The pretty widow is addicted to money, and the little wolfdog asks for a hug

Mrs. Huang lived in a cave west of Longyu Village.

A wooden door was installed at the entrance of the cave, and a row of paper figures were hung outside, fluttering in the mountain breeze, looking a bit creepy.

Mrs. Huang was an old woman in her sixties, with her face covered with crisscrossing wrinkles. She looked at people with a sinister look that made people feel very uncomfortable.

When she saw Gu Qinghuai for the first time, her expression suddenly changed. Without waiting for Gu Qinghuai to speak, she slammed the cave door shut and said, "Go away. I don't want to do business with you!"

Gu Qinghuai pointed at himself and looked at Qi Yuanshuo in confusion: "I look scary? Why does she look like she saw a ghost when she saw me?"

Qi Yuanshuo touched the tip of his nose, lowered his eyes and said, "No, no, Sister Xiaohuai doesn't look... scary."

Gu Qinghuai showed a suspicious look on his face. He raised his hand and gently knocked on the wooden door, saying in a gentle tone: "Aunt Huang, a relative of mine had a child who died young. I want to find a ghost doll to match with—"

Mrs. Huang leaned against the other side of the wooden door, shivering. Before Gu Qinghuai could finish, she interrupted her and said, "I said, I don't want to do business with you! Go away!"

"In that case, sorry to bother you," Gu Qinghuai and Qi Yuanshuo looked at each other, turned and left.

Hearing the footsteps fade away, Mrs. Huang breathed a sigh of relief and slumped down on the ground.

She shuddered as she thought of the dream she had last night.

In the dream, the pregnant woman had died on June 18th. The Zhou family asked her to be a matchmaker and sold the pregnant woman's body to someone for a ghost marriage.

The Zhou family also took out the dead fetus in the pregnant woman's belly and sold it to others to be paired with a ghost doll. Of course, this was just a superficial statement. In fact, the dead fetus was used by her to raise a ghost.

However, after raising the little ghost, her luck not only did not improve, but she became unlucky everywhere.

In the end, she was even chopped into pieces, buried in the flower bed, and used as fertilizer.

Before she died, she saw the dead fetus floating above her head, laughing at her.

The dream was so real that for a long time after she woke up, she couldn't tell which was the dream and which was reality.

But today, the pregnant woman came to the door.

Not only was the pregnant woman not dead, she also came to ask her if she had any child corpse, which scared her.

She was raised by an old Taoist priest and learned some fortune-telling skills.

The pregnant woman should have been short-lived, but because of a pair of bright and lively eyes and the blessing of a strong aura, she turned decadence into vitality and became a phoenix rising from the ashes.

The young man also had an extraordinary destiny. Although he had encountered many setbacks, he was able to rise up and soar into the sky with his will and wisdom.

This man and woman are both outstanding talents, and she can't afford to offend them.

After Gu Qinghuai and Qi Yuanshuo left, they were very confused.

She remembered that the original owner had never seen this Old Lady Huang, but why did Old Lady Huang look as if she had seen a ghost when she saw her?

It was obvious that Mrs. Huang was afraid of her.

[Host, in the previous life, it was Mrs. Huang who took the corpse of 'Gu Qinghuai' and arranged a ghost marriage with someone else! When Mrs. Huang came to move the corpse, Zhou Cuiwan went to watch the excitement, so I remember Mrs. Huang]

But that was something that happened in her previous life. In this life, because of her time travel, many things have changed, and Mrs. Huang probably doesn't recognize her.

[Could it be... that Mrs. Huang was also reborn? ]

Gu Qinghuai held his forehead with his hand: Girl, is rebirth so cheap? Can everyone be reborn?

[Not really. Rebirth requires chance. I just think Mrs. Huang's behavior is weird.]

Gu Qinghuai: Isn't Mrs. Huang a well-known sorceress? Could it be that Mrs. Huang saw that she was a spirit from another world, so she was afraid of her?

[Host, Mrs. Huang is a little crazy. As long as she doesn't affect you, don't worry about her.]

