"So Chu Guoguo is afraid of ghosts."
Yun Mian grabbed the Third Master's arm and pulled him out towards the toilet.
"Chu Guogua, there are no ghosts in the world. It's the children who are making trouble, and the adults say there are ghosts in the world to stop the children from making trouble."
"I...I'm not afraid of ghosts, I'm afraid of the dark."
After leaving the house, he found the yard was pitch black. The third master followed Yun Mian with a frown and a nervous look on his face.
Cuckoo...
"Pink Dudu, what...what is this sound?"
Young Master San was a city dweller who had never heard the cry of an owl since he was born. Suddenly, the cry of an owl rang out in the night, drowning out the sounds of owls and insects, and reached Young Master San's ears particularly clearly. Young Master San was so frightened that he pounced forward and hugged Yunmian, wrapping himself around Yunmian like an octopus.
Yun Mian was almost forced to take a step back by him.
"Chu Guoguo, this is the cry of an owl. Haven't you heard the cry of an owl?"
"That's the cry of an owl."
Young Master San let go of Yunmian, his little face filled with embarrassment.
"There are no owls hooting at night in Yucheng. Owls hoot really badly."
Walking to the door of the toilet, Yunmian stood on tiptoe to reach the light switch, gently pulled it down, and the toilet became lit.
Yun Mian turned her head and glanced at the Third Master.
"Chu Guoguo, go in. Be careful not to fall into the pit."
Seeing that the Third Master was dressed in a noble manner and looked out of place in the muddy countryside, Yun Mian felt that she needed to give him a reminder.
Young Master San opened the door of the country toilet in a very clumsy manner. Before closing the door, he opened his eyes wide and looked at Yunmian.
"Pink Dudu, just wait for me outside, don't leave."
"Well, I'll be waiting for Chu Guoguo outside."
Comparing the arrogant and cold Third Master during the day with the fearful and nervous Third Master at night, Yun Mian couldn't help but sigh.
Is this really the same person?
The pit toilets in the countryside are very smelly, and there are many long-legged mosquitoes in the toilets in midsummer. When the young master San was peeing, he was bitten by long-legged mosquitoes on his buttocks three times, and three big red spots appeared. He was so depressed that he came out of the toilet with a dark face.
Yun Mian noticed that his brows were furrowed even deeper than before he entered...
After you urinate, shouldn’t you feel happy both physically and mentally?
"Chu Guoguo, what's wrong with you?"
Yunmian asked in dialect while turning off the lights.
As the light in the toilet went out, the Yun family's yard fell into darkness again. The third master quickly reached out and grabbed Yun Mian's small fleshy arm.
"Your toilet doesn't work at all. It stinks and there are a lot of mosquitoes in it."
After hearing this complaint, Yun Mian suddenly understood.
It turned out that the butt was bitten by a mosquito. No wonder the little face of the burden was so smelly.
Yun Mian felt a little strange when talking about mosquitoes.
In midsummer, there are mosquitoes everywhere in the countryside. After taking a shower, I sit in the yard to cool off, and my ears are filled with the buzzing of long-legged mosquitoes, but I, who am so delicate, am not bitten at all.
Could it be that the Qilin's auspicious aura also scared away the mosquitoes that were causing trouble in the summer?
Yun Mian subconsciously touched the Qilin scales hanging around her neck, and her lips curled up with joy.
This is a really powerful object.
The next day, Mei Cuiping got up at daybreak to make breakfast. Chen Ju and Lu Feng came to help early in the morning.
After breakfast, Lu Feng went to the big weeping willow at the entrance of the village and drove his car, ready to take Yun Aiguo and his son and two children to Huangshi Town.
The yellow mud road only leads to the village entrance, so the Chu family's Volga car can only be parked under the big weeping willow.
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