dead child, ghost carrying coffin

By the time the comatose peasants were sent home one by one and the panic of the villagers was calmed down, it was already night.

It's just that the few people who went to the orphan's grave have not returned yet.

Looking at the golden-armored corpse standing in the yard like an iron tower, the deaf mother-in-law and the Maid-grandmother didn't have a good way to deal with it for a while.

But since he can be controlled by Zhang Chao, he should be kept at home according to the "old rules".

Anyway, a sheep is also chased, and a flock of sheep is also herded...

Before dinner, Chen Fu, who had gone out to work for a day, came back with several big bags in his hand.

Among them, the most eye-catching thing is the golden cigarette stick promised to give to Mai's grandma.

But not one, but two.

Of course, it is not made of pure gold.

Conscience of heaven and earth, this is not because Chen Fu is stingy or short of money, but because the tobacco rod made of pure gold will affect the taste of smoking.

No matter how high-quality shredded tobacco is, it cannot extract the original taste.

The two that Chen Fu bought are more particular:

The total length is nine inches nine, taking the meaning of ninety-nine returning to one and infinite perfection.

Cigarette holder made of emerald, finely crafted;

The smoke rod carved with red gold sandalwood, the water pattern fluctuates;

The jade pipe is verdant and dripping, and it is matched with a light blue gem smoke pendant.

Generally speaking, it is more magnificent than the phrase "Jade cigarette holder and jade bucket, and the bamboo pole of the concubine is inlaid with gold and silver".

As soon as Chen Fu entered, Hua Jiunan and other children naturally greeted him one after another.

Those who pick up things pick up things, those who help take off their coats take off their coats, and they keep saying: Uncle Chen is working hard.

After all, it was this benevolent businessman who, by virtue of his own strength, made the whole family have no worries about food and clothing.

Except for Chen Daji, Chen Fu greeted everyone with a smile.

He pointed to the big and small bags and said.

"It's a change of clothes for you boys, five sets per person, complete from inside to outside."

"According to your personal size, the name is written on it, don't take it by mistake."

"Girls, I'm a big bastard and I didn't dare to buy it. I will give the money to the old sister-in-law of the Zhao family. She has good eyesight. Let her choose Fei'er and Ruyu in the city."

Hu Family Fairy and Toad Ruyu are well-behaved people, so they naturally thanked each other.

Zhang Chao looked at Hua Jiunan, Chen Daji, and Zhao Fei with envy.

However, when he found that one of the three bags had his own name written on it, he couldn't help being surprised.

"Chen, Uncle Chen, why, how, how can I have you?!!"

Chen Fu was dumbfounded when asked: "Nephew of the Zhang family, why can't I have you?!"

This time it was Zhang Chao's turn to be asked the question, and then he understood.

The benevolent businessman in front of him already considered himself a family member in his heart.

Poor Zhang Chao, since his father passed away, he has never worn new clothes.

By looking down at the clothes, he secretly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Choking with sobs, he said softly, "Thank you, Uncle Chen!"

Chen Fu's face was full of reason.

"You silly boy, why are you being polite to my uncle?"

"It's the first time I'm buying clothes for you, and I don't know if it fits or not. If it doesn't fit, I will change it for you tomorrow."

In this situation, it was Zhao Fei's turn to be stupid:

Because there are only three bags of clothes in total, and now Hua Jiunan, Chen Daji, and Zhang Chao all have them, which can only mean that they don't have any of their own.

Zhao Fei cried and mourned with his big face like a washbasin, and couldn't help asking.

"Uncle Chen, you are biased! Why is there no mine?!"

Chen Fu looked Zhao Fei up and down, shook his head and said helplessly.

"Uncle also wants to buy it for you, but I've searched everywhere, but I can't find such a big size..."

Everyone roared with laughter, except for Zhao Fei...

After some frolicking, Chen Fu walked quickly to the deaf mother-in-law and grandma Mai.

Respectfully handed over the two dry tobacco poles.

"You two old aunts, I specially asked someone to bring this back to you from the province."

"Second elder, see if you like it."

The two old people smiled like flowers, and kept stroking with their hands after receiving it.

"Like, like, Chen Fu, we like everything you give!"

Only then did Chen Fu feel relieved, and while yawning, he bid farewell to the elder.

"Two old aunts, I don't know what's wrong today, I'm very sleepy."

"I won't accompany you two for dinner, go back to the house and lie down for a while."

At the same time, the little god "Chen Erfu" in Guanghua Mansion also appeared to be depressed.

Even the old man Jing Ada didn't need to give him a bath, and he lay listlessly on the incense table.

The snow corpse looked worried, picked him up with both hands, and hurriedly ran towards the inner courtyard.