Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 109 Miracle Doctor Village [19] has been realized, have you seen it?

Liang Xuzhi came to pick up Wen Yingxue.

The rules in the village are strict, all outsiders live in the guest house, and the villagers live in their own homes.

Wen Yingxue stayed at the guest house last night, but she came back late, and just went downstairs later than Mo Qing and the others, so she didn't meet them head-on.

"I'll leave the live broadcast to everyone." Liang Xuzhi greeted the people who were eating.

Those people hurriedly said polite words.

After that, it was time to talk about the live broadcast process. Several people accompanied Liang Xuzhi and Wen Yingxue into the room.

From the beginning to the end, Liang Xuzhi and Wen Yingxue didn't even look this way.

Of course, if he really recognized Mo Qing, he might make a fuss.

—This is their territory.

Goblin was not afraid at all, instead he was gossiping and gossiping, teasing Jiang Ke: "My buddy, they are all art lovers. Compared with you, why is someone with the surname Liang so cheap?"

Mo Qing took a bite of the fritters, but did not speak.

She knows the reason for Jiang Ke's attire better than anyone else.

Jiang Ke didn't say anything.

——He is really comparable to Liang Xuzhi, no matter what.

"Mo Qing, I forgot to ask you yesterday." Goblin thought about it, and looked at Mo Qing with a little hesitation, "I remember you beat Liang Xuzhi, and you made a relationship with them, right? We're going to run into—"

"Huh?" Mo Qing waited for him to finish speaking.

Goblin had a strong sense of crisis, and whispered, "What if he invites his fellow villagers to murder us together?"

"He should be afraid that I will cause trouble in the live broadcast." Mo Qing said nonchalantly.

Wen Yingxue is hard to say.

But after Liang Xuzhi was beaten last time, the psychological shadow on her should not be small.

"... also." Goblin could not refute.

He took a sip of porridge, then stuffed a steamed bun into his mouth, and said happily: "Speaking of which, I searched last night, and I feel that the miracle doctor village is about to change."

Both Jiang Ke and Mo Qing glanced at him.

Goblin said: "Liang Xuzhi advocates promoting the name of the Miracle Doctor Village and strengthening the communication between the Miracle Doctor Village and the outside world, so that the resources of the Miracle Doctor Village can be widely used."

Mo Qing raised his eyelids: "Isn't the Miracle Doctor Village strictly restricting communication with the outside world?"

Otherwise, it wouldn't be so hard for them to enter a village.

After finally escaping the form for regular visits to the Eighth Base, I didn't expect to go to this wilderness to avoid the fate of writing the form.

"I heard that the old village chief is coming soon..." Goblin made a gesture of staring and sticking out his tongue, and then continued, "He seems to be a popular candidate for the next village chief of the genius doctor village."

"Oh, is the middle class dead?" Mo Qing asked sincerely.

"..."

Goblin felt Mo Qing's deep malice towards Liang Xuzhi.

"I don't know about that." Goblin ate another steamed bun. "Anyway, it's said so on the Internet, and his voice is quite loud. And that Wen Yingxue..."

Goblin raised his bowl and took a sip of the porridge: "When it comes to the modeling competition, you crushed her in the limelight. Just this week, she will worship Liang Xuzhi as her teacher, and after becoming the first special case in the miracle doctor village in history, The popularity rose immediately. I went to a few platforms to take a look, but everyone who mentioned her was blowing her up."

Speaking of this, Goblin squinted at Mo Qing again, and said with a smile: "I saw you mentioned. I don't know who spread the news about you setting fire to the school and being expelled, and I didn't talk about the ins and outs. Your name Sonar, plummeted."

Mo Qing didn't like to read gossip on the Internet, but he could roughly understand what Goblin said.

The public opinion and gossip boards of 100 years ago were all like this.

She's tired of it.

Suddenly, in the direction of the mountain facing the pavilion, there was a carefree voice: "I said you three, what are you doing here?"

The three looked sideways.

