My Koi Sister is Three and a Half Years Old

Chapter 116 The Immortal caresses my head

 What are the effects of eating the second-generation Golden Lotus?

Suisui didn’t tell them either.

 Because she doesn’t know either.

 She has never eaten such bad food.

Suisui also generously gave one to each family member. The three brothers and Jiajia were shaking as they held the golden lotus in their hands.

Does this mean that you have to take a pious bath, burn incense, and purify your hands before you can eat it?

 Otherwise it is blasphemy!

But Suisui didn't give them time to think about it, and turned around and went into the house to sleep.

 She only bathed the phoenix eggs and added some more chili pepper.

The women at home and An An had already eaten lotus seeds and fell asleep.

Yanchuan Yanlang looked at each other but didn't eat.

　　Tonight the whole village fell into a deep sleep, and they had to concentrate on their duty.

Just let Jiajia and Yan Ming swallow the golden lotus, and then they stepped out in the snow.

　Today, I was so shocked by my sister that my whole body was numb, and it still felt like I was in a dream.

Yan Lang was silent for a long time, and when he was about to separate from his eldest brother, he suddenly said: "Brother, after you take the imperial examination, I want to join the army."

Yan Lang's eyes showed some determination. He was a boy of thirteen years, but he didn't know when he had grown up.

"Brother, I'll leave this family to you for now. Suisui..." Without a backstage, how can we protect her?

 Their sister is more powerful than imagined.

Her abilities are more incredible than those blessings in the capital.

If one day they can't hide it, at least they have to keep their sister safe and escape.

 Besides, Suisui was abandoned and sent to the countryside.

From the way Mammy dresses and looks, we can see the high profile of Suisui’s original family.

　　I'm afraid it's only a famous noble.

  But they don’t like ears.

 This is a knife hanging over the head.

 What should they do if Suisui's ability is exposed, or if they regret to take Suisui away?

 A look of awe flashed across Yanchuan's eyes.

"Leave it to me at home. Suisui is young and this matter must not be leaked out until she grows up."

Now the villagers only guessed that Suisui was lucky and the whole village was prosperous, so it was considered safe.

 …

Wangjiacun was silent all night.

 On the second day, the villagers didn't wake up slowly until three o'clock in the morning.

Suisui is holding a big chicken leg in her left hand and hot milk tea in her right hand, drinking it slurpingly.

 “Who is that somersaulter?” The village seemed to be particularly lively, and there was something wrong with everyone’s energy.

Wang Youcai's face turned red with excitement and he rushed towards Suisui...

 Snap.

 Kowtowed.

"My ancestor, you ask who that is? That's Old Mrs. Wang who is approaching his end. He said he couldn't last two days. When he came to kowtow to you yesterday, he gave out more air and less air in. This morning Let’s do twenty somersaults together!” Wang Youcai slapped his thigh excitedly.

Wang Youcai woke up this morning feeling refreshed. He felt as if he had eaten ten cows and was exhausted.

 “Have your white hair fallen out?” Suisui looked at him in surprise.

"It's gone, it's back to black." Wang Youcai was shocked. He might have eaten something terrible yesterday.

 “What did you dream about yesterday?”

As soon as the village chief heard the question, the villagers ran up to him and said, "I dreamed of Guanyin Bodhisattva!!"

 “I also dreamed about Guanyin Bodhisattva!”

Everyone was stunned?

“Has everyone dreamed of the Bodhisattva?” Wang Youcai asked loudly. "I'm not. I dreamed of a dog... that looked majestic and could talk. It just had a bald spot on the back of its head, as if it had been grabbed by someone."

“I dreamed of a Bodhisattva wearing shoes. He looked like a barefooted immortal, but he wore shoes. There was also a bright red flower on the shoes?”

"I dreamed of a dragon without horns..." Wang Youcai said faintly. The dragon looked at him and didn't speak. It just cried and kept crying.

“Me? The Lord of Hell that I dreamed about? It sounds unlucky, but Lord of Hell seems to be very kind and told me thank you for your hard work.”

“I dreamed of an old man in red clothes, cleaning up the thread and crying about the marriage thread...it was such a big mess, it made my head look big.”

　　Everyone said something to me, and Suisui's eyes widened when he heard it.

 “Does everyone dream of gods?”

“Not only that, the **** caressed my head and said I worked hard.”

“What do they mean? What’s the hard work? I can’t explain it clearly. It makes people anxious...”

“I don’t understand what it means. Anyway, after I slept, all my pain disappeared. Even my presbyopia was cured.”

Mr. Wang strode over: "Good girl, good girl! Who dares to oppose you becoming the village chief in the future, unless you step over the old man's body!" Mr. Wang, who was still sick yesterday, was very angry at this moment.

Everyone wanted to ask where Suisui Golden Lotus came from, but Wang Youcai waved his hand and everyone fell silent instantly.

"Suisui, go ahead and play. Leave the matters here to me." Wang Youcai took everyone directly to the threshing floor.

Suisui didn’t know what he said.

Anyway, everyone kept their mouths shut after returning and no one asked about it, but Wangjiacun’s mental outlook seemed to have made a qualitative leap.

They had the same secret, and the refugees at the entrance of the village were directly integrated into Wangjia Village.

 Looking at Suisui with particularly respectful eyes.

　　From time to time, I secretly rejoice, feeling that my village has an invincible treasure.

afternoon.

 People came from Juren Village.

He came from a man who could speak well in Juren Village. There was a man with a simple face in front of him. The man was dressed in white and seemed to be the son of Village Chief Liu.

"Why are you here? Where is Lao Liu? Is your illness better? Come to our village for a few drinks if you feel better." Wang Youcai hurried up to greet him.

The group from Juren Village forced a smile and responded, but it was uglier than crying.

Victor Chief Liu's son Liu Ping'an, his eyes red, knelt in the snow with a bang.

“Uncle Wang, my father is gone.”

Wang Youcai was shocked: "When did it happen?"

Liu Pingan suppressed his sadness: "It's the night of New Year's Eve. I wanted to come earlier to report the funeral, but I can't offend everyone on New Year's Day, so I waited until today to come." Liu Pingan kowtowed to Wang Youcai and Suisui. .

 These days, when reporting funerals, it’s all about kowtow.

 No wonder Juren Village has been extremely quiet these past two days.

It was so quiet that it made people feel uneasy. There was not even a trace of atmosphere or smile during the New Year.

"Why are you suddenly so sick?" Wang Youcai hurriedly helped the man up, dismissed the villagers, and only took Suisui into the house.

Liu Ping'an looked ugly and clenched his fists. The middle-aged man who accompanied him sighed softly.

His eyes were full of embarrassment.

 “The village chief was **** to death.”

 Wang Youcai was horrified.

"This this…"

“On the night of New Year’s Eve, fierce conflicts broke out in the whole village. The younger generation and the older generation almost had a fight..." Liu Ping’an couldn’t help but sigh when he thought of that night.

That night, Wangjia Village was brightly lit, with lanterns of various colors lighting up the entire night sky, and a night of singing was played on the stage.

The joy and laughter in Wangjia Village was the last straw that broke the boat in Juren Village.

 (End of this chapter)