Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 177 Pharmacist [06] Emperor City Jiang Family, Thirteen Lords

There were quite a few people in the store, including students.

Nearby is the No. [-] High School Attached. During the summer vacation, the school organizes make-up classes for prospective high school seniors, and there are quite a lot of students wandering around after school.

Mo Qing ordered two bowls of noodles, chose a corner seat with Jiang Ke, and sat down.

Mo Qing sat leisurely, tilting his head slightly, looking at the students in school uniforms.

"Are you paying attention to the results of the college entrance examination?" Jiang Ke asked.

Mo Qing said: "Shen Qi, number one in the city."

She only focuses on number one.

For anything else, I didn't ask at all.

She didn't even ask how many points Min Chang scored and which school he applied to.

Unexpectedly, she didn't ask, Jiang Ke said in a calm manner: "Mo Suian's performance in the college entrance examination is abnormal, and his score is lower than that of Jiang Qiyi. However, the universities selected by both are in the Imperial City."

Although she didn't care about it, Mo Qing really felt quite happy when she heard the news.

Huh.

She really wanted to see Mrs. Mo's expression, it must be wonderful.

Jiang Ke said slowly: "Today, someone from Jiang's family celebrates his birthday. I have to go to Jiang's family. People from Mo's family are also here. Do you want to come together?"

Mo Qing asked: "What are you going to do?"

"Watch a play."

"Success." Mo Qing responded immediately, and then changed the subject, "Tell me about the delay."

Jiang Ke said: "Give him a secret examination, and his physical age is 123 years old."

"..."

Mo Qing thought of Mo Yiting's aging body, and thought that this apprentice was really in a panic.

Mo Qing thought for a while: "Have you had a physical examination?"

Jiang Ke said very positively: "Well, everything is normal."

Mo Qing supported his paw with one hand, picked up two chopsticks with his fingers, and played with them casually.

"How's the injury on the shoulder?" Jiang Ke glanced at her shoulder.

"Okay." Mo Qing said.

Jiang Ke suddenly said: "The late recovery speed is also faster than ordinary people."

Mo Qing froze when playing with chopsticks.

"Not much has been found for the time being." Jiang Ke paused, "Is there a possibility that after you, they continued the experiment you participated in back then?"

"Impossible." Mo Qing's eyes were slightly cold, and he denied it without thinking.

"On what basis?"

"They are not such people." Mo Qing affirmed.

"That's the people you met before you fell asleep." Jiang Ke didn't compromise, and his tone was cold, "After you, everything is variable."

Mo Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, and said slightly threateningly: "Shut up."

Jiang Ke's heart was full of unhappiness: "Do you trust Jiang Yan so much?"

Mo Qing retorted and choked back on the spot: "Otherwise I believe your baseless analysis?"

Jiang Ke asked coldly: "Then how do you explain my existence?"

Mo Qing suddenly lost his voice.

Jiang Ke also stopped talking.

At this time, the waiter who had just brought over two bowls of noodles felt a chill and shivered unconsciously.He glanced at the two of them, put down the two bowls of noodles, and unconsciously lowered his voice when speaking.

Mo Qing picked up the chopsticks, took two mouthfuls of noodles, and calmed down a bit.

She looked at Jiang Ke who was opposite her, frowned and said, "Can't you be less prejudiced against him?"

Jiang Ke stirred the noodles with chopsticks: "No."

Mo Qing hissed.

If it wasn't for a society ruled by law, she would have used violence against Jiang Ke by now.

However, Jiang Ke stirred the noodles for a few times, then bowed his head and started to eat the noodles.

It's delicious.

Mo Qing took a breath, didn't bother to care about him, and continued to eat his own noodles.

The two finished their noodles one after another.

On the opposite side, Jiang Ke took out a piece of paper and handed it to her, then took out another piece of paper to wipe his mouth, and asked, "Are you still going to Jiang's house?"

"go."

It happened to be full of anger and there was nowhere to vent it.

……

After leaving the noodle shop, Jiang Ke stopped a car, got in the car with Mo Qing, and went to Jiang's house.

"Who's birthday?"

After driving for a while, Mo Qing remembered this matter.

Jiang engraved: "Old man."

Mo Qing immediately asked: "Your legendary father?"

After a second of silence, Jiang Ke quietly reminded: "Speak well."

Mo Qing sneered: "At least I can talk."

He mocked him openly and secretly for not being able to speak.

As long as it's not about Jiang Yan, Jiang Ke doesn't care about such trivial matters with Mo Qing.

Jiang Ke said: "You should be proud of being so good at talking."

Why don't you like to hear this?
Mo Qing gouged him out.

Afterwards, Mo Qing thought of the rumors, and became really curious, so he asked, "Who are your parents in name?"

"The illegitimate son of the seventh master of the Jiang family in the imperial city. The seventh master passed away unexpectedly ten years ago. I have no father or mother. I was raised by the thirteenth master of the family." Jiang Ke did not hide this.

Mo Qing sighed: "There are a lot of births." The focus is very biased.

Jiang Ke said speechlessly: "Big families don't live alone."

"Oh."

Mo Qing asked: "Master Thirteen, the chairman of EMO?"

Jiang Ke nodded: "Yes."

"His memory hasn't been tampered with, has it?"

"No." Jiang Ke said, "If Jiang Yan has any chance, Master Thirteen is most likely to know."

Mo Qing understood: "But he didn't say it?"

Jiang engraved: "Yes."

Mo Qing said with great interest: "I'll see you some other day."

She said, "I'll see you", as if you could see her as soon as you followed her.

Jiang Ke didn't pour cold water on him either.

He had only seen this "Thirteen Lord" once in the past few years, and it was only when he was "seriously ill". At that time, he was in a trance and had no impression at all.

In my memory, there were one or two times when I was a child, but they were all very fake.

Negligible.

(End of this chapter)