Past and Present: Start Sedum, Shocking Yang Mi

Chapter 7 Grandpa's Most Precious Thing Is Snow Seeing

Chapter 7 Grandpa's Most Precious Thing Is Snow Seeing
"You're done, you don't have to kill yourself, young lady, let me take my leave!"

Jing Tian pushed aside the crowd and quickly ran out of the mansion.

Suddenly, Tang Kun, the head of the Tang family, grabbed Sedum, as if looking for something, and groped from his upper body to his trousers.

The last one flung Sedum away with a wave of his hand.

After several consecutive circles, Sedum's pants fell off silently, revealing her red underwear.

Jing Tian was startled, and knelt down on the ground with a plop: "No, the little one has to carry on the family, don't!"

Tang Kun didn't seem to find what he wanted, so he waved his hand: "Okay, you can go."

Jingtian was overjoyed: "After being touched a few times, can I leave?"

Back in Yong'an, Jing Tian saw He Biping beating Mao Mao as soon as he entered the door.

Jing Tian hurriedly ran over and pushed He Biping away: "Stop hitting, stop hitting!"

"What are you doing!"

Mao Mao stood behind Sedum aggrievedly: "Boss"

Sedum was annoyed, touched Mao Mao's head and said: "Have I taught you that no one can hit you except me, remember not!"

Mao Mao hurriedly pointed to the clothes on the table and explained: "I and they said they want to throw away all your things!"

"They? Who are they?" Jing Tian turned around and grabbed He Biping's collar: "Why Biping, you want to rebel?"

"stop!"

At this moment, a businessman with a very acrid appearance came out.

The Soul Tracing Particle Device automatically recognized the other party's identity.

[Zhao Wenchang, gold, silver and treasure are always too few, and Yong'an will be in charge! 】

"Let him go!"

Sedum let go of He Biping, and walked over angrily: "Zhao Wenchang, it's not your turn to play wild here."

Zhao Wenchang smiled coldly: "From today onwards, you should call me Shopkeeper Zhao!"

"Shopkeeper Zhao?"

"Hey hey I'm the shopkeeper Sedum here, you know?"

Sedum said disdainfully.

Even Zhao Wenchang laughed, and took out the token of the Tangjiabao from his waist: "You have offended Miss Tang, and you still want to be the shopkeeper?"

"See, let me tell you, Tangjiabao has appointed me, Zhao Wenchang, as the new shopkeeper!"

Jing Tian was dumbfounded: "No, I've only been the shopkeeper for a long time."

"Not bad, Sedum, you will still be under my feet in the next life, hehehe!"

Zhao Wenchang is as beautiful as an ass.

Off screen.

Seeing that Sedum's shopkeeper position was taken away, Yang Mi raised her small fist excitedly: "Haha, you deserve it, this is what happens when you offend Miss Tang's family!"

"Let you daydream, a little bit!"

Bai Lu couldn't bear to watch it any longer, and poked her head over quietly: "Sister Mi, have you gotten into the drama? How about this Sedum, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with you."

"Why has nothing to do with me!" Yang Mi puffed up her chest and said slowly, "Hey, Xue Jian looks like me, maybe it's my previous life."

"Since it's my previous life, I certainly don't want to be with this kind of person!"

"Seeing him end up like this, don't mention how happy I am!"

"Yes, Reba!"

Yang Mi hooked Reba's neck, which made Reba almost squirt pure milk all over her face again.

Liu Yifei smiled and shook her head: "Sister Mi is possessed by Xue Jian."

Zhao Liying squeezed a grape and threw it into her mouth, frowning sourly: "I don't know if Xue Jian will be with Jing Tianzhen later on, and what kind of mood will Sister Mi be in then?"

night.

Jing Tian sat alone in the room and fiddled with the abacus, counting his wages.

"Thirty days is thirty Wen, one year is 30 five Wen, what about one year."

