Zhou Lingling said she could tell her mother about the space matter.

Because she knew that this space was definitely not given by the mountain god.

But Zhou Laoer refused to do anything.

"No, no, I have to keep this to myself, and don't tell anyone else, girl. Do you understand?"

It's better to be safe than sorry. Zhou Laoer is not willing to gamble with his daughter.

If you don’t know, then don’t know. It doesn’t affect anything anyway.

On the way back, Zhou Lingling, who was relieved after finishing her work, was so sleepy that she was almost as sleepy as a dog.

Well, let her father carry her on his back!

Zhou Lingling swayed all the way and fell asleep directly on Zhou Laoer's back.

When I opened my eyes again, I was on a bridge in front of the town.

There is a river under the bridge. The river passes through the edge of the town. This is considered the upper reaches and the water looks very clean.

The weather is dry this year and many rivers have dried up.

This river is not very big, with the riverbed only about two meters wide, but it has never dried up.

A constant stream of water flows from upstream, but I don’t know where the source is...

Zhou Lingling suddenly had an idea and called out to her father: "Dad, put me down, let's go to the river to take a look."

Zhou Laoer was puzzled, but he still listened to his daughter and let her go.

The father and daughter continued walking upstream for a distance. Behind them was a forest and there was no one around.

Zhou Lingling squatted by the river. The water was so clear that you could see the bottom and a few fish swimming happily.

As soon as she put her hand into the river, the fish seemed to be frightened and disappeared into the grass on both sides.

"Girl, do you want to catch fish?"

Zhou Laoer also squatted down, looked at the disappearing fish, and said:

"The fish in these places are very cunning. If you want to eat them, we have to go back and get a net to scoop them up, otherwise we won't be able to catch them..."

The voices gradually faded away, and Zhou Laoer was stunned by the scene before him.

The little fish that had just slipped away seemed to have encountered a whirlpool, and was swept towards his daughter's hand, and then disappeared...

Yes.

Disappeared.

As a result, the amount of water in the river has decreased a lot.

Zhou Laoer swallowed his saliva and asked, "Girl, what kind of space are you in that still drinks water?"

He said it must be the mountain god appearing!

Zhou Lingling blinked twice and explained to her father as abstractly as possible:

"Space, how should I put it? It's like there's a house in my head. It can hold a lot of things, even water, but it's not alive..."

So they can’t “drink” water.

After saying that, Zhou Lingling found that her father looked at her even stranger.

Zhou Laoer stared at his daughter's forehead again and again, but he didn't see the house...

Zhou Lingling: “…”

There was already a shallow layer of water at the bottom of the big puddle in the space, and Zhou Lingling didn't plan to continue pouring water into it.

It is called a big puddle, but Zhou Lingling thinks it is just a very deep small pond.

Although this river has not dried up even in the drought, if a pond were filled up, the downstream area might dry up for a while today.

So she started pouring water into the large jars, filling up all ten large jars that were half a person tall.

Seeing that the water level in this area had dropped significantly, but water soon flowed over from upstream, Zhou Lingling stood up with relief.

Ten cylinders of mountain spring water.

Get it!

Well... the sister on the other side should be happier now, right?

*

When the father and daughter returned to Chen's house, they found that Chen and her aunt did not go to the stall today.

Even Chen the butcher stayed at home, and the family only sent Uncle Chen to the butcher shop to sell meat.

In the words of Old Lady Chen, "It makes no difference whether he's there or not. He can't come up with anything with that brain of his!"

"Oh my dear grandson, you're finally back. Look how tired you are this night..."

Old Mrs. Chen felt so distressed when she saw her lovely grandson yawning one after another.

Her grandson was a ten-year-old girl, and her injuries had not yet healed.

"I've never seen parents who are more troublesome than you..."

Zhou Laoer and Chen were both silent.

At once--

It's really shameful!

"Is the matter resolved then?"

Aunt Chen asked the question that everyone was most concerned about.

Zhou Lingling yawned and was about to speak, but her father interrupted her: "It's solved, it's solved."

"They definitely don't have time to bother us lately!"

My daughter has emptied out the Zhou family’s house. Let them cry for a while!

Zhou Laoer has now figured it out. His parents really don't treat him as their own son.

It would have been fine before, but now she lies to him and drugs him, and even wants to separate him and his wife.

mean!

Shameless!

Anyway, he had decided that they would have nothing to do with the Zhou family from now on, and when the old couple died, he and his eldest brother and third brother would share the coffin expenses.

Old Mrs. Zhou: How can I be so unfilial to you?

Faced with the family's puzzled expressions, Zhou Lingling rummaged through her arms and threw out a stack of papers and a yellow purse.

Chen was shocked: "Isn't this the family's land deeds and property deeds?"

Zhou Yun also shouted, "Isn't this purse the old witch's?"

Zhou Chi frowned and patted his brother: "Don't swear!"

Zhou Yun curled his lips and snorted, "This originally belonged to her..."

He had seen the old witch counting silver before, and she hid it very carefully.

For a moment, seven or eight pairs of eyes in the house, big and small, were all staring at Zhou Laoer and Zhou Lingling.

"How did you do that?"

Zhou Lingling spread her hands and said, "She wants my dad to work like a slave for them, and she also wants our braised food recipes. Let's give her a taste of her own medicine!"

Zhou Laoer silently mouthed: "Stolen..."

Everyone: "..."

Just say that the old woman can’t give these things to them…

"Ouch!"

Zhou Laoer was smiling at his wife when he felt a sharp pain in his leg.

"I'll beat you to death, you troublemaker! You actually took my grandson to steal things..."

It turned out that Old Mrs. Chen had picked up the broom at some point and hit Zhou Laoer twice.

Zhou Laoer quickly dodged: "Mom, have you forgotten that it was Lingling who asked me to go..."

"Girl, say something!"

Didn’t he take his daughter to steal things?

It was his daughter who took him there!

It was his daughter who pried open all the doors of Old Zhou's house with just a small piece of iron!

He is so wronged...

Zhou Lingling stood nearby with an innocent look on her face: "Dad, didn't you take me to the main room?"

Zhou Laoer: “…” What a scam!

When Old Lady Chen stopped, Zhou Lingling's spirit, which had just been lifted up by her father's beating, became weak again.

She yawned and said, "Mom, since we're not going to set up the stall today, why don't we use this money to buy some delicious food and celebrate with our family."

Chen was a little hesitant when she heard this: "Will this work?"

What if the Zhou family comes knocking on our door?

Zhou Lingling didn't care: "Except for us, no one knows that these things are in our hands. I will hide the deeds later."

"Besides, even if we don't spend the money, they will come to our door sooner or later. It would be a waste if we don't spend it!"

The Zhou family is running out of ammunition and food, so they need her father even more. If they have more radical means at that time...

hum!

That's when it's time to send them to jail to retire.

Zhou Lingling was already tired of following the whole family...

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