Troubled times: Start practicing spiritual practice by taking care of your sister-in-law

"Master Bear, Master Bear"

The younger brother ran in in a panic. Several hall masters in the living room and Yang Wei all looked at the younger brother who came in.

Yang Wei raised his eyebrows and slapped his palm on the case: "How many times have I told you to call the gang leader."

The younger brother who ran in was panting and spoke out of breath: "Gang leader, it's not good. The people who went to look for Brother Hu below found the bodies of Brother Hu and others on the road. Judging from the situation at the scene, Qian The boxes and horses were lost, and I. We were overtaken."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the living room.

Yang stood up fiercely, and the faces of the seven branch hall masters below also changed drastically.

In the three-thirds of the temple area of ​​Pingting County, some people actually dared to kill members of the Qinghe Gang, and even dared to rob the Qinghe Gang's money.

This is simply eating the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard.

A hall master in charge of the gambling house business in the city asked: "Who did this?"

"Subordinate, I don't know, it's snowing too much," the younger brother said.

"Check, send all your people out. Even if Pingting and Qingting counties are turned upside down, you still have to find out this matter for me." Yang Wei said coldly, although there was no trace of anger on his face. But anyone who knows him knows that the gang leader is really angry.

A branch leader was killed.

The money box and horses were robbed.

This is equivalent to being ridden on the neck and shitting. If this is not investigated clearly, the Qinghe Gang will not be able to operate in the two counties.

"Master Xiong, where is the Yamen?" said the fat man in charge of the meat business in the city.

"I'll say hello to the Yamen. They won't care. Even if they dig three feet into the ground, they still have to find the murderer." Yang Wei said.

After all, most of the fine silver earned by the Qinghe Gang went into the pockets of those officials. This time Chen Hu was killed, which also harmed their interests, so naturally they would not interfere.

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…

Fuze Village.

Chen family.

The two of them cuddled together. Chen Mo looked at the slight grievance on Han Aniang's face and whispered in her ear: "Sister-in-law, I really didn't lie to you."

Han Anniang gently pinched Chen Mo's waist and muttered: "Uncle, although I haven't read a book, I'm not stupid. That thing...and...how can I beautify my face? Uncle is just doing this to others."

As she spoke, Han Aniang's voice became weaker and weaker, and her face turned red.

Chen Mo stroked Han Anniang's face, coughed twice, took the initiative to change the topic, and said, "I didn't expect this bastard to be so sweet."

He glanced at the system panel.

[Name: Chen Mo. 】

[Age: 16. 】

[Skill: Nourishing Blood (Small Success 418.1/500). 】

[Realm: Skin Refining (ninth level). 】

[Strength: 40. 】

[Skill: Magic-Breaking Knife Technique (Intermediate 77309/200000). 】

Except for what Han Anniang ate, nine-tenths of the entire Purple Sun Turtle was eaten by him, not even the soup was left.

The experience of nourishing blood directly reached more than 400.

On average, every pound adds ten experience points.

How terrifying this is.

It is ten times the size of ordinary meat.

Possibly, it was also because the Purple Sun Turtle died within half an hour.

In this way, he can break through to the eighth level in five days at most.

"Then you still eat so much at once." Han Anniang looked up at Chen Mo with a somewhat resentful expression. She had suffered so much just now that her cheeks were all wet.

Chen Mo held Han An's face in his hands. He didn't know if beauty was in the eye of the beholder, but he did find that his sister-in-law's skin was much better, smooth and tender.

Chen Mo lowered his head and wanted to taste her lips, but thought of something and kissed Han Anniang's forehead very calmly and said: "It's getting colder and colder today. Before spring, I won't go out much. I'll stay here." Stay at home with my sister-in-law.”

Han Aniang allowed the young man to be intimate with her. Although she was a little "tired", she also liked the mental and physical massage from Chen Mo. After a while, she picked up Chen Mo's hand to measure his chest and said softly: "Uncle, there are still two days left. The Chinese New Year is almost here, do you want to eat dumplings? I will roll out the dumpling wrappers tomorrow."

"Don't I eat it every day?"

Chen Mo almost blurted out these words and said, "Okay, it just so happens that the small fish and shrimps in the bucket can be used as stuffing."

There is no Spring Festival in this world, only New Year's Day, and there is also the custom of giving New Year greetings and banquets to each other, and every household also likes to prepare New Year's goods.

It's just that in the past two years, everyone's life has been difficult. Last year, during the Chinese New Year, everything was simplified.

Although the village still pays New Year greetings to each other, there will no longer be banquets and tea will be served instead.

Of course, it's not a good tea. It's brewed from the leaves of a vine on the mountain. It's bitter, but it has the effect of clearing away heat and detoxifying.

"By the way, sister-in-law, is there any wine at home?"

Chen Mo suddenly remembered that he had not drunk the wine of this world yet.

Han Anniang shook her head and continued: "When the slave family didn't marry into Fuze Village, they would make some glutinous rice every year. It tastes good. However, in the past two years, food has been precious, and the slave family has forgotten the taste."

Hearing this, Chen Mo's eyes lit up.

Fermented glutinous rice is also called rice wine and sweet wine.

When he was a child, he watched his grandfather make it. It tasted really good, and compared to distilled liquor, the method of making mash was much simpler.

If he remembered correctly, it seemed that only two things, glutinous rice and distiller's yeast, were enough.

"Sister-in-law, don't be afraid of spoiling the food. I will go to the city tomorrow to buy some glutinous rice and distiller's yeast. Let's make glutinous rice."

Chen Mo hugged Han Aniang's plump waist.

"Uncle." Han Aniang took the initiative to kiss Chen Mo.

"..."

Chen Mo suddenly opened his eyes wide.

…

But plans can't keep up with changes.

In the morning, Chen Mo and Han Aniang were eating breakfast.

Han Anniang has been eating relatively lightly recently. Unlike Chen Mo, her body will not be able to withstand eating a lot of meat and fish every day.

Chen Mo is fish meat with fish soup.

Just when Chen Mo was enjoying his blood-nourishing experience increasing little by little.

"Brother Mo, it's not good."

Zhang He ran into the yard in a hurry.

The men were discussing matters, and Han Anniang was about to leave, but she didn't leave after hearing those bad words.

Chen Mo glanced at Han Aniang, and then said, "What happened?"

Zhang He understood the meaning and said: "Brother Mo, the Qinghe Gang entered the village and searched the house without knowing what they were looking for. My house was turned upside down.

Those stupid bastards still wanted to search my wife's body, but I gave them all the remaining money in the house before they stopped. "

Zhang He looked a little angry.

Chen Mo was slightly startled.

Although he had already guessed that the Qinghe Gang would never give up after such a big thing happened, he did not expect to move so quickly and came to Fuze Village to search today.

And he searched so recklessly.

It was obvious that he was taking advantage of this incident to create a false impression on everyone.

He had seen Zhang He's daughter-in-law, who looked ordinary, but her skin was paler than that of ordinary rural women.

He glanced at Han Anniang, then walked to the stove, wiped a handful of pot ashes on Han Anniang's face.