At this moment, a sound came from the next room.

Sedum picked up a wooden stick, opened the door carefully and walked in.

Beside the antique box, a figure was flipping the contents back and forth.

Sedum clenched the wooden stick tightly, and jumped out with a loud shout: "The daring snitch broke into Yong'an at night!"

"I hit!"

The box lid snapped off.

Xuejian suddenly appeared in front of Sedum, raised the cover again with an "ah", and slammed into Sedum's head fiercely.

"I said Miss, what is your business in sneaking into our store?"

Sedum touched his forehead and asked angrily.

Xuejian also touched her hands, and said angrily: "You didn't see that I was looking for something!"

Xue Jian took out a broken teapot lid from her arms and handed it to Sedum: "Here, let's see if you have this!"

Jing Tian took it and glanced at it casually, and said angrily: "This teapot lid is very ordinary, but the material is high-quality, and it has a long history, at least 100 years of history."

"How can there be such a thing in our small shop?"

After finishing speaking, Sedum returned the things again.

"Hey, I said Miss, your behavior today."

At this time, the barrage on the external live broadcast website exploded directly.

All [Miss, you don’t want the hall master to know, do you? 】

Netizens laughed happily in front of their mobile phones, and the more they watched, the more exciting it became.

"Hey, forget it."

"I didn't see anything, you can do whatever you want!"

After Sedum finished speaking, she turned around and wanted to leave.

"You stop!"

Xue Jian hurriedly stopped Sedum, and then walked in front of Sedum with a cold snort: "I order you now, make me a similar one!"

"How can I do this?"

Sedum rolled her eyes angrily.

"Stop pretending. Miss Ben has gone through some investigations. You want to be a hero, but you are not good at martial arts. You want to be a shopkeeper but you don't work hard. If you want to make a fortune, you will only gamble."

"But you have only one advantage, that is, the fakes you make, even the owner can't tell the real from the fake, right!"

Xue Jian looked at Sedum cheerfully, she came with preparations.

Jingtian laughed when she heard that, and turned her head to lie in front of Xuemian: "Yo, you know me quite well."

"What are you talking about!"

"Hey, I said you are quite concerned!"

Before Jing Tian finished speaking, Xue Jian grabbed her and pressed him on the table.

"I'll give you three hours, you must do it well!"

"Then you don't have to let go!"

The candle was lit, Sedum sat at the table, and took out the books for making pots.

At the same time, he placed different teapots in front of his eyes, carefully observed and analyzed the difference from the teapot in his hand.

"What about your teapot? It's too expensive. You must use the most fertile soil to imitate it."

"You think, the soil next to the latrine is irrigated by Mao Mao and I every day, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, so that it can match the century-old teapot of your majestic Tangjiabao, don't you think so?"

Sedum said meanly to Xuejian.

Xue Jian seemed to have something on her mind, suddenly lost her self-willed appearance just now, and said with a serious expression: "I see, just wait."

Jing Tian looked at the back of Xue Jian leaving, and suddenly stopped her: "Hey, is that teapot very heavy to you?"

Xue Jian stopped and said calmly: "Yes, that is the most precious thing of Grandpa."

Jing Tian curled her lips: "It's quite filial."

In the auditorium, everyone nodded secretly, slightly moved by Xue Jian's actions.

"Although she is a wayward young lady, she really cares about grandpa!"

"By the way, Xuejian is a child brought up by grandpa. Why haven't I seen Xuejian's parents?"

"I want to cry. In fact, the most precious thing of grandpa is Xuejian!"

"These two are a good match."

Yang Mi stared at the broken teapot lid with tears in her eyes. Although she didn't know what to express, she knew that Xue Jian's waywardness was precisely because of her grandfather's love.

Only with that tolerance can she have the temper of the Tang family's eldest lady.

This is also a privilege given by grandpa, a love that makes everyone in the Tang family jealous.

(End of this chapter)

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