didn't even have a farming cow, let alone a horse pulling a cart.

　　 It is estimated that Wang Xiaoming read a vague little book, and thought he was shaped like a horse!

　　 "Jiaojiao."

　　 Hearing Qian Lijuan's call, Li Jin bumped into the house.

　　 Qian Lijuan had already applied the earthen medicine, and her frowning brows deepened. She called Jiaojiao to come over, wanting to confirm whether Jiaojiao was injured. After all, Xiao Jiaojiao was caught by the mad woman for a long time, and it was impossible for a few uncles to examine too carefully.

　　 Fumbled by the mother's soft palms, Li Jin's face is red with red ears, and her small body squats several times, not wanting to be searched for by her mother.

"Fortunately, I was not frightened, and I don't know what the lunatic wanted to do. The two cousins ​​from the second aunt's house were captured before, although they were also snatched back unscathed, but the two cousins ​​were frightened and kept crying. It took a long time for it to slowly return to normal..."

　　 Even though Xiao Jiaojiao was the only one in the room, Qian Lijuan couldn't help but mutter.

Qian Lijuan was no less frightened that day than Jiaojiao. If Xiao Jiaojiao was really miserable by a mad woman and betrayed her benefactor’s entrustment, she would have any face to live, even in another world, she would have no face. Go see Jiaojiao's mother!

　　 Li Jin lowered his eyebrows and listened to Qian Lijuan's nagging, when Wang Guizhen led Mrs. Qin back.

"Let your four and five pick up the yard of the old Ding’s house, take a tin bucket from your house, burn the yellow paper that I brought with you at night, and see if there are any white candles in your house. I don’t have to hurry up and ask someone to buy a few of them..."

　　 "I will ask Daguo to go out and buy it right away."

　　 Wang Guizhen called to the eldest son outside the door.

　　 Qian Liguo just took a shower and changed into clean clothes, and he ran out of the house immediately after his mother told him.

　　 Old lady Qin said again:

"The folks in the village, let me give the crazy woman the last time... By the way, Lijuan, you go to Chen Tofu's house and talk about it. You said that the crazy woman is dead. Let Xiaohong come over and help with the funeral. His home is the production team. Arrange the responsible households to help the mad woman. And your big country, since he brought the mad woman back, it is a kind of fate. The mad woman has no children, so let your big country help the night tonight, tomorrow. Let's quietly send people to the eastern hillside to bury them early in the morning."

　　 The old lady Qin is the absolute authority on the red-and-white affairs of the mountain village. Wang Guizhen dare not disagree with the proposal of the old lady Qin. But she felt that Old Lady Qin had forgotten to say the most important point, that Lian Xing could not be buried in a straw mat, she had to have a thin wooden coffin.

　　 "Madame Qin, I don't have much money in my hand. Can we ask Chen Doufu to make a copy and buy a thin wooden coffin for Lian Xing together..."

　　Wang Guizhen said as he took out the floral cloth bag from his waist and opened it layer by layer, revealing a stack of flat banknotes.

　　 The old lady Qin obviously didn't expect that Wang Guizhen would have such a suggestion. She suddenly patted her forehead and wondered whether she was still older, and she was not as careful and careful in handling as before.

"Oh, there are five bachelor sons in your family who want to marry a wife, so don't spend the money casually. My son prepared a coffin for me a few years ago. I always thought that the wood was not solid enough, so I just gave it to Crazy woman use it."

　　 Old lady Qin clicked her mouth, but a trace of distress appeared in her heart. How could she dislike the good things her sons prepared for her!

　　 Wang Guizhen looked at Granny Qin and hesitated. Granny Qin waved and pressed Wang Guizhen's floral cloth bag, and forced Wang Guizhen to take the money back.

　　 "It's not too early, I'll wash Lian Xing and change into decent clothes."

　　 "Let's go together, she is also a poor woman who has been lonely and crazy for half her life..."

　　 When Li Jin saw Wang Guizhen and Granny Qin about to go out, he jumped off the kang to catch up and hugged Wang Guizhen's thigh.

　　 "I want to go with grandma."

　　Wang Guizhen could not let the little granddaughter follow her to see the dead. Old lady Qin looked down at Li Jin's little eyes, tilted her head and smiled.

　　"Take Xiao Jiaojiao, this child is not an ordinary person. Maybe there is Xiao Jiaojiao, and the mad woman may still ascend to heaven.

　　 What is dead and not dead? Birth, old age, sickness and death are the same. Didn't her uncle come back with Xiao Jiaojiao in his hands and a dead woman on his back! "

　　 Wang Guizhen was speechless by what the old lady Qin said.

　　Wang Guizhen went to find Granny Qin and heard a lot of gossip, saying that Qian Liguo killed the mad woman. Everyone speaks of gold, but Wang Guizhen has seen the consequences of his elder son being rumored to be a hooligan. This time there must be an authoritative person to help her son get rid of the stigma.

　　 Granny Qin is undoubtedly the best candidate.

　　Wang Guizhen holding Xiaojiaojiao carrying the prepared sacrifice utensils and Granny Qin walked to Ding's house~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and saw two men in police uniforms approaching.

　　 The police went straight into the Ding’s old house. Wang Guizhen hurriedly followed up. Old lady Qin knocked on the crutches and took the water basin before entering the door.

　　 "We received a report that someone died here, come to find out the situation."

　　 "Yes, you should have taken care of it a long time ago, and now you have to take care of it when you die."

　　 Old lady Qin always thought that the police didn't pay much attention to mad women's catching children, so she deliberately teased her.

　　Wang Guizhen was so nervous that her palms were sweating. I wonder if the police would wrongly judge her son as a murderer.

　　 At this time, Qian Lian and Qian Likang had cleared the weeds in the yard, and pulled out a few wooden boards that were not completely decomposed from the backyard, and were laying them on the damp floor.

　　You must stay vigil at night. The dear ones stay together, and the white candle is always bright. Only the dead souls of the dead can ascend to heaven.

　　 The two police officers walked into the house and took out the tools they brought with them familiarly, preparing to check and determine the cause of Lianxing's death.

　　Wang Guizhen stood still, his eyes flustered and patted Li Jin's little ass.

　　 Li Jin leaned forward and said with a milky voice:

　　 "Lian Xing fell seriously ill and was punched hard by her sister-in-law's son, so she fell to the ground."

"Oh?"

　　 The policeman turned around and saw that the talking was a baby in his arms, and he couldn't laugh or cry.

　　 "How old are you? Did you see it with your own eyes?"

　　 "I saw it with my own eyes. I was by her side at the time. But she is very ill, and she may not be able to survive today without a punch."

　　 Li Jin avoids key questions and does not answer age. If the police knew that she was only one year old to be able to settle the case for an adult, I am afraid that she would be taken away as a child prodigy for research, that would not be the result she wanted.