Only I, a big orange, can't cultivate immortality

"Boom—bang!"

The night of New Year's Day is still lively, not inferior to New Year's Eve.At least for the Ji family.

It has been three years since the class transition was achieved through recognition of relatives. The Ji family has changed from the initial timid and bad habits that are hard to change, to now they think they have developed their temperament, and their mentality and behavior have undergone great changes.

They feel that they don’t have to be as petty as they used to be. They have to dig and search for a price of two pennies to buy a vegetable, and they start to spend a lot of money. They bought twenty expensive fireworks that they didn’t dare to think of when they were poor. This year, they bought twenty in one go. Then it was all over.

Mrs. Ji was supported by her little grandson Ji Chang. After watching the last golden fireworks, she felt tired and went back to her room to rest.

"Grandma, go to sleep, my grandson will read a book and accompany you."

Ji Chang helped the old lady to lie down, carefully covered her with the quilt and tucked in the corners of the quilt, then obediently moved to a low table and sat in front of the bed, holding a book with "University" written on the cover and carefully reading it.

Seeing this, the old lady smiled in relief.She was also really tired, she closed her eyes and turned over and fell asleep, completely unaware of what the book her little grandson was reading was about.

Hearing that grandma's breathing became even, Ji Chang heaved a sigh of relief, and gently removed the outermost layer of cover, revealing the original story of Fengyue underneath.

"Jiang Xiucai's First Understanding of Fengyueqing".

Ji Chang leaned against the edge of the bed, looked at it and let out a strange smile, and felt that the sky was getting dark and sleepiness hit him.

Before he knew it, he fell asleep lying on the bedside, and the story book fell from his hand and spread out on the ground.

A gust of cold wind suddenly swept in from the open window, which blew out the candles in good time.

"The thread of love... Empty hanging..."

"Geng Geng's long night...can't sleep..."

In the silent night, an empty melody suddenly came from nowhere.

It is the rhyme of the water town, and the singing woman also uses the soft Wu dialect, and the humming sound echoes slowly, as if entering a theater garden.

"In the middle of the night, whose family is singing an opera..."

Ji Chang frowned impatiently, and complained while yawning.

"Xiao Langjun, doesn't my family sing well?"

The humming stopped suddenly, and a woman's voice with a soft tone came from above her head, a little sad.

"It's not bad..."

Hearing this voice, Ji Chang's ears were half-thawed, and he opened his eyes with a smile, and saw a pair of embroidered shoes with red bottoms and gold embroidered gently shaking in front of his eyes.

He hadn't fully woken up yet, so he raised his head along the pair of shoes, and saw a woman in red sitting on the thick beam on the roof, dressed in a gorgeous wedding dress, with a ring of pearls on her black hair, rich and beautiful.

She was sitting with her back to Ji Chang, Ji Chang couldn't see her face, only looked at her back, always felt that something was wrong.

What is wrong?

Ji Chang's mind seemed to be blocked by something, and he could not figure it out with his eyes downcast, until he saw the pair of toes pointing at him again.

The beam was so high, how did her toes hang down in front of her?

Also... She clearly turned her back to him, but why did her toes point towards her?

Ji Chang woke up suddenly, covered in cold sweat, waking up in fright!

He panted heavily and stroked his chest: "Fortunately...fortunately it's just a dream."

"What dream did Mr. Xiao Lang have that made him sweat profusely from fright?"

"A nightmare..."

Ji Chang answered reflexively, and only after he finished his answer did he realize that something was wrong. Suddenly, his scalp exploded, and his whole body felt as if he had fallen into a cave of ice.

"What kind of nightmare?"

The sweet female voice approached from behind, and her breath swept across Ji Chang's ears coldly, as if being licked by something greasy.

His whole body was trembling and twitching, his teeth were chattering, he turned his head tremblingly, and saw the woman in red through a ray of light coming in from the window.

She walked towards her, but her toes were backward and her heels were forward.

"Did you dream about...the slave's house?"

There was a smile on the woman's beautiful face with heavy makeup, and her eyes were dark, which made her face paler.

"what!!!--"

In the middle of the night, a heart-piercing scream pierced the night sky in Chuncheng.

……

"You want to grow vegetables?"

Ji Dao put down the blue cloth towel sign, and suddenly saw Cheng Zi rushing out of the house, thinking that he had met a mouse, and asked him to find out that he was for another matter.

"I can give you the seeds, and I can lend you the land in the yard for free. Anyway, it's useless for me to come." Ji Dao knelt down in front of him, and stretched out his hand to scratch his chin. "But you have to tell me why you suddenly thought of asking for it." Growing vegetables? It can’t be to help me, can it?”

"Meow meow meow, meow meow meow."

I can do it to help you, but if you are not interested in growing vegetables, then I want to grow them myself.

Cheng Zi rubbed against his fingertips, speaking seriously.

