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Chapter 45: Use my daughter's head full of hair as a calendar

The only thing she can count on is Shiniang's help. Unfortunately, let's not talk about whether she can show up in front of her brothers. Even if she can, she is still afraid that her brothers will be frightened by Shiniang's ugly appearance after seeing her. How can she break that?

If she didn't send food then, it would probably scare her two brothers silly.

Forget it, forget it, anyway, people can live for seven days without eating and three days without drinking water. It's really not possible. If those annoying women don't bring food and water to everyone tomorrow, she will find a way.

Xiao Yuqi thought very bachelorly, chewing the pastries cherished in his mouth, twisting his little body, preparing to change his position to sleep.

As soon as she moved, her eyes suddenly shrank.

That's, that's...

That stupid person standing on top of a mass of dried blood, with no legs under his body, looking at Bai Yingying, um, no, it’s a ghost, yes, it’s a ghost! Isn’t it the same person who couldn’t stand the humiliation during the day and crashed into the wall violently and died?

Is this the eldest girl Xiao Yufang?

Has she turned into a ghost?

A ghost lives in the same room with everyone, and there is a mother he cares about next to him. What if this thing affects her mother?

No, we can't let it go. Who knows if a person who dies like this will become as scary and terrifying as Shiniang? If she scares her mother, she will be ruined!

Xiao Yuqi, who is controlled by her mother, subconsciously protects her mother. When she saw the ghost of Xiao Yufang, who was about to turn into a ghost, she made a decision in her heart almost instantly.

Recalling the feeling when Shuo Shiniang entered the Wanfa Encyclopedia, she concentrated her mental strength, and then performed the operation in a flurry. She found that the ghost who was still stunned suddenly got into the Wanfa that she had just communicated with a swish.

It’s in the collection.

Not only that, they also occupy a separate page, writing about the new death of Bai Po Yi, who has not yet fully formed. It is different from what Shiniang said on the page, the century-old giant view has taken shape as Black Po Yi.

And the most important thing is that the people around him haven't noticed the strangeness of the book on his forehead. Could it be that only he or the demons and monsters can see Lao Shizi's encyclopedia of magic?

Also, when Xiao Yufang was admitted into the Wanfa Encyclopedia just now, her neck felt cold, causing her to shiver subconsciously. It was really strange.

Well, forget it, never mind, none of this matters!

When he gets the chance later, he will study it carefully. Xiao Yuqi was still muttering to himself before falling asleep.

When Xiao Yuqi woke up from his mother's arms, it was already the morning of the second day. It was already bright outside and it didn't look too early.

Sensing movement in her arms, Li Yurong lowered her head to check her arms, "Ah, mother Qi'er is awake? Little lazy pig." As she said that, she stretched out her hand and pinched Xiao Yuqi's nose lovingly.

Xiao Yuqi was immersed in her mother's care as soon as she woke up in the morning. She felt bubbles of happiness all over her body. She felt distressed that her mother hugged her all night. She struggled to get out of her mother's arms and stepped on the ground with her little feet.

The little guy couldn't help but yawned twice in succession.

I really don't blame myself for being lazy, it's all because I was too noisy last night and had such a disturbing dream in the middle of the night. She is still young and needs sleep.

Speaking of last night, Xiao Yuqi hurriedly looked for Aunt Yang who made trouble last night, eager to know whether the fever of Yue'er had gone down.

Looking at her daughter's little head looking around, Li Yurong called her daughter in a low voice while shaking her numb arms and legs.

"Qi'er, come."

"Mom, that..." Xiao Yuqi ran back to her mother and subconsciously glanced at Aunt Yang who was guarding the cell door.

Li Yurong touched her little face and comforted her, "Qi'er is fine. Your third sister is much better."

Last night, when everyone in the cell was basically asleep, she was cruel and tore off the hem of her obscene clothes, pulled out a piece of cloth as big as her palm and secretly handed it to Aunt Yang, suggesting that she keep talking to the child to encourage her.

While undressing the child to dissipate heat, she asked her to put a piece of cloth on the child's forehead. If there was no water, she would adapt to local conditions. She took the iron chain on the door, pulled off a piece of it and put it on the piece of cloth to cool the child.

After all, I still can't bear it. Doing this is just for peace of mind, and it is even more like treating a dead horse as a live doctor.

Fortunately, the method works, or the child has a strong desire to survive.

Although Aunt Yang worked hard that night and had to stand at the door of the cell to borrow the light of the iron chain, fortunately, when the sky became slightly brighter, the heat in the body of the third girl, Xiao Yuyue, gradually subsided.

Naturally, Li Yurong would not tell her daughter about this. She just patted her little butt gently, lowered her voice and comforted the child in her ears, and then tidied up the child's appearance.

Until the last evil moment, Li Yurong naturally still wants to clean up her daughter to make her life easier. If possible, there is nothing wrong with being clean. If you love to be clean, you won't get sick easily in the mess in front of you.

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Holding up her sleeves, she wiped the child's eye mucus, and using her claws to form hooks, she pulled away the messy little hair on the child's head. She first separated two strands and braided two small braids, and then tied the two small braids with the rest of her hair.

Together, they form a big chirp.

Two days have passed since they were sent to jail yesterday. Because it is summer, there is not even a straw in the prison where they are, and everyone is lying directly on the ground.

Judging from the experience of the last life, everyone may not know how long they will stay here. In order to know the time, I can only follow the method of tying knots to record events, use my daughter's hair as an almanac, and braid a small braid after one day.

If the time is too long and it is not enough, she still has her own hair full of black hair.

Xiao Yuqi enjoyed her mother's caring time very much, and she let her mother play with his little head without moving.

The other female relatives who woke up one after another, especially the second wife, Zhao Ning, couldn't stand the look in their eyes, and couldn't help but ridicule.

"Hmph, we are all in such a state of desperation now. We don't think about how to get out of our sins or how to serve our elders, but we still have the mood to comb those two yellow hairs and serve a little girl. Humph! A concubine is a concubine and cannot be promoted to a higher place.

mesa……".

Who is Li Yurong? After experiencing all the hardships in her previous life, how can she be some unimportant person who gets angry when she says unimportant things?

She lets the second wife say sarcastic remarks, but she remains unmoved and makes her mad!

As for Xiao Yuqi, that’s even more annoying!

Why? Because she actually doesn’t understand these weird words!

In a child's straightforward view of right and wrong, her growth in the past ten years has been straight forward. What do you mean by beating around the bush? Sorry, the stubborn little guy doesn't know. Of course, if you are farting, no one will look down on you.
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