The long white hair on Liu Meijuan's shoulder is clearly white fox hair!
Combined with the white fox fur she mentioned, it is easy to connect the two together.
Besides, there is a fluctuation of spiritual energy on this long hair...
White fox... Fox...
Song Ning's eyes were solemn. It seemed that it was the one causing the trouble...
"You dare take on Bai Daxian's leather business? Isn't it obvious that something bad is going to happen?"
Zhang Lan clasped her hands together and muttered "Amitabha" for a while.
"This... every wrong has its perpetrators..."
"We are tailors. We are only responsible for sewing the things that customers bring in. Bai Daxian shouldn't be able to find us, right?"
After hearing what Zhang Lan said, Liu Meijuan felt a little uneasy.
Didn’t the smell of foxiness appear in Master’s family first?
Could it be that it was really Bai Daxian who was causing trouble?
"Bai Daxian is the leader of the Wuchang Immortals. How can ordinary people get close to him? Amitabha! Don't blame me!"
Zhang Lan chanted the Buddha's name a few times with lingering fear.
After thinking about it, she felt it was not safe, so she took out the talisman Song Ning gave her. No matter what it was, she just held it in her hand first!
The Bai Daxian that Zhang Lan mentioned is the fox among the ordinary immortals in the family “Fox Yellow, White, Willow Gray”.
Fox, yellow, white, willow and gray, namely fox, weasel, hedgehog, snake and mouse.
It is commonly known as "fox yellow, white willow and gray" or "gray yellow fox and white willow" among the people. It is a great immortal and a common offering among the people in northern China.
They appear very frequently in the Northeast, and some people even become their "exorcists" to solve people's metaphysical problems.
I didn’t expect to see it here today!
Song Ning sneered, just a bunch of beasts!
They call themselves immortals, do they deserve it?
"Was it really Master Bai Daxian who harmed me?"
Liu Meijuan clenched her fists in anger. Why would it want to hurt even someone as kind as her master?
"not necessarily…"
Song Ning shook her head. "If a ghost wants to harm someone, the price it has to pay is beyond your imagination!"
"The only people who can harm others are humans!"
"The human heart is often scarier than ghosts!"
Liu Meijuan was slightly stunned. "You mean... someone deliberately harmed Master?"
Song Ning shrugged, "Let's wait and see..."
After Song Ning finished speaking, she gently rolled the long hair in her hand. The long hair fluttered in the wind and soon turned into ashes.
She went back to the house, got a few talismans, packed up simply, and prepared to go with Liu Meijuan.
At this time, Zhang Lan walked into the room cautiously.
"Song Ning, listen to your mother. Don't be so stubborn. If you can't beat us, just run away..."
"That Tailor Feng is not even related to us, there's no need for us to risk our lives for him..."
Zhang Lan’s idea was correct, and Song Ning responded with a temper.
"that…"
Zhang Lan hesitated for a moment, "What do you want to eat? Mom will make it for you..."
Song Ning smiled, knowing that Zhang Lan was returning the favor, and pretended to think about it for a while.
"Xiaolongbao, please!"
I didn't order any dishes that were too difficult, for fear that Zhang Lan wouldn't be able to cook them.
Xiaolongbao is simple, but a little troublesome. Zhang Lan was thinking about performing and didn't think it was troublesome.
"Why!"
Zhang Langguo responded happily, "This mother can do it!"
"Don't delay too long, or the buns will get cold and you won't be able to eat them..."
"Do you have any clothes and shoes that need washing? I'm helping you wash them..."
"I was thinking of making you two more quilts..."
"You and Qiao Bo will be joining the army in a few days. The quilts you buy won't be as comfortable as the ones we make at home!"
"I need to make you a few more pairs of shoes. The shoes you bought are hard and not comfortable at all..."
Zhang Lan muttered a lot with a little excitement.
My family was really poor before, and we couldn’t afford to eat or wear anything.
Now that she has a daughter-in-law who can earn money, her life has suddenly become better and she can't control her desire to spend money.
I never knew before that money can make sounds in your hands!
Song Ning smiled and agreed to everything Zhang Lan said, as if everything depended on Zhang Lan.
"Mom, don't just focus on me! Why don't you make yourself a couple of sets of clothes? Aunt Liu can do it, right?"
"Let her do it for you twice..."
"You'll have to accompany me to the capital someday, so you'll need two decent sets of clothes!"
Song Ning looked at Zhang Lan with a smile and said.
"Kyoto? Why would I go there?"
The farthest place Zhang Lan had been to was the town, and she had never been to Beijing.
"Negative gold..."
Song Ning lowered her voice in agreement, "I don't think we can get much in exchange in town. If we want to exchange more, we have to go to Beijing!"
"I can't... My legs would tremble if I went there..."
Zhang Lan hadn't gone yet. Just thinking about it made her legs tremble and she began to back out.
"What are you afraid of? I'm here! Don't worry about me going alone! What if I get kidnapped?"
Song Ning pouted deliberately and looked at Zhang Lan worriedly.
“It’s true!”
Zhang Lan also followed Chou and asked, "How about... I go with you?"
"Then you should make a few sets of clothes first... well... don't make them too bad. Just pick up a hundred bucks a set and make them!"
The clothes Zhang Lan wore were so worn out that they were patched in many places.
It seems that what she said before about all the money saved at home was saved by her from every penny she took.
Song Ning had never seen such shabby clothes before, and had been thinking of asking Zhang Lan to make two sets for them. Now was the chance.
"A hundred bucks or so?! Oh my goodness..."
Zhang Lan immediately bit her cheek, she had to bite it!
It hurts not to bite her!
"That's too much! One hundred dollars is enough for our whole family to buy everything..."
"You don't know, but people always respect their clothes before they respect others. Dressing decently can save you a lot of trouble."
Song Ning was too lazy to give a slap in the face to those who looked down on others.
If you have the time, why not eat something delicious?
I've wasted my life with others and ended up giving them something to talk about!
“So this money can’t be saved at all!”
While talking, Song Ning picked up the pen and quickly drew a few more talismans, then put them on the table to dry.
"Oh no! If I don't save, I'll definitely spend all my money!"
Zhang Lan was persuaded by Song Ning and agreed with her cheek bitten.
Song Ning smiled and shook her head, "Don't worry, once we exchange the money, you'll be a millionaire!"
"That's right!"
Song Ning's words made Zhang Lan smile widely, and she felt so relieved!
She gave birth to two daughters, and for the first time she realized how thoughtful her daughters were.
The eldest daughter, Qiao Xin, got married early, and the family was in financial difficulty at that time.
Although Qiao Xin can help with some housework, she doesn't want to talk when she is tired.
Raising a child was difficult back then. All that mattered was feeding the child and keeping him alive. She and Qiao Xin didn't even have a chance to say a few kind words.
After Qiao Ran was born, the pressure at home became greater, and Qiao Ran never acted coquettishly with her seriously.
But Song Ning is different.
Song Ning is a spoiled child who knows how to act like a spoiled child. After spending the past few days with her, I've really gotten over her temper...
Liu Meijuan outside the door could no longer sit still. She wanted to stand up and call Song Ning out several times, but was stopped by Qiao Yuan.
It was a great favor that Song Ning agreed to accompany them on this trip, and they couldn't go too far.
Qiao Erbao raised his head high.
He thought that his sister-in-law was willing to go with them to see his mother's master because of his face!
He secretly made up his mind that he must be filial to his sister-in-law in the future!
Song Ning: Listen to me say thank you...?