amaotonovel Chapter 339 The worldly atmosphere (7)
Chapter 339 The worldly atmosphere (7)
Lingxi jumped to Baosheng's bed and saw him chewing his hand with relish.
"Baosheng? Are you talking in your sleep?" Sister Shuan, who was sitting opposite, also heard the noise. She got up with sleepy eyes and said, "This child is not quiet in his sleep again."
She put the half-open mosquito net away and closed the open window, muttering, "I forgot to close the window again?" But did she remember to close it?
She tapped her forehead. Her memory was really getting worse.
Yun Tinglan was stroking Ling Xi's fur and already had the answer in his mind. After changing his train of thought, he actually discovered something different.
For example, the stone mortar that was always with Hosho.
That was left by his grandmother. When she was alive, Baosheng's grandmother often complained to people that this was an ancestral garlic mortar, and everyone just laughed it off. Even when they were fighting the landlord, no one would snatch it from a fool.
You can make a garlic mortar by picking up any stone from the roadside. It's not difficult at all except for the effort. Why bother even if you might be labeled as bullying fools?
I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but when I look at it again now, Yun Tinglan always feels that the pitch-black stone has a scarlet glow all over it.
The fragment has been found, but why is it swallowing blood?
Shuan's wife must be an insider, and she even knows more than the silly Baosheng. Yun Tinglan guessed that in the previous life, this stone mortar was opened by Baosheng by accident, and then discovered and used by Shuanzi, but Shuan's wife did not have a good ending, which is why she has such a tremendous hatred.
Now, Yun Tinglan needs to figure out the function and harvesting method of this fragment.
Seeing that Shuan Sao was about to move away, Yun Tinglan had to get closer to her so that she could take action more easily.
She stroked her chin and asked, "Is she going back to the countryside to retire?"
This is actually not a difficult matter. Which mother doesn't want her children to be healthy? Give her a hope and she will hold on to it tightly.
You just need to let it out.
At dawn, Yun Tinglan was called up to catch the early bus. Following the family of three was Yin Dalong. She didn't see him last night. When she came back, Yun Changan had already arranged for him to stay in the courtyard for the night.
When Ling Xi visited Shuan Sao's house at night, Yun Tinglan thought he was Shuan Sao's relative, but she didn't expect that he was related to Yun Chang'an.
Yun Tinglan's focus is on Yun Chang'an's encounter with road bullies and robberies. This is inevitable in any era. Yun Chang'an never mentioned it before. It was either because he was lucky not to encounter it or he only reported good news and not bad news.
She was thinking about what she could do. Forget about the talisman. The thunder talisman almost took her life last time. She had space for the amulet, but she couldn't use it at the moment. Her body was like a funnel. Not to mention storing spiritual power, it took a lot of effort for her to maintain her body.
It is feasible to let Song Jinhan activate it, but the prerequisite is that he has the opportunity to contact Yun Changan. The amulet is a passive defense and is far less useful than an electric shock pen, and it will not arouse suspicion.
I'll mention this to Song Jinhan later. He should be able to use it to please his future father-in-law, which should help him score points.
Yun Tinglan was dozing with her eyes closed. When she heard the sound of a motorcycle, she opened her eyes to meet a pair of smiling eyes.
"Aunt Yun, is this Third Uncle? He's going back to Xiaoqiao Village... What a coincidence! I'll give you a ride, but the bus can't accommodate four people, so this little brother may have to take the bus..."
Finally, Yun Tinglan got into the truck bed, and Lin Shufang got into the back seat. It was impossible for her daughter to hold the young man's waist. On the contrary, she could be the mother of Song Zhiqing, so there was nothing to avoid.
That's right. Lin Shufang felt so uncomfortable watching the two people interacting. One of them didn't know what was polite and just lay down in the truck bed, while the other one covered his daughter with a blanket very naturally and even tucked in the edges and corners considerately.
Lin Shufang didn't even try to get involved.
She wanted to ask around on the way, but the wind swallowed up her words and it was too difficult to say a word. Forget it, she was an educated youth from Xiaoqiao Village anyway, and there would be plenty of opportunities when she returned.
