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Xian Jin smiled, as if thanking him, and poured another glass of boiled water for Qiao Dacongming.

Qiao Hui looked at the crystal clear water in the glass: "..."

Expressing gratitude, just by pouring white water?

Did you leave him for a meal?

Qiao Hui took another sip of plain water, glanced at the sleeping girl from the corner of her eye, turned her head and put down the cup, the old god was talking about the secondary disaster of this matter, "... originally this matter, I just scolded it and let it go No one dares to do anything in front of me, but that little bastard Du Junning..."

Qiao Hui put his hands on his head and put his feet on the rocking chair, feeling comfortable and relaxed. He turned his head and asked Xian Jin, "Does Du Junning know?"

Xian Jin thought of that rainy night, that little boy without an umbrella.

Xian Jin nodded, "Yes, Aunt Du works in a printing and dyeing workshop in the city, and his father passed away. He has a copy of the trace red book that Chen Ji sent to Qingcheng Mountain Courtyard last time."

Qiao Hui raised the corners of his mouth, and his expression seemed to be a little appreciative, "That little bastard is not old, but he is bloody, and he brought a few boys of the same age, and after one night, he told you that you are an eight-legged spider spirit." Brother hit a sap."

Xian Jin was surprised.

I go?

really knock?

Nonviolent noncooperation?

Qiao Hui saw that the little girl's eyebrows were flying up, so she laughed, showing her white and bright teeth, "How can you really hit the stick!" Sleeping, I made an ambush on the road, put the rope across the road, the night was dark and the wind was high, and the brother was old and blind, and tripped over a dog eating shit. "

Qiao Hui gloated, "It is said that the bridge of the nose is broken."

It must be a lie to say that Xian Jin is unhappy.

These stupid scholars, you are noble, you are the most noble!

Everyone in the world is a stepping stone to your reputation!
Casually committing verbal crimes, others can't express their anger?
Xian Jin was a little worried about the little bastard, oh no, little Du Junning, hesitantly said, "...Don't cause trouble?"

Originally, it was equivalent to the special admission of poor students. If she dropped out of school because of avenging her, it would be a no-brainer!
Qiao Hui shook his head, "It's a dark day, and those bastards hid behind a tree. After tripping, they swiftly tore away the rope that caused the crime. Who knows?"

Xian Jin restrained the urge to raise his eyebrows.

How do you know?
Seeing the question marks hidden in Xian Jin's twitching eyebrows, Qiao Hui said confidently, "I just happened to pass by, it's purely a coincidence! Don't you believe me, ask Boer!"

Xian Jin: "..."

You and Zhang Wenbo, one really likes to cause trouble, and the other is watching the fun, and you have a complete mix of joking and amusing.

If you weren't the son of a mountain chief with good grades, who wouldn't want to give you two old punches if you were so thorny?
Speaking of old punches.

Xian Jin thought of Sun Shun whose left eye socket was blown out by Qiao Hui's old punch, and asked him, "...my second brother said he is back, did he bother you?"

Qiao Hui snorted, "That gnat hides when he sees me, what dare he do?" Thinking of Sun Shun's sinister eyes like poisonous snakes that often hid in the dark after he came back.

I also remembered that his father pressured him to go to Huai'an Mansion to visit a doctor, and saw Sun Shun's father, using the name of a teahouse as a Junket Operator, forcing a few good-natured women to do business on the second floor in cool clothes, and the whole family made money. , was beaten sooner or later.

Qiao Hui twitched the corner of his mouth, "If he dares to play tricks, let him go back to Huai'an Mansion sooner or later."

Xian Jin scratched his head.

Well, she doesn't quite understand the world of children.

She is familiar with the world of nouveau riche.

Qiao Hui also talked about Zhang Wenbo's Dragon Boat Festival, when he brought Liuzhangxuan home, Zhang's father specially hired a team for weddings and funerals to greet him at the entrance of the town, "... the first one was the suona, and everyone in the town came out to watch it. Zhang Wenbo is really a It was born by his father, he is not ashamed but proud of it, in Suqin, remembering that day four or five times..."