Ji Dao has no interest in growing vegetables, but that doesn't stop him from agreeing: "I'm interested, and you really want to help me. But it's too late today, and I don't have any tools at home. Tell me what you need, and I'll go tomorrow morning." purchase."

Cheng Zi nodded in satisfaction, raised his front paws to rest on his knees, brought his hairy head closer, and pressed his ears to say the names of some items.

Four-toothed rake, small hoe, watering shower, tomato planting needs to be built, and some bamboos need to be cut back.

Ji Dao wrote them down one by one, and finally asked him: "Do you really like growing vegetables?"

Cheng Zi flicked his tail, just right on his calf: "Meow meow meow! Meow woo woo!"

There is such a big yard in front of me, I feel bad if I don’t grow and order vegetables!

Ji Dao was amused by him: "Okay, I won't leave the stall tomorrow, and plant with you."

With Mao Mao, he feels that everything will be very interesting.

Upstairs, Jiang Shuke was reviewing his books, when he suddenly heard a knock on the door, it was Linjiang Immortal.

"What's the matter, Brother Lin?" Jiang Shuke put down the book and welcomed him into the room himself.

"What does Jiang's family usually eat for breakfast?" Immortal Linjiang asked straight to the point.

He looked at Jiang Shuke with scorching eyes, a little bright blue appeared in his purposely dark pupils, as if he was asking a very important question.

Jiang Shuke rolled his eyes, and immediately understood what he wanted to do, and said with a smile: "Eat everything, fried rice, noodles with shredded mushrooms and bamboo shoots, fried rice noodles, steamed buns... Basically, I can do whatever I have at home."

"Do oranges have a taste preference?" Lin Jiangxian asked again.

Jiang Shuke shrugged: "No, his only taste preference is delicious. As long as it is delicious, he will eat anything."

"Thank you." Immortal Linjiang raised the corner of his mouth slightly, raised his hand and patted his head, "What do you want to eat tomorrow morning?"

This is asking him what reward he wants.

“Noodles in Clear Soup with Sour Bamboo Shoots!”

Early the next morning, Cheng Zi woke up under the sun, the hair on his body was fluffed up softly, making him look like a ball of proofed golden dough, but fluffy.

He stretched out his paws, stretched comfortably, and then shook his fur to drive away the last trace of drowsiness.

Looking around again, I found that the Linjiang fairy had disappeared, and the morning breeze outside the window was bringing the fragrance of delicious food.

Cheng Zi was half asleep last night when she was woken up by a sudden scream, and because she was afraid, she crawled into Jiangxian's bed.

Originally, he planned to get up in the morning and ask him where the screams were coming from, but the smell outside the house was so strong that it dazzled Cheng Zi, so he immediately forgot about it and ran out of the room happily.

At that time, Immortal Linjiang borrowed Ji Dao's kitchen and was cooking breakfast.

There were two drawers of fried dumplings in a steamer, a bowl of dried noodles ordered by Jiang Shuke, Ji Daosheng begged for white rice with sour bamboo shoots, and the pot was fried rice with braised pork specially made for Cheng Zi.

Fried rice is wrapped in a golden egg wash and served with peas, bacon and slices of ham.The rice is wrapped in oil, soft and chewy; the peas are crunchy and sweet, and the bacon complements the crucial salty taste. It smells fragrant and hits the nostrils, just smelling it makes people salivate involuntarily.

Braised pork is a side dish. Cut the pork into two fat and three lean pieces, blanch in hot water, stir-fry with rock sugar, add appropriate seasonings and chili flakes, stew in the pot for a quarter of an hour, take it out, and put it together with the soup Pour over rice.

The red sauce is soaked into the fried rice, which makes the taste richer and not too greasy.The fatty meat of the braised pork is crystal clear, the lean meat is dark red, and the excess fat is simmered into the soup, turning into a fragrant and flavorful sauce. It is fatty but not greasy, salty, sweet and delicious.

In ancient times, there was a "Buddha who heard and abandoned Zen and jumped over the wall" Buddha jumped over the wall. Even if this breakfast is not as good as it, it is not far behind.

Jiang Shuke and Ji Dao sat aside holding their own breakfast, eating with the aroma.

They salivated over the breakfast, but no one dared to offer a spoonful.

At this moment, Cheng Zi trotted into the kitchen following the scent, and when he looked up, he saw Lin Jiangxian in front of the stove.

He changed into a Confucian shirt with wide sleeves and an apron around his waist. He was putting fried rice into a bowl and topped it with braised pork.

The aroma in the kitchen was too strong, Cheng Zi couldn't help swallowing, and suddenly a sand sculpture thought——

If he cooks such a delicious meal for himself every day, it doesn't seem like a loss to be with him, huh?

Oh no, it's him who doesn't lose money, he's afraid he'll lose blood.

"Chengzi, come and eat."

