Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 81 Super Teacher [11] Jiang Ke and Mo Qing quarreled and broke down
"Make an offer, and give me the parchment that Song Jianghe left behind."

It's Wen Yingxue.

The wind picked up, swinging a branch, snowflakes fell and splashed on the ground.Scattered snow fell on Mo Qing's shoes.

"I don't know what you're talking about." The voice that answered was very familiar, it was Jing Su.

"Anything but money. Fame, power. Good schools, escape from family..."

Wen Yingxue's voice was steady, and she offered conditions without haste, each one more attractive than the other.She had done her homework well and understood all of Jingsu's predicaments.

"Wait." Jing Su interrupted her.

Wen Yingxue stopped talking.

"You are very good-looking, but you have a bad heart." There was a slight disdain in Jing Su's voice, "I don't know what kind of paper it is, you have found the wrong person."

Wen Yingxue said calmly, "You can think about it again."

Jing Su said arrogantly: "No need."

After a while, footsteps were heard on the nearby gravel road.

Jing Su put the backpack on his shoulders, bent slightly, passed under a branch that was flying diagonally, and walked slowly towards the avenue.

He tilted his head, saw Mo Qing, and frowned.

Afterwards, Jing Su glanced back, and saw Wen Yingxue leaving from another road, her back had already disappeared.

He looked at Mo Qing again, hesitantly: "Didn't you hear that?"

Mo Qing said, "Unfortunately, my hearing is good."

"..."

Jing Su secretly cursed a curse word in his heart.

After a while, Jing Su drooped his brows and warned, "It has nothing to do with you, let Song Yiyuan get involved."

Mo Qing said again: "Unfortunately, it has something to do with it."

Jing Su was puzzled: "What does it have to do with you?"

"I happen to know 21 procedures." Mo Qing analyzed, "I guess you have a piece of parchment in your hand, which was left by Song Jianghe, but you don't know what it is. After hearing the legend of the prescription, you started to look for the procedure test, right? "

"..."

Inosuke's eyes turned cold.

"I'll also give you a choice. Come to me after you've made up your mind." Mo Qing finished speaking slowly, carrying her bag, walked past Jing Su, and walked towards the teaching building.

Her hair fluttered lightly, dancing wildly in Jing Su's peripheral vision.

Jing Su turned around abruptly, looking at Mo Qing's back, he couldn't help tightening his cheeks.

——Jiang Qiyi was right, these two transfer students came from unusual backgrounds.

*
After school, Mo Qing got into Peng Zhong's car as usual.

There was something wrong with her.

Peng Zhong has never talked much, and sometimes he can go without saying a word all the way, like a driver and tool man.It was the same today, Peng Zhong didn't have much to say, but he looked at Mo Qing from time to time, something was wrong.

Mo Qing noticed it, but didn't worry about it.

Her cell phone vibrated suddenly, and it was Goblin calling.

She answered: "What's the matter?"

"That new task, there is another line of words." Goblin knew that Mo Qing didn't like to listen to nonsense, so he said it concisely.

"what?"

"It's two names. Jingsu, Song Jianghe." Goblin said, "I checked, and Song Jianghe was a Chinese teacher in the No. [-] High School, but he resigned suddenly two years ago. Song Yiyuan took his place. .Jing Su is a student of your seventh class, a repeat student, who used to be a student of Song Jianghe."

Mo Qing was not too surprised.

Everything now revolves around Song Jianghe, Jingsu, and prescriptions.

After pondering for a while, Mo Qing asked, "What's the story between Song Jianghe and Jing Su?"

"I don't understand this yet." Seeing her interest, Goblin hurriedly said, "If you want to know, I'll investigate."

"Ah."

Mo Qing responded lightly.

That gesture was like Goblin's leader.

And Goblin is happy with it.

After hanging up the phone, Mo Qing glanced at the rearview mirror again, and saw Peng Zhong's strange eyes.She frowned slightly, paused for a moment, but said nothing after all.

Back at Jiang Ke's house, as soon as Mo Qing walked to the front yard, he understood why Peng Zhong "hesitant to speak" many times.

The two snowmen she built early in the morning are gone.

The snow in the courtyard was still there, and the two snowmen disappeared out of thin air, obviously not melting naturally, but someone doing it deliberately.

Mo Qing's eyebrows sank, and she walked into the room.

Peng Ren appeared like lightning and greeted Mo Qing: "Miss Mo."

"Where's the snowman?" Mo Qing said in a cool tone.

