Quick Transmigration: Fate Trading System

The hand was hot and warm, like a small stove.

Su Xin was stunned by this temperature. She remembered that she had accidentally touched the wooden clog's hand last time. It was very cold, just like a stack of ice cubes, but now it is so hot again.

"If you feel cold, just hold my hand, you shake a lot."

The sound of the clogs sounded in the night, and the gentle voice seemed to have the power to settle the mind.

Su Xin was always rude. He clenched that hand and felt better, but his feet were still cold and very uncomfortable.

Hot feet were attached to Su Xin's instep, Su Xin did not help to grind the sheets under the feet.

"If you don't mind me sticking to you, you can put your feet on me for warmth, I don't mind."

Muya looks very talkative and very helpful.

Su Xin narrowed herself into a shrimp, her hand was holding the clogs, and her feet were clinging to the clogs' feet, but there was a large distance between the middle of the body and the clogs.

A warm current seems to have gathered from the interaction of hands and feet to the middle of the body, spreading around. At first, the unbearable cold seemed to have been expelled. Su Xin's look relaxed and took a little Soft.

When he got up the next day, Su Xin was close to the wooden clog. The safety distance in the middle did not know when it disappeared. Su Xin didn't realize it, but approached in a direction that felt warm and comfortable.

Mu Yan opened his eyes after Su Xin opened, and the two eyes were on each other, not embarrassing.

"Good morning, thank you last night."

Su Xin greeted him freely and thanked Mu Yi.

"You're welcome."

The wooden clog got dressed and shook his head.

Today it is said that it was a day for the three to go to catch fish on the other side of the river. The three were very warm and went out, with a small bucket, a large net for fishing, and ice-cutting tools.

The ice on the river was already very thick, Su Xin was very strong, and he had ice-cutting skills in his memory. Su Xin quickly cut out a place.

The river under the ice was flowing slowly and not turbulent. Su Xin lay on the ice and stretched into the river with a net, and soon caught a few fish out.

Tong Qing stared nervously at Su Xin, hurried forward and put the barrel over, letting the fish linger in the barrel.

After catching two fishes, Tong Qing urged Su Xin to go home and let her quickly get off the ice, saying that it was too unsafe.

In this way, I don't know who is the older sister or who is the younger brother. Tong Qing seems to be the brother who manages the disobedient younger sister.

"I know, I know."

As Su Xin was about to get up from the ice, she saw what she saw that day, and just where she was lying down, there were one big palm print after another on the ice. Printed under the ice.

This time is definitely not her illusion. The palm prints are messy and hurried, and there are still many traces of staggering, as if someone was trapped in the ground, constantly trying to push away the ice.

But clearly, Su Xin had just cut a hole and there was no movement.

A zoomed-in child's face suddenly reflected on the ice. Bingcheng originally could not see the situation underneath, but the face was very clear, as if the next moment would break through the ice from the ice. same.

It was the face of an unfamiliar child, and the original owner had never seen the child in Susin's memory.

Su Xin was startled by the suddenly appearing face, and quickly stood up. The child under the ice made a grimace. In this case, it doesn't make people feel cute and cute, but it is creepy. feel.

The child's laughter resounded in his ears. Su Xin was weird, but Tong Qing and Mu Yan seemed to have not heard it. Tong looked at his elder sister's inexplicable movement and hurried Su Xin to his side. Mu Yi is still a calm face for ten thousand years, silent onlookers, silent preparations to leave.

Su Xin didn't say anything, the laughter of the child in her ear disappeared, Su Xin glanced at the place where the child's face appeared, and nothing was seen, let alone the child's face, and the palm print No more.

"It's okay, just a little bit unsteady, just go back."

Su Xin touched her face exposed to the cold wind, and one hand took over the bucket in Tong Qing's hand.

Susin's other hand was ready to be put back into his pocket to absorb a little warmth, but he was caught by the other hand.

That hand was soft to the touch and very warm.

Su Xin nodded slightly at her, and walked forward with a bucket in her hand.

Mu Yan glanced back at the ice surface. A child was standing there. If Su Xin looked back at this moment, she would surely find that the little boy standing on the ice surface was the person she had just seen under the ice.

The little devil saw Mu Mu glanced at him and disappeared immediately.

Two fishes brought home, and the three started a discussion about how to eat.

"I can do it. I'll make it whatever you want. I don't particularly like it."

Mu Yan looked at the two fish swimming in the bucket and said to Su Xin and Tong Qing.

"Brother, what do you want to eat?"

"Sister A, you catch the fish, of course you decide, anyway, as long as sister Sister-made everything is delicious, I like it."

Tong Qing showed his thoughts very rare, without exaggerating and admiring him.