Gu Qinghuai: Wow, my dear girl, you also have moments of insight.

【Girl: …】

Qi Yuanshuo looked at Gu Qinghuai deeply for a few times and asked in a low voice: "Does Sister Xiaohuai have a grudge against Mrs. Huang?"

Gu Qinghuai shook his head, "No, I've only heard her name, and today is the first time we've met."

"That's a bit strange," Qi Yuanshuo frowned.

Gu Qinghuai chuckled: "No matter whether she is weird or not, she is a little crazy. Maybe I don't look like her. Xiao Shitou, let's think of other ways to get the child's body as soon as possible."

Gu Qinghuai didn't want to continue to dwell on the matter of Mrs. Huang, so as not to expose her as a soul from another world.

"Hmm," a trace of anxiety flashed in Qi Yuanshuo's eyes, and he kicked the insignificant Mrs. Huang out of his mind.

I hope Xuan'er can hold on.

The two returned home.

Everyone was busy on the adobe drying yard.

A Niang and Qingsong were responsible for using the donkey to pull the clay and piling it aside for later use.

Qingya, Qingmiao, and even Xiao Wuhuan were all walking in the mud with bare feet.

The three little guys were covered in mud, just like three little clay figures, and their skinny faces were tanned black and red by the sun.

Meng Wuchou sat on the side chopping dry straw, and the little girl's hair on her forehead was wet with sweat.

When making mud, you need to add tough grass stems such as dry straw and copper wire.

When the adobe bricks are dried, the dry straw or grass stems crisscross inside the adobe bricks, forming a cohesive grip and increasing the firmness of the adobe bricks.

Aunt Yueying, Uncle Tiechui, Meng Wubing and Meng Wuzai were responsible for making adobe bricks. The four of them were sweating profusely and their bodies were covered with mud.

Hundreds of adobe bricks were already drying in the drying yard, neatly arranged in rows and lines.

Seeing the two people come back, everyone asked about Xiao Shitou's condition.

"The doctor said I just caught a cold and it's nothing serious," Qi Yuanshuo said as he took off his shoes, rolled up his trouser legs and sleeves, and joined the work.

Zhao Ying and Gu Qingsong just happened to be pulling back a cart of clay.

Seeing Qi Yuanshuo working, Gu Qingsong's face changed and he immediately shouted: "Cousin Xiao Shitou, stop working! Go home and have a rest. If anything happens to you, it will be a great loss to our family!" That's not the loss of one donkey, that's the loss of three donkeys!

Gu Qingsong felt that Qi Yuanshuo was worth three donkeys.

Gu Qingsong's words made everyone laugh.

Qi Yuanshuo curled his lips and said, "Don't worry, I'm very strong and won't die."

Gu Qingsong didn't believe it. He walked forward with a frown and touched his bare arm himself: "Well, it's not as hot as last night. You scared me to death last night. I thought there was a stove lying next to you. You are the strong laborer of our family. You must take care of yourself in the future."

"Yes, I will," Qi Yuanshuo nodded with a smile.

Zhao Ying also stepped forward and said with concern: "Xiao Shitou, you haven't recovered yet. If you can't work anymore, don't do it. Go home and rest. Don't try to be stubborn."

Qi Yuanshuo said in a gentle voice: "Aunt Zhao, I'm fine."

Seeing that he was in good spirits, Zhao Ying stopped trying to persuade him.

Meng Wubing held the adobe mold and ran to Qi Yuanshuo excitedly: "Brother Xiao Shitou, when can we start practicing martial arts?"

"Tomorrow at the hour of Mao," Qi Yuanshuo threw mud into the mold without even raising his head.

"Ahhh, that's great! I'll be there on time at dawn tomorrow!" Meng Wubing was so excited that he danced with joy. He accidentally slipped and fell into a pile of mud.

Everyone burst into laughter.

Guo Yueying looked at her own silly boy, who was two years older than Xiao Shitou but not as mature and steady as Xiao Shitou. She couldn't help but shake her head and sigh.