The jujube tree grows vigorously, with green covering the sky and colorful shade.

Yin and Yang Fire Spirit mediates temperature and can always keep the temperature of the courtyard in the most comfortable area of ​​the human body.

It is cool, refreshing, and has a lot of comfort.

Compared with the outside, the courtyard is an excellent summer resort.

The big hair waved the broken blade of Yin and Yang evil in the two realms, and made a clanging and clanging with the remaining wood of Fusang, and no one could do anything to anyone's chopping action.

Damao recognized that this piece of wood was a piece of firewood.

In his impression, firewood must be cut into two pieces.

Nothing is divided into two is not good firewood. You need to constantly chop and chop into obedient good firewood.

Ermao gathered the vegetable garden and planted the vegetable seeds, and there were already green buds rising from the fields.

She pulled weeds, fertilized, watered, and piled up stones on the ridges, and everything was going on.

It seems that these lives are engraved in her genes, and even if they become silver corpses, they will subconsciously remember them firmly.

Ermao looked at the pointed green buds in the ground, as if he had seen his life rejuvenated.

Ermao may think... Well, plant a Ermao in the field. When autumn comes, you can harvest a lot of Ermao, and grow a lot of Ermao again. In this way, the owner can have countless Ermao serving him.

Xiaosang held the chicken with his left hand and hid it behind his right hand. He threw the chicken into the kitchen and was about to thrust the tree on his body.

"I'm back, the hair hasn't been pulled yet." Chen Feng's pot was boiling water and pointed behind Xiaosang, "What should I hide?"

Xiao Sang curled his lips, and his face was rarely shy, "No... nothing."

"Nothing is anything, let me see." Chen Feng looked back, and Xiaosang turned around, but was seen by Liuli, who was squinting his eyes on the recliner.

"You little brat, I told you to kill the chicken. You really killed the chicken. What's the matter if you twist the chicken's neck off? You can't use a knife?"

Xiaosang looked back and smiled, then turned around and said to Chen Feng with a stern face, "You didn't say you need to use a knife to kill a chicken. How do I know? The chicken is there anyway, do you want it?"

"Oh, I... I can't cure you anymore, right?" Chen Feng rolled up his sleeves, looked like he was fighting, and turned his head and shouted to Liuli: "Xiao Sang won't help."

With a whoosh.

Before Liuli could respond, the chicken on the ground disappeared.

Next to the well, Xiao Sang treated the dead chicken as Chen Feng, and pulled the chicken feathers sadly, one by one, and was full of force. He scolded in his heart: If you have the ability to fight one by one, don’t complain, just pluck your hair, and I will pluck your hair without any of them.

"Before plucking hair, you should use boiling water to blanch it."

"Okay, I understand."

In Liuli's tepid tone, Xiaosang answered simply and neatly, and could also hear sweet joy from his tone.

Chen Feng chopped onion, ginger and garlic, and shook his head when he heard it... Xiao Sang is good at everything, but he is afraid of women. Oh, what's the point of being afraid of women...

"The teapot is gone."

"You are here." Chen Feng rolled up his apron and wiped it with both hands, held the boiling kettle and ran away, "Master, do you think this boiling water is hot?"

"It's okay." Liuli's accent was enough, lying on the recliner swaying back and forth, squinting his eyes and gently swaying the banana fan that Chen Feng gave him, enjoying it.

After adding boiling water to the teapot, Chen Feng took the kettle to the well and poured boiling water on the chicken soaked in cold water.

Facing Xiaosang, Chen Feng's attitude was different. He said disgusted: "Why did you soak in cold water? Once the chicken blood is coagulated and boiled water, the hair is easy to pull, and the chicken skin is not smooth enough."

Xiao Sang is so naive... You are timid in front of Liuli and will strike hard in front of me. Who gives you the courage?

Xiao Sang immediately stopped doing it, pushed open the basin of the chicken, and stared at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng was so guilty that he was so guilty.

Chen Feng coughed and just looked at Liuli.

Xiaosang had already started rolling up his sleeves and plucking the feathers for the chicken.

Seeing Xiaosang submitting under his own tyranny, Chen Feng was quite satisfied... Humph, no matter how high your stature is, I have the knife Liuli.

Chen Feng is afraid of Xiaosang, Xiaosang is afraid of Liuli, Liuli listens to Chen Feng, Chen Feng likes to tease Xiaosang, Xiaosang wants to deal with Chen Feng, and Chen Feng brings Liuli out... infinite loop.

Yinzhu and Yangming watch this family fight wits and courage every day, and it is very interesting to see it. It would be even better if there were melon seeds.

Family size.

Some people chop firewood, some farm, some enjoy the cool air, some pluck hair, some mediate Feng Shui, and some are busy in the kitchen.

Isn't this life?

Rare comfort.

Someone will give it to you in the morning, and some people will wait in the afternoon.

There is no worries about food and clothing, and the family is harmonious. Occasionally, I can go to Zuixinfang to drink, and Liuli will give it money, for fear that the money will not be enough to lose face. Such a sensible housekeeper, what kind of bicycle do you need in life?

Chen Feng prepared the seasonings and was very satisfied with the current situation.

The plainness is the truth.

Chen Feng just wants to live a peaceful, peaceful and unrestrained life.

However, there are not so many people in the world who are satisfied with it.

If you don’t look for trouble, things will come to you.

This pleasant little day is just a few days later.

Then there was news of the rebellion of Jigu Sect in Tanzhou area.

Chen Feng was also stunned when he learned the news.

Jigu Sect? Isn’t this the first incarnation of the Send-Sending Empress I came into contact with. Is that country witch, who was founded by Qisha No. 2, a country witch?

I remember the life of the witch on Yin and Yang, the Jigu Sect was founded in Yongzhou, so how did the rebellion originate in Tanzhou? There was also a Cangzhou between the two.

Speaking of Tanzhou.

Chen Feng was deeply impressed.

The former was from Luwei Town, Tanzhou.

The first soul he called, Qian Xiaoshu, was from Hulu Village on the banks of Yongding River in Tanzhou. Not far from that place was the former being captured by bandits and sold to bird demons. Finally, he jumped off the cliff and fell to the Crow and Magpie Ridge on the grain truck.

Lin Xiaomu's hometown is in Cangzhou, not far from the Canglan Mountains, and is the Yaque Ridge in Tanzhou.

The tragic starting point of the previous life's fate was that the hometown suffered a war.

Where did this war come from?

I have to talk about the terrain of Tanzhou.

The southwest of Tanzhou is Mingzhou and the southeast of Cangzhou. There is a narrow grain transport route directly to Kyoto and belongs to the Canglan Mountains.

Why set up a grain transport route?

because.

Tanzhou is Dashun Bian Prefecture, bordering the demon tribe territory.
Chapter completed!