Who is the father of this egg! ?

After complaining about Ji Baba all the way, the gloomy mood of the gray hair improved a lot ==, when he got home, he urged Ji Baba to take out the "Yin and Yang Discrimination and True Dragon Li Qi Jing" to find the detailed records about Shiguai.

"Yin Yang Differentiation and True Dragon Li Qi Jing" said that a certain Taoist priest gave it to the gray-haired parents as a thank you. The gray-haired parents are a pair of illiterate children, and they didn't understand what the book said when they died. Huimao Huimao can understand a thing or two, but the doll is an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, and the content in the book is mostly for his own use, so Huimao didn't study this book very deeply. Later, when he met Ji Baba and his son, Pity this poor family, Ji Baba can't even spread out a pancake, so Huimao gave Ji Baba the book as a book on getting rich.Lian Mengjiachai, a deadly illiterate chicken, and with that pretty face, it's easy to coax some old men and aunts, and gradually gained a firm foothold in the village in the city.

Of course, Ji Baba's fortune-telling, fortune-telling and feng shui are not just relying on cheating. He is slightly better than his son because he is easy to learn. He has turned this book into a pile of rags. In order to prevent the book from falling apart, Ji Baba hand I copied several copies and kept them for reading.

It's just that I don't know the word well.

Gray Mao laughed at the ants crawling on the manuscript until it cramped, and the angry Ji Baba picked it up and wiped the table vigorously before stopping.

"I only introduced 'Shiguai' in the book, and didn't say how to deal with it." Ji Baba was worried while flipping through the book.

Gray Mao shook his head, hating that iron cannot be made into steel, "You really are your son's real father! Look at this sentence, 'When fortune is extremely bad, qi is extremely bad, and both qi and luck are bad, yin and yang compete for heaven and earth, and phoenix's saliva is tied to obedience', The meaning of this sentence is to find someone who is particularly unlucky and recites words, and when the yin and yang are at odds, you can defeat it with phoenix saliva!"

"Phoenix salivation?" Ji Baba looked confused.

Gray Mao also frowned, "If you can find Fenghuang's saliva, you can just swallow it and be good. Where do you need to lose your energy and luck?"

"What about the unlucky ones who recite words?"

"Su Bai's family can just find anyone—"

Before Huimao finished speaking, he looked up and saw Ji Xiaoxiao walking into the far door with a happy face on his back, "Daddy! I'm hungry!"

It's time to smoke after school!

Ji Baba suddenly realized that he still had a bruised nose and swollen eyes, which would damage his image as a tall and majestic father for Ji Xiaoxiao, so he quickly pulled out the light cord beside him with a snap, "The meal is on the table, eat by yourself! "

As soon as he entered the room, it was suddenly dark. Ji Xiaoxiao didn't react, and almost tripped over the stool on the floor. He rubbed his feet and complained loudly, "Why are you pulling the lamp? How can you eat in the dark!"

Ji Baba said majestically: "Save electricity, even if the lights are turned off, you won't be able to eat into your nostrils."

In the hazy moonlight outside the window, Ji Xiaoxiao suddenly found a big mouse standing on the table, "Isn't this Uncle Hui?" Ji Xiaoxiao's tone was suddenly indescribable, three points suspicious, three points unbelievable, four points struck by lightning, "Big, it's late at night, you two turn on the lights when you see me coming back, you, you and me, let me tell you that it's wrong to let cannon fodder show your face before the main card is on the stage!"

Huimao and Ji Baba looked at each other in the darkness, one chicken and one mouse were all Lei De, one Buddha was born and the other Buddha ascended to heaven.

"You bastard is talking nonsense, I think you're itchy again, don't you—ah?" Ji Baba's facial expression was too ferocious, and he immediately involved the wound on his face, and couldn't hold back the pain so much that he cried out.

Ji Xiaoxiao immediately touched it vigilantly, "Dad, what's wrong with you? Why are you covering your face?"

"No, it's fine."

"Let me see!" Ji Xiaoxiao pulled off the light cord smoothly, under the dim light, Ji Baba's colorful face covered with purple potion was both funny and pitiful, and Ji Xiaoxiao's heart was suddenly pulled When he got up, he asked in a crying voice, "You, what happened to your face?"

Ji Baba hastily turned around, unexpectedly bumped into a wound on his waist, and fell limply on the broken chair from the pain, "Oh shit, my waist"

Ji Xiaoxiao's tears burst into tears, and she was crying so hard that she wanted to help her father up but was afraid of hurting him, "Dad! What's wrong with you! Did some bad guys beat you up, I'll go Kill him! I'll kill him!"

Ji Xiaoxiao was about to touch the knife, Huimao and Ji Baba hurriedly stopped him, and told him about the afternoon's events in a shortened manner, emphasizing "there is a reward of 1 yuan" and the fact that there is a bad person who will be rewarded. The belching finally made Ji Xiaoxiao's mood stabilize, and she stopped crying and beating and killing.

After crying, Ji Xiaoxiao started a filial chicken, not even letting her father serve the rice bowl, but insisting on feeding her father.

Huimao saw that the father and son were kind and filial, and he was redundant, so he casually grabbed a paw of rice from Ji Baba's rice pot and ran away.

Ji Baba enjoys the meticulous care of her own dead chicken, and is moved to tears. At night, Ji Xiaoxiao insists on sleeping with her father, saying that she is afraid that her father will not be able to drink water in the middle of the night, making Ji Baba tearful. I can't wait to turn into the original shape and squeeze the cute, filial and smart dick under the buttocks so it hurts.

After sleeping until midnight, Ji Xiaoxiao suddenly opened her eyes: No, my son is here!

In the next second, the eyelids snapped and closed again zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

I didn't think of his "cub" until dawn, but in my dream I dreamed of pouring two cups of tea for my old father

The big green egg has been kept in the red schoolbag, thrown casually on the broken sofa.Moonlight diffused across the room through the broken glass windows, and under the dim light, the red schoolbag suddenly moved, then moved again, then vibrated at a very small frequency, and suddenly the red schoolbag stopped abruptly , everything returned to silence.

The next day Ji Baba was woken up by a strong knock on the door.

There seemed to be a large group of people standing outside, and there was a voice shouting: "Open the door! Open the door, you liar! Open the door!! Give me back my son!"

"Open the door! Open the door!"

Another voice was half crying and half singing: "Obviously alas, grandpa is sorry for you, obviously alas, it is grandpa who harmed you~"

Ji Baba was still in his sleep, and he became conscious in a daze. He opened his eyes slightly, only to hear the noise outside the yard.

This weekend, my son fell asleep and turned back into a round chicken, drooling.

Ji Baba sat up, pushed Yuan Jier, "Get up, go see who is outside the door"

The round chicken, zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz, slept very happily and comfortably, and the chick's mouth was twitching.

Ji Baba pushed it a few times without waking up, put on some clothes casually, covered Ji Zai'er with the quilt, and went out to open the door.

Compared with Ji Baba, who was blushing and drowsy, the group of people holding kitchen knives and big forks blocking the door was obviously not so comfortable. Seeing that Ji Baba's eyes were still covered with gum, I don't know how much sleep he had last night. Xiang, the first man with a kitchen knife scolded viciously with red eyes: "You liar still dare to sleep!? You give me back my son!"

Ji Baba was still in the dazed state when he just woke up, "What, what son?"

Standing next to the man was a woman in pajamas with a haggard face and no makeup on. She was holding a five or six-year-old boy in blue clothes in her arms. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and she almost fainted. It killed you, it killed my child, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo…”