Immortal Linjiang caught a glimpse of Cheng Zi coming in, waved to him with a bowl in his hand, and interrupted his wild thoughts at the same time.

After the delicious meal, Cheng Zi instantly forgot about those useless love affairs, kicked her hind legs into his arms, and opened her mouth to catch the first spoonful of rice he fed.

good to eat!

Linjiangxian took the opportunity to kiss the tip of his ear.

……

Jiang Shuke drew a plan for planting vegetables overnight, and divided Ji Dao's yard into four parts. Excluding the open space with apricot trees, there were three remaining parts. rack for wrapping tomato and cucumber vines.

Seeing that he had made clear arrangements, Cheng Zi and Ji Dao followed suit.

Immortal Linjiang didn't help. After breakfast, he said that he had something to go out and asked Ji Dao to plant the seeds first, and he would help raise the seedlings when he came back.

Cheng Zi guessed that he might have gone out to investigate the screaming incident last night, so he didn't ask further.

Ji Dao put on a bunt with sleeves, dug up the soil in the yard with a four-tooth rake, broke up the lumps with a hoe, smoothed them into fine sand over and over again, and then kneaded them into mud balls with water.

Sitting by the mound, Cheng Zi rolled pieces of wet mud into mud balls, his paws were dirty, and there were some mud marks on his face and body.

But he didn't take it seriously, and even had a good time, making Ji Dao feel that the reason why he likes growing vegetables is because he can play in the mud openly, and even teased him a few words.

The price is two symmetrical mud paw prints on the face.

Jiang Shuke fixed the bamboo frame and asked casually, "Hey, did you hear that scream last night?"

"Meow."

Cheng Zi responded softly, his chubby face was shining brightly in the sun, and he slapped two tomato seeds into the mud ball.

Of course he heard it. Not only did he hear it, but he was so frightened that he didn't sleep well for the rest of the night.

Ji Dao wiped off the mud marks on his face, put the mud balls with seeds on the edge of the open space, poured some water with the shower, and was about to speak, but stopped inexplicably.

Cheng Zi's ears twitched, and he heard a burst of noisy footsteps running towards this side. Just as he was about to raise his head, the owner of the footsteps, Ji Lin, whom he had met yesterday, slammed open the courtyard door like a mad bull chariot rushed in.

"Hey! Stop!"

Seeing that the man was about to step on Cheng Zi's hard-kneading clay ball, Jiang Shuke stopped in front of him, not letting him pass.

"Oh! Get out of the way, kid! Don't leave this in the way!"

Ji Lin pushed it away suddenly...it couldn't be pushed away.

He exerted a lot of strength with his hands, but Jiang Shuke remained motionless as if he had been rooted. On the contrary, he was so tired that he blushed and his neck was thick.

"Okay, let's talk if you have something to say." Ji Dao said with a cold face.

Finally remembering the business, Ji Lin gave up continuing to compete with Jiang Shuke, and said anxiously: "Ji Dao! This time you must go home and have a look! Our house was haunted last night, and the old lady and Chang'er were scared sick. In the morning The invited master said that the family needs a scholar to sit in the township, you... you are the number one scholar three years ago, for the sake of everyone being a family, go back...stay for two days?"

Cheng Zi: "... Meow?" Haunted?

Jiang Shuke: "...What? The number one scholar?"

Ji Dao: "...Then what did the master say?"

Three people, three angles.

I can't fix Ji Lin anymore.

……

On the other side, Immortal Linjiang stood in front of the gate of Ji's mansion, looking up at this magnificent mansion, but what was reflected in his pupils was a large swath of black air that was so thick that it couldn't be melted away.

He lowered his eyes and lightly stepped on the ground with his toes: "The town house officer, come out."

As soon as the words fell, a white smoke rose from the sky and turned into a little girl holding a peach branch. Her face was half black and half white, as if she had just come out of the stove.

"Lord Mountain God!"

The little girl bowed to him, with a bitter face for some reason.

The town house official is a land that a rich family invites from the government to guard the house. Although the rank is not high, it is the patron saint of the family. Anyone who has some spare money will invite one to come back to offer incense.

Town house officers generally would not leave the house they were guarding, but this little girl was summoned outside the door.Seeing this, Immortal Linjiang could probably guess what the situation of the Ji family is now.

"What did that family do?" Immortal Linjiang asked straight to the point.

"Lord Mountain God, I don't know." The little girl held her face and sighed exaggeratedly, "I only came here in the middle of last year, and they didn't do anything harmful to the world in the past six months. But have they done it before?" , I don’t know. Lord Mountain God, can you help them? Or drive away the person in the house and let me go in to see the situation.”

Seeing the little girl's sincerely distressed appearance, Lin Jiangxian thought of Cheng Zi who was troubled by certain things for no reason. After thinking about it, he still didn't tell her the truth, but chose a more euphemistic way of saying:

"Don't look at it. Whoever messes with that guy, let him die."

Little girl: "?"