"Huh——" Peng Ren pretended to be surprised, and looked into the courtyard, only to find that the snowman was gone. He was more shocked than Mo Qing, "Why is the snowman gone? Maybe it melted."

Very contrived.

"It's okay, Ms. Mo, let's make another pile after it snows in two days." Peng Ren put on a friendly smile and said awkwardly, "I'll help you build a better one then."

Mo Qing didn't listen to his interest in continuing the practice, and asked directly: "Where's Jiang Ke?"

"what?"

Peng Ren froze, his eyes naturally glanced upstairs.

Mo Qing didn't delay any longer, and went upstairs directly with a vicious look all over his body.

Peng Ren shivered and rubbed his arms involuntarily.

"Where's the person?" Peng Zhong walked in slowly and asked Peng Ren.

"I went to find Master Jiang." Peng Ren said, then sighed again, "You said Master Jiang was the same, why did you have to shovel those two snowmen, he was the one who piled up..."

Peng Zhong's eyes turned cold, and he pierced his eyes, piercing Peng Ren's eyebrows.

Sensing a murderous aura, Peng Ren paused and quickly closed his mouth.

Peng Zhong was expressionless: "Ancestral training."

"Master Jiang is always right." Peng Ren acted like a little daughter-in-law, "Brother, I was wrong."

Peng Zhong said: "Go back and copy the ancestor's precepts a hundred times."

"Yes."

Pengren is obedient and dare not make mistakes.

*
After going up to the second floor, Mo Qing went straight to the study room, but the place where there were always figures in the past was now empty.Xiao Jiangjiang was there, motionless, in a dead state.

After scanning around, Mo Qing left the study door and came to Jiang Ke's bedroom.

She kicked the door open.

The light was on in the bedroom, and Jiang Ke came out of the bathroom, wearing a gray cashmere sweater and slacks, his hair was wet, his black eyes were shining, and the ends of his eyes were reddish, as if he had just taken a shower.

Regarding Mo Qing's sudden appearance, Jiang Ke was stunned for a moment, but quickly calmed down.

He knew why Mo Qing came here.

Mo Qing glanced at him, walked over with big strides, and asked in a cold voice, "You asked Peng Ren to move the snowman?"

Jiang Ke met her dangerous gaze: "It's me."

The distance was not far, but within a few steps, Mo Qing came to Jiang Ke.

She raised her head slightly, looked at Jiang Ke, and said in a sullen voice, "Why?"

She has always been calm and calm, with ease.

No matter how big the matter is, she never blinks her eyelids, and she has never seen any mood swings.

This is the first time.

For a snowman.

Thinking of the snowman who looked like him, Jiang Ke narrowed his eyes, without any intention of backing down, and said coolly, "An eyesore."

Complicated emotions lingered in Mo Qing's eyes: "What's in the way?"

Jiang Ke lowered his eyelids slightly, reflecting her appearance in his pupils: "Everywhere is an eyesore."

The bedroom window was open, the air was cold, the lights were cold and white, the scenery was monotonous, and everything around them was chilly, just like the atmosphere between them.

"That's Jiang Yan?" Jiang Ke stared at her.

Mo Qing replied: "Yes."

Jiang Ke asked again: "Is this the connection between me and him?"

Mo Qing replied again: "Yes."

She spoke frankly and decisively, without any pause or hesitation.

So, every time she looks at him, the eyes are so complex and profound, as if there is some ancient story hidden, and now everything has the answer.

When she looked at him, she was thinking of someone else.

"Then you'll be disappointed." Jiang Ke stretched out his hand, picked up a strand of her hair, licked it lightly with his fingers, then lifted his eyelids slightly, and said firmly, "I'm not him."

"Not really."

His eyebrows were as cold as frost, Mo Qing raised his hand and brushed his hand away.

The strand of hair slipped between his fingers, and Jiang Ke's hand paused in the air for a moment, then fell down.

Mo Qing glanced at him, then turned and left.

In a blink of an eye, her back disappeared from Jiang Ke's field of vision.

……

The windows were still open, and the cold wind was blowing in. It was so windy at night that the curtains fluttered and fluttered.

Jiang Ke stood in front of the window blowing the wind, holding a cigarette between his fingers, and the ashes of the cigarette were blown up by the wind.He lowered his head slightly, looking at the empty front yard, and the two snowmen, one big and one small, flashed in his mind.

Ah.

Jiang Yan.

A girl who claims to be from a hundred years ago, one thing after another proves her experience, and she didn't step through these years step by step, as if she came through time.

A hundred years later, what is she thinking?

