Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 194 Pharmacist [23] During the Cold War [Second Update]

Gradually, when Mo Qing drank the porridge, he became a little absent-minded.

Peng Ren was holding back.

His gaze has been lingering on Mo Qing.

"What do you want to say?" Mo Qing raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows.

Peng Ren immediately regained his spirits: "Qingqing, are you very interested in our Lord Jiang?"

"Ah."

"Then let me tell you about him."

"..."

You haven't even seen through his overbearing pretense, so what else can you say.

Although he was slandering in his heart, Mo Qing did not stop Peng Ren.

Peng Ren had no hair on his mouth, and during a meal, he talked a lot of gossip with Mo Qing.

It's all "peachy news" engraved by Jiang.

Peng Ren said with emotion: "Jiang seldom stays in the imperial city, and few people know him, but in Dongshi City, people go to Jiang's place to talk about matchmaking from time to time. Master Jiang sent playing cards, all of which were photos of the woman."

Immediately afterwards, Peng Ren picked up some stories about girls chasing Jiang Ke.

Mo Qing, who has known Jiang Ke for almost a year and has never seen a woman around Jiang Ke, expressed doubts about Peng Ren's story.

"Have you ever found someone, Master Jiang?"

"No." Peng Ren waved his hand, "Isn't it Qixi Festival a few days ago? My mother went to the temple and asked Jiang Ye for a marriage. I don't know if it will work."

Mo Qing smiled: "Your mother really cares about him."

Peng Ren hurriedly nodded: "Yes, my mother is his fan."

"..."

Mo Qing lowered his head and finished the last mouthful of porridge.

*
After the meal, Mo Qing sent Peng Ren away and stayed in the room without going out.

For lunch and dinner, the delivery staff always arrive on time, and the meals are all to Mo's appetite.

a whole day.

There was no trace of Jiang Ke.

Mo Qing didn't contact him either.

It was not until late at night that Mo Qing heard the sound of the door being opened, and she turned off the lights and went to bed.

——The requirement for her is eight o'clock in the evening.

——There is no lower limit to what you can ask for yourself.

Double standard.

Mo Qing turned over, muttering to himself.

She sleeps with her eyes closed.

However, as soon as the vision dimmed, the keen hearing seemed to be more sensitive.

The night was so quiet that she could hear footsteps on the first floor, from the living room to the kitchen, and then slowly upstairs, with steady steps, passing the study, the door of her bedroom, all the way to his bedroom.

As soon as the bedroom door opened and closed, there was less movement, but if you listen carefully, you can still hear some movement.

It's the sound of the shower.

Mo Qing turned over again and pulled the quilt to cover most of his face.

go to bed.

……

Another night, Mo Qing woke up at five in the morning.

It was summer, and the dawn was early. At this point, the sky was no longer completely dark.

Mo Qing has the urge to get up, but he doesn't like to stay in bed, and when he wakes up, he won't go back to sleep.

She washed up briefly, changed into a loose tracksuit, tied her hair up, and went out refreshingly.

However, she had just walked two steps when she heard the door being pulled open. After a pause, she turned her head subconsciously and saw Jiang Ke coming out of the bedroom.

Jiang Ke met her face to face.

But, that's all.

"morning."

Jiang Ke's tone was a little cold. In the early summer morning, he couldn't feel a trace of warmth.

He walked a few steps, and went to the study room without waiting for Mo Qing to reply or looking at Mo Qing.

Mo Qing frowned slightly, turned around, and went downstairs.

She went to the kitchen.

I wanted to go out with a bottle of yogurt, but when I saw the refrigerator, I suddenly thought that she had finished the last bottle of yogurt.

After hesitating for a while, Mo Qing still opened the refrigerator door.

The goal is a full two layers of yogurt, which is full.

Stunned for a moment, Mo Qing looked around and saw a cardboard box of yogurt beside the trash can, which had not been disposed of yet.

——Jiang Ke bought it when he came back last night?

——Or, Peng Ren brought it yesterday?
Mo Qing was not sure.

After thinking about it, Mo Qing put the question aside, took a bottle of yogurt, and went out.

*
The good weather in recent days has made the air a little dry.

On the top of the pagoda, Mo Qing sat on the tile eaves, with two long legs hanging down, swaying gently.

She unscrewed the cap of the yogurt bottle, raised her head and took a sip. The breeze swayed her hair. When she raised her eyes, she just saw the sun rising from the east. The first ray of sunlight seemed gentle, but it was quite dazzling.

