Chapter 33 No technology and hard work
But when Yan Qiyu saw the scene just now, he was still a child, no matter how mature his mind was, it was still quite scary in this feudal dynasty.

If she was frightened into anything good or bad, then Su Qingyuan would really yell that she was guilty.

So I just found an excuse, saying that it was sold by a barbarian, and then gave him this flashlight, so that the possibility of him being scared could be fundamentally solved.

"This thing is called a slide flashlight. There are buttons on it, and it can change into a shape by pressing it once. As for the words inside, you press the other one. This is the recording, and everything you say can be recorded."

Those words before were all recorded by her in advance by the merchant, and they can be used when they arrive. Of course, she can also record them herself.

Yan Qiyu looked at the strange thing in his hand, "Is this really from the Western Regions?"

Su Qingyuan nodded without the slightest shyness, "Yes, I met it in the town before, and I bought it because I thought it was fun. I didn't expect to be able to clean up the old lady Su. It's so useful."

"Have you ever been to the Western Regions?" Su Qingyuan asked.

Yan Qiyu shook his head, "No, the Western Regions are far away, very few people have been there, and the language is barrier, and only some goods can be circulated, but I heard that things in the Western Regions have always been different from ours, it seems to be true .”

This little indifferent ghost with rigorous thinking and unsmiling words finally believed her for once.

As long as you choose to believe, you will have a good excuse in the future.

"There's only the second one that's more scary. The back is pretty nice. Go back and play with your younger siblings at night. Remember not to tell anyone, you know?"

Su Qingyuan exhorted.

Yan Qiyu put the flashlight in his clothes, "Don't tell me, I understand naturally."

This tsundere ghost really turned his back on him after he got the advantage, and he was several steps ahead of Su Qingyuan.

Su Qingyuan shook her head and said to herself, fortunately you are not my son, otherwise you will have a meal of fried pork with bamboo shoots tonight.

When the two returned home, Yan Guyun had already fallen asleep, and Yan Xinxin didn't even turn over during the whole process, so one can imagine how soundly she slept.

As soon as Su Qingyuan stretched, she fell asleep satisfied.

It's just that the bed is a bit hard. It seems that next time I go to town, I need to buy some cotton quilts. This old waist can't stand it.

She probably forgot that the original owner was only 15 years old.

The next day, only Yan's family was noisy in Wanyang Village, and Yan Qiyu got up early in the morning to bring water for Su Qingyuan to water the vegetable fields.

The morning sun was warm, making people comfortable and energetic. Aunt Zhao saw that Su Qingyuan was still busy, so she rushed to tell her to watch the fun.

"Girl Qingyuan, don't mess with your broken land, hurry up and watch the excitement."

Su Qingyuan knew what the excitement was, and looked at Yan Qiyu, "Qiyu, you take this bucket back, I'll go and have a look, and I'll come back and make breakfast for you."

Yan Qiyu carried an empty bucket, "Go to yours, I'll cook for them."

Su Qingyuan rubbed her head back, "No, you can't do it."

That was so decisive that Yan Qiyu was stunned.

"You go to read books and prepare pens, inks, papers and inkstones. Those who are going to school are not allowed to enter the kitchen. From now on, it will be my territory, and I can only fiddle with it."

Please, don't waste food, it's too unpalatable to cook, and it's a waste if you don't eat it, so it's too torture.

Yan Qiyu's face darkened, she turned and went back.

When Su Qingyuan and Aunt Zhao arrived, the gate of Su's house was already full of people.

"Madam Su is crazy."

"I heard that I encountered a ghost last night, and I rushed out of the room as soon as I woke up today, with feces and urine in my pants pocket, and now I am still crying at the door."

Su Qingyuan stood on her tiptoes and looked inside. As expected, Mrs. Su was leaning against the door, still in the same clothes as last night, shouting.

"I was wrong, I was wrong. I will do good deeds in the future, don't take me away."

Not many people could understand what she said, but Su Qingyuan could hear it clearly. This old lady Su seemed to be terrified and dazed.

Su Laoer and Zhang Guilan came to pull people, but they couldn't pull them away, not to mention there was a bag full of feces and urine, and they couldn't stand the stench.

Not long after, Su Yinbao brought a sorceress from Wanyang Village. When Su Laoer saw the sorceress arrived, he seemed to have found a savior.

"You have to save my mother, I don't know if it's a nightmare."

The sorceress babbled a lot, and then approached Mrs. Su. Seeing the sorceress, Mrs. Su struggled to get up, "Help me, help me."

The witch blocked her nose, "Tell me everything you see and hear, so that I can help you."

The old lady Su nodded quickly, crawled into the room, and pointed to the wall to show the sorceress, the distance was too far, Su Qingyuan couldn't hear what she was saying, and the crowd was also chattering.

The sorceress came out not long after, and then asked Su Laoer to prepare rice, paper money and other things.

It looks like it's time to do it.

Zhang Guilan heard that there was a ghost in the house, so she was too afraid to go into Mrs. Su's room. She was pushed by the second child and pushed into Mrs. Su's room. Except for the smell, she saw nothing in the room. .

She endured the nausea and cleaned up Mrs. Su, helped someone to sit in front of Doumi, and there was a big rooster sitting opposite her.

Su Qingyuan seems to find it boring, some superstitious things that have no effect from ancient times to the present.

"Aunt Zhao, the children at home haven't eaten yet, so I'll go back first."

"Girl Qingyuan, don't take a closer look. In my opinion, that old woman scolded the Bodhisattva yesterday and was punished."

People around were taken aback, what happened yesterday?All of them asked Aunt Zhao to ask.

Su Qingyuan walked home, Aunt Zhao was surrounded by people, she didn't care, she told what happened yesterday verbatim.

Among them were old lady Su's cursing, and I don't know if she scolded Su Qingyuan or the ancestor Bodhisattva.

But seeing what happened to the Su family, it means that the old lady Su must be scolding the latter.

Only the latter will be punished in this way.

The Su family practiced for a long time, and the old man Su also hurried back from the neighboring village because of an accident at home.

Su Qingyuan made deep-fried dough sticks for the children, cooked clear porridge, served with pickled radishes, and the small taste came up all at once.

The only difference is that her Su Qingyuan's breakfast does not include technology and hard work.

In the afternoon, Aunt Zhao brought back the latest information. The sorceress said that if she had to practice the method for three days, it would be best if the family members were complete.

So tomorrow the Su family is going to call Su Laosan's family back.

"Girl Qingyuan, if your third uncle was willing to take you away at that time, wouldn't you be in the town now? How blessed you would be."

Su Qingyuan smiled lightly and didn't care, "I'm Boss Su's daughter, and my third uncle is from two different families, so I don't embarrass others or myself."

Aunt Zhao knew something about those years, and she shook her head to express her helplessness when she heard Su Qingyuan's words.

(End of this chapter)

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