This blind old lady is the widowed old lady in the mouth of the little carpenter. She looked at us with one eye and asked with a gloomy face: "Why are you back? Who are they?"

The little carpenter is an honest man and doesn't know what to say for a while.

Leng Rushuang was extremely smart. Through the crack of the door, he saw the broken walls in the yard, with a lot of wood and bricks for building houses. He immediately smiled and said, "We are the helpers invited by the little carpenter. He said that because of his reasons, your house was not built, so he specially called us over to help. There are many people and great power, so that you can live in a new house."

The blind old woman shook her head very rudely: "No need, the old woman lives alone, what should I do for such a good house? How many years can I live? Having a room is enough to live." She snorted and closed the door without saying a word.

It is true that he died before he succeeds in his army, which makes the hero cry.

Leng Rushuang, who had always been indifferent, was also frightened by anger and kept taking deep breaths. If she hadn't strongly controlled her emotions, she would have ordered the man in sunglasses to smash the house.

On the contrary, the little carpenter seemed to have seen such scenes and explained indifferently: "The people here are all like this, they have a very bad temper. It doesn't matter, let's go! Go somewhere else to think of a solution."

It would be boring to continue to get entangled. Leng Rushuang and I thought about it, and then followed the little carpenter to leave.

The little carpenter said as he walked, "There is a dilapidated temple behind the mountain in Houxi Village. When my master and I came, we helped the temple repaint, but the temple was empty. I heard that the monks thought it was too hard and went to other places to make a living. We can live there. Although it was a little far away, it was very convenient."

When I thought about going over mountains and rivers so far, every cell in my body protested tenaciously, and I really wanted a family to keep us.

My wish came true soon. Just as we were about to step out of Houxi Village, a voice came from behind, calling the little carpenter's name. The little carpenter stopped in surprise. A middle-aged couple ran up quickly and said to the little carpenter: "Luckily, you are back. My son is going to get married in a few days. I'm worried about who to ask for furniture."

Middle-aged couples are both honest and honest, and they are clearly divided into mountain people.

The little carpenter was overjoyed and said, "Congratulations! Don't worry, I will definitely make you the best and most sturdy furniture!"

The middle-aged man nodded repeatedly and turned his eyes to us: "Who are they?" He seemed to mind our identities very much.

The little carpenter followed Leng Rushuang's words and said: "They are the helpers I invited. I originally wanted to build the house that the master had not built, but the old woman didn't want it, so we were ready to leave..."

"That's it!" the middle-aged man hesitated: "Can't you make furniture alone?"

"Of course, but are you anxious?" said the little carpenter.

The middle-aged man sighed and said, "My son will get married in a few days. Do you think I'm anxious?"

Before the little carpenter finished speaking, I said leisurely: "Since you need it urgently, the little carpenter will do meticulous work alone. How can we do without our help?"

The middle-aged man was probably really anxious, and because the person brought by the little carpenter had a guarantee, he reluctantly agreed to take us in. But the middle-aged man still repeatedly explained: "You should make furniture well, never mind other matters, or I can't save you even if I make a mistake!"

After saying that, he took us to his house, while walking, he was still calculating what furniture to put on with his fingers. What is the gift of a child bed, and the children and grandchild cabinets all mean a family of children and grandchildren. It seems that this family is very concerned about the matter of inheriting the family line.

Perhaps because I was the only one chatting with the little carpenter along the way, he was extremely close to me. At this time, he came to me and said in a sour tone: "Brother Zhang, let me tell you, this family's surname is Fu. Everyone in the village asked him Fu Yimao because he was very stingy and was simply unlucky. The couple worked hard to make money by farming and making money, just to save up and marry his son, because his son was a fool, the eldest, and only had the IQ of a few years old. Ordinary good girls in other families don't marry at all, so he can only prepare more brides..."

The villagers we met along the way were congratulating the Fu family, and some people asked us what happened to the three strange faces?

Lao Fu has been explaining patiently. Instead of relaxing his vigilance, the villagers pulled Lao Fu aside and whispered. I didn’t hear it very clearly when it was too far away. They seemed to remind Lao Fu to keep an eye on us, but not the undercover reporter sent by the TV station. If the news is exposed, it will be done...

exposure?

Is there any secret hidden in Houxi Village?

My eyes lit up, and I suddenly felt that it was not particularly unfair to walk such a long way. If there were some powerful evil objects hidden in this village, it would be worth the trip!

As if I could see my thoughts, Leng Rushuang walked over and poured cold water at the right time: "Don't be excited, there are no evil things here, I have already measured them with a golden compass."

OK! I suddenly felt my bones all over my body were sore and wanted to lie down and rest for a while immediately.

We lived at Lao Fu's house that night. There were not many houses, except for the one that Lao Fu lived in and the one that the silly son lived in, there was only one room left. We all looked at Leng Rushuang awkwardly, not knowing how to divide the house? However, Lao Fu's wife kept staring at Leng Rushuang and looked up and down, as if she was particularly satisfied with her.

She was not satisfied with her own eyes, and she pulled Lao Fu to comment and lowered her voice: "Look at her, her skin is white and tender, look at her butt, she will definitely give birth to a son, and it would be great if she was given to our son as a wife!"

Lao Fu warned with a cold face: "Be honest, the price has been negotiated there, don't make any mistakes. Besides, if you take her down, can others give up? Be careful to make a big fuss, and the village will not be able to tolerate you by then."

Lao Fu's wife shrank her neck in fear: "I understand, head of the family."

I hid aside and overheard the conversation, which further aggravated my curiosity about the village.
Chapter completed!