Things she knew were long gone, or history, or not even recorded.Facing this brand new world, she might not be used to it, but when she saw him, she naturally leaned over him.

Because he is very much like the person she missed a hundred years ago.

And all along, in her eyes, he was just the shadow of others.

a shadow.

His eyes darkened, Jiang Ke extinguished the cigarette and closed the window.When he turned around, he drew the curtains again to isolate everything outside.

*
This night, Mo Qing did not go downstairs to eat.

No one called her.

Mo Qing was reading a book in the bedroom.However, after reading for two hours, the book turned two pages.

Since waking up to now, this is the first time she can't read a book.

She would always think of Jiang Ke's eyes.

Suddenly, when I learned the truth, all emotions were swallowed up, leaving only peace, without feeling any emotional fluctuations.

In all fairness, from the very beginning when he got close to Jiang Ke, Mo Qing had bad intentions and regarded Jiang Ke as Jiang Yan's shadow.

These two faces are too similar, and the coincidences again and again, the various changes in Jiang Ke's body sometimes make Mo Qing feel that this person is Jiang Yan.

After a long time, she didn't deliberately distinguish.

But now, a distinction is necessary.

She doesn't believe in reincarnation, and Jiang Yan is just an ordinary person. If he wants to live to this day, he must be a very old man. It is impossible for him to survive a hundred years and still be the same as before.

What's more, Jiang Ke has no memory of Jiang Yan.

Mo Qing opened the drawer, found the mobile phone, and dialed Huo Si's number.

"What happened?" Hoss felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy when he received Mo Qing's call.

"Inquire about Jiang Ke's life experience." Mo Qing went straight to the point.

"Oh."

Hoss breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought Mo Qing was causing trouble again.

"I did a little research on his life experience, and I told you everything I could tell before you lived in his house." Hoss said truthfully.

"You didn't go any further?"

"He is a high-level executive of EMO. We are sure that he is not dangerous, and he is not suitable for casual investigation." Hoss explained, and then asked suspiciously, "What do you want to know?"

Mo Qing said: "Who are his parents, where did he grow up, and what kind of experience did he have?"

Hoss made up his mind, and suddenly said: "You heard the rumor that he is the illegitimate son of Mr. Jiang in Dongshi City, right?"

Mo Qing was stunned for a moment. He had indeed heard about this, so he said along the way: "Yes."

"Not an illegitimate child." On this point, Huoss was very sure, "He is from the Jiang family in the imperial city. There are indeed rumors that he is the illegitimate child of the Jiang family over there. He has been growing up abroad. After returning home, let him go back to the country—that’s why we can’t find out his experience. It’s not easy to check abroad.”

Mo Qing was puzzled: "Then how did you come to Dongshi City?"

"Job transfer." Hoss said, "He is a senior executive of EMO abroad. After returning to China, he will be in charge of the Dongshi area."

"Oh."

"The Jiang family in Dongshi City can be regarded as a branch of the Jiang family in the Imperial City. They are more or less blood related. When he was transferred, he lived in the Jiang family. Mr. Jiang treated him like his own son. After a long time, There are rumors that he is an illegitimate child."

Mo Qing frowned.

Saying it means not saying it.

Whether it is the "illegitimate child" of the Jiang family in Dongshi City or the "illegitimate child" of the Jiang family in Imperial City, it is a parent whose parents have not been verified.How about Jiang Ke's life experience?

After a pause, Mo Qing changed his mind: "Who is the ancestor of the Jiang family in the imperial city, several generations ago, a hundred years ago?"

"No idea. No record," Hoss said.

Hoss didn't know the next question.

Mo Qing felt bored, so he simply hung up the phone.

She frowned in thought, her eyes fell on the book, absent-mindedly, she was playing with the mobile phone in her hand.

Maybe it's time for her to leave.

*
Mo Qing went to and from school as usual, and was still picked up by Peng Zhong.

But she doesn't eat much at home anymore.

It snowed for another two days, the snow was thick and piled up day by day, no one cleaned it, but Mo Qing didn't get up early again to build a snowman in the courtyard.

Peng Ren was worried.

He didn't dare to complain about Jiang Ke, but he was worried that Mo Qing would be angry - after all, he was the one who moved Mo Qing's snowman away and destroyed it.

Every time he sees Mo Qing, Peng Ren is full of guilt.

Another day.

Peng Ren received a call, and after listening to it, he was overjoyed and let out a long breath.

—He has a chance to make up for his mistakes!
(End of this chapter)