My imagination has come true

On the day Mao Aqin committed the crime, since someone took the opportunity to enter her room to investigate, is it possible that the other party knew that Mao Aqin would commit the crime on that day?
Although it is also possible that the other party has been staring at this place, discovered Mao Aqin's actions, and took the opportunity to act, but this possibility is very small.

Mu Qingyun has a keen sense of consciousness, and anyone who is following him can detect it no matter how far away.

Even Zhang Jingsong, a senior with excellent qinggong, can't keep an eye on him. How many people are still alive today who can compare with Zhang Jingsong?
Besides, there is also the expert on the roof.

It is more likely that these people knew in advance that Mao Aqin was going to take action.

Mu Qingyun frowned unconsciously.

The script this time is very rough. I only know that the heroine is Jiang Minhua, the "half-sister" sister of the original body. Sister and brother-in-law live, and study in Xiong County by the way.

It is said to be a sweet abuse article, but in fact it doesn't abuse the heroine very much.

The only abusive thing was that Wang Mingyuan recognized the wrong person at the beginning, but the person he loved was always Jiang Minhua, who was his playmate when he was a child, and he already had a very vague memory of him.

The whole story is a story of the little heroine being favored by the heroine, the heroine's family, and all kinds of men, women and children.

If the Baiyun Gate hadn't appeared in the story, Mu Qingyun would have had no interest in the plot.

But in this story there is Baiyunmen, the only remaining inheritor of Baiyunmen, the guardian of the mountain, and the original brother who died quietly in the white snow in order to fulfill Jiang Minhua's love.

If the script doesn't change, that senior brother will come to the door in a short time. This time, it is obviously impossible for him to mistake Jiang Minhua for his junior sister again, so he won't give Jiang Minhua all the medicine that the master left for the original body , There is also medicine to save serious injuries.

Mu Qingyun slightly rolled his eyes.

How stupid does this have to be to recognize the wrong junior sister?

If he recognizes people, he won't inquire about them just by relying on that bit of jewelry token?In the story, the original person was indeed called Uncle Jiang Si and pretended to be the daughter of a relative. However, the neighbors in the county did not know that there were still many villagers in Baiyun Village who knew that Mu Xiaoran's daughter was named Mu Qingyun.

She doesn't look like Jiang Si, she definitely looks more like her mother Mu Xiaoran. How could I admit my mistake if I wasn't a fool?

Mu Qingyun was full of unhappiness, went back to school and studied two sets of mock test papers, and then relaxed contentedly.

Cai Pandi stared dumbfounded at his deskmate swishing and swishing the questions, and after finishing the swishing, he actually enjoyed it on the face, as if he had finished a large bowl of braised pork in one go, he felt guilty and short of breath.
She quickly turned out the history textbook and memorized it, and then did a set of math simulation problems later.

Originally, her talent was much, much worse than that of classmate Mu. It was a world of difference. If she couldn't even match her hard work, she would be sorry for eating so much rice in her stomach while living in this world!

Cai Pantui felt a turmoil in his mind, and the other students in the classroom immediately calmed down. Those who were reading, those who were doing the questions, all became serious.

Teacher Wang walked to the back door quietly, glanced over, raised his eyebrows, and was very satisfied.

The teacher in the second class next to him couldn't help but snorted coldly when he saw his complacent look: "What are you proud of? It's just bad luck to pick up a good student for nothing."

Teacher Wang laughed and became more and more proud.

Mu Qingyun studied the test papers at school for a day, and returned home refreshed. When she entered the door, she saw Grandma Bai sitting in the yard feeding the pigeons.

A group of pigeons with gray-brown feathers, all of them are round, walking wobbly, eating pigeon food leisurely, the fluffy ones are really cute, the only problem is that this group of pigeons can fly thousands of miles I am afraid that even flying from upstairs to underground would be tiring. Mu Qingyun sat down and stared at it for a while, then sighed inwardly.

No wonder these pigeons!

Mr. Qiao on the roof is very wealthy and feeds him every day, including all kinds of corn and peanuts, all fresh and delicious.

Grandma Bai also likes to feed them, and she still thinks about adding vegetables and beans, and snacks for three meals a day, so that the pigeons even cooing like they are acting like a baby.

Whoever is fed with such love and affection will become more and more mellow and cute, not to mention just ignorant pigeons, even mature adults can't stand such enthusiasm.

Mu Qingyun sighed, grabbed a handful of peanuts and put them in the palm of her hand. The fluffy pigeons slowly landed on her fingertips. It was warm and soft to the touch, so cute.

The cooing sounds of the little pigeons are also very moving. To Mu Qingyun's ears, they are like childish words. Although they don't say anything serious, they can still make people laugh.

After feeding the pigeons for a while, Mu Qingyun dug out two letters from the mailbox before returning to the house and turned on the light.

Grandma Bai helped decorate her room. There is a bay window in front of the window and a canopy bed opposite. The most beautiful thing is the desk and chairs. This set of desks and chairs was discarded by Grandma Bai's husband. Although it is a discarded item, it can The old man is a very particular person, and everything he uses is of high quality.

There is also a thin marble slab on the table, which is warm in winter and cool in summer.

Mu Qingyun sat at the table. The chair was a bit hard, but the seat cushions and backrests were sewn by Grandma Bai herself. They were filled with soft and fluffy cotton wool. They were moderately soft and hard when she sat down, and fit her waist well.

After opening the letter and looking at it, Mu Qingyun exhaled and couldn't help but smile. At least it wasn't too embarrassing.

This letter is a reply letter sent to her by the Historical Research Institute.

In this era, Mu Qingyun didn't think about making money at first, and it's not that he didn't think about money at all, but the living expenses given by Jiang Si are still enough, his business is not bad, and he is not particularly stingy. Her several hundred yuan is enough for now.

But she never expected that she would eat more and more, and the ingredients prepared by Grandma Bai every day had doubled tenfold.

Just like that, Mu Qingyun still didn't have enough to eat.

Grandma Bai has always been careless. She said that she practices martial arts every day and is active, so she eats a lot. The old man believed her and carefully prepared various meats, fruits, eggs, milk, and vegetables for her every day.

Now is not the future generation, the food in the future generation is nothing, no matter how big the appetite is, she could not eat enough for herself when Mu Qingyun came, but now, the supplies are not too abundant, and it really costs money to eat more.

It is impossible for Mu Qingyun to take advantage of Grandma Bai for nothing.

After much thought, I decided to learn from the bad methods used by the protagonists of rebirth campus novels and write some articles to increase my income.

If she remembered correctly, writing in this era was still quite expensive.

As long as Mu Qingyun can write articles that readers like, she won't have to worry about making money. The only thing she needs to worry about is whether she will be disgraced and die in disgrace, writing something that no magazine or newspaper would dare to use. . (end of this chapter)