I didn't see anyone at first glance, but when I looked down, I found that the gazebo was two meters high, and there was a piece of land below, where several kinds of medicinal materials were planted.

Gu Wanwan was wearing a torn coat and high rain boots, with a hoe on his shoulder.Apart from looking like a little boy, the overall image is no different from that of a simple and unpretentious farmer.

Goblin didn't like him, and frowned: "Why are you everywhere?"

"That's what I should say."

Putting down the hoe, Gu Wanwan thought about walking, but found it too heavy, threw the hoe onto the field ridge, clapped his hands, and walked up the path.

He was soaked in water and mud, walked into the gazebo and sat down on the only stone bench.

"Stay away from it, you're covered in mud." Goblin hated it tightly.

Gu Wanwan looked at him mockingly: "Do you think you are the young master?"

"..."

Goblin's expression froze.

Gu Wanwan then looked at Mo Qing: "What's the story about beating Liang Xuzhi?"

"Want to hear it?" Jiang Ke asked.

Jiang Ke held a cup of soy milk in his hand, but his posture was elegant and calm, just like holding a teacup, and he had an indescribably calm temperament on his body.

Gu Wanwan's eyes froze.

Jiang Ke said, "Let's meet the village chief."

"Think beautifully."

Gu Wanwan sneered, stood up, turned around, leaned slightly, and pressed his hand on the stone table.

He glanced at the three of them one by one. After a long while, he narrowed his narrow eyes and tapped his fingers on the table: "The village chief is at home today. If you have the ability, go find it yourself."

After speaking, Gu Wanwan straightened up again, stuffed a piece of medicinal material into his mouth, held it in his mouth, then walked away with his hands behind his back.

There are mud footprints all over the place.

"Wait." Mo Qing suddenly called out to him.

Gu Wanwan paused and turned around.

Mo Qing's eyes fell on the medicinal field, and then he looked at Gu Wanwan: "You grew these medicinal materials?"

Gu Wanwan held the medicinal material in his mouth and was silent for a moment, his cynical eyes showed some provocation: "Is there a problem?"

"It's a good plant." Mo Qing commented lightly.

"..."

Gu Wanwan had a "I want you to tell" expression on his face.

He groaned and left.

When Gu Wanwan left, Goblin couldn't hold back his anger and asked Mo Qing, "What happened to these herbs?"

Mo Qing was inexplicable: "Didn't you tell me?"

Goblin was puzzled: "What did you say?"

Jiang Ke put down the soybean milk and said, "It's grown well."

"what?"

Goblin didn't respond.

"They are all rare medicinal materials." Jiang Ke explained, "If it can be called 'rare', it proves that it is difficult to survive, it is difficult to grow, and it cannot be mass-produced. This medicinal field..."

Jiang Ke's gaze paused on the medicine field, and he reckoned, "It's priceless."

"..."

Goblin was taken aback.

Good guy.

Is the co-author a local tyrant in a torn coat?

"I still wonder why he lives in the guest house. Is it to take care of this medicine field?" Goblin showed a dazed expression.

"No." Jiang Ke said, "He lives in the hostel because he is from outside the village."

"An outsider?" Goblin was taken aback, "Then he checked us last night..."

Jiang Ke said in a low voice: "I've been here for too long, I'm familiar with the people in the village."

"……Oh."

After thinking about it, Goblin felt normal.

Since the Miracle Doctor Village attaches great importance to the inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine and its main business is the cultivation of medicinal materials, it must attach great importance to the cultivation of medicinal materials.

If Gu Wanwan really had the ability to grow medicinal herbs, it would be normal for him to stay in the genius doctor village for so long.

……

The three settled their breakfast in the gazebo.

"They didn't say we can't walk around." Goblin began to pull the two of them to plan the day's itinerary, "What should we do next?"

Mo Qing said: "You are here to guard Xia Yuliang."

"What about you?" Goblin was a little surprised that he was arranged like this.

"Go to the village chief."

