Wuchen, that brat, has been wild since childhood. Killing people is easier than killing chickens for her. Although she has become more restrained as she has grown up, her wildness is still there. It must be that brat has instilled the wrong ideas in Anjing. I'll beat that brat to a pulp when I get back.
Jingjing remained silent, vaguely feeling that she shouldn't speak at this time, as it might implicate her aunt. But An'an honestly replied, "It was Auntie who said it."
A sinister smile appeared on Ye Qingqing's face. She knew it was that brat. She'd better wait.
Wuchen, who was skiing in the country, felt a chill run down her spine and stopped. She couldn't help but shiver a few more times. A sense of foreboding welled up in her heart. Who the hell was cursing her?
"Wuchen, what's wrong?"
Minami Tsumabuki slid over and asked with concern.
Wuchen shook his head. "It's nothing."
She pointed into the distance and said, "Let's have a race. Whoever reaches the finish line first will treat everyone."
"OK."
Tsumabuki Minan smiled gently.
After Wuchen finished speaking, she began to slide down, as light as if she were flying on the snow. She even performed several difficult maneuvers in the air, which drew cheers from the others. Many people stopped to admire Wuchen's performance. No one would have guessed that this girl had only learned to ski for a few days.
Minami Tsumabuki intentionally lagged behind. He never intended to beat Wuchen, and he couldn't win anyway. He was inferior to Wuchen in terms of athletic skills, even though he was Wuchen's skiing instructor.
Following slowly behind, Tsumabuki Minami admired Wuchen's graceful and skillful skiing movements as he skied along. He enjoyed the relaxed feeling of being with Wuchen; he didn't have to think too much and could say whatever he wanted, which was especially easy.
His mother urged him to pursue Wuchen and try to make her his wife, but Tsumabuki Minami hesitated because he hadn't figured out his own feelings. Was she just a friendly acquaintance? Or a friend of the opposite sex with whom he had unusual feelings?
Ye Qingqing has already sentenced Wuchen to death. She's just waiting to return to Pingjiang to deal with this brat. She won't teach her anything good, she'll just keep quiet about these rebellious thoughts.
Lu Mo asked An An to explain what happened last night. When she heard that she needed to wash her eyes with a boy's urine to avoid being trapped in a ghost wall, Ye Qingqing quickly turned her head away, afraid of breaking her composure in front of her children. The two little rascals were both annoyed and amused.
"What did you feed your younger brother?" Ye Qingqing asked Jingjing.
Jingjing scratched her head. "They're all edible, and I ate them all. I didn't eat any of the fruit, though. My little brother can pee if he eats them, so I didn't eat a single one."
Ye Qingqing frowned slightly. Jingjing said that it was edible, which meant it was definitely not poisonous. But Zhu Zi said that An'an was poisoned. But the two siblings ate the same food, so why was only An'an poisoned?
Could it be a problem with those fruits?
"Do you still recognize those fruits?" Ye Qingqing asked.
Jingjing nodded quietly. "I recognize those leaves too."
She remembered all the leaves she had eaten last night, and she could pick them all if she went out.
The next day, the sun shone brightly. Jingjing had fully recovered, and the wounds on her face and body had healed. She made the vines that were entwining the stone house retract, and the house returned to its original state. An'an, however, had not fully recovered and lay listlessly in bed.
Lu Mo took Jingjing out to find the leaves and fruits they had eaten before. Jingjing picked them all back, all kinds, and also picked a lot of fruits, bringing back a bag full.
Zhu Zi quickly assessed the situation and said, "None of them are poisonous."
Ye Qingqing was not good at identifying herbs, and she didn't recognize many of the leaves, but she was an expert in pharmacology, so she said, "Could it be that this fruit and one of the leaves produced toxins?"
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