"Let's eat sauerkraut fish? Wouldn't you? I have sauerkraut pickled in my house."

"Yes, but unskilled. I'll try it. If it's not delicious, please forgive me."

Mu Yan said sorry.

"Otherwise we will still eat what you would do well. We can eat whatever you want."

Su Xin bent her eyes. She wasn't afraid that the wooden clams were not delicious, but they didn't know much about it, and there was no recipe here.

"Just this, where is the sauerkraut?"

"In the corner of the kitchen, I covered it with something. Adi took him to look for it, and I went to kill the fish."

Su Xin ordered to Tong Qing, Tong Qing happily took the clog.

Su Xin's hands and feet scraped the fish scales to the internal organs, and then kept rinsing. The cold Su Su's hands hurt, but thinking that this fish will become a delicious meal in the belly after a while, Su Xin continued to wash happily.

After processing the fish, Su Xin sent the fish over and washed his hands.

The fish was killed in the yard. The smell of blood and water mixed with the fishy smell was uncomfortable. There was a feeling of nausea when I smelled it.

Su Xin Xing watched Cui Xing cooking, licked her dry lips, full of expectations for the upcoming food.

The wooden clams were really delicious. The pickled vegetables were delicious. The fish was sliced ​​into thin slices and mixed with the scent of sauerkraut with its own fragrance. It was very delicious and appetizing.

After dinner, Su Xin and Mu Zhi washed the dishes together. Tong Qing plunged into his room and read the unfinished poem.

There seems to be something that can never stop in this village, one after another, not letting people stop.

Su Xin seemed to understand something, but the next moment she found herself in the ditch.

Someone is arguing.

Whenever there is something hilarious in the village, Su Xin will know it in a while, and he is going to take a look.

This was the case. Yang Cui went to Hu Taigong Temple to burn incense. When she came out, she accidentally fell and fell at the door. The fall was terrible, and her face was almost destroyed.

Hu Taigong Temple and Yunniangniang Temple are not too far away. Yang Cui was seen by her aunt in such a fall. The aunt looked cold and said that she was self-reliant.

Yang Cui was originally a hot-tempered person. Because her aunt said that to her in front of everyone, she already had a fire in her heart, and now she met again. Yang Cui was sharp regardless of whether her aunt was a 70-80-year-old Questioned.

When Su Xin arrived, she just heard her aunt talking.

"Ghosts are fascinated and are not afraid to lose their lives. Do you really think that what you do is good?"

"Aunt, I said that your aunt is respecting you, but it doesn't mean that you can say anything casually. You won't say anything if you talk up and down, aunt, you are too bloody."

Yang Cui flirted with the people who persuaded him, and the momentum became more powerful.

"Did I have a blood spurt, you know it yourself."

The aunt's expression was cold and impatient, she turned and left without turning back.

"Hey, I say you ..."

Yang Cui wanted to pass but was persuaded again.

"Cuier, your aunt is 70 or 80 years old, so don't fight with her. She is very stubborn. Besides, you just fell a little bit, just go home and get it."

"Rely on the old and sell the old, eh."

Yang Cui was really angry, and the rest of the hand was thrown on the ground without using incense.

Su Xin stood by and listened quietly, watching quietly, she looked at Hu Taigong's temple, her heart was complicated.

Why did Yang Cui come to worship Tai Gong Hu? I didn't know that she wanted Hu Taigong to let her child rest in peace for a good family. For example, Su Xin felt strange.

It is not possible for Yang Cui to kill Tong Manwen himself, but it is even more impossible to repent.

Not many people came, and all of a sudden disappeared. Su Xin pressed her heart and walked towards Yunniangniang Temple.

Over the incense scattered on the ground, Su Xin walked towards her aunt.

Perhaps the conditions are limited, and the Yunniangniang Temple is not very graceful. The aunt is closing her eyes and resting on a lounger inside the door.

"Aunt."

Su Xin said hello, her aunt opened her eyes, and a sound of response came from her nose.

The statue of Yun Niangniang stood there, looking gentle and peaceful.

"Come on?"

The aunt asked.

"No, I'll see you. I'll come to worship the other day. I haven't brought anything."

"Then go out."

Aunt started to rush people, Su Xin was not good enough to touch her for fear that her aunt would run into each other.

My aunt was too rude, as if she used this temple of Yunniang as her own place.

"She's a ghost, she's crazy, and retribution is coming soon, so stay away."

The aunt's old voice sounded, the wooden door creaked, and the door was closed.

Su Xin hit the house, her aunt really knew what she said, maybe nine out of ten was true, Yang Cui was really dying soon. What Su Xin wanted to ask was actually not this, but his aunt was unwilling to see the guests. It seemed to say that so many were already the limit, and Su Xin did not ask again.

It always comes.