It’s true, the wind was a bit strong, but I didn’t get carsick and the speed was pretty fast, unlike the shuttle bus which had to go around in circles to pick up people.
Lin Shufang looked down at the watch. It only took them half an hour to reach the Yun family's old house. Fortunately, they arrived early. If they had arrived a few minutes later, Grandma Yun and Grandpa Yun would have already gone to the market with their bamboo baskets and backpacks to set up a stall.
Sometimes they would exchange needles and thread, sometimes buy some oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, or just join in the fun. It was common for acquaintances to gather in groups of three or four to chat about family matters and gossip.
Now, the thing that the old couple is most concerned about is naturally Yun Tinglan's wedding date. Seeing that she has graduated, the matter of finding a son-in-law should be put on the agenda. They have to ask more about it, and it would be best if they could meet the person.
Is there any better opportunity than going to the market?
The old couple thought it over and decided to take the bamboo baskets and backpacks they had woven when they had nothing to do, so that it wouldn't be a wasted trip.
While drinking the dumpling soup, they heard some noise outside the yard. It sounded like the voice of the third daughter-in-law and a strange young man. They quickly put down their bowls and chopsticks and walked out.
Is this Song Zhiqing? I've met him quite often recently.
"You two are the only ones back?" Grandma Yun stood on tiptoe to look into the distance, hoping to find her son. When she saw no one, she picked up her things and went into the yard. "Let's go. You must have missed your meal since you were catching the bus so early in the morning."
Even Song Jinhan was warmly invited in.
Then go ahead, it’s never too much to gain favor.
The old lady was quite generous and made ten poached eggs at once. Yun Tinglan and the others got three each, and Song Jinhan got four alone. She also added a lot of brown sugar. This treatment... was of extremely high standard.
But Yun Tinglan doesn’t like to eat it, and so does Lin Shufang. In the past, Yun Changan was there to support her, but hasn’t he arrived yet this time?
Lin Shufang picked up her bowl and enthusiastically gave two to Song Jinhan.
Yun Tinglan looked at her own bowl, then looked at Song Jinhan. She really couldn't bear it. Why not eat it herself?
Lin Shufang pushed Yun Tinglan's bowl directly in front of Song Jinhan and said, "Xiao Song, don't be polite. Eat as much as you can. You've worked hard to send us back."
Song Jinhan: “…” What can I do? Just eat.
Seeing him eating one egg at a time, Yun Tinglan felt really choked for him. She thought about how Special Assistant Liu had changed so many chefs in order to ensure that he had a balanced diet. The eggs were all over the place, and it was good enough for him to have a few bites, not to mention this overly sweet, greasy and choking poached egg.
Why are you so honest? Just sneak into the space, and she kicked him.
Lin Shufang took the old lady's hand and said, "Mom, my little sister gets carsick, so she loves to drink the tomato dumpling soup you made. She also said that you and my dad love to eat noodles, so I brought back five pounds of noodles for you two. After you finish eating, ask someone to send a message and I'll help you buy some more."
"I was wondering why her face is so pale. Wait, there's more in the kitchen. I'll serve it to you." Grandma Yun rushed to the kitchen. Lin Shufang took out cigarettes and wine again, "Dad, this is something Changan brought for you. Keep it. If it's gone, we can buy more."
Grandpa Yun was so happy that his teeth were exposed.
Song Jinhan, who received special treatment, really suffered from indigestion and felt like the egg was stuck in his throat.
Before leaving, Yun Tinglan secretly gave him a bottle of hawthorn pills to help with digestion.
As soon as Song Jinhan stepped out of the door, he saw Second Aunt Yun blocking the door. Lei Jun and Yun Duoer were playing with each other on his sidecar motorcycle and giggling.
He frowned.
Lei Jun got off the motorcycle as if his butt was on fire, and he was a little embarrassed. Yun Duoer pouted and said, "It's just a ride, it won't cost you a piece of meat."
Song Jinhan rode away, but Yun Duoer couldn't take her eyes off him. "Lei Jun, I want to ride on that motorcycle to pick up my bride, not a tractor."