"No..." Goblin took a deep breath, "In Xia Yuliang's form, is there any need to guard it? Besides," he looked at Jiang Ke, "isn't Xia Yuliang in your hands?"

Jiang Ke was very straightforward: "I can give it to you."

Goblin was irritable: "I don't want it."

"Then you can do whatever you want." Mo Qing said leisurely.

"Aren't we two together?" Goblin was puzzled.

Mo Qing didn't change his face: "The task is completed, we both take care of our own."

She was willing to accompany Goblin on this trip because of the temptation of "Miracle Doctor Village".

Goblin seemed to know something that happened a hundred years ago, so there was nothing wrong with bringing Goblin with him.

The problem is that--

Goblin is too shy.

Goblin: "..." He was a little hurt.

His cell phone rang.

The call was from Peng Ren. As soon as he answered it, he didn't press the speakerphone, and several people heard Peng Ren's voice clearly: "Ge Ge, come to eat chicken."

Goblin was puzzled: "Aren't you going to work?"

"Master Jiang is on a business trip. My brother thought I was in the way at the company, so he asked me to rest at home."

"...Oh." Goblin didn't know that the "Master Jiang" Pengren was talking about was by his side, "Does your Master Jiang know that you won't deduct your salary?"

"He won't know." Peng Ren was very relieved.

"Okay, I'll come right away."

Goblin, who was abandoned by the two of Mo Qing, decided to throw himself into the arms of his friend Peng Ren.

As for Jiang, he watched his subordinates skip work under his nose, but he was so calm that his eyelids didn't even twitch.

*
When the three of Mo Qing returned to the guest house, Liang Xuzhi and the staff found an empty room on the first floor to discuss matters, but they never had a chance to meet.

Although he didn't try to avoid Liang Xuzhi deliberately, it might be a bit troublesome if he encountered something. Mo Qing's mind is not on Liang Xuzhi and Wen Yingxue now, so he naturally doesn't want to be disturbed by them.

"Hey, you two."

When the two walked out of the guest house, the girl at the front desk suddenly stopped them.

The two stopped and turned around.

"You guys came to deliver Xia Yuliang's ashes, right?" said the little girl at the front desk, "It stands to reason that she was expelled from the Miracle Doctor Village, and the village shouldn't accept her ashes."

After a slight pause, the girl at the front desk continued: "But she was raised by the village chief, and this matter has to be decided by the village chief. The village chief will be very busy recently, and you may have to stay in the village for a few days."

Mo Qing raised his eyebrows: "Xia Yuliang was expelled from the genius doctor village?"

"Don't you know?" The little girl at the front desk was stunned for a moment and understood, "No wonder you sent her back."

"Wait a moment."

The girl at the front desk said something to them, then bent down, looked around under the front desk, found a box of dim sum, then turned around and picked up a bottle of Erguotou on the shelf.

"If you are free, you can take this dim sum and Erguotou to the home of a man named Zhang San in the village." The girl at the front desk said, "He has a good relationship with Xia Yuliang."

"it is good."

Mo Qing took the things away without thinking.

The girl at the front desk was shocked by her rude attitude, and then smiled: "Thank you for sending Xia Yuliang back."

"Ok?"

"We young people all admire her."

The girl at the front desk rolled her eyes and stopped talking.

Mo Qing and Jiang Ke looked at each other, and left the guest house tacitly.

"What now?" Mo Qing raised the dim sum and Erguotou in his hand.

She and Jiang Ke went out to find the village chief.

As a result, the words of the little girl at the front desk made Mo Qing change his mind.

Jiang Ke glanced at her.

He was straightforward when he took things, and he made it clear that he had made up his mind, but now he knows to ask him.

Jiang Ke teased: "Didn't you take them all?"

Mo Qing nodded, and said kindly: "Then find the village chief in the afternoon."

Jiang Ke was speechless for a moment.

……

As two outsiders, the images of Mo Qing and Jiang Ke were eye-catching. When they walked along the road to the village, they attracted a lot of appreciative glances.

