Jiaohua

Chapter 607 Where did the book come from (one more)
The light of the setting sun fell on him, and the fine lines at the corners of his eyes were the knives carved by the years.

Xia Zhaoyi looked at him, dazed for a while, walked forward, opened the booklet in his hand, and handed it to him.

In the booklet is a recipe written by her.

Whether it was the content of the formula or the handwriting on the paper, Mr. Liu He's expression changed drastically.

He looked slowly and raised his head: "You are..."

"Ali from the former Dingguo's mansion." Xia Zhaoyi said.

Mr. Liu He looked at her, then looked back at the brochure, and then looked up at her, his lips trembling.

Xia Zhaoyi smiled: "Uncle Liu is busy first, and when I'm done, I'll treat Uncle Liu to drink."

The word "Uncle Liu" made the tip of Mr. Liu He's nose sore for a moment, followed by a blush in his eyes.

"Okay," Mr. Liu He nodded, and said in a trembling voice, "Okay."

Xia Zhaoyi didn't want to affect Mr. Liuhe's life too much. He visited today because he simply didn't want the wine in his hand to go to waste.

She waited quietly on the path outside, caressing the willow branches, everything was peaceful, and the sunset and dusk laid a warm blanket on the world.

Mr. Liu He finally finished his work. After cleaning his hands, he took Xia Zhaoyi back to his small house.

Along the way, the two talked about the changes in the local customs and customs, and rarely mentioned the past, especially Dingguo Mansion.

But the girl yelled at Uncle Liu, after all, she yelled at Mr. Liuhe's heart.

Because of the strong smell on his body, Mr. Liu He wanted to take a bath first, so he asked Xia Zhaoyi to wait a little longer.

There are a lot of books in his house, and Xia Zhaoyi is not bored if he lets Xia Zhaoyi browse through them at will.

But inadvertently, she found the unnamed book that was once hated by her teachers.

The book is brand new, it can be seen that it has rarely been turned over, and the words Fengqingang are left on the corner of the cover.

Opening the book, the pictures and texts she saw completely overlapped with what she remembered, and she couldn't keep flipping to the brain-eating puzzles at the back.

Putting this book on the table, she went to look through the others, but by coincidence, she found several brand new books, which did not have the signature of Feng Qing'ang, but the patterns and words in the books were even more crazy and outrageous.

Xia Zhaoyi took a deep breath, endured the tingling scalp and finished reading, and put the booklet on the desk as well.

After taking a bath, Mr. Liu He changed into a spring green shirt. When he came back, he saw the girl quietly reading a book in front of the bookshelf, and said, "Nephew."

Xia Zhaoyi raised his head, Mr. Liu He's elegant appearance finally had a literati air.

"Uncle Liu." Xia Zhaoyi said.

Mr. Liu He's eyes fell on the book in Xia Zhaoyi's hand, and he said curiously, "This is..."

"The book is brand new," Xia Zhaoyi said, "Uncle Liu may not have touched it."

Mr. Liu He smiled awkwardly: "I love buying and collecting books, but I rarely have time to read them."

Xia Zhaoyi knew it was just laziness.

She picked up a book on the case, handed it over and said, "Uncle Liu took a look at the cover, where did you get the impression?"

"Feng Qingang," Mr. Liu He read the words in the corner, shaking his head, "It seems that it's been a while, I really can't remember, I like to buy books when I see them, and when I buy them..."

He paused, embarrassed to continue, lowered his head and opened the pages of the book.

The front was fine, his eyes were bright, and he called out the exquisiteness of the human body structure and muscle movement.

Turning to the back, the still ruddy complexion gradually turned yellow and white, and he almost didn't spit out.

"There is such a book in the world!" Mr. Liu He closed the book like a needle prick, and threw it on the case.

Fearing that the girl beside him might misunderstand, he turned his head and looked into the girl's clear and bright eyes: "That's not the case. I really don't remember where I bought this book, and I'm not interested in it."

Xia Zhaoyi smiled, and picked up the other books on the case: "These are all."

"Nephew, this..."

"Uncle Liu, try to think about it." Xia Zhaoyi handed over a stack of books, "This book has something to do with me. I've been trying to investigate it all these years, but I can't find it. My master has found some, but not in detail. .”

"I really can't remember," Mr. Liuhe sighed softly. "All the books I have collected in my life are all here. Some of them have been there for 30 years. I have never gone through them. In this way, I will Check, if I can find out, how can I tell my nephew?"

"Don't," Xia Zhaoyi smiled, and said solemnly, "They are not kind people. Uncle Liu has involved too much. If you can't think of it, then don't. Just write to me and tell me, don’t contact me.”

It can even be said that she is not afraid of Li Shi, Song Zhiyi, or any power, but only in the Qianqiu Palace during that time, she felt extremely deep fear.

Those abysses seemed to have a pair of eyes, staring straight at her.

Just like the chill when she held her own ashes in her hand, that gaze from the past, made her feel small and cowardly, without any power to resist.

Mr. Liu He raised his eyebrows lightly, and nodded: "Then, then I still need a way to communicate with my nephew."

"The way..." Xia Zhaoyi said thoughtfully, "Yes, there can be one, but I haven't figured it out yet."

Going left to Youzizhuang Ferry, the shop she bought was intended to be used to store letters and serve as a point of contact, but it was too far away.

And one point of contact is not enough.

Fushang County here is a good place. It extends in all directions and is a central place. It is a good idea to set up a point here.

It's just that she doesn't want to affect and disturb Uncle Liu's life, so besides waiting for Shen Lie these days, maybe she can find a way to set up a place here or nearby, and she needs someone she can trust.

But besides Mr. Liuhe in Fushang County, she doesn't know anyone else.

"Huh? Nephew, what does this mean?" Mr. Liu He said.

Xia Zhaoyi smiled and said: "It's okay, I'm fleeing this time, so I haven't made any plans for a while, so, Uncle Liu, I will send someone to look for you in two months, and then I will contact you." Let me tell you how, what do you think?"

"Escape?" Mr. Liu He asked in shock.

"Well," Xia Zhaoyi nodded, still smiling sweetly, "run away."

Mr. Liu He frowned, looking at the girl in front of him.

To be honest, he has always been called a slippery head and an old fox. When chatting with him, he dominates the rhythm, and a group of people rely on him to fool around.

But in front of this girl, he couldn't move half a step, and the content of the conversation was serious, but also relaxed.

And the word "escape", said so lightly and easily, this temperament, really...a bit like her.

Mr. Liu He sighed, put aside those who could not escape, and said: "The nephew is hungry, why don't I go to the kitchen and make you something to eat, and you can rest here tonight."

"No," Xia Zhaoyi said, "I still have some things to do, I have to go first, and I may not come back later, but..."

She frowned slightly, and turned her eyes to look around.

Mr. Liuhe waited patiently for her to continue.

"Uncle Liu, you have special spices, rare ones, the more unique the better." Xia Zhaoyi said.

"Of course there is. What is my nephew going to do?"

"Give me an old friend," Xia Zhaoyi looked away, and smiled at Mr. Liuhe, "I will meet him in the next two days, and I suddenly remembered that I have not prepared a gift yet, and there is Uncle Liu Liu!"

(End of this chapter)