Rebirth 78: Hunting for Treasure in the Mountains, Spoiling My Wife and Daughter to the Heavens

"grandmother!"

"Wow, this house is really impressive!"

Lu Weiguo stood inside the house, holding the child.

"Alright, the child is the most important. You don't need to come out. It's warm inside. Don't let the child get cold."

Mrs. Chang greeted Lu Weiguo as he was about to leave.

He stood up, leaning on his cane, and tried to stop them.

However, she didn't go inside. Instead, she stared blankly at the direction of the stove.

"You modified the chimney?"

Mrs. Chang seemed to have figured something out, and she tapped the white wall with her cane.

Every tap left a mark on the wall.

"what?"

Lu Weiguo really didn't know any of this.

In the village, there are experienced craftsmen who make chimneys.

Their skills are excellent; the pot doesn't catch fire in the summer, and the kang (heated brick bed) doesn't emit smoke in the winter.

It's safe to say that you can hardly find this kind of craft anywhere in the surrounding area.

"There's a problem. Listen here, it should be empty, but inside..."

Just as Mrs. Chang was about to continue speaking, her expression suddenly changed!

"Little brat, someone's trying to harm you!"

Lu Weiguo's expression was unusual. "Someone wants to harm me?"

But what does this have to do with the flue?

However, what he said next completely stunned Lu Weiguo.

"Guard the house, first open the doors to let in some fresh air, open all the windows, then go up to the roof and take a look."

After arranging things at Lu Bao's house, Old Mrs. Chang, leaning on her cane, walked into the house and fanned the air in front of her with her other hand.

"I always said young people shouldn't smoke so much. Look at how you're snorting! You're even worse than this old lady. There's nothing else wrong with your house, though."

There was no ventilation. Yesterday, when we were suppressing the fire, the chimney got blocked, preventing air circulation and the firewood from burning completely.

"What was that in the room again? I think it was carbon monoxide. The concentration is too high. You, as an adult, might be fine, but the children can't handle it!"

poisoned by carbon monoxide?

Lu Weiguo listened to these words that shouldn't have come from an old woman's mouth.

I was completely stunned.

This is insane...

Do you know what you do for a living?

You're a great immortal!

They keep a guardian spirit in their home and smoke tobacco they grow themselves.

The incense on the altar burned continuously.

I brought you here to examine a patient suffering from a deficiency syndrome, and you told me...

Damn it, carbon monoxide poisoning!

Do you even know what carbon monoxide is?!

As Mrs. Chang spoke, she pointed to the candles that hadn't been put away.

"Look, did you light candles last night? There's not much air in your room to begin with, and the burning candles used up some of it."

"Luckily, you drink a lot of water, otherwise it wouldn't just be a fever; you could have vomited or fainted."

As she spoke, she casually touched Lu Jiahuan's forehead.

"Look, the temperature went down as soon as we opened the window. That's why I told you to read more books and study more; all you do is hang around outside all day."

If you don't even understand this simple principle, how will you set a good example for your children?

Hearing these words...

Lu Weiguo was completely dazed.

I felt Lu Jiahuan's temperature with my forehead.

In just a short while, it wasn't as hot as before.

Old Mrs. Chang acted like a head teacher, launching into a tirade of ridicule at Lu Weiguo.

With the child's fever subsiding, Lu Weiguo's anxiety lessened.

But this feeling.

Just like that little monk who has believed in gods and Buddhas all his life.

Listening to the old master chanting Buddhist scriptures every day, what if you actually encountered ghosts and spirits?

The experienced craftsman grabbed two submachine guns and charged in.

really.

Not long after, Lu Baojia used an iron hook to pry a large, grayish-black cat out of the chimney.

The black cat's fur was curled up from the smoke.

But those eyes were not cloudy at all.

It was frighteningly bright.

"Alright, you little brat, you'll be able to hunt again soon. If you can get me some game to eat when you have time, I won't charge you."

Mrs. Chang no longer uses a wheelchair; she carries a black cat in her hand, as if she has found some treasure.

He didn't mind the dirt, and took Qiuling back to the village.

Lu Weiguo was dumbfounded, and Lu Baojia didn't understand either.

Only Lu Jiahuan, in just one hour, acted as if he had never had a fever.

She regained her lively self, jumping and running around the house.

"Weiguo, is that the black cat that died a few days ago? Should I go talk to the neighbors? I suspect it was that brat who did it."

It was raining.

However, you can still see several children's footprints under the ladder in the backyard.

"Let it go, it was our fault after all. As long as Jia Huan is alright."

Lu Weiguo sat up all night, and seeing that the child was alright, he felt sleepy.

Tell my older brother I'll come over for lunch.

I turned on the radio, leaned against the wall, listened to the news, and closed my eyes to relax.

But under the willow tree not far away.

Old Mrs. Wai, holding her beloved grandson's hand, spat on the ground.

"Damn it! That old Mrs. Chang, she's ruined my plans again."

. . . . . .

On the other side, Li Xiulian felt a tightness in her chest all morning.

I felt a little better after lunch.

The air in the south is humid, and the air pressure is often lower than in my hometown.

She didn't pay much attention to this discomfort.

but.

Back in the dormitory, which was originally empty, it was now crowded with people.

As soon as Li Xiulian returned, a dozen or so female classmates surrounded her.

"Xiulian, I heard you have bear meat?"

"I used to think yours was dried radish, it smelled awful. Let us see it."

"Exactly, you're not being fair by not sharing this good stuff with us."

"Is there anything else? This isn't enough to go around, so bring it all out!"

Li Xiulian looked at her classmates who hadn't spoken to her in almost two months since the start of the semester.

He panicked a little for a moment.

The bear jerky in my hand was snatched away, and the luggage on the windowsill was also rummaged through.

This group of people seemed to be doing it on purpose.

He took a picture right in front of her, messed up his clothes, and just threw them on the ground.

What are you going to do?

Li Xiulian frowned and said in a cold voice.

"Looking for you? Aren't we classmates? Why are you being so heartless?"

"Exactly, what's wrong with that? Are you a slut who likes to flirt with men but doesn't like interacting with women?"

"We're all sisters, so I'm giving you some friendly advice: you're not young anymore, so try to talk to men less."

The women kept talking, their tone sarcastic, and without saying a word, they all looked at Hu Yue sitting behind them.

Until Hu Yue coughed softly.

The group of female college students then stopped.

"Li Xiulian, I didn't mean anything by it. I just heard from Weidong that you have bear meat here, and that your husband hunted it himself on the mountain."

Look, our reunion is in a week, it's all classmates. Why don't you ask your husband to get some more wild game and mail it over?

That's one way to contribute to my classmates.