Chapter 36 Something special!
Li Siyu froze on the spot, thinking for a while before saying: "Is this what you said, the correct way to raise Xiaobai?"
Zhang Hao nodded heavily: "Yes, Xiaobai needs to be raised like this. Look how lively this little guy is now."
Hear the words.
Li Siyu looked at Xiaobai carefully again.
I have to say that Xiaobai's condition looks really good now, he is energetic and seems to be a lot more lively, and he can rub himself around his feet.
She leaned down and held Xiaobai, who was still relatively thin, in her arms. Looking at the eyes that had never been opened and the cute little black nose sniffing the air, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.
Seeing this, Zhang Hao's mouth curled up.
"Then I'll go cook first, and Xiaobai will be left to you." Li Siyu put Xiaobai on the ground again, let him walk around casually, turned and walked into the kitchen, and started busy.
Zhang Hao continued to sit on the chair, always paying attention to Xiao Bai's every move.
More than an hour later, bursts of aroma wafted from the kitchen.
Immediately afterwards, Li Siyu, dressed in indigo Hanfu, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, holding fried vegetables in one hand and crossing the threshold with his skirt slightly raised.
Zhang Hao immediately reached out to pick it up and sent it into the main hall.
As the dishes were placed on the dining table, Zhang Hao also put the remaining [Dipsacus] powder into Xiao Bai's bowl.
In the main hall, the two of them sat opposite each other, with bowls and chopsticks placed in front of them.
Xiaobai closed his eyes and followed the taste to the bowl.
Before he started eating, the little guy raised his head and said: "Ouch~"
This howl with a milky sound was like a declaration that the meal was ready. After the cry, he buried his head in the bowl and started eating the rice in big mouthfuls.
Zhang Hao and Li Siyu looked at each other and smiled.
"It knows the rice is delicious."
"Eat quickly."
"Okay~"
……
Eat and drink enough.
After Zhang Hao put away the dishes, Li Siyu went into the room to rest, and Xiaobai also returned to the cage for a comfortable nap.
After finishing all the work, Zhang Hao also returned to the penthouse. Instead of resting, he picked up the "Mountain Travel Record" and started browsing it again.
Today, the fortune teller has determined the exact date and time for the fox's wedding, so the next step is to prepare everything for the fox's wedding.
And prepare these things...
He looked at the records in the "Mountain Travel Record" and looked at the things that needed to be prepared, and couldn't help but feel his scalp numb.
[Wrap the body in a burial cloth and wrap a section of its hair. 】
[The knife in the butcher's hand needs to be soaked in blood for several years. The handle is discarded and the blade is left. 】
[The tree at the head of the tomb must be cut off at three inches and six inches, and the roots must be dug out and brought back together. 】
[The ashes of the ten families are scattered and cannot be taken by force, but can only be obtained by request. All the ashes must be women. 】
[One drop of tears is enough for a widow when she cries. 】
Just looking at these things, Zhang Hao felt that the task before him was difficult to complete in six days.
However, although these things look very special, Zhang Hao also knows that these things have magical uses.
Only after preparing these things can he attend the fox wedding.
The cloth for wrapping a corpse into a burial is relatively easy to handle. You only need to borrow some from a certain owner. The difficulty of the task is still normal.
The knife in the butcher's hand was even better. He didn't have a good relationship with the butcher at the entrance of the village, but after what happened yesterday, he went to the butcher to ask for the knife, so there was still no problem.
Needless to say, there were tomb trees. There were many tombs in the mountains, so he only needed to find a host to borrow them.
What's rare is that the remaining two things are the ashes scattered by the ten families, all of which must be women, and the widow's tears for mourning.
Imagine if someone suddenly came to your home one day and wanted to dig up your grave and ask for the ashes of someone who died in your family, would you think he was sick? Will he be beaten out?
The answer is basically yes. As for the widow's tears when crying, that's not difficult to deal with. As long as one family dies and there are orphans and widows left... no, only the widow is left, and the host family is fine. It's okay to ask for a tear when crying. It won't cause too much resentment from others.
It's the key thing, he is something that can only be met but not sought.
In these three villages, people do die every once in a while, but it is rare that the husband dies unexpectedly, leaving only a widow at home.
He can't...just do something illegal and disciplined just to get a tear...
No, no, absolutely impossible.
No matter how you think about it, these two things are very difficult to deal with. The woman's ashes must be outsmarted, and she also needs to think of words to avoid being beaten out by the master's family.
Widow's Tears...
Well, let’s just say it again. If you are lucky, you might meet someone. If you are not lucky...
That means that he may not be destined to participate in the fox's marriage.
Think about this.
Zhang Hao put away the "Mountain Travel Record", lay down on the wooden bed, and took a short rest.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Hao opened his eyes from the dazed feeling.
He looked at the time and saw that he had just slept for about an hour.
He got up from the bed, stretched out comfortably, walked out of the penthouse, and came to the courtyard.
Xiaobai has crawled out of the cage and is lying on the bluestone floor comfortably basking in the sun.
The door to the main hall was open, and Li Siyu was not in the room.
He should have gone to the underground.
Zhang Hao didn't think much, raised his hand to block the dazzling sunlight, and looked straight at the mountain.
For a long time, he sighed silently.
No matter whether you can attend the fox wedding or not, you should prepare your things first.
Start with the simplest.
Thinking like this, he stepped down the steps and walked towards the door.
When passing Xiao Bai, he squatted down and gently stroked Xiao Bai's smooth black and golden hair.
The little guy was sleeping soundly and showed no sign of waking up.
Get up, walk out of the yard, and walk into the village along the bumpy and dry dirt road.
……
Zhaojiacun, pork shop.
"Haozi, what do you want this for?" Zhao Yuan, wearing a leather apron, shook his butcher knife in confusion with his greasy hands.
Zhang Hao smiled: "Hey, it's mainly because your knife is faster. Besides, I have some use for it."
When Zhao Yuan heard this, he smiled heartily, patted his chest and said, "Hey, do you think the knife at home is not fast? In this case, you take your knife over and I will sharpen it for you. This knife sharpening is a skill. , if you can’t grind it well, it’s useless.”
"Don't worry, just bring the knife over. I'll sharpen it for you, brother!"
Zhang Hao smiled and shook his head: "No, Brother Zhao, I value this pig-killing knife in your hand. You have been killing pigs for so many years, and this knife has been with you for so many years. I value this." I’ve had the knife for so many years, so I wanted to buy it from you.”
Zhao Yuan touched his head and was confused.
He really didn't understand Zhang Hao's request, and he was really at a loss.
Why do you just fall in love with the knife in your hand? Why do you have to have this knife in your hand?
This is just an ordinary pig-killing knife, but it has been with me for a long time.
After thinking for a while, Zhao Yuan waved his hand and carefully handed the butcher knife in his hand to him: "Okay, okay, since you want this knife, I'll give it to you. What's the point of talking about money or not? You Handle it carefully, this knife is very fast.”
Zhang Hao happily took the knife and said with a smile: "Okay, Brother Zhao, then I'm welcome."
The butcher has the knife in his hand.
(End of chapter)