The sky is still gray, with dark and light, lumps, like ink smearing an inch of rice paper.

In the cool wind, the freshness of the mountains after the rain is wrapped.

Mo Qing looked at the surrounding scenery and said, "This village is quite unique."

It's like a paradise here.

All the way here, I have seen many villages, the buildings are in a mess, there is no order, and the traffic is hard to describe.

But here it is completely different.

Most of the houses are built along the road, and a few houses located elsewhere have roads.Although the buildings are not exactly the same, they generally have the same style and taste.

Moreover, the land distribution of each household is very even, and there is a small yard outside the house, all of which are planted with medicinal materials, and each variety is more expensive than the other.

As for the fields, very few are for growing melons, fruits and vegetables, most of them are for medicinal herbs, and the areas are uniformly divided, not one piece in the east and one piece in the west.

"It should have been planned by someone at the beginning of the establishment of the village." Jiang Ke said, "It is very far-sighted."

Mo Qing said with emotion: "If you stay in such a village, you will definitely live a long life."

"..."

Jiang Ke suddenly stopped talking.

Mo Qing felt strange, turned his head to look at Jiang Ke, and then saw Jiang Ke's scrutinizing eyes.

"I'm called Qiyu, not Longevity." Mo Qing thought about it somehow, "19 years old, understand?"

"The 19-year-old ancestor."

Jiang Ke's expression suddenly became playful.

He continued: "Fortunately, after a hundred years, everyone has gone. If it had been 20 years earlier, I am afraid that many people would chase you and call you grandma."

"……you shut up."

Just thinking of this, Mo Qing's scalp tingles.

It was unbearable for a Min Chenghuai to follow her and call her "aunt".

Jiang Ke smiled.

He seldom smiles, and most of the time he has to carry it because of his status.Occasionally when I take off the mask, I also laugh, which is somewhat fake.

This time it was true.

The flashing smile was caught by Mo Qing, and the sullenness just now was swept away.

At this time, a villager who was picking medicinal materials passed by, saw what Mo Qing was holding, and suddenly asked them, "Are you going to Zhang San's house?"

"Ah."

Mo Qing noticed the look in his eyes, and calmly agreed.

"His family lives far away," said the villager. "You can walk along this road for a kilometer or two. When you see a sea of ​​flowers, you will see his family."

Mo Qing nodded: "Thank you."

The villagers asked again: "Are you also here to ask him how to plant?"

Mo Qing was puzzled for a moment, but didn't reply.

However, the villagers just thought she was embarrassed to say it, laughed, waved their hands, and left with their shoulder poles.

Mo Qing and Jiang Ke looked at each other silently.

They understood it too.

Although Zhang San's name is perfunctory, his ability to grow medicinal materials seems to be perfunctory.

Probably quite famous.

Interrupted by the villagers, the two naturally changed the topic, and began to chat about the village's income from "selling medicinal materials".

Mo Qing is not familiar with the current market, but after Jiang Ke's analysis and rough estimation, Mo Qing realized that the people in this village are rich and free.

The road is getting more and more deviated.

When walking around a corner, Mo Qing said, "This San is really good at finding places—"

Her voice stopped abruptly.

The corner is halfway up the mountain. If you look around, you can see that the open space along the road is full of flowers, red, green, purple, colorful and endless, spreading to the other side of the mountain.

These flowers are all medicinal materials.

The fragrance is wrapped in the wind, neither strong nor light, just right and good.When the wind blows, the sea of ​​flowers is like waves, rolling one after another.

Suddenly, Mo Qing thought of something——

——"When it's all over, what do you want to do?"

——"Let's live in seclusion and bring them to the well. Plant some medicinal materials every year to make money and look beautiful."

--"it is good."

——"Dreams are beautiful."

— "It will happen."

At the same time, countless design drawings suddenly flashed in Jiang Ke's mind, one scene after another, very much like the plan along the road of this village.

Another pain hit my head.

He looked at the sea of ​​flowers and murmured in a low voice, "Did you see it?"

(End of this chapter)