Qiao Hui seemed to have chosen a word with difficulty, "A grand occasion."

Xian Jin laughed.

As soon as the suona comes out, whoever is fighting for the front is the younger brother.

Zhang Wenbo and his son really follow the same line of exaggerated sense of ritual.

Speaking of Zhang Wenbo, Xian Jin remembered that he was going to take the exam this year, so he casually asked about the specific schedule for this year's exam.

Qiao Hui spread his hands, "It's been more than ten years since I last paid attention to the college exam."

At the age of eight, he passed the examination as a scholar.

Xian Jin snorted, "Yes, yes, you are the only one who is very smart!"

Qiao Hui withdrew his outstretched hand and laughed instead.

Two people, one dropped the topic, the other picked up the topic, the other laughed while the other talked, and the conversation never fell out of the ground for more than half an hour.

Xian Jin has the illusion of going back to university.

The person next to him is not a reserve scholar-bureaucrat who walked across the single-plank bridge with thousands of troops and horses in the feudal era.

It's more like, the classmates around you, oh no, they can be regarded as good friends-you can joke and talk without burden, you can communicate three views and opinions, you don't have to avoid taboos, and you don't have to worry about being misunderstood.

It was getting late, and there were crows flying over the tiles.

Chen Jianfang buried his head and turned around the white wall to look at Song Ji's shop. The windows and doors were wide open, and he raised the curtain with one hand.

The voices and laughter inside became more and more clear.

Chen Jianfang's raised hand stopped in the air, and he held his breath in doubt to listen. When it was clear that it was Qiao Hui, Chen Jianfang gently opened the curtain and said, "Bao Yuan?"

Looking at the rocking chair next to him, Qiao Baozhu and Suo'er next to Xianjin are soundly asleep.

Xian Jin and Qiao Hui sat side by side by the rocking chair, with a smile on one face and a relaxed expression on the other.

Chen Jianfang couldn't help being slightly stunned.

Qiao Hui raised his head, lifted his chin, and greeted with a smile, "Erlang."

His attitude is very calm, and he looks like a bright moon.

Chen Jianfang half lowered his eyes, pursed his lips lightly, and did not answer for a long while.

Xian Jin looked at Chen Jianfang, the atmosphere seemed, seemed, maybe a little awkward?

Qiao Baozhu rubbed her eyes in bewilderment, and said "Hey", "It's getting dark!"

Seeing that there are more people around him, and seeing that Suo'er is still sleeping like a pig, he hurriedly pushed him to wake up, "It's helpful, but I'm more dead than anyone else in my sleep!"

Xian Jin: "..."

You just woke up for three seconds.

Qiao Hui stood up and patted Chen Jianfang's shoulder with a smile, "Are you also here to help?"

Chen Jianfang glanced at Qiao Hui, and after a while, smiled, "Third Uncle asked Zhang Ma to make a spicy tofu soup pot today, and also fried two eggs. He waited at home for a long time, and when he didn't wait for Sister Jin, he called me To pick."

Spicy Tofu Soup!
The three girls looked up at the same time!

Qiao Baozhu reacted very quickly, and immediately looked at Xian Jin with piercing eyes, and said in a mournful tone, "I've been carrying things all afternoon, and I'm tired and hungry, oh, oh, oh, look at my hands!"

Xian Jin lowered his head, and looked expressionlessly at the pig's trotters, which were so white and tender that they could pinch water.

Your hands are fine.

As good as your sleep.

Qiao Baozhu grabbed Xian Jin's elbow again, "How about we go back and have dinner and move together?"

Xian Jin twitched the corner of his mouth.

Girl, please don't omit the subject without authorization.

Let's go back and have dinner, and she will move again by herself.

This is more in line with the facts.

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