Qing'er didn't go out the next day. She set up a frame in the backyard to look like weaving a fishing net. But after getting everything ready, she looked at her son playing with the puppy and got mad. It stands to reason that she had offended the spirit in the river.

The family should move away from this big river as soon as possible. The further away the better, but she really couldn't find an excuse to persuade her family, but if she didn't escape, disaster would come sooner or later. Last night, she secretly cut the fishing net

, Ling Hongshi and his father-in-law had to go to work in the fields, but this was not a long-term solution. Sooner or later, the two men would go fishing. What if the spirit found their heads?

Qing'er was worried for a while, then turned around and saw her son squatting by the wall, staring at a little mouse with big eyes. She hated mice by nature, so she scolded her with disgust, "You are playing with a mouse."

What? Why don’t you beat it to death!" He grabbed a stick and walked over.

"Oh!" Zhui'er responded, pretending to kick the little mouse, but in fact, he blocked his mother with his body.

Qing'er could see that he was playing tricks on her, so she didn't bother to take it seriously. She let the little mouse escape while she went back to worry.

After a while, when she turned around to look at Zhuo'er, she saw that he was digging a hole on the ground with a small shovel, and Futon'er was also digging the soil with his little paws. Qing'er didn't care about him, and just casually said, "After playing, you have to go."

Fill the hole."

"Oh!" Zhui'er stopped and glanced at her mother secretly. Seeing that her mother had turned her head back, she hurriedly started digging again.

Qing'er thought about it but couldn't think of any good solution. She felt that she had to settle this matter with Hongshi, otherwise if something really happened, she would have tricked everyone. After making up her mind, she turned around to look again.

My son, I saw that my son was still digging a hole with his little butt sticking out, and there was already a pile of soil around him.

"Why did you dig such a big hole?" Qing'er walked over and asked a little strangely.

Zhuo'er was already sweating profusely. When he saw his mother coming over, he smiled stupidly and pretended to be nothing, threw away the shovel, wiped the sweat with his sleeve and said, "I'm just digging for fun, mother, I won't dig anymore."

Her son's guilty conscience made Qing'er suspicious. She deliberately lowered her face and said, "Zhui'er, you've really grown up, haven't you? You dare to tell lies to mother, right?"

Zhui'er lowered her head in acknowledgment of her mistake and whispered, "Mom, I don't dare anymore. The little mouse just now seemed to say there was something down there, and I wanted to dig it out."

Qing'er crouched down and asked in a low voice, "What did it say? What did it say was down there?"

Zhui'er frowned and said, "I thought it seemed like there was something down there. It didn't say anything. I don't know if my guess was right."
Chapter completed!