A bright light covered the entire city at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As soon as Mo Qing lowered his head, he could get a glimpse of the whole city.

A hundred years ago, she had never overlooked the city scenery from a high place, so all the scenery now is brand new to her.

After drinking a bottle of yogurt, Mo Qing leaned back, folded his left hand, and pillowed it behind his head.

Suddenly, the phone vibrated.

Mo Qing answered: "Hello."

"Minister Mo." Goblin opened his mouth and shouted.

"..."

As soon as he heard Goblin's emphasis, Mo Qing knew that something was going to happen.

"Good morning," said Goblin cheerfully.

"Howling in the morning!"

The next second, Peng Ren's vague voice came from the phone, obviously not too awake.

"..." Mo Qing was startled, "You two slept together?"

Goblin was shocked and explained: "Peng Ren stayed at my house last night."

"One meaning." Mo Qing said.

"Don't think wrong!" Goblin tried his best to defend.

"I do not have."

Mo Qing expressed his understanding.

Goblin was in a hurry: "Be sober!"

"Wake up, wake up!"

Peng Ren shouted beside him.

Goblin: "I didn't talk to you."

Peng Ren: "Then should I wake up?"

Goblin: "Wake up!"

Peng Ren: "Okay."

The two chatted for a while.

Mo Qing was blowing the wind, looking at Chaoyang, and handing the phone to his ear, he was not in a hurry to speak, and listened to the two of them arguing.

Not long after, Goblin's side became a little cleaner.

"Minister Mo, have you had breakfast?" Goblin asked flatteringly.

"No."

Goblin said: "Let's go together! Peng Ren treats you."

Peng Ren, who was quiet just now, immediately answered when he heard his name: "Yes, I'm treating you!"

Mo Qing smiled: "Where is it?"

Goblin said swiftly, "Of course it's up to you."

She decides?

She decides and she decides.

Mo Qing didn't make things difficult for them, so he chose a breakfast restaurant near the tower - cheap and affordable.

However, for Goblin and Peng Ren, it is a little far away.

"You, you ran far enough. The two ends don't connect." Goblin searched the address, a little surprised, "Where are you going to do business early in the morning?"

Mo Qing: "I'm here to watch the sunrise."

Goblin: "..."

As expected of a hundred years ago, the hobby is so real.

After talking with Goblin on the phone, Mo Qing was not in a hurry to get down from the tower.

She sat up and looked at it for a while.

She used to live at Min Chang's house, and when the weather was fine, she would run here from time to time in the morning to watch the sunrise or something, and in the evening, she would go for a stroll around Ion Lane and shop around for some goods.

She wants to gain some popularity.

Belongs to the popularity of this era.

After about half an hour, Mo Qing quietly descended from the tower, climbed over the wall, and mixed with the early risers in the streets and alleys.

Her timing was perfect.

As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the breakfast shop, I saw Goblin and Peng Ren.

"Qingqing!"

When Peng Ren saw her, he jumped up and down like a monkey, raising his hand and waving at her.

Goblin grabbed him by the collar forcibly before holding him down.

Peng Ren when he is not working is really like a monkey that can jump to the sky at any time.

When Mo Qing saw Peng Ren, he felt a little regretful - if he had known earlier, he would rather treat guests by himself than let Peng Ren come over.

However, it is too late to regret.

The three of them entered the breakfast shop together and ordered some breakfast.

After the beef powder was brought to the table, Mo Qing took a bite and asked, "What do you want from me?"

"cough."

Goblin cleared his throat.

Mo Qing looked at him and motioned him to fart.

Goblin rubbed his hands, looked at Mo Qing, and asked tentatively, "Father is your account, right?"

"Qingqing, is it yours?" Peng Ren echoed from the side like a repeater.

Mo Qing took another sip of powder, and did not deny it: "Yeah."

Goblin and Peng Ren looked at each other, both excited.

"How did you find out?" Mo Qing asked.

Goblin said, "We studied you for a day yesterday."

Mo Qing was startled: "Research?"

"That's right," Peng Ren jumped at the topic, "Your battle has attracted a lot of attention. Since the day before yesterday, every battle has been recorded and posted on forums and video sites. The number of views has been very high."

Mo Qing didn't care: "You invited me to dinner early in the morning, just for this?"

Goblin quickly shook his head: "Of course not."

Mo Qing signaled him to get to the point.

"We want to ask." Goblin held a pair of chopsticks and focused all his attention on Mo Qing. "The one who played against you the night before yesterday was the one who drew. Do you know him?"

(End of this chapter)