Chapter 192: Feng Shui pattern left by women (1)

As soon as Yang Qing saw her coming, it was as if she had found the backbone of her main body. The tension and anxiety on her face disappeared, and she looked at her daughter's white figure slowly coming to her.
"Niuniu, here you are, they—"
"Dad, rest assured!" Yang Zimei patted the back of Dad's hands, and the pair of black pupils, as if covered with stars in the sky, looked around the kneeling crowd for a week.
The bald head was very happy, and the leader stood up from the ground. Although he was tall, he dared to bend in front of Yang Zimei, and did not dare to look directly at her.
His younger brothers also stood up, and some people who had been beaten by Xuan Wu and saw her shot felt her as if they were killing God, and they were in awe of their hearts.
There were also some who were not present that day. Although I only heard that Yang Zimei was very powerful, but looking at her weak and weak girl, I couldn't believe that she could do a dazzling dance alone, kicking everyone with a bald head and so on On the ground.
"I don't care about the past, you are all gone!" Yang Zimei waved.
"Yes." The bald-headed Guangru was pardoned and hurriedly led people away.
As soon as they left, the people from the surrounding shops came together and asked eloquently what was going on, why the bald heads would come to their knees and apologize, and they were afraid of Yang Zimei.
Yang Zimei smiled slightly, didn't answer much, just asked them to take care of them, and then went to school.
When I came to the school, I met Murong Yan and Lan.
Mu Rongyan saw her, and that beautiful face instantly darkened, don't open her face, and pull Lan Qing quickly to detour.
Seeing that she could take the initiative to detour, Yang Zimei was very happy.
As long as she doesn't provoke her, she won't bother to care about it with a little girl. After all, she is Murong Yunqing's niece, and she doesn't want to do that.
"Zimei--"
Behind the sound of Min Gang and the ringing of the bicycle.
She turned around and saw him riding on the blue bicycle in white. The golden light of the sun was staining his soft hair, reflecting his sunny smile, and it was particularly comfortable and pleasant.
"Min Gang--"
She smiled at him, "Good morning!"
The smile on Min Gang's face became stronger when she saw her, and she got off the bicycle and pushed to walk side by side with her.
"By the way, Min Gang, can you call your grandpa? I have something to ask him." Yang Zimei looked up at Min Gang.
"Ok."
Min Gang nodded and reported his grandpa's mobile phone number to Yang Zimei.
Yang Zimei remembers to call Min Yulin later and ask him if he usually thinks that the peach card is abnormal.
"Zi Mei, thank you, my mother slept peacefully for the first time last night. She didn't wake up in the middle of the night, and saw her look much better this morning, even singing a song." Min Gang thanked Yang Zimei gratefully.
"That's good." Yang Zimei said faintly, with a wry smile in her heart, Huang Jingxian was okay, and she became a freak who absorbed the evil spirit, and didn't know if it was a curse or a blessing. Nothing bad happened.
Min Gang looked at her little face that was slightly paler than usual, "Did you not eat that ginseng?"
"I haven't eaten it yet, I have to collect a few herbs."
"What kind of medicinal materials are needed? You can say, as long as our family can help you buy them, they will try to help you." Min Gangdao.