A Fully-Leveled Bigshot Builds a Farm with Her Family After Transmigrating

  Chapter 411 Calculations

   "I have some clues about Zhu Xinyan's research. Maybe I lack a medicinal material, a medicinal material with a special smell that most conflicts with Zhu Xinyan's properties."

   "I will cure you."

  She will do it, she can do it—this is Madam Bai's expectation of her, and why not her expectation of herself.

  She thought that Xu Shulou was no different from a normal person.

  Bai Rong left.

  Before I left, I saw the siblings in the courtyard, who nodded and smiled politely.

   Sure enough, he is a filial child.

  Also watch over your loved ones at night.

   Little did they know, the siblings who were lamented by Bai Rong as good children just did something extraordinary—the elder sister pinched Mrs. Wang's arm with one hand and pinched her face with the other, while the younger brother swished a strangely colored pill into her mouth.

"water!"

   Pour down a glass of water.

  Mrs. Wang was lying on the bed fixedly, her eyes were looking directly above.

   After a long while, she sighed helplessly—it’s really you!

   Visible improvement in spirit, energy and spirit.

  She issued an order to evict the guests, and the siblings stood outside for a long time.

   Guilty?

   It is impossible to feel guilty, they are just studying one thing - what is bad about being alive, what is good about being dead.

Have no idea.

   "Go to Xiaolu and ask."

   "My sister is right."

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  Huxi Village halfway up the mountain.

  Although the weather has turned cooler, the trees are still green and tall, with luxuriant branches and leaves.

  Under the big tree that several people can embrace, the girl in the goose-yellow dress paced anxiously, and finally waited for another person who came running in small steps.

   "Why are you so slow!"

   "Miss, don't worry, I went to find out, he would read a book by the stream over there every morning, and didn't come home until evening."

   "True?"

   "It must be true, miss. I asked a few children scatteredly. They often come here to play, and they know it."

   "When are we going?"

   "Miss makes the decision."

   "Then it will be noon."

   "Alright, when the time comes, Miss will jump into the water, wait for him to jump into the water to save someone, and then hug him tightly..."

  The voices of the two gradually became obscene.

  After finalizing the plan, the voice slowly faded away.

At this moment, Lu Jingzhi, who was missed by the siblings, poked out a small face from the leafy branch of the tree, with a complicated expression on his face—this incident tells us that we must discuss shady things in a closed room. , Absolutely safe place to discuss.

  She missed the best time to jump out, so that she became passive later on, to the extent that if she couldn't get out, she would be stabbed.

   And this girl looks familiar.

  The voice is also familiar.

  She chuckled: "What kind of **** plot is this? My sister doesn't bother to write this kind of plot in the book."

   No, Jiang Wunian is very happy to write this in the novel.

  The premise is that she can rewrite the salted fish lying down and turning over.

  The moment Jiang Wunian returned home from Yuanzhou, he just ate and slept, slept and ate, and when he couldn't sleep or was hungry, he just lay on the bed and counted the stars.

   Traveling for several months has drained her dry, both body and soul, have all experienced inhuman tempering.

  Moving more at this moment is disrespect for the body.

   As for writing the script?

I want to move.

  Jiang Wunian behaved fairly normally outside, the more normal a social fear is, the more internal friction it will be.

   Now it has finally been returned.

   She disdained to write the dog blood plot in the book, but the dog blood plot was indeed staged in reality.

  Before the plot was staged, Lu Jingzhi arrived at Jiang's old house by familiar ways.

  After the window opened, a familiar face appeared.